Chapter 352 Vanishing Spell

Harry and his friends did not disappoint Mike. They showed their usual thorny spirit and had a fierce verbal conflict with Professor Umbridge in the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class not long after.

Umbridge was also a person who kept her promises. She showed no mercy in dealing with this matter.

After a verbal battle, the matter ended with Harry being punished with a week of detention.

No one cared too much about this matter. After all, the conflict between Harry and Umbridge was nothing compared to the conflict between Mike and Umbridge before.

Even Harry himself did not care too much, because he had been detained by Snape before, and according to his previous experience, the so-called detention was at most some punitive labor.

What's more, Mike had been detained by Umbridge before, and from his description afterwards, Umbridge's detention did not seem to be that terrible.

This can only be said that Harry was too naive, and he soon paid the price for his naivety.

"Harry, Umbridge didn't make things difficult for you last night, did she?"

In the hall, Mike sat next to Harry and others who were eating breakfast, and asked while looking at the back of Harry's hands intentionally or unintentionally.

As expected by Mike, there was a faint red mark on the back of Harry's left hand, which looked like tender flesh that had grown after the injury, but the color was very light, and it could not be seen without careful observation.

"It's not too bad, Harry told us that the old witch only punished him to copy sentences."

Ron answered quickly. Ever since Mike stood up for him on the Hogwarts Express, he cherished the opportunity to communicate with Mike very much.

Hearing this, Harry's action of cutting sausages in his hand also stagnated, and he quietly pulled up the sleeve of his left hand, just covering the scar on the back of his hand.

This made Mike feel a little funny.

Mike, who has read the original novel, knows very well that Umbridge's punishment is not as simple as simply copying sentences. As the Deputy Minister of Magic, Umbridge has mastered many terrifying punishment methods, and she herself is an extremely cruel person.

The feather pen she gave Harry to copy the sentence is a torture instrument brought from the Ministry of Magic.

This special feather pen does not need any ink when writing. Whenever it leaves a mark on parchment, it will automatically draw the same blood mark on the back of the user's other hand, and absorb the blood inside as ink to write on the parchment.

This pen also has a very magical effect, that is, the wound it creates will heal in a very short time, unless a lot of repetitive content is written repeatedly in a short period of time, otherwise it will not leave any marks at all.

Mike doesn't know whether the purpose of inventing this pen is to torture others, but this wonderful feature undoubtedly makes it the best tool for Umbridge to punish students.

Mike stared at Harry's hand and fell into deep thought, while Harry's scalp was numb because of his stare, and he couldn't help asking:

"Mike, what's wrong with you?"

"Huh? Oh! I'm just a little sleepy." Mike made up an excuse and then asked, "Is what Ron said true? She put you in detention just to make you copy sentences?"

Harry's expression was a little unnatural, but after a moment of silence, he nodded silently.

"Oh, this doesn't look like a terrible punishment..."

Listening to Mike's words, Harry's expression became more and more depressed, and at the same time, his right hand covered the back of his left hand, as if it was hurting there.

This made Mike want to laugh, because Harry obviously didn't mean to tell the truth, and he didn't even want to tell the details of the detention.

Obviously, if he told this kind of thing, someone would come forward to help him solve it, but he just didn't want to say it.

Mike didn't understand this very much, and in the end he could only classify it as a common brain cramp in teenagers during puberty.

"I thought so too," Ron answered again, "The only downside is that he can't participate in Quidditch practice because of detention."

Ron's expression was very complicated, with envy and some melancholy.

After a pause, he continued:

"Mike, the Quidditch school team will start selection in a while, do you think I should participate?"

"Huh?" Mike was stunned for a moment, and said instinctively, "Are you going to be a goalkeeper?"

"How did you know!?"

Ron was surprised, but soon recovered and asked excitedly:

"I almost forgot that you are also a member of the Ravenclaw school team and you also know Quidditch. Then give me some advice quickly. Do you think I can succeed in the selection this time?"

"Emm..."

Mike was speechless. He had seen Ron's goalkeeping skills, which were really hard to describe.

Just when Mike didn't know how to answer, Hermione's voice suddenly came from the side.

"We are going to take the OWL exam this year. You are still thinking about taking part in the Quidditch selection? If Mrs. Weasley knew, she would definitely skin you alive!"

Mike looked over and saw Hermione holding a thick stack of books, walking towards them quickly.

Ron seemed to think of his mother's angry look at this moment, and his body trembled violently.

"If you ask me, Harry, you should also quit the Quidditch team." Hermione sat next to Mike. "The OWL exam is the most important for us this year. I bet that if you put all the energy you usually spend on Quidditch into studying, you can at least take three A's back in the end!"

Harry used a fork to pick at the sausages on the plate, and had no intention of paying any attention to Hermione.

After bombarding Harry and Ron, Hermione moved her eyes to Mike.

Mike was a little overwhelmed, but Hermione just snorted and looked away.

This made Ron feel a little disappointed. He and Harry were often scolded by Hermione these days. Now he finally saw Hermione scolding others, but Hermione finally gave up.

But he also knew that Mike was different from them. Mike didn't need to care about the results of the OWL exam at all. His current achievements were something they could never surpass in their lifetime.

"Are you... feeling unwell?"

Mike asked carefully, looking at Hermione's anxious look.

How could Hermione not understand Mike's meaning? Hermione's face suddenly turned red and she turned to look at Mike fiercely and said:

"Mind your own business! Your next class is Transfiguration. If you can't complete the Disappearing Spell, Professor McGonagall will definitely kill you!"

