Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying - Page 286
A ball of sparks flew from the tip of Dumbledore's wand and struck the ground, creating a black circle.
"Concentrate on this circle, long to be there with all your heart, without fear or tension, and surrender yourself to the magic calmly - and spin."
Wade did not hesitate. He looked at the circle carefully, memorized its appearance, raised his arm, and turned on the spot.
"boom!"
He heard a sound like firecrackers exploding and thought he had succeeded, but when he opened his eyes he found that his body was still there, with only a corner of his robe three meters away.
"Take your time," said Dumbledore. "It is always very difficult at the beginning."
"boom!"
Wade tried a second time, and this time he finally moved more than a meter away from his original position, but his left foot was temporarily separated from his body.
"Split." Dumbledore said calmly: "You are not concentrating enough. Let the goal occupy your mind."
He pointed his wand, and with a loud bang, purple smoke exploded from the surroundings, and Vader's left foot returned to his body without even feeling any pain.
Vader took a deep breath, and a faint golden light flowed in his eyes.
He glanced at the target circle again, and then... SPIN!
"Snapped!"
Once again, the body split, but this time only a few strands of hair were lost, and Vader had no intention of getting his hair back.
"Snapped!"
Vader was distracted when he started, and he didn't even move out. He tripped and fell.
"Snapped!"
He finally Apparated to a farther location... but it was too far, and Vader stepped into the fire.
Fortunately, fire extinguishing is a basic skill for wizards.
"Snapped!"
Wade stepped on the edge of the circle. He looked around for a while before he suddenly came to his senses. He looked down and saw that the target was right under his feet.
With a bit of surprise on his face, he looked at the place where he was originally, and couldn't believe that he succeeded so quickly - you know, in the original book, Harry practiced for several months before learning this magic.
Vader looked at Dumbledore hesitantly, walked out of the circle and returned to the starting point, then tried again!
"Snapped!"
This time, he stood in the exact center of the circle.
“Pah, pah, pah pah…”
Monotonous applause sounded nearby, and Wade looked up to see Dumbledore smiling and nodding.
"Yes, you did succeed, Wade." The principal looked very pleased. He said, "I thought you would need at least two or three classes. You really exceeded my expectations."
Vader smiled shyly and said, "I'll practice for a while, Professor."
The young wizard's silhouette began to flicker again in the venue.
Because he wanted his Apparition to be faster, as fast as instinct, Vader did not wait until he was fully prepared before Apparition every time.
Since separation still occurred from time to time, Dumbledore taught Wade how to heal his body quickly.
He watched Vader practice again and again, the time he spent Apparating became shorter and shorter, but the number of times he split into two bodies became less and less.
According to the standards set by the Ministry of Magic, Vader has now learned Apparition, which is enough to obtain a certificate even if he takes the exam, but Vader himself does not seem satisfied.
He is still practicing hard and repeatedly.
Dumbledore watched his figure flicker, feeling both relieved and unable to help sighing.
Chapter 407 The end of the semester
Although Vader quickly learned how to Apparate, Dumbledore did not end their lessons there.
In the next two days, they continued to practice in the clearing in the woods every afternoon.
Of course, there was another Vader taking classes in the school at this time, so no one was aware of his secret courses.
No matter what spell it is, the more you practice it, the simpler it becomes. For example, if Wade wanted to turn a button into a beetle, he didn't need to construct any images in his mind, he could just tap his wand and it would be done.
The same is true for Apparition.
At first, Dumbledore praised his diligence, then he began to discourage him, and finally he said nothing and just provided help and support in silence.
But after Wade returned to school, Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh deeply.
Professor McGonagall, who was reporting on the holiday arrangements, paused and asked in confusion, "Is there anything wrong with these procedures?"
"No, I was just wondering..." Dumbledore paused, smiled bitterly and said, "When did Hogwarts become a place where students feel insecure?"
Professor McGonagall frowned and said seriously: "Who said that? Everyone knows that Hogwarts is the safest place in the world."
Her expression was just short of writing "nonsense" on her face.
Dumbledore did not explain. He picked up the retention list and looked at it. Seeing that Harry's name was not on it, he asked casually, "Is Harry going to Hogsmeade during the holidays?"
"I heard that Wade invited him." Professor McGonagall said, "He should be at Gray's house during the holidays."
"Well……"
Dumbledore thought for a moment, put down the list, and said with a smile: "Friendship during student days is always precious, but the relationship between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw is so close, which is rare in my memory."
