Hogwarts magic is justice

Chapter 111 The style of magic is bestowed by the wizard.

Chapter 111 The style of magic is bestowed by the wizard.

Upon entering the Vagado School of Magic, the professors simply waved their wands, and their Muggle-like clothes transformed back into magical robes.

Even though these robes had various temperature-regulating magic spells that kept them warm in winter and cool in summer, Owen was still more used to wearing Muggle clothes, so he was the only one who didn't change.

The professors were used to Irving's occasional whims, while Vagado, looking at his young face, simply regarded him as one of the professors' students and didn't pay much attention to it.

Unlike Hogwarts, there is no winter break here, so when the professors arrive, the students are still in class, or rather, they've just started their semester.

Irwin listened very attentively to the instruction on wandless spellcasting here. He discovered that the wandless spellcasting of Vagado was actually different from that of the British.

For example, the wandless spellcasting he has mastered now is something that can only be done after a lot of practice, being extremely familiar with the spells, and being proficient in sensing the flow of magic. But here in Vagado, it can be said to be hand gesture magic. They don't need a wand, but cast spells through various different hand gestures, as if they are using their own hands as wands.

There are advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that no matter what kind of magic you use, no one can detect it with a flashback spell. Each successful spellcasting allows you to become more familiar with the flow of magic within your body, making your body and magic more closely connected.

The downside is that if the spell fails, the loss isn't just a wand, but the magical energy flow within the body. If it causes serious injury, the user may even become unable to use magic again, turning into a dud.

Even Kyrie Irving, a newcomer, could see it, so how could Vargas not know?

Therefore, the teachers teach in great detail, and the students study very diligently. Moreover, this is a course that Waggadu can only start learning in the sixth grade; the previous years are all about building a foundation.

"Honey, how are you feeling?"

The trip to Ouagadougou is time-limited, only five days. If it weren't for the teaching content, I probably would have only been able to stay for two days at most.

As they parted, the professors all looked at Owen. Flitwick smiled at him and asked, "Did you learn anything new?"

"a lot of!"

Irving answered quite seriously: "I didn't pay much attention to the teaching methods, but I benefited a lot from the school's teaching philosophy."

The professors nodded and smiled in unison. They already had their own knowledge, so it was no longer realistic to expect them to improve through further learning. The breakthrough for adult wizards was never outward, but inward.

But Owen is different. He is still a newcomer to the magical world and has not yet fully developed his own style. Therefore, he can absorb and accept any kind of idea until he finally forms his own.

Therefore, the older a wizard gets, the more eccentric they seem to outsiders, but in reality, they are simply sticking to the path they have always believed in.

Some people choose the right path and thus achieve legendary status, while others choose the wrong path and spend their entire lives wandering outside the door of legend, never able to enter.

Dumbledore is the former, while Grindelwald is the latter.

However, the old devil king has now completely come to terms with it. He has admitted his failure, whether in terms of belief or path, but it doesn't matter anymore, because he now has a successor. Irving's success is also his success.

The concept of "relaxation opens up a world of possibilities" doesn't seem to help much in terms of spiritual realm, but the old demon king is much better off now than he was a few years ago when he was barely alive.

After changing back into their fashionable Muggle attire, the professors boarded the plane again. Some of them had grown to like this mode of transportation, especially Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Hodge, who loved flying and especially enjoyed the thrill of takeoff and landing.

Next, we were going to Cordostadtwitch School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Because it was a bit far, we had to transfer flights. During the transfer, we met many students who were traveling during the holidays, such as Draco Malfoy.

"Mr. Irving? And—Professor?"

He first recognized Irving, then his own dean who was talking to Irving. When he came to his senses, he realized that he was surrounded by professors.

This is something that never happens at school, but I encountered it at the airport. It's too unbelievable!

Draco quickly greeted them all, but before he could ask Owen where they were going with such a large entourage, the professors were already preparing to board the plane. Owen patted Draco on the shoulder and said, "Draco, give my regards to your family. Also, please tell them for me—start preparing in April."

After saying that, Owen left. Without him as their guide, the sunset tour group might not be in any danger, but it would definitely not be safe. In fact, half of the group might not be able to find their way home.

Magic is magic. Different wizards give magic different styles. For example, most of the teachers and students at the Waggadu School are African. They are enthusiastic and love to dance, so hand gesture magic in their hands is like a lively elf.

In Kodosdorez, the territory of the fighting nation, the magic of the teachers and students here is—quite hardcore!

How can learning and exchanging magic be done without hands-on practice? Magic is just like combat; you have to get your hands dirty to master it!

The school here immediately arranged a two-day series of ten wizard duels.

The professors are all getting old, and even Professor Flitwick is no longer the boy he once was, so these duels naturally have to be fought by Owen.

But as soon as he started fighting, Owen discovered that the fighting style here—how should I put it?—was so unique in the world that they could use their wands as daggers and stab themselves in the waist.

Fortunately, Owen's years of boxing training hadn't been for nothing. Since his opponent had this style, he didn't need to hold back anymore. In ten wizard duels, he won eight with boxing and only two with magic.

"How are you feeling now?"

This time, it wasn't Flitwick asking the question, but Snape. Owen rubbed his face and chuckled, "Wizards need to be healthy too; I'm even more convinced of that now."

The professors laughed heartily. In fact, they hadn't been idle during their travels; they had been reading books and textbooks, observing how other schools taught, and then comparing it with Hogwarts' approach, learning from the best practices.

There's no issue of saving face here; it's all for the growth of the young wizards!