Mike laughed. Hermione's reaction undoubtedly confirmed his guess.

"I suggest you drink more hot water. Really, this is what Zhou Hong told me. I heard it is a secret recipe from the ancient East!"

The blush on Hermione's face spread to her ears. She stretched out her hand to hit Mike, but the latter dodged cleverly and quickly disappeared in the hall.

Hearing Mike's laughter, Hermione's face became even redder, and she couldn't help but curse inwardly:

"Rogue!"

...

After teasing Hermione, Mike was in a good mood. He hummed a little tune all the way and went to the Transfiguration classroom.

This was their first Transfiguration class of the semester, and most of the students were relaxed. When Mike arrived at the classroom, he saw all the students' smiling faces.

Obviously, they all thought that even Professor McGonagall would not be too strict with them in the first class of the new semester.

However, the reality was cruel. When Professor McGonagall entered the classroom with steady steps, the classroom, which was originally full of laughter and scolding, immediately became quiet.

The reason was that Professor McGonagall's expression was too ugly at the moment.

His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his lips were tightly pressed together, and his eyes were round.

The students were too familiar with this expression. Whenever Professor McGonagall showed this expression on his face, it meant that they would face a storm of scolding.

Sure enough, when the classroom just quieted down, Professor McGonagall said:

"Why don't you say anything? Continue!"

There was silence under the podium, and everyone lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Professor McGonagall's eyes swept over everyone's faces, and when no one dared to speak, she continued:

"I can hear your voices downstairs! This year's OWL exam is coming up, don't you feel nervous at all?!"

The students still lowered their heads and dared not speak.

"This time, considering that it is the first class of the new semester, I will not punish you! But if I encounter this situation again next time, you will all be punished to copy the textbook! Do you understand?"

"I understand."

Some weak voices sparsely rang out under the podium.

"What did you say?" McGonagall said, "Speak louder!"

"I understand!"

All the students shouted in unison, and it was not until then that McGonagall nodded in satisfaction and said loudly:

"Well, now please take out "Advanced Transfiguration" and turn to page 104. What we are going to learn today is the Vanishing Spell."

Hearing this, many Ravenclaw students who had previewed the entire book immediately looked at each other, all with a look of shock on their faces.

The Vanishing Charm is a very difficult Transfiguration Charm. It is definitely one of the most difficult spells to learn this year. Everyone couldn't believe that Professor McGonagall would let them learn this spell right away!

Can anyone really learn this?

Professor McGonagall saw all the little movements of the people in the audience.

But she was not angry, because the reason why these students had such a reaction was precisely because they had done some preparation and had a certain understanding of the Vanishing Charm.

This was a good thing.

At the same time, she couldn't help but nodded. Ravenclaw is worthy of being the school of academic masters. The proportion of students who have done pre-study

is much higher than that of Gryffindor. "Hmm!" Professor McGonagall coughed lightly, and everyone immediately stopped their small movements. "Students who have done pre-study should already know it, right? The Vanishing Spell is an extremely difficult Transfiguration Spell. Its effect is very simple, that is, it can make living and dead things disappear. Listen carefully, it's not invisibility or something, but real disappearance, turning into nothingness, understand?"

Hearing this, Mike narrowed his eyes and raised his hand and said, "Professor, can the Vanishing Spell be used on humans? Can the disappeared objects or creatures come back?"

"Mike, I don't recommend that you use this spell on humans, because it often leads to irreversible consequences." McGonagall's eyes were a little terrifying, as if warning Mike not to make mistakes. "And as for your second question, my answer is yes! The disappeared objects can indeed be recalled, but the spell to recall them is not in your learning content this year!"

Mike was obviously not satisfied with McGonagall's answer, and wanted to continue asking, but McGonagall did not intend to continue answering.

She completely ignored Mike, took out a big box and handed it to a classmate next to her, then said:

"Distribute it."

"There are snails in it, and each of you will receive one later. And your task in this class is to try to make it disappear. Strictly speaking, this is not too difficult. After all, snails are invertebrates, and it is much easier to make them disappear than animals like mice and toads."

Soon, everyone got a small snail in their hands.

But McGonagall did not let everyone try it immediately. Instead, she explained to everyone the spell of the Vanishing Spell (vanish without a trace) and the volume and tone required to release the Vanishing Spell, the method and amplitude of waving the wand, and many other issues.

This class was taken by Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff together. Compared with the badgers, the members of Ravenclaw were obviously smarter and understood the content explained by Professor McGonagall faster.

Professor McGonagall did not mean to favor Ravenclaw. She demonstrated the tricks of the Vanishing Spell over and over again until she thought that everyone should have roughly grasped the key points before listening.

"Okay, students, please wave your wands."

Following McGonagall's order, the Ravenclaws immediately took out their wands and pointed them at the snail in front of them, while most of the Hufflepuffs looked at Ravenclaw anxiously.

Obviously, most of the Hufflepuffs were not confident in themselves, and they wanted to see Ravenclaw demonstrate a few more times.

"Vanishing without a trace!"

Franklin next to McGonagall waved his wand impatiently, but the snail in front of him did not change at all and continued to crawl slowly on his desk.

Franklin pouted and looked around for a while. Seeing that all the classmates around him had failed, he smiled again.

Then he looked at Mike. There were many people who looked at Mike like him. Most of them were guys who had failed in their attempts. They were eager to see if Mike, the great genius, would fail like them.

If he failed, they would feel comfortable!

Mike naturally noticed those burning gazes. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he slowly took out his wand...