Chapter 220: Flitwick

The lunch consisted of lamb chops and potatoes, and Jon gobbled it up and ate quickly.
After eating, he went to the responsive house to tidy up the things left over there...
As a stronghold, there is not much time left for the existence of the House of Request; after all, after the establishment of the Dumbledore Army (DA), it will become lively.
But now I am not the same as a few years ago, I have an urgent need to learn magic spells or make potions.
So Jon didn't worry about anything.
...
The bell rang for class in the afternoon, and Jon also came to the spell classroom on the fourth floor.
Professor Flitwick, a short man in the curse class, was sitting on a pile of soft cushions, welcoming everyone.
"Christopher Patrick?" he yelled in a sharp voice while taking a look in Jon's direction.
"Yes, Professor!" Jon stood up quickly and nodded to him.
"Welcome... Welcome to Hogwarts!" Flitwick jumped off the cushion, walked over to Jon and shook his hand.
Then he started the class, the content of this class is about "Flying Curse"!
Professor Flitwick first took ten minutes to describe the importance of the Flying Curse... and told them that this was the O.W.L.s exam two years later, the key assessment content over the years.
"Last year, there was an excellent Hogwarts student who used this spell to defeat a Ukrainian Iron Belly Dragon in the Triwizard Tournament!" Professor Flitwick's voice was a little choked.
Wiping his nose vigorously, he continued to teach the contents of the Flying Curse.
Each student was given a feather and asked them to try to summon the feather with a "flying curse".
"Flying Curse may be the most complicated spell you have ever seen, so don't be discouraged or impatient if you fail..." Professor Flitwick said while walking around the crowd.
"Woo..." He suddenly let out a strange cry.
Then he hurried to Jon's side again, and Professor Flitwick looked at him up and down.
The feather on Jon's table was firmly held in his hand.
"Good job, Mr. Patrick!" He applauded enthusiastically: "Slytherin plus ten!"
Jon had mastered the Flying Curse as early as a year ago, and now it is even more unlikely that there will be any problems...At the same time, this operation also caused the Slytherin and Hufflepuff students to look surprised.
...
Until the end of get out of class, there was no second student in the class to control the "Flying Curse".
The other students have packed their things and left the classroom; Jon deliberately stayed at the end.
"What's the matter, Patrick?" Professor Flitwick, carrying a large stack of books, looked at Jon.
"That's it, Professor!" Jon quickly walked to Professor Flitwick and bent down.
"One of my relatives left me a relic, but I don't know how to open it... So, can you help me see it?" As he said, Jon took out the silver one from his pocket Small box.
It took Jon more than two months for this regular octahedron obtained from Durmstrang to have no idea about it.
In this case, he had to ask an expert...Although Professor Flitwick is not good-looking, he is very knowledgeable in spells and is a very reliable teacher; Jon can safely ask him for help.
Flitwick carefully took the silver octahedron in his hand, sniffed vigorously, and then frowned.
Then he took a magnifying glass from his pocket and carefully observed the eight sides of the small box.
Finally, he took out his wand again, waved it at the small box, and muttered something.
"If I'm not wrong..." Flitwick said with a serious face: "This should be a Mysera core!"
"Misera's Core?" Jon repeated this strange term with some confusion.
"A very powerful magic item, I have only heard of it. It seems that the relative who left it to you is a very powerful wizard!" Professor Flitwick said with emotion.
"Then what is its function?" Jon asked quickly.
"To be honest, I don't know!" Professor Flitwick shook his head: "The function of Mysera's Core is strictly confidential... Its opening requires a key. Once the key is touched, it will reflect its true function. ."
"Then what will its key be?" Jon continued to ask.
"It depends on your relative. Only the creator will know the key to Misera's core!" Professor Flitwick smiled: "So, Mr. Patrick, you should check if he has stayed. What kind of will to make..."
"...In addition, the key of Mithra's core is related to its function, so you can also check what the creator used to do with it!" Professor Flitwick added .
"Okay, thank you for your help, Professor Flitwick!" Jon bowed and said.
"You're welcome!" Professor Flitwick smiled and nodded, watching Jon leave.
...
The well-informed Professor Felius Flitwick did a great favor to Jon.
But finding the key to this Misera's core is also a big problem.
Throughout the afternoon and evening, Jon has been trying: fire, water, and sugar... these common things, Jon touched them one by one to this Misera core.
However, there was no response, and the small box did not open.
By the end of the night, the three roommates had fallen asleep.
Jon, lying on the bed, picked up the small octahedral box somewhat bored.
Since this thing is related to Grindelwald, it means that its key should also be related to Grindelwald.
Jon quickly searched for Grindelwald-related memories in his mind.
Suddenly, he had an idea...
Then he got up, took the wand ~EbookFREE.me~ and pointed it at his temple:
"Obliviate!"
A wisp of milky white matter between gas and solid appeared at the end of Jon's wand.
Jon carefully guided it to the core of Misera with his wand.
Suddenly, the small box suddenly opened...All those milky white things were absorbed by Mysera's Core!
Then, the small and exquisite octahedron exudes a surprisingly strong light around; it is almost dazzling than the sun's light!
The few carps on the ceiling flee in fright.
Sean Avery also seemed to be awakened: "What's the matter?"
"Nothing!" Jon said, "Did you have a nightmare?"
While talking, he smiled at the small box that was about to be closed again, and retracted it into his pocket.