"In short, you've made up your minds, right?"

Hannah snapped back to reality, cleared her throat, and spoke in a tone that was a little reminiscent of Granger this time.

As an excellent witch, Hannah might not be as quick-witted as her other best friends, but she was particularly good at acting – this was the way of survival for the Leaky Cauldron all year round. They had to understand what attitude and tone to show at what time, after all, there were too many kinds of customers in the bar.

"Private talks with Cedric Diggory, and the usual Quidditch training matches – I can help with these. But..."

She paused for half a second, glanced at the few younger "apprentice witches," and said seriously.

"Your daily homework can't be neglected, and you're not allowed to cause trouble. I am a prefect of Hogwarts, and if you violate the school rules, I won't let you off just because of the 'Witch Club'. Professor Apocalypses said that magical strength is the foundation of a wizard, and if you waste your own improvement because of external reasons, that is the biggest mistake and regret. Don't forget the requirements of the 'promotion assessment'."

The Witch Club is not just a mutual aid association, it involves the inheritance of Hogwarts witch culture.

Just like the "reserve Grand Arcanum" has to be assessed for promotion, Hannah tinkered with some small rules according to her own ideas.

As Hannah mentioned the assessment requirements, the little witches present couldn't help but have bitter faces.

"Um, that—"

Astoria Greengrass hugged her knees and said timidly, "We are witches, things like running and fighting, even if we practice them well, won't be of much use, right? I thought we just needed to learn that magic, Sister Hannah, didn't you say—"

Bang!

Hannah calmly withdrew her fist.

Fine dust fell from the ceiling.

A small, shallow fist mark appeared on the stone wall next to her.

"That's right, rune augmentation of physical strength," Hannah said calmly, "but its principle is augmentation, not direct endowment—"

"Ants can lift things that weigh a hundred times their own weight, but a five-year-old child can easily flick them away; giants can't even exert one-fifth of their strength, but even adult wizards can't withstand a single sweep of a giant's club. If your bodies are too weak, before your fists land on others, you will fall down due to muscle tears—the more powerful the magic, the more stable the foundation it requires."

Looking at the shallow fist mark on the wall, Astoria nodded a little scared, and the room was silent.

"If you can't persevere, you can choose to withdraw from the 'Apprentice Witch' trial," Hannah said.

Astoria didn't move, and neither did the other little witches.

"Well, then now—"

Although she was often the focus of attention in the family tavern, the gazes now were different from those of the adults. Even though this wasn't the first Witch Club gathering, Hannah was still a little nervous. She pursed her dry lips, "Let's warm up first, and then..."

She drew her wand and waved it deftly towards the back of the classroom.

A dozen soft cushions, targets, desks, and test papers and books floated to fixed positions one by one.

The "trial rules" set by Hannah were not complicated, mostly derived from the various assignments Eileen had arranged for the three of them last year.

Of course, compared to the difficulty and magnitude that Eileen had prepared for them at that time, Hannah had appropriately reduced a section—after all, the full version was their extracurricular study material, and if she put it all on these younger girls at once, she was afraid they would run away directly.

The feeling of being a "temporary teacher" was strange, and it was even stranger to see the "apprentice witches" repeating the nightmares she had experienced with bitter faces.

Hannah patrolled the classroom, answering the girls' questions, and savoring some unknown joy.

She suddenly understood why Eileen was so keen on persecuting them last year – this taste of training witches was indeed very good, especially when she saw the clever Irina, Ginny and others begging for mercy bitterly, or the stubborn expressions of those who were trying to hold on.

On the other hand, after observing for this period of time, Hannah finally understood Eileen's good intentions at the beginning.

The foundation of most of the little witches was very poor, not only in physical coordination and quality, but also in the accuracy of spellcasting, the degree of knowledge mastery, the ability to imagine and diverge... almost all aspects were a mess. Many people couldn't even complete a set of standard training at the beginning.

You should know that when they participated in "outdoor training" last year, even Hermione, who was relatively weak, gritted her teeth and barely achieved the goal.

As for magical knowledge and natural knowledge, it was even more uneven, almost making Hannah want to give up directly in frustration.

Fortunately, Irina and Danilova, these two foreign students, could just happen to help a little.

"Pay attention to the mid-range inflection in the summoning charm, the magic should be scattered like bubbles."

Irina gently corrected Ginny, and the old wand full of scratches in her hand deftly drew an arc.

"Look, if you want to summon little monsters to deal with others, then the most important thing is flying—how about this? Bats."

She shook her wand, and a bunch of blue-purple little monsters with bat wings quickly poured out, flapping their wings and squeaking forward for five or six meters, sparsely hitting the edge of the cabinet not far away, and finally disappeared, attracting curious onlookers from the side.

On the other side, Danilova was earnestly explaining to Astoria that gravitational acceleration had nothing to do with weight.

These knowledge may seem to have nothing to do with magic at first glance, but when they are linked with the levitation charm, it is different.

"Wingardium Leviosa—" Danilova said clearly.

However, unlike the simple wand-waving gestures in the textbook, she deftly wrote invisible formulas in the air.

For stationary objects, canceling the target's gravity can be done with a small amount of magic to complete the traction movement, which is the simplest way to levitate.

As Danilova tapped her wand lightly, the heavy wooden cabinet at the back of the classroom floated silently like a bubble. If this happened in a spell class, Danilova could earn Ravenclaw at least fifteen points with this scene alone.

Eileen's previous assumptions have been successfully verified after the attempts of those researchers and black-robed wizards outside the school:

Wizards can complete spellcasting without relying on natural knowledge, but if they know some of the content, they can reduce the scope of the "black box" accordingly, thereby greatly improving the success rate and effect of spellcasting – as a new research field, she divided this into "scientific magic".

Compared with Irina's family magic background, Danilova's progress in "scientific magic" was frighteningly fast.

If nothing unexpected happens, in at most two months, she may receive an invitation from an off-campus research institute.

As for that Miss Irina Ivanovich...

Hannah glanced at the girl who was discussing with Ginny with a serious face which was better, the "Bat Spirit Curse" or the "Little Imp Curse", and a subtle look flashed in her eyes... Intern secretary of the Hyperion captain? Eileen seems to value this little foreign girl very much.

Of course, she could vaguely guess one of the reasons – Hannah's eyes swept across Irina's petite body.

However, Eileen may be disappointed. Compared with the thinness when she first entered school, after the enrichment of the Hogwarts meal plan and the training plan she arranged, Irina's complexion visibly became ruddy, and her originally shriveled figure began to develop. Just a few days ago, Irina secretly borrowed several pieces of underwear from Hannah, but because the robe was thicker in winter, her changes were not visible for the time being.

Perhaps by the time this school year is over, she will be a little taller than a certain white-haired dumpling.

Forget it, that's something Eileen will be sad about anyway.

Hannah shrugged indifferently, and retracted her gaze from the noisy "apprentice witches".

Find a way to establish a "love imaginary enemy" for Cedric Diggory? These younger students are surprisingly similar to that Eileen in some aspects. If she didn't misunderstand Eileen's story last night, the plan that Destiny is currently carrying out seems to be about the same?

However, I don't know how the white-haired dumpling and the professors are progressing now...

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