Chapter 15: Reflection and Practice

As expected, everyone who went out last night except for Hermione was late the next day.
But it wasn't a big deal, as their first class of the day was with their Head of House, Professor Flitwick, who was known to be very lenient.
Qi Zhi sat bored in his seat, yawning. In the seven years at Hogwarts, he had already learned most of the required content, which had been reinforced through last night's rewards. The only remaining knowledge was special magic that could only be learned through apprenticeships or advanced magic that would be needed for future exams, both of which he currently had no access to.
This is such a terrifying and unbelievable speed. One night and seven years! If people knew how quickly he was progressing, he would have a lot of admirers.
"What are you thinking?" A female classmate next to him, whose name he didn't know, nudged him with her elbow and whispered, "Professor Flitwick has been staring at you for a while."
Qizi only came to his senses and raised his head.
"Please come up here and demonstrate the Wizard Dueling process we learned in the last class," Professor Flitwick, who was even shorter than Qizi, had come to him and whispered, "If you don't follow the standard, I'll deduct the points you're late for today."
"Okay, Professor." Kees wasn't nervous and walked up to the podium.
"No need to use magic, just follow the procedure."
"Okay, Professor."
Kees had listened very carefully during the previous class, and he remembered the procedure, but he still searched his memory for knowledge he had gained yesterday to confirm it. He and Professor Flitwick greeted each other and performed a standard dueling procedure.
"Very good, very good, very standard. You can go now! The extra points will offset your late points, oh!" His set of movements earned Professor Flitwick's praise. "Okay, classmates, remember, just like Mr. Cheeser and I just performed..."
After struggling through the day's lessons, the first grade class that had once been so fascinating to Qiz now seemed like child's play. The knowledge presented was too simple and basic for him.
Tonight, Qizi broke the convention of going to the library and instead sat on the sofa in the public lounge after dinner.
He took out his wand and waved it casually, uttering "Wingardium Leviosa" to cast a levitation spell on an art book on the table. He then comfortably buried himself in the sofa, and with his wand resting on the armrest, the book's pages slowly turned and flipped backward.
At this point, Cheez's attention was not on the unfolding album, but on thinking about the future path.
Although following the original plot, as long as he was careful, he could ensure his own safety for decades or even several decades to come, but he could not guarantee the safety of Judas and others. And at the moment when Slytherin, hidden like a snake in the dark, emerges and shows its venomous fangs, everything will be overturned, which is not what Cheez wants to see.
To eliminate the influence of Slytherin and change the future outcome, to be honest, Chizun currently has no hope.
Because he has to face a wizard who has lived for more than a thousand years. Just think about Dumbledore, who lived for only a hundred years but had already become the leading figure in the entire wizarding world. If he had been greedy for power, no one could have gained higher power than him.
One thousand years, for a master conspirator who was already extremely intelligent a thousand years ago, it is impossible to imagine how much knowledge he has accumulated in his mind, how much magic he has stored in his body, and perhaps he has countless wealth and many hidden helpers lurking in the darkness.
Even in the future, he may come face to face with 'gods'. Currently, he doesn't even know what the so-called 'gods' in this world are.
But fortunately, if he is careful, he still has time, a lot of time. He can definitely find a solution within these decades. He will fight tirelessly to carve out a path for himself and for those faces he sees every day. Until he reaches a point where even the so-called gods can't oppose him, that is when it will be over!
Regarding Voldemort, the plot of Harry Potter up until the fourth year is mainly filled with moments of suspense. Many of these "scares" are intentionally created by Dumbledore to train Harry.
Speaking of which, in a simulation, even Voldemort became a pawn of Slytherin's ascension to power, indicating that he too was a pitiful creature who didn't know he was being manipulated. He seemed to obey Slytherin's will, advocated for purebloods, caused chaos in the wizarding world, weakened the orthodox with the power of wizards, and restrained the "all-seeing and all-knowing" power of the sun.
Therefore, Voldemort's resurrection must be stopped. His resurrection will provoke infighting within the wizarding world and seriously weaken its power. This threat must be eliminated, but he cannot be completely killed, as doing so may activate the trap left by Slytherin in Voldemort's soul, causing Harry to become a substitute for Voldemort.
Next is Harry. We must solve the hidden danger in his body. Currently, there is no way. Even Dumbledore may not have detected its existence, let alone him. This is the task after preventing Voldemort's return. It is still early, we can put it aside and take it slowly.
Next is Slytherin, a truly deadly viper, a pure-blooded ancestor. There has been no contact even with the connection points, and from the fragmented information given by the simulator, Kees has already felt its terror. Currently, there is no solution.
Finally, there are the two "gods" that appeared in the simulation, the "sun with omniscience and omnipresence" and the "saint with true vision and true knowledge". These two seem to be enemies, and after the "sun with omniscience and omnipresence" is defeated, there are even simulation results of gods descending like rain and enslaving humanity, which is terrifying just to think about.
要知道巫师都是坚定的唯心主义者，这可不是麻瓜说的唯心主义，他们的唯心是指，巫师只相信自己心灵的力量。他们坚信巫师通过掌控自己的精神从而控制魔力就可以创造一切。这一点也是奇兹从昨晚得到的魔法知识里找到的。
The brochure was flipped through several times unconsciously, and Cheez looked up at the window. The sky outside was already completely dark, and it was almost time for bed.
After a bit of sorting, he had some initial ideas in his mind, but he still needed to prepare some things.
Now he needs to test the power of the magic he has mastered, and the best place to test magic is the Room of Requirement.
He leaves the common room, waves his wand, and casts an illusion spell on himself.
The first attempt failed as expected, which was a bit embarrassing, but fortunately, I found a corner with no one around to witness it.
After recalling it again, I tried several times before finally managing to succeed, which nearly made me give up and go back to sleep.
As expected, magic is not easy to learn. Even with the memory of the casting method, it is not enough. The mind may learn it but the body may not, so diligent practice is still needed to fully master the power of magic.
After successfully casting the spell, Qiz lowered his head to look at his own body. He wasn't invisible, but now he seemed to blend in with the surroundings. Raising his hands, with some movement, he could barely see some distorted contours, which were not particularly clear, especially after the lights in the corridor went out, making it even harder to notice. He seemed to have become a human chameleon.
In the silent and empty corridor, Chiz stands at the entrance of the "Helpful Room," ready to assist anyone in need. After searching for a while, he finally arrives at the location of the room - it is situated on the eighth floor of the castle, opposite the tapestry of "The Giant's Club Beating Dumbbellow."
He stood still at the doorway, constantly thinking in his mind, "I need a place to practice magic, I need a place to exercise my physical fitness..."
A door slowly emerged on the brick wall and Kiz pushed it open.
This is a space not much smaller than the auditorium, with many human-shaped targets and other props standing around.
Qiz recalls spells one by one, starting with the simple ones.
"Operation Black Dragon!" This was a success, as a black snake made of magic leapt out from the tip of the wand and swiftly attacked the opponent.
"Thunderbolt Explosion!"
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"Thunderbolt Explosion!"
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"Thunderbolt Explosion!"
"Bang!" the human-shaped target on the opposite side exploded into flames, the power was okay, a bit weaker than a hand grenade.
"Leviosa!"
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"Petrificus Totalus!"
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Calculating it, the success rate of each spell is less than thirty percent, and multiple attempts are needed before it can succeed. Some spells cannot even take shape.
It seems that I need to practice more in the "Ask and You Shall Receive" room when I have free time.
Only when he felt that the magic in his body had been consumed almost completely did Kiz cast another illusion spell on himself before returning to his dormitory to rest.