Chapter 686 He Really Should Split Up

Saturday morning.

The weather in mid-February was either good or bad. The howling north wind finally subsided, and the chill lingering in the air gradually dissipated. The magic dome of the auditorium simulated the sky outside the castle, showing a bluish white color without thick dark clouds. There is no bright sunshine either.

The lawn outside was still wet and muddy, and a notice had been posted on the bulletin board early. The second period of the Apparition Teaching Class was still held in the auditorium.

After breakfast, the students in the teaching class stayed in the auditorium. The prefects of each college organized the students to decorate the venue. The long table and benches that had been used for dining had been moved to the wall. The teaching staff and professors had not yet arrived, and the room had already been vacated. Out of a clearing.

The students were scattered in the open space of the auditorium, standing together in twos and threes, sharing their experiences of Apparition with each other.

"After one class, I feel like I haven't learned anything. I probably won't be able to pass the exam and get the qualification certificate."

"When is the exam?"

"The twelve-week course will be around the end of May."

"Same as the final exam."

"..."

There was no school bell on weekends. At about 9:30, the four deans and teaching staff arrived on time.

He was still the pale-skinned and thin instructor. He stood in front of the open space and clapped his hands, indicating that the students should line up in order according to the standing positions of the last class, five feet apart from each other, and then counted the number of students.

In the Gryffindor student area, the two absent seats are very conspicuous.

I wonder what Loren and Hermione are doing now?

Seamus thought while quietly observing the front.

Under the gaze of the whole class, Professor McGonagall whispered a few words to Tycross. The pale and thin teacher showed a slightly surprised expression, then nodded, did not continue to ask, and directed the two columns behind Gryffindor. The students moved forward one position in turn and filled the two vacant seats.

"It's nice to see you again. I am your instructor, Vicky Techros. I hope you all remember me.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, as long as you remember the content of the previous class.

"In the last class, we basically understood Apparition and learned how to cast this magic. The most important of them are the 3 D's, namely goal, determination and calmness. In the past week, I believe you have gained a new understanding of Apparition. , it’s just limited to the special environment of the school, so there’s no way to practice...

"I won't waste any more time and let's start today's practice."

The students were stunned for a moment, watching Tycros wave his wand to summon those old-fashioned wooden circles, and then they started to move belatedly.

Dean stared closely at the old-fashioned wooden circle in front of him, frowning, imagining that his body would occupy that space, while carefully capturing the mysterious void state. At a moment when he thought he was blessed, Dean Swirling around in circles——

I lost my balance and almost fell. I staggered for a while before regaining my balance.

Simo looked at his friends beside him and opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

In fact, students in the teaching class are generally not used to this teaching method, but after all, Susan Bones split up in the last class, so maybe this method is the correct way to practice.

Simo followed the others and turned around several times in succession. Although he didn't fall, his head was still spinning and he was still dizzy. He never felt that wonderful void state. He stood on the spot and pressed his bulging temples to relieve this feeling. Feeling dizzy, my mind recalled the method Loren mentioned last night.

"Concentrate your consciousness on the space inside the wooden circle, close your eyes, and don't let the body's vision interfere with your judgment..."

Simo looked straight at the old-fashioned wooden circle. He didn't know where the instructor found it. It was probably old, and there was still dust and dirt accumulated in the gaps. In the middle of the wooden circle was the floor of the auditorium, which was paved with stone bricks. The lines are fine and messy, and a few of them are intertwined together, vaguely like some kind of animal, but I can't tell what they look like.

With chaotic thoughts in his mind, mixed with the dizziness that had not completely dissipated, Seamo closed his eyes silently.

The whole world suddenly darkened, the sense of space brought by vision disappeared, and the distance began to blur. Those voices were still nearby. Dean seemed to be able to reach out and touch them, but the reason in his mind told him that the two were five feet apart. …

The wooden circle was also five feet away from him, but there was no sound from the wooden circle. He only knew the general direction.

"When the scene of the wooden circle space naturally appears in your mind, it means that your soul has entered that space..."

Seamo calmed down and began to imagine that he was already in a wooden circle. In front of him was Professor McGonagall, and behind him were his classmates who were constantly spinning. There was a green dome above his head, and a stone tile floor under his feet. The chaotic patterns on the floor formed a Some kind of pattern, like some kind of animal.

"What's it like?"

This question suddenly arose in Simo's heart. He was immersed in fantasy and unconsciously lowered his head to observe. Some kind of invisible consciousness had already acted before the physical body, and a picture of a bird's eye view emerged.

"It turns out to be like a hound tooth..."

This thought flashed through Simo's mind, and just as the Techros instructor in front of him was shouting commands, he subconsciously drove his body to rotate in place.

"Bang!"

Only a sound of air bursting was heard throughout the auditorium.

Everyone looked towards the place where the sound came from, and Seamus Finnigan was standing in the wooden circle with his eyes closed tightly, looking stupid.

"Mr. Finnigan, are you okay?" Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, held his shoulders and looked up and down, in case any part of him was still in place.

Hearing the sound, Simo opened his eyes, his expression a little confused. He felt that he had just been stuffed into a narrow rubber tube, and strong force squeezed his body from all directions. It seemed that it was just a moment, and it seemed that several minutes had passed. , the squeezing feeling suddenly disappeared again, and my whole body felt relaxed.

Seeing Professor McGonagall in front of her staring directly at her, her thick black-rimmed glasses unable to hide her surprise, Seamus blinked:

"I...I succeeded?"

He touched his hands, feet, and limbs to confirm that nothing was missing, and immediately shouted excitedly: "I succeeded! I really succeeded!"

The professors and teaching staff nearby immediately came over. Tycros shook his head in admiration and was amazed: "It's incredible. I have been a teacher of Apparition for more than ten years. In the second class, I successfully moved the students who were not separated. I still can't believe it." First time meeting.”

Professor Flitwick tugged at his beard: "Merlin, with that sound just now, I thought you had caused another explosion, Finnigan."

"..."

The little wizards below also stopped practicing and chatted together. The excited voices of the girls were shriller and could be heard more clearly.

"Seamus, Seamus, he succeeded!"

"Yes, there is no split yet."

"He's so awesome, why didn't I see that before..."

"How about we ask him for advice later?"

"..."

Harry and Ron were outside the crowd, listening to the girls' discussion, and looking at Seamus, who was surrounded by professors, scratching his head with complicated expressions.

"How did he succeed?"

"Why isn't it me who takes the limelight?"

Dean clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "He really deserves to be separated!"