Mom, is this the patron saint?


    Looking at the spirit crow with two wings across the sky, Remus among the students Lupin felt that his previous decades had been in vain.


    What is Hogwarts'' best genius ever?


    This is it.


    "Great."


    Although I''ve heard of Klein for a long time Greendevo is excellent. If he is not limited by his magic, his actual combat ability can even surpass Severus Snape''s head.


    But he didn''t expect that the other party could do so.


    This patron saint has gone beyond common sense.


    Oddly enough, the professors did not object to Klein''s teaching. It is reasonable to say that Klein, a fellow student, is not qualified to teach magic spells.


    Finally, Klein can only conclude that Dumbledore (Hogwarts carrying the handle) said hello in advance.


    "Call God''s guard. This is the mantra of the guardian God mantra. Now let''s practice it."


    Facing a group of little wizards, Klein shook his red sandalwood wand.


    Learning magic spells needs to be done step by step, not overnight.


    Fortunately, the casting of the patron saint curse is not dangerous. Otherwise, he doesn''t trust to let hundreds of little wizards wave their wands together.


    "Call God''s guard."


    After hearing this, hundreds of little wizards couldn''t help being curious and recited the spells they had just learned.


    Of course, they didn''t summon anything.


    "Do it again."


    Klein was not in a hurry.


    "Call God''s guard."


    The little wizards tried again.


    Practicing magic spells is quite boring, but Klein and the little wizards seem very serious. After practicing more than ten times, Klein nodded with satisfaction.


    "Well, now stop your wand and think of something happy or something that makes you feel happy."


    How can you suddenly recall when you practice the patron saint mantra?


    However, although the little wizards were confused, they still chose to believe Klein and honestly recalled it.


    "Well..."


    Lupin was thoughtful.


    In theory, the best age to master the patron saint mantra is about 15.


    Because the younger the age, the more pure, the better the memory is.


    When they grow up, they have their own troubles. Although their casting experience and theoretical knowledge have made great progress, it is not conducive to controlling this kind of magic that needs to use emotion.


    He saw it, Klein Instead of cramming knowledge into students like an ordinary Professor, Greenwald is slowly guiding his classmates - from simplicity to difficulty, step by step in a planned way.


    It''s kind of interesting.


    "Well, pick out one of your favorite clips and keep it in your mind."


    Spells are on the one hand, emotions are on the other hand, and they are indispensable.


    Klein swept the faces of a group of little wizards, Lang said.


    "Now, chant!"


    "Call God''s guard!"


    Because of their trust in Klein, the little wizards did it honestly: they thought about the fragments in their memory and recited the spell loudly.


    With a "buzz", silver white light spots appeared on the tip of their wand.


    The little wizards'' eyes lit up.


    This is


    succeed?


    However, this excitement did not last long, and a weakness from the depths of the soul gushed out of the body.


    "OK, stop."


    Klein knew how much magic a junior wizard could have. He took a hint of magic in his voice, and he forcibly interrupted the spell casting.


    It is worthy of being a difficult spell. The magic consumed is really terrible.


    When the spell was interrupted, many little wizards looked nervous. They felt the lack of magic for the first time in their life.


    "Rest for fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes, we continue."


    It''s not an ox or a horse. It won''t be tired.


    Looking at the little wizard who was obviously depressed, Klein arranged a "recess" very considerate.


    "Hoo ~"


    Hear the word "rest", in the Gryffindor camp, Ron Weasley exhaled with lingering fear.


    Just now he reluctantly lit the tip of his wand, and the whole person was too tired. Now he can finally have a good rest.


    "Klein is great."


    Look at Salazar Harry sighed from his heart about the normal looking boy under the giant statue of Slytherin.


    He scratched his head in frustration when he remembered the huge spirit crow before he began to practice.


    There is a big gap between people~


    "Harry, you''re great, too. I saw it just now."


    Just then, a little girl with red hair said timidly.


    Harry looked over and she blushed.


    "Thank you, Ginny."


    He was still very happy to be praised. Harry, who had little experience in love, smiled - just now he thought about his good time in the Snail House and successfully summoned a misty white fog.


    “？”


    When did your sister learn to blush.


    Ron, sitting on the ground, was suspicious and swept around them.


    "If you have time to look around, you might as well correct your pronunciation. The word" guard "you called God''s guard just now is too high."


    How could boys understand the girl''s mind? Hermione naturally blocked Harry and Ginny, cutting off Ron''s strange sight.


    "Oh ~"


    It''s another top student who calls out the white fog. Ron is a little upset.


    He skimmed his mouth and said which pot didn''t open.


    "Don''t worry about me, Hermione. I caught a glimpse of Slytherin just now. Pansy Parkinson seems to have vaguely summoned animals."


    "Well."


    Hearing this, Hermione was stunned and bit her lips reluctantly.


    Pansy Pankinson did better than her?


    "Is this... True?"


    Just now she was immersed in casting the spell. She was very focused and didn''t see the situation of others.


    "Of course."


    Ron didn''t actually know pansy Parkinson''s condition.


    But who won''t, he promised.


    But he didn''t expect that what he said casually was actually a fact


    The other side.


    "I''m really a genius ~"


    Looking back on the dog like animal just summoned, pansy was happy.


    That should be


    Poodle?


    "That''s great."


    Astoria and her sister Daphne were beside pansy and looked at pansy with envy.


    Their sisters'' talent in the patron saint curse is obviously pitifully low.


    Daphne said that at least she lit the tip of the wand, while Astoria failed to make the wand light up.


    This has something to do with her fear of the "blood curse". Those happy memories seem to have little meaning.


    "Hahaha, if you work hard, it must be OK."


    Pansy shook her hair and was very proud.


    She felt that her talent should be similar to that of the grimgrass sisters, and that unique memory was the real "key".


    She recalled the day when she received the kitten "Keith".