Finally, Zhao Mai saw more than a dozen of his "classmates" in the magic class classroom. Everyone was about the same age, none of whom was less than 25 years old, and the oldest was almost forty. Because they had to have magic power and showed it slightly, but they could not lose control, so such people were quite lucky, but they would not achieve much.

Ms. Ellebera is the lucky but difficult person to achieve. She has a poor talent, but she is also seen by looking for a wizard curse. Her optimistic, gentle and enthusiastic nature prevents her from going crazy. She was very excited when she heard that she could become a witch, and her two children were proven to have potential in this regard, which made her even more ecstatic. She didn't care how much she could achieve. She came to the wizarding world wholeheartedly to explore the way for her children.

Others come from all walks of life, with two teachers, one bridge engineer, and even a Catholic priest named Paul. He is the most contradictory of all. Every time he says God’s blessing, magic will make mistakes, without an exception. Dumbledore patiently enlightens him and tells him that divinity and magic can exist at the same time, but unfortunately there is no big change in the status quo.

"Magic is the use of magic." Dumbledore would wear a pair of small round glasses when teaching, control chalk with a magic wand, write on the blackboard, write every word he said, and even cough inadvertently. "Different spells require corresponding magic to be used. If the magic level is not enough, the spell cannot be used correctly."

"Generally, the casting of a spell requires the correct movements and the correct sounds, which requires a lot of practice. Each of you has the ability to cast spells, but if you encounter a spell that cannot be cast, don't worry. Read and learn more to improve your magic level, or practice a spell multiple times, which can reduce the requirements for the spell for magic. Both paths are gradual processes, and patience and hard work are very important."

When he was about to start teaching mantras, Zhao Mai turned on the recording function of his mobile phone. This is just like when learning a foreign language. Listen more and imitate more, and you can always find the key points.

"The most basic of all spells is the floating spell, and the withdrawal is the wizard's ability to control the surrounding environment. After long-term improvements, the spell is now much shorter than before. Well, everyone has feathers in front of them, so let's fly up today." Dumbledore took out a slender white wand, waved it gently and shook it down: "Yugadim Leviosa".

Zhao Maiting missed this feeling, which reminded him of his school time, especially when he was taking courses that were particularly interested in him. Everyone listened attentively and was happy for the progress he had made. This feeling was very happy. However, later this feeling of happiness was simply quantified and gradually disappeared.

He took out his wand, which had two more forks than the others, and it looked like a branch. Someone made a "pop" laughter, accompanied by a gentle cough to cover it up. "Yugadim Leviosa", Zhao Mai waved and shook, but the feathers did not react at all.

I carefully recalled the spell just now, and recited it several times to make sure that I had no mistakes. "Yugadim Leviosa", Yumao still did not respond.

"Ado." The giant shook his wand. Zhao Mai also brought Ado. After all, he could also make the wand light and possess the talent of casting spells. Unexpectedly, using "Ado" as a spell, the feathers could fly up! Seeing the white feathers flying into the air, Ado was so excited that he danced, "Ado! Ado!"

The feathers can not only float, but also circle and fly in the sky, and finally land obediently on the giant's head. After a while, all the feathers more or less left the table, and only one of them was still on the table.

"Yugadim Leviosa!" No matter how much Zhao Mai waved, he couldn't make the feather fly. Ado came over and waved his wand and shook it. "Ado", he said. The feather flew up, and Ado pointed at the feather with his fingers, making sure that there was no problem with the feather, so he said to Zhao Mai: "Ado, Ado!"

He was actually educated by Aduo. Zhao Mai covered his head and really didn't understand what was going on.

"When I hold a branch, I think I am a wizard?" A voice floated over: "I think you should take a boat back to the east as soon as possible. When will you get rid of ignorance? Civilization is too far away from you!"

Zhao Mai Xunsheng looked and spoke with a middle-aged man who lacked one eye. His left eye was wearing a black eye mask, and there were many potholes on the skin around the eye mask. This must have been shot by a hunting gun, and countless small steel balls were left behind on the face.

"Shut up, you German guy." Another voice sounded: "It's better to worry about yourself than others! Not everyone can stay and continue to study, but you're the countdown."

"Ah, yes, there is indeed such a statement." Dumbledore walked off the podium and stood among the students, just separated the parties quarreling with each other: "Hogwarts cannot accept students without restrictions. Each college has a fixed vacancy in every grade. If all the vacancy at this age is filled, then it can only be reduced by one level. When all possible vacancy is missing, it is indeed impossible to arrange, and I can only say sorry."

Tolkien raised a finger to signal, Dumbledore nodded, "Please say." "How many vacancies are there in total?"

"Thirty people can be arranged in grades one to three, and it is estimated that forty students will soon gather here." Dumbledore said: "But don't worry, even if you don't go to Hogwarts, it doesn't mean you can't learn magic. We will expand our teacher level as soon as possible. I guess after the wizard curse is mature, all schools will usher in an enrollment peak."

"Where are in the fourth grade or above?" Tolkien asked.

"Good question." Dumbledore nodded with an admiring smile: "The fourth grade was admitted four years ago. The number of students in that year was very small, and the previous few years was the same, so there were still many vacancies. If you have that level, I think it is definitely possible to arrange it. Wizards need talent, hard work and diligence, and the two are more important. OK, classmates, please focus on practicing your spells. Be worried about the exam now. So what else can you worry about before the exam?"

After saying that, he slowly walked to Zhao Mai: "Student Mike, have you encountered any problems?"

"I don't know what problems I'm facing, so I can't solve them." Zhao Mai waved his wand "Yugadim Leviosa" and his feathers remained motionless.

"Your voice and movement are fine. The magic is flowing, but it doesn't seem to know what to do." Dumbledore frowned and gently stroked his short beard. "Ahh, I have an idea. Magic is an extension of the mind. If you can hold a fork with your hands, you will naturally not choose to use your feet, at least not force that. I remember you were able to build a barrier to the mind. Do you have other ways to make the feathers fly?"

"Apart from the wand and spell? That's very simple." Zhao Mai's eyes blinked and released a trace of spiritual power, the feathers floated up, hovered steadily in the air, and then rotated at a fixed degree.

"It's almost the same as what I thought." Dumbledore was obviously in deep thought, and after a while he said: "This situation is very complicated and difficult. Give me time to think about what to do."

"Ado!" Ado secretly stretched over the wand and tried to let Zhao Mai's feathers fly away. However, his magic power could not resist Zhao Mai's spiritual power, causing his own wand to bounce out. The giant immediately chased after him, squeezed all three rows of tables together, and many wizards were pressed in the middle, wailing.
Chapter completed!