Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 6 Before School Starts
In the next few days, Kyle lived a very fulfilling life, trying various spells in his room every day.

Although he came from a wizard family, but before entering school, there were not many opportunities for him to release magic, even very few.

First of all, whether it is Chris or Diana, the wand is extremely important to them. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a second life. It must not be thrown to Kyle casually.

Only every Christmas and Kyle's birthday will let him enjoy it.

Of course, Kyle also knows the severity, and all the casts are illuminating spells, or spells like unlocking spells, which have no side effects on the wand even if they fail.

Another point is the matching degree of the wand.

Even though he was the son of Chris and Diana, their wands did not give Kyle any face, and the feeling of resistance was very obvious.

Especially Diana's wand, in Kyle's hands, was no different from an ordinary stick, no matter how much he chanted the spell, he would not get the slightest response.

So Kyle spent most of his time dealing with Quidditch, herbs, and magical animals, and rarely touched spells.

After waiting for 11 years, now I finally have my own magic wand, so I have to let it go.

In this regard, Chris has no objection, and occasionally he will give some advice with great interest, enjoying the addiction of being a teacher.

Therefore, in Kyle's room, different spells are flashing almost every moment.

Fortunately, a few days ago, Kyle practiced some basic spells, which would not affect others.

But as time went on, after Kyle mastered more and more spells, problems began to appear.

……

On the dining table in the living room, Chris, who was drinking black tea, watched helplessly as the teacup opposite him suddenly left the table and began to float slowly upstairs.

However, Chris seemed to have been used to this for a long time. He pressed the teacup back on the table with a calm face, and tapped it lightly with his wand.

After finishing all this, he raised his head and shouted: "Kyle, when you recite the Flying Curse, you must have a target in mind. In addition, I suggest you start with summoning a quill, or parchment, at least They won't break."

"Okay, Dad."

Kyle responded, but Chris didn't know whether he listened to it or not. He felt that there was a high probability that he didn't.

After all, the situation like today has happened several times, and he has recited more restoration spells in one day than in the past ten years combined.For this reason, he had to cast an Anti-Flying Curse on every fragile item in the house.

"Whoosh..."

Just as he was thinking about it, a piece of bread flew over his head quickly, and then stuck to the ceiling with a "slap".

"..."

It must be admitted that Kyle has made great progress in terms of effect alone, at least the speed of the Flying Curse this time is much faster than last time.

"Ugh!"

Chris sighed, waved his wand calmly, and while sending the piece of bread back to the kitchen, he also sighed in his heart for Diana's wisdom and foresight.

Thanks to her confiscating Kyle's cauldron on the first day, otherwise this family does not know what will become.

The 11-year-old wizard is indeed notorious for hating dogs. The Weasley next door is the same, and his family is no exception.

Fortunately, these days are coming to an end, Hogwarts starts tomorrow.

This is really good news!

Chris picked up the black tea and took a sip with a satisfied face.

……

The time soon came to evening.

Diana didn't come back because she had a mission.

Chris, who knew nothing about cooking, readily accepted Mrs. Weasley's kind invitation, and brought Kyle and some prepared ingredients to the Burrow not far away for a meal.

Not surprisingly, his behavior aroused Mrs. Weasley's dissatisfaction, thinking that it was wrong for him to come to the house and bring ingredients. What's more, he didn't trust the friendship between the two parties.

Chris didn't refute, and threw the things in his hand into the kitchen, just echoing with a smile.

As for Kyle, he had naturally mixed in with the Weasley children.

He has long been familiar with the scene in front of him.

There are no elves in their house, so whenever Diana has a mission and can't come back, the two of them will come to the Weasley's for a meal.

And the scene in front of me will be staged every time I come, it is a fixed program.

In the open space not far away, Kyle and a few Weasleys were helping to clean up the goblins.

It is said to be cleaning, but it is actually playing.

One person grabs the goblin's legs and throws it into the sky, and the other holds a wooden stick and hits the goblin like a bludger. The one who hits the farthest is the winner of the game and can get No.1 The reward, a box of Bibi multi-flavored beans.

Chris didn't support their game at first, thinking that it was enough to just throw the goblins out, and there was no need to use a bat.

Until one day he found that he had worked so hard to cultivate for a year, and the cloak grass that was about to mature was all dug up by these goblins, and he never stopped Kyle again.

He even gave Kyle a nicely made bat a few days later at Christmas, signed by the batsman for the Wimbledon Hornets.

The bat is very comfortable to use and feels great when hitting, and it has helped Kyle win five consecutive championships so far.

Today is no exception.

"It's not fair."

Looking at Kyle's signed bat, and then at the wooden stick he picked up casually in his hand, Ron said with a bitter face: "The equipment gap is too big."

"It's not that exaggerated. Equipment and other things are secondary. The important thing is to have the belief that you must win in your heart. I can win not because I have good equipment, but because I want to win more than you."

Kyle said calmly, and picked out a red bean and threw it over: "Besides, Ron, before you complain about the equipment, you must at least beat Ginny. The wooden stick she uses is much smaller than yours." gone."

There were five people participating in the game, and Ron was the last one. Even Ginny's score was a few meters behind him.

After Kyle finished speaking, Ron's face turned red instantly. It is indeed not a glorious thing to lose to his sister in this respect.

But his attention was quickly attracted by Bibi's multi-flavored beans thrown by Kyle.

Bright red, beautiful to look at, and the taste... raspberry!

Sure enough, the Bibi multi-flavored beans that Kyle gave have never tasted bad.

The sweet taste in his mouth made Ron squint his eyes unconsciously, and at the same time, he couldn't help feeling envious. I don't know how Kyle managed to pick out the best Bibido every time. Flavored beans.

He couldn't do it anymore, every time it was either pork liver or spinach, and he even ate something that tasted like dragon dung.

The smell of rotten fermented berries mixed with the stench was so invincible that Ron felt his stomach churn just thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)