"Yes." Professor McGonagall said with emotion: "Weed Grey's study group has achieved remarkable results. Everyone is excellent. Even Neville has improved a lot. I really hope other children can learn from him."
"You can't force this kind of thing. A good leader is very important."
Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped them, then said, "I need to go to the Wizengamot for the next few days, so I'll leave the holiday to you."
"Okay...when will you be back?" asked Professor McGonagall.
"Christmas." Dumbledore smiled, "I don't want to miss the school's Christmas dinner."
……
On the last day before the holiday, the school also arranged a Hogsmeade weekend.
But this time, the small wizard village had little appeal to Wade. He had to finalize the production of the curse-proof vest with the Weasley twins for the last time, and then gather his strength to practice Apparition in the afternoon.
In the evening, the exhausted Wade sat at the dining table. Just after he had eaten for a while, there was another person next to him.
He thought it was Michael, but suddenly he heard the other party ask, "Weider, why didn't you go to Hogsmeade today?"
Wade was startled for a moment, then turned around and saw Khalil with a bright smile.
By the way, Dumbledore also gave Wade the task of taking care of Khalil!
But Wade was too busy. Even with the time-turner he always felt that there was not enough time, not to mention taking care of Khalil across an academy.
And Khalil's attitude also made Wade feel a little strange. He was very enthusiastic and cheerful...but Wade felt that the other party seemed to be avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally.
Was he afraid that I would notice something was wrong with him, or was he...
Many thoughts went through Wade's mind, but on the surface, he was just slightly startled, and then said:
"I've bought everything I wanted to buy, and Diagon Alley sells more things."
"Diagon Alley..." Caryl said longingly, "I've heard of that place for a long time, but I haven't had the chance to go there yet!"
"If you stay in school, you'll have to wait until summer vacation to have a chance to go," said Wade.
"I'm not staying at school, I'm going home!" said Carlile.
Wade was stunned: "Go home?"
"Yeah!" Caryl naturally took a baked potato, peeled it and said happily, "I'll take the train to King's Cross Station like you guys, and then my dad will pick me up!"
"Mr. Johnson... have you made contact?" Wade asked slowly.
He remembered Dumbledore saying that Landon Johnson had disappeared. How did that man get in touch with Caryl at Hogwarts?
"Of course!" Khalil seemed to remember something after he finished speaking, and squinted his eyes and said, "Don't tell anyone else! You know, my parents don't like wizards."
"Well... okay." Wade agreed.
After what happened, it was natural for Mr. Johnson to dislike wizards. It was already very open-minded of him to allow Caryl to study at Hogwarts.
But Wade always felt that something was wrong... The strange feeling made his scalp tingle.
"By the way, come to my house during the holidays!" Khalil suddenly said, "My parents miss you too, and they said they wanted to visit you!"
Before Wade could think clearly, he subconsciously refused: "Probably not, I should be very busy during this holiday... and my parents are going to Australia for vacation."
"I see... That's a shame. Let's make it during the summer vacation, when we have longer vacation time."
Khalil didn't look disappointed at all. He ate a few bites of the baked potato with ketchup and then returned to the long table on the Gryffindor side.
At this time, Michael, who had arrived late, sat next to Wade.
"Was that Khalil just now? Did he want to talk to you about something?"
"Ask about the holiday plans." Wade said, "What about you? Did your parents agree that you go to my house for Christmas?"
"They're looking forward to it!" Michael pouted and said, "My mother said happily that she can finally have a relaxing Christmas! They decided to spend this Christmas alone and asked me not to disturb them."
He glanced to the side and saw several Muggle-born girls giving Carlile their home phone numbers and reminding him, "Remember to call during the holidays, Carlile."
"Okay!" Khalil put away the note and said with a smile.
"This guy is almost as popular as me!" Michael snorted.
This time, Vader did not respond. His fork stopped in mid-air and goose bumps appeared on his back.
He finally knew what made him feel weird.
Caryl kept talking about "my parents," as if Mrs. Johnson were still alive.
But this... is so weird!
Wasn't Mrs. Johnson dead a long time ago?
Did Mr. Johnson conceal the news of his mother's death when he contacted Khalil?
But from Khalil's tone, it seemed as if his mother still contacted him personally... Although that guy is carefree, if his mother is always "invisible" when contacting him, he would also realize that something is wrong, right?
Wade put down his fork, feeling as if he had swallowed a piece of ice, heavy and completely losing his appetite.