I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 402 Apparition

Irving gave a brief introduction to this spell called "Flashback".

This immediately drew gasps of surprise from the young wizards around them.

"My God—what a genius invention!"

Ron, standing to the side, spoke absentmindedly.

"Yes! I've never seen—no—I never imagined magic could be used like this!"

Admiration welled up in everyone's eyes.

Such ingenious ideas are hard not to be amazed by.

"Now I must admit what Snape said, I am a wand-wielding baboon." The Crevy brothers—Colin and his younger brother.

They exchanged glances, both of them showing shock in each other's eyes.

"Hey—it's a baboon, then we're the baboon leaders!" the twins shouted, as if it were some kind of honor.

"Alright, this genius knows that the difference between people is greater than the difference between people and baboons. So now—you can start practicing. I estimate that if you can master these two spells by the end of the semester, that will be excellent." Owen waved his hand, looking very pleased with himself.

His expression immediately aroused Hermione's suspicion.

She understood his underlying meaning: "Did you invent these spells?"

"invention?"

Irving rubbed his long hair, then said with a helpless expression, "I only provided the idea. It was invented by my grandfather, Grindelwald."

"That's what you invented!" Hermione said firmly, "Like that force field magic."

"If you insist on thinking that way—it's not impossible." A smile appeared in his emerald eyes.

"Wow!" The little wizards were in an uproar.

After all, knowing a powerful spell and inventing a powerful spell are two completely different things!

Most wizards can master the former with continuous practice.

But the latter—without sufficient talent, a normal wizard might not invent even half a spell in his entire life.

"You're amazing, Owen!" Qiu Zhang looked at Owen with a face full of amazement.

Upon seeing this, Harry immediately pouted.

This naturally caught Irving's attention.

He glared at him and retorted fiercely.

Harry stubbornly stared back at Owen.

However, when the fourth gaze joined in, the three present quickly averted their gaze.

The fourth person is naturally Cedric.

As Qiu Zhang's current boyfriend, doesn't he have any pride?

Harry realized that his angry confrontation with Owen seemed to have been completely useless, and he could only look away dejectedly, feeling utterly defeated.

"I had no idea you could invent spells," Hannah said somewhat hastily, standing on the other side of Cho Chang.

She used to pride herself on knowing Irving very well, but she really knew nothing about this.

"I know a lot of things. I even know Wing Chun. Never mind."

Owen walked toward Hermione, speaking to the others as he went.

"You can begin practicing."

He took Miss Granger's hand and walked further into the Quidditch training ground.

Next, he was going to teach Hermione the Apparition Charm.

One must not stray too far from the little wizard.

"I bet you've already memorized all the casting conditions for Apparition."

After walking about a hundred feet, Irving stopped.

"Mmm-hmm—" Hermione nodded confidently.

She memorized everything in the training manual.

"Alright." With that, Owen slightly raised his hand and waved his wand, immediately creating several glittering circles on the ground. "Although you should have already memorized the essentials of Apparition, I'll still repeat it again: the most important thing to remember when Apparating is the three Ds: Destination, Determination, and Deliberation. We'll start by practicing Apparition itself. Now focus your attention on the circles."

He pointed to the nearest circle of light and said.

Hermione stared at the halo, calmed herself, and took a few deep breaths. The cold weather around her made it easier for her to concentrate.

The so-called Apparition spell is actually divided into two parts: Apparition and Apparition. The two spells together make up the complete Apparition spell.

In addition, there is the Apparition Charm, which allows you to Apparate with others.

Teleportation is instantaneous movement. In combat, it allows the caster to instantly disappear from their current location and reappear in another. Compared to Apparition, Teleportation has a shorter range and only moves within the area of ​​vision.

The advantage is that the casting animation is extremely short; with practice, it can be reduced to less than one second, so what you see is what you move.

For example, Kyrie Irving just now. He used Apparition.

However, if a long distance is required, i.e. not the direction of sight, then the wizard must first sketch the appearance of that place in the back of his mind. This creates a pre-casting animation. No matter how familiar the place is, even the most skilled wizard needs a second or two to prepare.

Afterwards, Apparition is cast, completing the entire spell, which is the true Apparition Spell.

The former is generally used in combat, as teleportation can greatly increase a wizard's tactical options.

This requires long-term practice and mastery and reaction to magic and attention. If you are momentarily stunned by the change of environment when you are teleported, then the teleportation is meaningless.

