Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

Vizette scanned the books in her mind and found "Standard Spells, Level Three".

These books, memorized in her mind, could be found at an extremely fast speed by Vizette, as easily as searching for keywords on a computer, as long as she intentionally searched for related texts.

The Standard Spells series consists of seven books, corresponding to the seven years of spell lessons at Hogwarts.

For this reason, when he was browsing books at Flourish and Blotts, he simply wrote down all seven books.

He read aloud from the description in "Standard Spells, Level 3": "Mr. Jordan, the spell for the Restoration Spell is 'Reparo'."

"If you need a full explanation of this magic, then it should be 'a spell that can be used to seamlessly repair most broken objects'."

"Are you sure?" Lee Jordan's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a lifeline, and he grabbed Vizet's shoulder.

"Is that book you left in Africa called 'Standard Spells, Level Three'?"

"Yes, yes, yes! This is the one!"

"Then that's it. When I bought the book, I thought it was quite interesting, so I made a note of it."

"You...you wrote it down? Is that something a normal person can do? You really don't know the mysterious person?"

“Yes, I remembered it right away when you read the question aloud.” Wiese nodded. “If you’re still worried, you can ask Fred and George to check the answers when they come over.”

“I’ll try it myself first.” Lee Jordan pulled a tissue from his pocket, tore it into several pieces, and said, “Rep…aro…restored to new condition!”

He practiced the question on the preview test repeatedly, and after about ten attempts, he managed to piece the tissues together.

Magic requires trial and error. The fact that the tissues can be pieced together without falling apart shows that the principle and incantation of the repair spell are correct.

"Genius! You're a genius, bro!" Lee Jordan's way of addressing him changed. He grabbed the practice test paper and said, "Take another look at it for me!"

Chapter 20 Gryffindor needs someone like you

The test paper consisted of a large number of fill-in-the-blank questions. If you had really done your preparation, the test paper wasn't too difficult.

Vizette pointed to the empty seat and said, “1754, Office for the Prohibition of the Abuse of Magic, Ministry of Magic, England, Aurabella Natley, to repair the Colosseum in Rome that was accidentally destroyed.”

"Dude! You're amazing!" Lee Jordan gave him a thumbs up and immediately started writing, filling in the correct answer in the blank space.

"The Guardian Charm, spelled 'Expecto Patronum,' means 'an ancient and mysterious spell that can summon a magical guardian deity'..."

One by one, the blank spaces on the preview test paper were filled in. Qiu Zhang, who had been secretly laughing, changed his expression and looked at Vizet with surprise.

woo woo woo woo!

With a resounding whistle, the Hogwarts Express finally set off.

Outside the window, countless parents waved goodbye, and many younger children cried and chased after the train.

As the train sped up, the crying and chasing children were left behind, only able to wave goodbye.

Now that they are truly free from their parents' control, many children are finally showing expressions of relief, pulling out their wands from their pockets, and laughter and playful shouts fill the train.

After finishing his homework, Lee Jordan was full of energy again. "Let me tell you! I met a lot of wizards in Africa and even learned a magic spell that doesn't require a wand!"

Qiu Zhang became interested. "Wandless spellcasting? I've read about it in books. It seems like Africa is quite good at this."

Lee Jordan waved his hand: "It's not simple staffless spellcasting, it's magic done through gestures! I'll demonstrate... show you."

He rolled up his sleeves and performed a series of fancy movements, clapping his hands loudly.

But nothing happened; no special light appeared, and nothing unusual occurred.

Qiu Zhang murmured softly, then cautiously inquired, "Are you sure this is magic? What kind of magic does it have?"

"Hmm... how about I try again?" Lee Jordan scratched his head, pulled his sleeves up to his shoulders, and clapped his hands loudly again.

"Merlin's briefs! Are you being controlled by an African wizard?" a voice with an exaggerated tone rang out.

Fred slipped in, grabbed Lee Jordan's shoulders and shook him violently. "Don't get hurt! We're waiting for your bag spider!"

“Hey! Vizette, you’re here too!” George followed closely behind, waving and greeting him. “Oh... and the girl who distracted Cedric.”

Qiu Zhang nodded without saying much, but her ears turned slightly red.

“Of course I’m fine!” Lee Jordan shook off Fred’s hands. “Be careful, you might have crushed the bag spider!”

“Then we’ll regret it for the rest of our lives!” George made a praying gesture. “Hurry up and get it out!”

In an instant, all five people's attention was drawn to it.

Qiu Zhang was mainly on guard, afraid that the hairy spider would suddenly leap up and jump in front of her.

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan admired and marveled at the abundance of bristles on the bag spider's body.

Vizette used her magical eye, like an X-ray machine, to scan the bag spider's body back and forth.

Apart from the fangs and venom glands emitting a ghostly green glow, the rest of the bag spider's body did not glow, appearing as a hazy gray.

