Chapter 308: Wandless and Silent Casting

"What do you want to bet? I'll accompany you to the end!"

Looking around, Ron became more confident than ever after he found that this place had almost become the focus of the hall.

"Very good! Very good! This is what Scarhead meant by excellence."

Draco lifted Ron up again without leaving a trace, and after a slight pause, he continued:

"Since you are so excellent, becoming a Hogwarts warrior must be a piece of cake."

With one lift and one push, in just two sentences, Draco lifted Ron up in the air.

Now the onlookers showed an expression of watching a good show, especially since this was the Slytherin long table.

The reason why the little snakes didn't speak now was that they were waiting for Ron's answer.

As long as Ron dared to admit it, they would definitely spread the matter with exaggeration; if he didn't admit it, they would let this Gryffindor experience the fear of people's words on the spot.

As a messenger of the castle, how could Ron not understand such a simple truth.

But he knew very well that he had fallen into the trap of rhetoric, and no matter how he answered, it would be a mistake.

Harry was also distressed. He felt that he had betrayed Ron. Otherwise, with Ron's caution, he would not be so proud as he is today.

When Harry was at a loss, a clear voice rang out from the crowd:

"Ron is a Gryffindor, so you have no one? Are you here wholeheartedly expecting Gryffindor to become a warrior? If that's the case, I have nothing to say!"

At the critical moment, Ginny stood up without hesitation, and her thoughts were also clear and irrefutable.

In fact, she didn't want to participate, anyway, Malfoy didn't mention the Weasley family this time.

But somehow, seeing Harry frowning, she stood up for some reason.

...

The ups and downs in the hall did not affect the castle underground at all.

Slytherin's dormitory.

On the round beech table were placed a few simple foods, a plate of flower cakes, cream toffee wrapped in kraft paper, and a few biscuits.

This was food cooked by the blue light. It stands to reason that being in Hogwarts, there is no shortage of various ingredients, but Ino didn't want to use it quietly.

Taking something without permission is considered stealing.

Even if the Hogwarts kitchen is not short of these things, some things are often only about the essence, not the size.

"Maybe we can set aside a vegetable garden..." Looking at the flower cakes in front of him, Ino suddenly felt that it was a bit of a waste to only grow herbs on a hundred acres of land.

One hundred acres may not seem like a lot, but if it is changed to another common area unit, it looks very impressive.

One acre is four thousand square meters, a hundred acres of valley, a full four hundred thousand square meters of land, which is the area of ​​a medieval city.

Just farming seems to be a little insufficient, but the shelter cannot bring in foreign life...

Gradually, Ino thought of fairy tales, which can open the dining table, can turn into delicious tablecloths anytime and anywhere, and even more magical items about food.

Thoughts, some things are like dandelions flying in the wind, no one knows where they come from, and no one knows where they are going.

But one thing is certain, the dandelions flying all over the sky can sometimes really make people intoxicated.

Just like thoughts without boundaries.

...

In the dormitory.

Following the anchor of food, Ino thought a lot.

It has been four years since he entered Hogwarts. It seems that not only the original story has changed, but he himself has also changed.

He used to worry about daily things. After receiving the owl letter, he worried about the plot in the future story. Until now...

Probably, there is nothing to worry about.

But many things are relative, and the same is true for worries. When there is no worry, there seems to be no corresponding motivation.

Ino sat in a chair and gradually fell into a quiet meditation.

Time was also in meditation, passing by minute by minute.

Until the dormitory was broken by a "buzzing" sound.

The source of the sound was still the cabinet next to the bed. When the sound sounded, the cabinet seemed to be slowly opened by an invisible hand, and then a three-inch round mirror flew up out of thin air.

Looking at the floating two-sided mirror in front of him, Ino was also stunned.

The two-sided mirror flew over. Although it was not worth making a fuss about, what surprised him was that the mirror flew over by itself.

Wandless and silent casting.

This thought suddenly emerged in Ino's mind.

It was amazing to say that although he could now cast spells without a wand, it was limited to the ice and snow magic that was integrated into his blood.

For other traditional magic, he still needed to rely on the wand in many cases.

However, just now.

Just a thought, the cabinet was opened, and the two-sided mirror naturally floated over.

As if thinking of something, Ino briefly recalled the previous state, and at the same time looked at the cream toffee on the table.

In a moment, the kraft paper was opened, and the candy flew over by itself.

"The first thought! I should have thought of it earlier..."

Ino smiled and picked up the floating candy, and then connected the two-sided mirror.

At this moment, he finally understood the secret of wandless and silent casting, which was not a profound theory.

Just don't think about it, don't think about the wand, don't think about the spell, and don't think about any gestures.

Just keep the most basic thought, even forget about the magic, and let it become a natural reflex of the body.

Just like the ice and snow magic at the beginning, it was just a simple belief, because he knew that the magic world's own ice and snow were unique.

This is an instinctive trust, which is easy to say but quite difficult to do.

...

The moment.

Ino remembered the world in the past.

In that distant world, magic only appeared in books and movies, and it was just a bedtime story for children.

But then again, if magic really existed in the world in the past, and a real wand was given to a person with wizard talent, it would probably be useless.

The reason is very simple, a problem of cognition.

They always think that magic is just a story in books and movies. Even if they see magic by chance, they only find various reasons that they can accept and are willing to accept, and then explain magic in a self-consistent way...

For example: they will think that this is a magical magic, or some invisible technological assistance.

The seeds of doubt will naturally not bear the fruits of magic if they are planted.

Similarly, the little wizards in Hogwarts are the same. Seven years of study have made them believe that only by waving the wand and reciting the spell can magic be released.

After figuring out the reason, Ino suddenly felt relieved, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"You seem very happy?"

Hermione's voice sounded in the two-way mirror.

In fact, after the two-way mirror was connected, Hermione saw a dazed figure through the mirror.

In the mirror, Ino sat motionless on the chair, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Seeing this, Hermione didn't want to disturb him, but she found that Ino sat there and started laughing to himself again.

This made her change her original plan to wait quietly.