This is why almost all wizards can master long-range apparition, but using apparition in combat is extremely difficult.

After all, in the heat of battle, even a slight lapse in concentration could result in being struck by the opponent's magic.

There is no doubt that mastering teleportation magic is of great help to wizards, so that they don't have to rely solely on clumsy dodging in battle.

Although Kyrie Irving himself is a devout follower of the rolling cult, others don't want to roll in such a pathetic way.

With this spell, wizards can also develop many unexpected tactics.

"Very good—now focus, Hermione." Owen stood not far from the circle of light, the Crystallization Spell already in his hand. He was ready to respond to any unexpected events.

He continued gently, "The next step is to resolve to occupy the space you desire, and let the urge to enter overwhelm every smallest part of your body."

Imagination—an extremely abstract thing, but magic is that metaphysical. Most magic in the Harry Potter world requires the power of emotion and personal will. That's why wizards all seem so "simple."

Muggles with complicated minds will probably never learn the Patronus Charm in their lifetime.

Owen was able to master the spell quickly because, as the heir, he ignored the emotional power within the spell and could focus on manipulating the magic.

But no one else can do it.

Like Hermione—her personality underwent a profound change after she delved into certain dark magic, though this change was gradual, not instantaneous.

Owen didn't know if she could go back to how she was before, so he could only prevent her from going any further.

On the other side, Hermione was staring intently at the aperture as Owen had instructed, her face flushed. She was trying hard to imagine herself reaching that spot, but she wasn't sure if she could actually do it.

"The third step," Irving shouted, "wait until I tell you to do it before you do it—turn around in place and feel your body become ethereal, then move with effortless grace!"

He spoke in a textbook-like manner, explaining that these techniques were all from the Hogwarts Apparition Training Manual.

As the old saying goes, magic can only be understood, not explained. What is nothingness? What is composure? Who knows?

Anyway, he didn't have that kind of emotion.

However, Irving wondered—could this be related to daydreaming? It's like someone walking down the street and daydreaming, and when they come to their senses they find themselves several blocks away, with no memory of the journey in between—could this be considered apparition?

"Follow my command."

Owen then pulled several bottles of potions from his pocket and held them in his hand.

"Three, two, one"

As soon as Owen finished speaking, Hermione immediately activated her magic, and a strong sense of dizziness rose within her.

Her body spun and rose in place, about to enter the void.

Then a tearing sensation came from her calf. Hermione felt a sharp pain and then it seemed as if she had been squeezed into some kind of tube.

The next second, she emerged from the other end of the pipe, appearing staggering.

It was that aperture—it was off by several feet.

Upon seeing this, Irving immediately opened his arms.

She landed right in front of her—presumably because she was standing there, Hermione instinctively looked at herself instead of the halo.

"Pfft!" He caught Hermione.

He then squatted down on the ground.

The snow was dotted with specks of scarlet.

The little witch frowned, grabbed Owen's clothes with both hands, and leaned into his arms.

Upon seeing this, Owen immediately waved his wand and slit her right pantyhose.

With a "rip," Hermione's fair legs were exposed to the air.

She trembled slightly, whether from pain or cold, it was hard to tell.

Owen poured the white powder onto the wound, smoothed it out with his hand, and then cast a spell to "heal as before".

As if a time rewind button had been pressed, the blood from the girl's leg flowed back into the wound, and then the two-foot-long wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The whole process took only two or three seconds.

"That's great. I thought you might have to undergo limb dismemberment the first time," Irving joked.

"Hmm—" Hermione's earlobes turned slightly red, and her expression was quite unnatural.

In fact, it wasn't a serious wound. There were many injuries at Hogwarts. Even Owen—when he touched his calf, the electric-like sensation made her heart flutter.

And

"Don't touch me like that," Hermione said, nestled in his arms, her face flushed.

"It's a rare opportunity, of course I have to touch it a few more times, otherwise I'll miss out," Irving said with great enthusiasm.

His hands kept squeezing the little witch's legs.

The girl's legs were taut and elastic, without an ounce of excess fat; everything was just right.

It's so irresistible.

Moreover, the little witch didn't resist, which is a sign that she's allowed it!

Ahem—Irving, of course, didn't continue stroking her.

It's freezing cold, what if they get frostbite just standing there exposed?

"Restored to its original state."

As the spell took effect, Hermione's torn black stockings were gradually repaired to their original condition.

"Okay!" Owen patted the little witch on the shoulder.

