With less than a week left in the Easter holiday, Felix suddenly gave up all activities and hid in the Room of Requirement to practice memory magic and the Patronus Charm. He had a premonition that his magic was going to undergo a qualitative change.

It was a very strange feeling, both smooth and awkward at the same time.

As time went by, even the students who met him in the corridor by chance noticed that Felix was not in a good state.

"Professor? Are you feeling unwell?" Hermione looked at his silver eyes and asked carefully.

When Professor Hep looked over, she felt that her thoughts were easily seen through.

Felix turned his head and said gently: "It's okay, it's just that some magic has improved, it will be fine after a while."

On the last day of the Easter holiday, in the Room of Requirement

, he was sitting in a large bronze armchair, leaning forward, his chin supported by his slender fingers, as if he was in eternal thinking.

Felix's heart was filled with ripples, and the memories of using the Patronus spell in the past kept coming to his mind. From

the first successful appearance of the Patronus in the fifth grade,

to the companionship during the night tour of the Forbidden Forest,

to the battle when he encountered the bat during the graduation tour,

and countless times of practice day after day...

Every time he waved his wand, every time he thought and felt, every time he gathered happiness, every time he watched it flutter across the sky...

These past memories, like a volcanic eruption, came to his mind in an instant.

But Felix was no longer as helpless as he was in the fourth grade. He had rich experience, and with the help of his breakthrough in memory magic a few days ago, he kept sorting out his chaotic thoughts.

The mind hut was like a traceless extension spell, constantly expanding and extending. The books in the hut were like being swept by the wind and flipping, and the various magic symbols burst into brilliant light.

Countless silver wings appeared in his mind, filling his entire world of thought, and then at a certain moment, these swifts gathered towards the center.

The speed was extremely fast!

Silver figures collided with each other, exploding into large balls of silver mist. Thousands of swifts followed one after another, and the silver mist in the center kept rolling, as if brewing something.

In the room of the Request, Felix's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his light blue pupils burst into dazzling silver light.

When the light reached its peak, Felix drew out his wand and quickly thrust forward

"Expecto Patronus!"

A ball of silver light suddenly exploded, first rapidly expanding, completely engulfing Felix's figure, and instantly spreading to half of the room. After a brief pause, the silver light quickly shrank and condensed into a silver swift.

That was Felix's new patronus.

This swift was much larger than its normal size, and looked like the size of an owl. Its body was covered with dense spots of light.

These spots of light were connected to each other by tiny filaments, just like the bones and blood vessels of a patronus.

When the last ray of silver light merged into the patronus, all these spots of light and filaments could not be seen.

What appeared in front of Felix was a brand new Patronus with a physical body.

A sixth-level Patronus Charm!

He and the silver swift looked at each other, as if he could sense its thoughts. It spread its sickle-shaped wings and shuttled through the room like a flash of lightning. Looking around, there was an endless silver trail.

"You're getting faster again." Felix said in admiration.

The swift suddenly appeared in front of him, floating in the air, and made a short cry to express its inner joy to Felix.

Felix stretched out his index finger and gently touched its head. It had a solid texture. If you didn't look at the silver light on it, others would probably think it was a mutated bird.

The swift rubbed his finger, conveying the joy in his heart.

Felix also showed a satisfied smile. On the eve of the end of Easter, he finally turned the accumulation of recent period of time into reality.

Six transformations of Occlumency!

Six transformations of Legilimency!

Six transformations of Oblivion!

Six transformations of Patronus Charm!

The breakthroughs of the other three magics came naturally. They had already reached the top of level five. In less than a year after returning to Hogwarts, their magic foundation was constantly deepened due to some experiences

, from the formation and practice of magic in the Mind Hut, to the communication of memory magic with Snape, to Lockhart's magic notebook... until the thousand-year memory of Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw in the Room of Requirement, which showed him the top memory magic.

With the help of the crown, everything made his memory magic change naturally.

And when the memory magic transformed, the breakthrough of the Patronus Charm was a matter of course.

After all, he did not have any obstacles. Ms. Ravenclaw directly told him the existence and location of the memory node, saving him countless time. It was just that he was limited by the lack of control ability of memory magic, which seemed a bit strenuous...

The silver swift landed on his shoulder and pecked his ear gently.

Felix's thoughts flew, and he once again pondered a question that had troubled him for a long time, the golden finger.

What exactly is his golden finger? Or, does the golden finger really exist?

There is no panel, no prompt, no sudden pop-up of other people's thoughts...

There is only tireless practice and natural transformation, and Felix also named his magic as level one, level two according to the number of transformations...

Perhaps this is the essence of his "golden finger"

An innate magical talent?

The magic world has never lacked talented people, such as Parseltongue and Metamorphmagus;

there are also talents in a certain field, such as flying, advanced transformation, potions, or even just having a strength beyond ordinary people in a certain magic...

Such examples are common in history, but how many people can bring their talents to the extreme?

And Felix did it.

His own perseverance and wisdom, as well as his unique magical talent, have made him what he is today.

"So, does it matter whether it is a gold finger or not?"

Felix smiled, looked at the silver swift on his shoulder, and walked out of the Room of Requirement.

In front of a window, Felix gently tapped the forehead of the patronus, "Go, bring me a moon dew flower from the forbidden forest."

The swift spread its wings, turned into a silver streamer and quickly disappeared into the night sky.

Felix looked at the silver trail it left, and suddenly remembered the ancient poem he saw in the Ravenclaw manuscript:

"The stone turned into a bird, chirping. It crossed the mountains and lakes, and brought back daisies on the red plains."