Chapter 19 Professor Flitwick's Surprise

Mike quickly came to Professor Flitwick's office, carefully checked his appearance and found that there was no need to improve, then he knocked on the door of the office.

After hearing Flitwick's slightly shrill voice, Mike pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered the office, Mike smelled a strong sweet fragrance in the office. The cup on the table in front of Professor Flitwick was steaming, and the smell came from there.

"What are you standing there for? Please take a seat." Flitwick waved his wand, and a chair opposite him automatically opened. "How have you been recently, Mike?"

Mike said to Flitwick that he was fine, but his attention was still on the unknown drink. The sweet fragrance was really a bit greasy.

Noticing that Mike had been looking at the cup of sweet tea, Flitwick waved his wand and replaced it with new tea for Mike.

"That was what the last guest drank. That guest especially liked sweet things."

Mike thought he might have guessed who it was.

"It seems that you have found the room. How is it? Not bad, right?" Flitwick asked.

"It's amazing. That room is like a wishing machine. It gives me whatever I want." Mike pretended to be very excited and said, "And I can feel the existence of magic there. The feeling is indescribable."

"You feel it? How is this possible?" Professor Flitwick's eyebrows seemed to fly in surprise. "You are really the most talented little Ravenclaw I have ever seen."

Mike took a sip of the freshly brewed tea on the table and looked very proud.

"Being able to sense magic means that you already have the potential to become a real wizard. You know, in the past when spells were not simplified, only those who could sense magic were considered qualified to learn magic.

But even in that era when wizards were prosperous, there were not many young wizards who could do this at your age. You really surprised me."

"Thank you for your compliment, Dean Flitwick."

"What you need to do next is to meditate continuously. Meditation can enhance your ability to perceive and control magic.

But be careful not to meditate for more than 10 minutes a day. You are still young and your mental strength is not strong enough. If you meditate for too long, you will become depressed.

If you overdraw your mental strength for a long time, it may cause irreparable damage to your spirit. This is not a joke. Be careful."

Mike nodded in agreement, but he was wondering in his heart that he meditated for about half an hour every day, but he didn't feel anything unusual. Is it because he was an adult in his previous life, so his mental strength is particularly strong? Or is it because of the beverages he often drinks?

Professor Flitwick was still in an excited mood. He had jumped down from the special high chair and walked back and forth in the office with his short legs, as if he was looking for something.

"Aha! Found it. Mike, this is for you." Flitwick threw a wooden box to Mike, "Young wizards with excellent performance should be rewarded. Open it and take a look." Mike took

the wooden box and opened it. Inside was a pendant that looked like a raven.

The pendant was pitch black but reflected a kind of dim light, especially the light flowing on the raven's eyes seemed to be alive. The material of the pendant could not be identified, but it felt cool to the touch. It can be expected that if it is worn against the skin, it will definitely be very cool in the summer.

"What are you doing? Try it on." Professor Flitwick was impatient. Seeing Mike in a daze, he urged, "This is an antique. It was made by ancient wizards to help young wizards perceive and control magic. Currently, there are no more than ten people in the entire wizarding world who can make such a pendant."

Mike put on the pendant. Unexpectedly, the feeling of the pendant against his skin was not as cold as he had guessed before. Instead, it was a little warm, a bit like the feeling of jade.

"Does it have a name?"

"Of course, it is one of the treasures left by Ms. Ravenclaw, called greed. It means never give up the thirst for knowledge."

"Greed? I like it very much! Thank you so much, Dean Flitwick."

Flitwick smiled and waved his hand and said, "As I just said, young wizards who perform well should be rewarded. In addition, how is your flying class?"

Speaking of flying class, Mike is really hard to describe. Mike was a bank robber in his previous life. He was not the kind of outdated robber in the 1980s, but a representative of excellent robbers in the new century.

Do you know what an excellent robber in the new century is?

It is the kind that has all kinds of black technology. Mike even thinks that if he had not failed the civil service exam, he could have become a federal agent.

Such Mike is naturally no stranger to flying. He knows parachuting, hang gliding, and even wing suit flying. With these experiences, Mike is naturally like a duck in water when using a flying broom. However, the flying broom in the wizarding world is really weird.

The brooms used by the school for their classes do not have the magic cushions that Mike expected. When students ride on the brooms, they are just riding on a wooden stick.

That feeling is so sour and refreshing, and the turning of the flying broom is particularly difficult, which depends entirely on the user's center of gravity. The combination of the two is a complete failure. If you are not careful, you will be upside down, so Mike's first flying class ended quickly, and Mike couldn't stand it at all.

Only those little wizards who are flying for the first time and are full of desire for flying can persist.

But even so, Mike flies much better than other little wizards, after all, he is experienced.

"Uh, it's OK." Mike said perfunctorily, "Why do you ask?" "

Harry Potter has joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team. He has become the youngest member to join the Quidditch team in history.

If you have time, go find Penelope and ask her to take you to see Quidditch. I am optimistic about you, Mike."

After that, Flitwick smiled at Mike like a kind father.

Mike shuddered at this smile. You can imagine what it would be like to see a fatherly smile on Professor Flitwick's face that looks like a goblin. To be honest, it is really scary.

Mike hurriedly thanked Flitwick and left the office.

Feeling the greed pendant on his chest that was constantly emitting warmth, Mike couldn't help but laugh.

I never expected dear Flitwick to be so generous. This pendant is a good thing. Mike could clearly feel that his magic perception had increased a lot under the blessing of the pendant, and the magic that he could not control at all before also loosened a little. If

such a thing was put outside, it would probably be snatched up by everyone, right?

With excitement, Mike hurried to the Ravenclaw common room. He didn't have time to feel good about his good luck now. He had more important things to do.