As soon as she sent Harry back to the bedroom, Mia stretched out her wand and cast an ear-blocking spell towards Harry's room.
She turned her head and stared at Sebastian fiercely, then stretched out her right hand and pinched the soft flesh on his waist and twisted it hard.
"I kept winking at you, winking at you, so hard that wrinkles appeared on my face, how could you just pretend you didn't see anything?!"
"Tell Harry everything. He's only a little old! Isn't there something he should know now?"
"And let him take revenge? Let him face the mysterious man?"
"Isn't this the same plot you told me about in Journey to the West, where Bengboboba went to capture Tang Monk and his disciples?"
"Wrong, it's Benboerba..." Sebastian replied carefully.
"Is this a name thing?!"
Mia's voice rose an octave, and seeing Sebastian's unfocused look, she gritted her teeth and used her right hand again to twist it hard.
"He's still a kid. Do you think he can defeat the mysterious man after a few years of training?"
"You want him to do something that Dumbledore didn't even do? What the hell are you doing!"
As if she still wasn't satisfied, Mia picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it at Sebastian twice.
"Alright, alright," Sebastian hugged Mia and patted her back to comfort her.
"It's my fault, it's my fault. I let you wink at a blind man. Please listen to my explanation first."
Sebastian spoke softly, rocking Mia gently in his arms, as if coaxing a child, and giving her earnest advice.
"This will give Harry an incentive to work harder."
"You also know what the atmosphere at Hogwarts is like. I'm afraid that once he goes to school, he will lose interest in studying."
"Besides, it's always good to work hard to improve your strength."
"I didn't expect him to do anything to the Dark Lord."
"I just hope that he will be able to confront those Death Eaters head-on. At the very least, he won't be captured so easily."
"Even if you can't beat them, you have to be able to run away."
Mia's tense back slowly relaxed, and she leaned her head on Sebastian's shoulder, sobbing softly.
"I just feel sorry for Harry. He is still so young, but he has to bear such a heavy fate."
"You have to teach well and not hide anything. Do you hear me?"
She raised her head and looked at Sebastian with tearful eyes, then stretched out her right hand and gently rubbed the part that had just been twisted.
"Does it hurt? I apologize. I was just a little impatient just now."
Sebastian wiped the tears from Mia's face lovingly, then patted his chest hard.
"Don't worry, it's safe! It's just a small matter."
"You go back to sleep first, and I'll think about tomorrow's teaching content."
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Sebastian immediately grimaced.
He took out the potion and applied it to the wound while looking hatefully in the direction of Harry's room.
I was injured so badly when I first arrived.
Tomorrow, I will definitely train you well!
The next morning, Harry followed Sebastian to his study.
"Mia is very busy at her job at St. Mungo's Hospital. She's not home during the day, so she won't be able to accompany you."
"Well, let's start studying! While you're studying, you can call me Professor Swan."
Harry immediately raised his hand, looking like a curious baby.
"Professor Swan, I have a question."
He picked up his wand and showed it to Sebastian.
"Do wizards have to use wands? I didn't have a wand when I was at my aunt's house, but I still did a lot of incredible things."
"Once my aunt forced me to wear a dress I didn't like, and the dress quickly shrank until no one could wear it."
"Also," Harry touched his hair and smiled sheepishly, "Maybe because I've always wanted to cover the scar on my forehead with my hair, my hair grows really fast."
"There were many times when I would go to the barber shop one day and the next day my hair would grow back."
"So, I was wondering, why use a wand? Wouldn't it be more convenient to not use a wand?"
That's a lot of ideas.
Know to ask why when something happens.
And this question is quite profound.
A child who suddenly comes into contact with the magical world should have a hundred thousand questions in his mind.
Having said that, in the original book, Harry was also very studious when he first entered school, and he would take notes diligently in class.
But after being with Ronald every day, I gradually became less hardworking.
"Good question," Sebastian nodded with a smile, "For powerful wizards, it is indeed possible to cast spells without a wand, ."
He snapped his fingers casually, and a bottle of Coke flew over like an arrow and landed steadily on the table in front of the two people.
"Although this is convenient, with a wand, I can more easily control the power of the spell and perform more delicate operations."
"However, the little wizard's magic power is very unstable. You can't always do what you want."
"When you are two years older, your magic power will become stronger. If you cannot control the output of magic power stably, it will be dangerous."
Sebastian pointed to the wand in Harry's hand.
"At this time, the magic wand is very important. Through it, we can release magic power stably."
"That way, we can release the spell safely."
"Therefore, a wand is essential for young wizards who are just starting to learn magic, and even for adult wizards."
"Without their wands, many wizards can't even cast a spell."
"So, you must protect your wand. This is the basis for us wizards to survive."
Sebastian opened his Coke and took a long sip.
"Harry, the release of a spell is inseparable from three points, the casting gesture, the spell's incantation, and our magic power."
"Then, we need to first figure out what magic is."
Harry shook his head. He couldn't figure it out. "I haven't read the book yet... I don't know the definition in the book."
"Haha, the concepts in the book are too abstract. You probably won't understand them even if you read them."
"Don't worry, I'll show you how to do it yourself. There's a particularly suitable spell here - the levitation spell."
"Its spell is 'Wingardium Leviosa', watch my wand, a wave and a flick."
As they spoke, the feathers in front of the two men floated gently under Sebastian's command.
"The spell must be clear, otherwise it is easy to cause unpredictable dangers."
Hearing Sebastian's instructions, Harry quickly repeated the pronunciation of the spell several times, then stretched out his wand and cast a spell on the feather in front of him.
The feather still lay quietly on the table, motionless, as if mocking Harry's incompetence.
Harry recalled Sebastian's movements and tried hard to recreate them.
He became more and more anxious, and the wand in his hand danced faster and faster.
Hearing the sound of Harry waving his wand, Sebastian, who had no idea what was happening, reached out his hand to stop Harry.
"Harry, you don't have to copy my movements exactly. It's actually very simple, just a wave and a shake."
"Don't be impatient. Being impatient is a big taboo when studying!"
"Also, remember what I'm going to say next."
"Magic is the power of making your wishes come true, it is the power of belief!"
"You must firmly believe that the spell you cast will succeed. Don't doubt yourself."
Sebastian had a smile on his face, and his voice was very firm, with a power that made people believe in him.
"Come on, take a deep breath, relax your mind, wave your magic wand naturally, and believe that you will succeed."
Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He didn't open his eyes until his mind slowly calmed down. He looked at the feather in front of him firmly.
He moved his arm slightly, using the strength of his wrist to drive the wand.
"Wingardium Leviosa."