"Enjoying it so much? How about we go back to the safe house tonight? Just the two of us."

"Hmph—" Hermione snorted softly, her cheeks flushed as she looked at him with adoration.

Neither rejecting nor agreeing.

Just like before.

She got up very quickly.

She jumped up from his arms with a "whoosh".

They were afraid that the young wizards nearby would notice them.

Fortunately, they were engrossed in two magical spells and didn't notice what was happening here.

"One more time?" Irving said.

"Yes!" Hermione nodded.

Then she moved a few steps away from him.

His gaze then fell on the circle of light in another direction.

Owen wisely avoided appearing in Hermione's sight.

He was the one who interfered with her just now.

You should know that learning Apparition is very dangerous.

It is common for the body to be divided by space.

It's not uncommon for a young wizard to make a mistake, causing their upper body to teleport away while their lower body remains in the same spot.

However, although it looks terrifying, it's like a person passing through a wormhole; they appear to be separated, but in reality, their body is still connected in another dimension.

At this point, as long as the professor immediately uses his teleportation ability to teleport the young wizard's lower body there as well, there won't be any problems.

But be quick—the space will recover soon, and then you'll really be stuck in a tree.

That's why Hogwarts has special Apparition training courses, precisely to prevent young wizards from doing things recklessly and causing their deaths.

For Miss Granger to only scrape her calf on her first attempt—that's already quite an achievement.

He joked that Hermione might be dismembered the first time, but that was just a joke; Owen didn't want to actually see it.

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the other side.

After the little witch got up, she took a deep breath and immediately began casting the spell for the second time.

With a "snap," her body vanished from its original spot, and the next second, she reappeared on a point of light a dozen feet away.

This time, Irving did not notice any wounds on her body.

"Great job!" Irving shouted from afar. "You did it!"

"Now we need to practice more," he said, pointing to the halos around him.

Not far away, Hermione nodded with delight, then disappeared again.

As if in a flash, she reappeared on another halo.

Then their speed of dodging and weaving increased even more.

Owen was a little dizzy from looking at it. All little wizards are like this; once they master this magic, they can't wait to Apparate anywhere.

This enthusiasm can last from a week to a month.

Their enthusiasm gradually faded after they discovered that Apparition was impossible at Hogwarts and that they had to run out of the castle grounds every time they tried.

"She's really amazing."

Hermione's dazzling agility and quick movements soon attracted the attention of the young wizards practicing spells in the distance.

They all peered over, expressing their admiration.

It seems she has already learned Apparition.

Less than five minutes had passed.

My God—is this what genius is?

"It's just a basic spell," Owen said as he walked over. Now Hermione just needs to keep practicing and gradually increase the distance she can teleport.

He is no longer needed to take care of them.

"Every junior wizard has to study this in sixth or seventh grade, it's just that it's happening earlier now."

Yes—most wizards can Apparate, but ordinary wizards can't use this magic in combat because the casting time is too long.

"That's amazing too. Hermione just looked at some training manuals and succeeded on her first try." Neville said.

He was watching Hermione, who was dodging and weaving, with a complicated expression on his face.

Among this group of young wizards, he probably had the lowest magical talent. That's what Neville thought.

"Hmm—while talent is indeed very important," Irving said, "hard work is also very important, because most people in this world have never truly worked hard. Although you can't compete with geniuses, you can still far surpass others if you work hard."

"And—Neville, I think I've said this many times before." He looked down at the wizard beside him, especially at the old wand in his hand, "Don't use your father's wand anymore."

"Half of the suffering you're going through right now comes from this magic wand that doesn't belong to you."

Neville fell silent.

He has reasons why he can't put down this wand; even if he lives an ordinary life, he will still hold this wand.

Owen, of course, saw Neville's inner struggle. "You're using your dad's wand, so whose wand does your dad use?"

A slight smile played on his lips. "Perhaps your grandmother didn't tell you, but Harry and I actually met your parents two years ago."

"What?" Neville exclaimed, his eyes wide.

"Back then, I hadn't yet mastered the magic of the soul," Owen said slowly. "I merely helped them sort out their fragile consciousness. The soul, like the body, heals its wounds slowly, but that takes a very, very long time. But now—"

At that time, all he could do was use the power of his own guardian spirit to influence the two guardian spirits, allowing them to slowly regain their vitality.

Guardian deities are the sublimated products of a wizard's will and soul. If a guardian deity becomes active again, it can nourish the soul, thereby achieving the effect of healing soul damage.

