Hogwarts's Master of Mind

Oliver and Aiden dragged Lockhart all the way to the Hospital Wing.

Madam Pomfrey took Lockhart over. "How did it come to this? Did he teach you powerful dark magic?"

"I was bitten by a Grindylow monster." Aiden shrugged.

"What? Isn't that thing only found in water? Did some naughty little wizard go to the Black Lake and fish the monster out?" Madam Pomfrey was puzzled.

"Maybe that naughty little wizard is him." Aiden pouted at Lockhart.

"Oh, okay. I'll inform the vice-principal about this."

After saying that, Madam Pomfrey began to chase people away.

Time passed, and soon it was Thursday night.

Aiden crawled into his beloved little bed and prepared to go to the duel room.

Close your eyes and come to the pure white duel room again.

As soon as I came in, I saw a large group of people standing there.

"Oh, Aiden, there you are," Professor Flitwick shouted.

"Well, professor, so many people have joined." Aiden looked around and found many familiar faces.

"Of course, this shows that my reputation is still very useful." Professor Flitwick smiled.

Then two people, a man and a woman, wearing green wizard robes came forward.

"Gemma Farley.", "Terence Higgs"

They reached out their hands to Aiden, who returned each one.

"I hope we don't have to duel in the Slytherin dormitory again." Aiden raised an eyebrow.

'Of course.' * 2

"All right, kids, come around." Professor Flitwick clapped his hands.

"Tonight, I will teach you one of the most important points in a duel - defense."

Professor Flitwick's voice echoed in the illusion, and every word was clearly heard by the students.

He demonstrated a basic defensive spell, and circles of silver light burst out from the tip of his wand. These circles spun and spread in the air, forming an indestructible barrier.

"Do you see this halo? This is your first line of defense and the starting point of your counterattack.

You must learn to find your opponent’s weaknesses while protecting yourself.”

Professor Flitwick looked at the little wizards around him and put on a sly smile.

"Then I need a little wizard to work with me."

After saying that, Professor Flitwick raised an eyebrow at Aiden.

"Hey, it's a pity that this is not the real world, otherwise I would let the old dean know what the magic Gatling is today."

Aiden was about to get up when the system spoke.

"Ding, my poor host, didn't you realize that you can bring your staff in?"

Aiden: 'Hmm! ! ? ? '

"Ding, I clearly used the long staff last time in the Deep Realm, kid, mom is very disappointed in you."

"But didn't you sneak in the flesh last time?" Aiden was puzzled.

"Ding, but your staff is not stored in your body, don't you feel it?"

Aiden immediately used his ability to scan himself and finally found the long staff hiding in the blind spot of his consciousness.

'No, this thing can also become invisible psychologically?'

"Ding, it's a creation of your own blood and scales, what's so strange about that."

'Then isn't it a magical item?'

Just as Aiden was chatting with the system, Professor Flitwick spoke.

"Aiden, what are you doing? Are you scared?" Professor Flitwick used provocation.

This time, it was Aiden's turn to put a smirk on his face.

"Professor, are you ready?"

"Come on." Professor Flitwick struck a pose.

The long staff instantly appeared in Aiden's hand, and three beams of light rushed towards Professor Flitwick at an extremely fast speed.

A crisp "crack" sound echoed all around, and Professor Flitwick's defensive spell was shattered.

"That's it?" Professor Flitwick was shocked.

"Yes, professor, this is what I mentioned in the letter. It is to accelerate the construction of runes through thinking and then form powerful magic." Aiden said proudly.

"Didn't you say there were two more kinds? Let me see." Professor Flitwick shouted excitedly.

Then Aiden flew up easily, and Professor Flitwick shot his wand at him, but a barrier made of multiple hexagonal crystals blocked it.

“Well, magic, I thought your magic was still in the conceptual stage at first.

So what are you going to do now, continue publishing papers like the last magic?" Professor Flitwick asked.

"No, professor, I plan to promote these magics in school first. This kind of magic, which is different from spells, may be resisted."

Aiden glanced at the little wizard standing beside him and continued,

"Then, these three magics will be the welfare of our association. After all, as the president, I have to do something to attract people to join the association."

Aiden winked at Professor Flitwick.

"Okay, great.", "I want to learn how to fly.", "Then I'll use attack magic, beams are so cool."......

The little wizards started discussing among themselves.

"Then this class will be handed over to Professor Aiden." Professor Flitwick joked.

"Okay everyone, for beginners who are learning this magic for the first time, I need you to master this rune Nauthiz (?)"

As Aiden explained, he drew a huge ? in the air with his magic wand.

"Pay attention to maintaining inner balance while writing, which can help you tap into your inner strength."

After the demonstration, Aiden asked the little wizards to start practicing.

"Professor, please look after them and give them some guidance."

After all, Professor Flitwick has been immersed in spells for many years, so a simple rune will definitely not be difficult for him.

After hearing Aiden's request, he shuttled between the young wizards to provide guidance.

"Okay, it's time for extra practice, my dear brother Ron." Aiden walked towards Ron with a smile.

"Wait, what are you doing? Don't come over here." Ron stepped back.

Then fog rose in the area where Ron and Aiden were, and screams could be heard from time to time.

Soon, the fog dissipated and Ron fell to the ground.

"Forget it, your level of spells is pretty solid. Finish reading the book I gave you as soon as possible, otherwise I will write back and tell my aunt." Aiden threatened.

Finally, the young wizards were able to use runes skillfully, and the time was almost up.

Professor Flitwick dismissed everyone and told them to attend the event at the same time next week.

Ron returned to the real world and found Neville shivering under the quilt.

"What's wrong, Neville?" Ron patted Neville gently.

"Oh, it's Ron." Neville poked his head out from under the quilt carefully and said, "It's really terrible."

"What's so scary?" Ron was a little confused.

"It's Harry. Every time you fall asleep on Thursdays, Harry talks in his sleep.

He would speak in a hoarse voice and say things I didn't know." Neville said.

"Oh, it's okay. We used magic to join a dueling society. I guess Harry is dueling with someone."

Ron didn't care, but instead imagined the reason and comforted Neville.

"I see." Neville lay down with peace of mind and fell asleep.