"Professor, may I ask you a question?"
Dumbledore's thought body stood beside Kewen and Professor Flitwick, quietly watching this Flitwick's memory.
With the development of the memory picture, Dumbledore's eyes lighted up several times.
When the memory screen was 'played', Dumbledore stood there pondering for a moment, then waved his hand, as if going back in time, and the memory screen returned to the original time.
Start to 'play' the memory screen again, this time Dumbledore no longer pays attention to the chat content between Ke Wen and Professor Flitwick, but focuses on Ke Wen, carefully observing Ke Wen every move.
After the memory was played again, Dumbledore stood there for a long time, then let out a chuckle suddenly, and then the thought body flew into the sky in an instant.
"Hoo..."
In front of the washstand, Dumbledore suddenly took a deep breath, and his overlooking figure straightened up again.
"How is it? Albus?" Professor Flitwick asked immediately upon seeing this: "Do you have any ideas? About the cultivation of Xiao Kewen."
"Wait a little longer, just a little longer, Felius." Principal Dumbledore said after some consideration, "I will inform Minerva. Next, the two of you will observe the child for a while."
"Why?" Professor Flitwick was puzzled: "Why do you still need to observe? Isn't this a waste of time?"
"On the contrary, Felius." Dumbledore explained: "This is just the beginning of school, we have to let the child adapt to the study life first, and then make a few more friends. Although the child is indeed as talented as you have evaluated , but Filius, I think you are ignoring his present age?"
"This..." Professor Flitwick's face showed a sudden realization, and he quickly raised his hand and slapped his forehead: "I'm sorry Albus, I really overlooked this point, the child's talent made me not think about other things at all. .”
"I know." Dumbledore said with a smile: "If you and I were interchanged, I might be like you now, only remembering his talent and ignoring other factors."
"Okay." Professor Flitwick said regretfully, "Then let Xiao Kewen live a normal college life for a while, but I believe that Xiao Kewen's curiosity will not let him How long has he been calm!"
"I trust your judgment very much, Felius." Dumbledore walked back to the desk and said with a smile, "Let us look forward to it together."
"Oh, yes." Dumbledore reminded Professor Flitwick with a smile again: "From my observation, that child probably already had some experience with 'silent casting' in the afternoon. So I suggest you two If you have time in the sky, you can teach that child again."
"Of course!" Professor Flitwick immediately regained his spirits when he heard the good news.
...
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Gryffindor bedroom.
After Kewen returned to the room, he didn't immediately look at the books borrowed from the library in his hand, but put the books on the bed first, and then took out his wand.
Gently twirling his wand between his fingers, Corwen reflected on the feeling he had cast 'Silent Cast' that afternoon.
When casting magic spells, Ke Wen felt that he could easily control the magic effects through the 'bridge' of the magic wand.
But when the 'silent spell' was released in the afternoon, the spell did successfully trigger the magic effect at first, but then a distraction cut off the magic effect.
Although he didn't realize it at the time, after that, Kewen simply summed up the failure experience and found out where the shortcomings were.
"Concentrate..." Ke Wen stopped the movement of turning his wand around, and said with a chuckle: "As far as concentration and calmness are concerned, I am a professional..."
After the words fell, Ke Wen looked at the books he let on the bed.
Concentrating on it, he pointed at the book with his wand in his hand, and recited the incantation in his heart, while part of his mind fantasized about the effect of the incantation.
The next moment, the books on the bed slowly floated up.
"So that's how it is." Kewen used his magic wand to direct the books to float left and right in the air, and at the same time chuckled with satisfaction: "Three main points... stay focused, recite the correct spell silently, and have the 'magic effect' in your mind." Strong thoughts of…”
"It's easy." Ke Wen said, interrupting the effect of the spell.
He tried the 'Silent Casting' twice again, successfully making the books float up, and then Kewen tilted his head slightly, and an idea appeared in his mind.
He looked down at the wand in his hand, then Ke Wen put the wand away, and looked at the books on the bed again.
Concentrating and calming down, he recited the spell silently in his mind, and at the same time continued to imagine the magical effect again.
Under Ke Wen's gaze, the books on the bed suddenly bounced, but in the end they didn't float up successfully, but stopped moving.
"No way..." Ke Wen scratched the back of his head, stared at the book and murmured, "The silent spellcasting was successful, but what is the point of casting spells without a stick?"
He was thinking hard, when suddenly the door was opened, and two roommates rushed in, completely interrupting Kewen's train of thought.
"Hey Kewen, what are you doing standing there?" the freckled boy Selt asked curiously as he walked towards his bed.
"It's nothing." Ke Wen sighed helplessly in his heart, and smiled perfunctorily on his face: "I'm thinking about what to do next."
"Speaking of..." Ke Wen continued: "Aren't you chatting with your classmates below? Why are you back?"
"It's because of us." The skinny boy Dana said with a bitter face, "We haven't done our homework yet."
"Uh..." Ke Wen was speechless, thinking how long it has been since get out of class ends at 3:00 in the afternoon, and what have you been doing for so long...
"Kevin, have you finished your History of Magic homework?" Selt had found the homework book, turned around and asked, "Do you want to go down and write it with us?"
"That's right, Ke Wen." Dana said the same: "There are five of them in the next bedroom, and they will do homework with us later, will you go? If you write together, you can discuss with each other."
"No, no, no." Ke Wen waved his hands and shook his head: "I've finished writing, you guys go and write."
"Oh, okay." Dana responded, grabbed the homework book, and after greeting Cowen with Selt, the two hurried out of the dormitory.
Ke Wen watched their backs disappear, then sighed helplessly, took out his wand, and silently pointed at the bedroom door.
With a 'snap', the door quickly closed.
"Hey, it seems that I still need a place where no one will disturb me to practice magic." Cowen said as he walked towards the bed.
Taking off his robe, Corwen took off his shoes and went to bed. After brightening up the kerosene lamp on the bedside table, he leaned his upper body against the head of the bed and looked at the book in his hand that he had just used to practice the spell...
(end of this chapter)