But—this requires Irving to be like a caregiver, going there every now and then.

This was clearly not what he wanted to do at that time.

However, he has awakened the two guardian spirits of Neville's parents, and their souls will repair themselves, albeit very slowly.

"What are you talking about?" Neville stared blankly at Owen. He had never known any of this, but from those words, he understood the unspoken meaning: his father and mother were saved.

"Get ready to transfer your parents to another hospital," Owen said. "I'll write a letter tonight and get a transfer notice from the Rozier Hospital for the Magical Disabilities in Paris. You just need to agree to it."

There will be new hope there.

As he spoke, Irving patted Neville on the shoulder.

Then he walked away.

He was going to check on how Harry and the others were doing in their practice.

Yes, in terms of his soul, Kyrie Irving today is far better than he was back then.

What used to be a problem for him is no longer a challenge.

Moreover, there's Viktor's subject matter.

Ancient magic has also yielded some results in guiding mutations in organisms.

Stimulating the wizard's body to maintain vitality—the body is the cradle of the soul, and a vibrant body is conducive to the soul's recovery.

If all else fails—Owen could sacrifice the few remaining souls of those [Omens], just like he did with the sixteen-year-old Tom, and after thoroughly crushing them, ensure there would be no aftereffects from the priest's use.

Now he has some achievements in his pocket.

As for how it came about

Ah! These are all gifts from the good [evil] beings themselves, given with gratitude.

He couldn't use any forceful methods at all!

Neville stood there, stunned.

He gazed at the boy whose long, silvery hair was coiled up, his figure seemingly blending into the surrounding snow—the snow that covered the entire Scottish Highlands, including Hogwarts Highlands.

A complex mix of emotions welled up inside me, emotions that were hard to describe.

For a moment, he wanted to cry.

But another resilient emotion welled up from the bottom of his heart, silencing the tears that were about to overflow.

Kyrie Irving.

Neville sighed inwardly.

He's such a good person.

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The young wizards were very enthusiastic about learning magic.

It lasted from morning until afternoon.

It wasn't until 3 o'clock that everyone's enthusiasm was defeated by hunger.

They then dispersed, heading towards Hogsmeade in twos and threes.

This might be the last weekend they spend together before Christmas.

Christmas in 1995 happened to fall on a Monday.

Tomorrow is Sunday, and they will have a holiday.

Next week is the Christmas holiday.

We will meet again next year.

"I think it's going pretty well." A moment later, Owen, Hermione, Harry, Ron, Justin, Hannah, Susan and a large group of others walked into a restaurant called H&S, which was located opposite the Weasley Alchemy Workshop.

Kyrie Irving's own shop.

It was originally the little elves who were taking care of it.

However, after it became a hit, Irving had to hire two more people.

"It went pretty smoothly," Ron said, a little jealous. "Besides you learning Apparition, no one else learned those two spells."

"Then you should look for the reason within yourself." Hermione held a long list of names, signed by the young wizards at today's gathering. She put the list away and said, "I didn't expect so many people to come."

"I think your list is a complete waste of time," Irving said, gesturing for everyone to come to the table against the wall.

There is a row of sofas along the wall, which can seat many people.

"Everyone except a few in Slytherin wants to join, most of the young wizards at Hogwarts want to join. What kind of secret society is this?"

"Better safe than sorry—" Hermione said cheerfully, in a great mood.

Irving ordered a lot of food and drinks, mostly French dishes.

It definitely needs to be separate from the Hogwarts kitchen—otherwise, how would anyone come in to eat?

During this period of peace in Britain, the number of people visiting Hogwarts Village has increased significantly.

Many businesses hope to open branches here.

His tea shop has been upgraded to a large restaurant!

"I'm just curious what that is you displaying at the entrance of your shop?" Justin asked.

Just as they entered, the stone lions in front of the gate suddenly came to life and roared at them, startling the young wizards.

However, they were not attacked.

"That's called a Pixiu! A mythical creature that symbolizes bringing wealth and prosperity," Irving casually explained.

"May wealth and treasures come to you." Justin's lips twitched. Who would put something like that at their door for "May wealth and treasures come to you"? It's terrifying!

Ron shared Justin's sentiments.

He was sipping a grapefruit-flavored milk tea when suddenly—a familiar figure caught his eye outside the glass window.

"That looks like Ginny?"

(End of this chapter)