Vizette focused her attention on the green light emanating from the fangs and venom glands; there seemed to be a symbol within the green light.

However, the symbol is too blurry to make out its specific structure.

A hand suddenly appeared where the fangs were, and the bag spider did not hesitate at all, biting the hand and injecting its magical venom into it.

As the venom was fully injected, the green light of the fangs and venom glands dimmed immediately.

The hand belonged to Fred, and the bite mark was swollen at a visible rate.

Cho Zhang's eyes widened, and she instinctively drew her wand. "Why did you put your hand there yourself?!"

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious." George remained calm, pulling something that looked like a suction cup from his pocket and slapping it onto the bite mark.

The suction cup seemed to come alive, actually making a "gurgling" sound.

The magical venom flowed down the wound, was absorbed by the suction cup, and gathered in the small glass bottle at the top.

Fred's hand quickly went down in swelling, leaving two small, rice-grain-sized cuts.

Lee Jordan wasn't idle either; he took out a green leaf, chewed it hastily, and spat it onto his wound.

A few wisps of green smoke slowly dissipated. When he brushed aside the green leaves, the wound had completely healed, but it was smoother than the surrounding area.

Fred then grimaced and let out a long breath, "That bag spider was really tough! It hurt like hell!"

“But we got this!” George removed the glass bottle and gently shook the green venom inside. “Fat Tongue Toffee, here we come!”

Fred smiled. "But remember, next time you'll be the one getting bitten."

Vizette dispelled her magical gaze and asked curiously, "Excuse me... is that Bai Xian?"

“You’re an expert!” Lee Jordan said proudly, puffing out his chest and pulling out a bag full of green leaves. “I got these in Africa, and this whole bag is free!”

"No wonder it healed so quickly, it turns out it's this rare find!" Fred exclaimed in amazement. "I wonder when we'll be able to earn enough money to take our family on a trip."

“It should be soon,” George reassured her, then looked at Vizet, “I didn’t expect you to recognize Bai Xian at a glance.”

“My buddy here is really something!” Lee Jordan put his arm around Vizet’s shoulder, calling him a brother. “While I was waiting for you guys, guess how he finished his homework?”

Fred said, "It's probably just a guess. It's just Professor Flitwick's assignment, not Professor McGonagall's. It's not a big deal."

"Ahem..." Cho Chang coughed twice to indicate that he, as a Ravenclaw, was still there.

“I’m not as irresponsible as Fred,” Lee Jordan said with a grin. “With Wizette’s help, I finished the pre-exam paper.”

"Hmm..." George stroked his chin, "What's the difference between what you're doing and just guessing?"

Lee Jordan suggested, "Why don't we check the test papers? Anyway, I trust him, and trust doesn't need a reason."

Fred and George were both action-oriented, and they quickly took out their practice test papers and checked them word by word.

Even after checking everything, George was still a bit unconvinced, so he also brought out the "Standard Spells, Level 3" and checked the corresponding blanks again.

"Merlin's Mediterranean! How could it be all right... There were some places where I was careless and didn't spell the words correctly..."

“Right?” Lee Jordan said smugly. “If I hadn’t actually cast the Restoration Charm, I wouldn’t have believed it.”

"He's just a freshman, yet he managed to memorize 'Standard Spells, Level 3' in the time he spent buying books in Diagon Alley. Isn't that amazing?"

"Interested in coming to Gryffindor?" Fred's expression suddenly turned serious as he patted Vizette on the shoulder. "We need someone like you!"

Chapter 21: Practicing Summoning Charms, Encountering Miss Sea Otter

“That’s hard to say. The Sorting Ceremony determines the House selection.” George grinned mischievously. “Getting through the Sorting Ceremony… might be a bit difficult.”

“Yes!” Fred blinked, then changed the subject with a regretful tone, “To get into school, you have to go through the dreaded Sorting Ceremony!”

Lee Jordan said solemnly, "Man, I believe in you. It's just a life-or-death duel. It's definitely not difficult for you."

The three of them were of one mind; one of them left behind a bluffing remark and slipped out of the carriage.

Vizette remained calm. "The Sorting Ceremony... shouldn't be that scary, right?"

"I can't say for sure either," Qiu Zhang said with a smile. "We should be able to get to school by evening, and then everything will be revealed."

The train left London and sped across the wilderness.

This place is sparsely populated, with only herds of cattle and sheep and trains for company.

Time quickly came to twelve o'clock, and the bright sunlight shone into the carriage, while the sound of handcart wheels clattering echoed from the aisle.

A plump middle-aged woman pushed open the cubicle door. "Honey, would you like to buy something to eat? Candy, cakes, snacks, pies... we have everything."

As the middle-aged woman spoke, she took out a variety of snacks to show them off.