The third-grade ancient magic class has been on track. After studying two excerpts from magic notes that were a bit weird, they finally had their first interesting class.

Felix stood on the podium and said, "Put away your textbooks. We will try something new today."

The little wizards were excited. "I've been looking forward to this day for a long time!" Dean Thomas said, "Professor Hep's class is always full of new possibilities. I've heard this for a whole year!"

Felix was used to the chattering of the little wizards. He took out a palm-sized wooden box from his jacket pocket, waved to the students, and then put the box on the desk. "I took the time to do this. The original intention was to train my control of practical ancient magic. But then I thought, why not make more use of it?"

He took out his wand and touched the tip of the wand on the lid of the small wooden box. Circles of golden and red magic patterns woke up from their slumber and emerged from the surface of the box.

Felix fiddled with it casually, and the magic patterns separated layer by layer -

"Click!"

The box was opened.

"What's inside?"

"I want to know, too." There was

a lot of noise from the audience.

Felix looked at the students in the audience with emotion. As a professor, he could easily distinguish the difference between the two colleges. The Gryffindor students were more emotional, and most of them stretched their necks to look. They were eager to know what was in the box. In contrast, the Slytherin students were much more reserved. Their eyes were also full of curiosity, but except for a few guys who looked stupid, most students could restrain themselves.

It was not a matter of superiority or inferiority, but just represented two different characteristics.

Soon, a magic symbol jumped out of the box. Hermione recognized it at first sight. It was a magic symbol that meant the power of a bison. She couldn't help but puff up her cheeks. These days, thanks to Lee Jordan's big mouth, her reputation has become more and more famous. Breaking the armrest of the chair and threatening Draco Malfoy were brought out and talked about.

Many young wizards from other colleges came here to chatter and want to see her ability.

There were not many students who could recognize the rune at a glance like Hermione. For example, Draco just felt that the rune looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The next moment, the second rune symbol flew out of the box, followed by the third, the fourth...

Hundreds of runes of different colors flew out in succession, and the box suddenly closed. The young wizards looked at the rune symbols floating near the podium with wide eyes, and were shocked.

They cast their eyes on Professor Hepp, who was looking at the group of runes in front of him with satisfaction. Then, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed, and hundreds of runes gathered together flew everywhere, filling up most of the classroom in just a few seconds.

The young wizards looked up at the magic symbols flashing with various colors in the air. Some of them looked like candles floating in the air at the dinner in the auditorium, but these runes were closer to them, and they could reach out and grab one.

Seamus Finnigan couldn't help but touch a fiery red rune in front of him with his wand, and it suddenly sprinkled a small orange flame and floated away. Seamus was startled.

Felix cleared his throat, swung his wand to draw an arc, and the magic rune symbol stopped for a moment.

"Next, I will teach you a little trick to perceive magic. You need to pick out the five magic runes that you think are most familiar in this class and record their shapes on parchment."

"Friendly reminder, this is related to the score of the practical part of your final exam."

The other students looked at him with eager eyes, "What are we waiting for?" Seamus shouted loudly, and there was a low laugh from the bottom.

Felix explained the so-called technique, "It's actually very simple, reach out and touch the symbol to perceive the magic inside it. The more you 'see', the more it matches you... You can start!"

Ron whispered to Harry, "It sounds like something Trelawney would say."

Harry couldn't help but glance at Hermione. She had a lot of complaints about Professor Trelawney, and more than once laughed at the unreliability of the terms such as "third eye" and "sight" - these are professional terms used by the professor of divination to describe whether a little wizard has the talent for divination.

Similar words include "the aura surrounding you", "receptivity to future resonances", etc. Unfortunately, Hermione was classified as someone who had no talent for divination.

In the past, when this name was mentioned, she always had a lot to say, but this time, Hermione did not respond. She quietly approached Professor Hep and asked something in a low voice.

Harry's heart moved, and he pulled Ron to follow.

"--Is there any intention?" He barely heard the second half of Hermione's words.

"To prepare for the first event of the Magic Rune Club." Felix explained. "It is also to verify a possibility - if wizards are born with spells that are more suitable for them, such as Potter's Disarming Charm," he nodded to Harry, "then does the ancient runes have a similar situation?"

Hermione understood, "Do you think everyone has the most suitable ancient runes for themselves? What we have to do now is to find it out based on our feelings?" Felix

said, "I'm just guessing, but it's worth a try."

Harry couldn't help but interrupt and asked, "Professor, are the results of the Rune Club out? Ron and I..."

Felix glanced at him, "Your papers... barely passed, and were ranked in the second tier."

"Second tier?" Harry heard this for the first time, and he planned to ask Hermione later, she must know. But Harry still understood what barely passed, and he and Ron were relieved.

"By the way," he heard Professor Hepp say to him, "How is your duel system paper going?"

"Uh... I'm still writing." Harry said awkwardly. He did take a lot of notes, but the paper was only one-third complete. And now his mind is full of first tier, second tier and so on.

Returning to their seats, Hermione gave an explanation of the grades, "The professor divided the results into three levels, and the lowest level was eliminated directly. In the professor's words, they were just trying their luck and didn't make any preparations."

"Then the second level is qualified, and the first level is excellent?" Ron guessed, this is quite common sense.

"No," Hermione sighed, "The first level is qualified, and as for the second level, the right to audit is reserved. As for whether you come or not, or whether you can keep up with the club's classes, the professor will not care."

Ron opened his mouth wide and couldn't help but raise his voice: "So, we are just making up the numbers?"

"Professor Heppe thinks..." Hermione also raised her voice, "a few of you may be able to keep up with the course, but most of you will fall behind and drop out naturally."

"There are only seven people in the first tier at the moment, which is too few, so the professor plans to pick a few more from the second tier."

Harry couldn't help feeling worried. He felt that there was a high probability that he would fall behind, maybe be eliminated in the first round?