Chapter 51 Halloween Special

"Can Andy cast spells without a wand?"

The young wizards looked at Andy in shock, as if they were looking at Dumbledore's heir.

They were all young wizards of the same age, but some had already mastered the skills of casting spells without a wand, while others... seemed to be a dud!

How big is the gap?

Professor Flitwick was speechless.

Is this a levitation spell? Maybe!

Is this a wandless spell? Of course not!

The function of the levitation spell is to make objects float in the air. From this point of view, Andy's situation can barely be considered a levitation spell.

But wandless spellcasting is a very clever spellcasting technique.

Even if the effect is the same, "casting spells" and "direct application of magic power" are two completely different things.

Andy's approach can only be regarded as an application of magic power. In essence, it is not even "casting spells", let alone "casting spells without a wand".

"Ravenclaw gets two points."

Professor Flitwick was very happy. He got the guaranteed four points for each class - these were extra points for successful spellcasting.

If he asked a few more questions in class, Hermione could add more points to Ravenclaw.

The House Cup is waving to him!

It has been two months since the start of the school, and the current house rankings are: Ravenclaw first, Slytherin second, Gryffindor last, and it has also created a historical record of deductions.

Professor Flitwick secretly clenched his fists to cheer himself up. As long as he maintains the current momentum, this year's House Cup will definitely belong to Ravenclaw.

After successfully casting the spell, it was naturally time for the questioning session.

Ravenclaw had Hermione to help point out the little wizard's spellcasting errors, which saved Professor Flitwick a lot of worry.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that the little wizards in Ravenclaw love to study and have good tempers.

If it were Gryffindor, you would see.

It's good that they don't give you a cold face.

As for Gryffindor...

As long as there is no accident, the teaching is considered a success.

Little lions always have their own learning methods. Their brains may not be enough, but their muscle memory is OK.

So Professor Flitwick is happy to give Andy some extra advice in his spare time.

"It seems that you have trained your magic power a lot when you were a child."

Professor Flitwick said: "Of course, this is also a manifestation of talent. Not all little wizards can use their magic skillfully before entering school."

Andy asked curiously: "Professor, is this kind of practice useful?"

"Well... it's hard to say."

Professor Flitwick said carefully: "It's hard to say whether it is useful or not. The magic world has not done statistics in this regard."

"When you become an adult, your magic power will be completely stable, and then it will be difficult for you to do this."

Andy naturally knew this.

If this kind of training is useful, wizards will not need to use wands.

Professor Flitwick continued: "But ancient wizards would use this method to train their offspring. I mean-before the wand was invented."

Andy nodded in understanding.

Ancient magic and modern magic are two different things.

The former is powerful and difficult to control; while the latter is easy to master and easier to cast.

Andy then asked many questions about spells, and Professor Flitwick answered them one by one.

Soon, a class was over.

Andy was still a little reluctant, but it was a pity that Professor Flitwick did not belong to Andy alone.

Ravenclaw will have another Defense Against the Dark Arts class next, and a Transfiguration class and a History of Magic class in the afternoon.

The new Professor Twain is pretty good, and Professor McGonagall is an old professor who has been teaching for decades.

You can learn a lot of knowledge in these two classes.

After three classes in a row, you can have a good sleep in the History of Magic class...

Today's class schedule is perfect!

In the evening, the castle will hold a Halloween dinner.

There are huge pumpkin lanterns floating in the sky above the hall, and little bats are lying on the pumpkin lanterns. Occasionally, they will fly up in groups, attracting exclamations from the little wizards.

The ceiling was covered with layers of dark clouds, which made the hall look a little dim, and with the faint candlelight burning in the pumpkin lanterns...

It must be said that the festive atmosphere was already there.

Dumbledore stood up, and he first gave a short speech, and then told a joke that had been hidden in the bottom of a box for half a century. So that no one in the whole hall felt funny except Dumbledore.

But everyone still applauded enthusiastically.

Because applause means the end of the speech.

The dinner finally began, and various delicious dishes appeared on the long table, all of which were traditional Halloween delicacies.

The house elves' skills were very good, even the top chefs in the Muggle world could not compare to them - after all, they were professionals in this field.

Andy had a very pleasant meal.

"Would you like to go to Hogsmeade tonight?"

Andy leaned towards Hermione and whispered, "Halloween in the magic world is very lively!"

Hermione was a little tempted, but she still firmly rejected Andy's proposal, "If you dare to go to Hogsmeade secretly by yourself, I will tell the professor!"

"If you don't go, what's the point of me going alone?" Andy knew that Hermione would never go, but this is the routine!

The little witch smiled sweetly, and it seemed that her appetite was much better.

Andy smiled again, and the routine tonight was very successful.

After all, there is an old saying: Since ancient times, true love cannot be retained, only routines can win people's hearts.

Halfway through the dinner, the door of the Great Hall burst open, and Filch ran in in panic, "Principal Dumbledore... there is a little wizard who was attacked, right... in the basement!"

After saying that, Filch gasped violently, as if he was extremely frightened.

"Ah--"

There was a scream from Slytherin, and the little witch named Pansy Parkinson shouted loudly: "It's Draco! He hasn't come to the dinner, I thought... I thought..."

Andy hurriedly looked at Harry and Ron, but found that they were also confused.

At this moment, many people looked at Harry and Ron.

After all, it was well known that they had a conflict with Malfoy, and they had also put Malfoy in a sack-although Harry and Ron never admitted it.

"It's them!"

Pansy Parkinson pointed at Harry and Ron and screamed: "It was Potter and Weasley who attacked Draco!"

"No! Not us!" Harry hurriedly denied.

Ron also shouted loudly: "We haven't seen Malfoy all day today."

"Quiet--"

Dumbledore shouted using the amplification spell, and then said in a deep voice: "Ms. Parkinson, we never accuse others without evidence."

After that, Dumbledore turned his eyes to Filch, "Argus, was the person attacked Malfoy?"

"Yes, yes!" Filch responded timidly.

"Prefect!"

Dumbledore said seriously: "Immediately lead the students of their respective colleges back to the lounge."

"Professors, follow me to the basement!"