r18novel The sensation that followed Chapter 32
The sensation that followed Chapter 32
Ryan said, "An elite wizard, in my opinion, needs to reach a certain depth in a certain area of magic, which I call mastery of a certain area."
"So what can be considered as being proficient in a certain field?" Penelope asked, her long, slender fingers gripping a quill pen, her knuckles turning white as she struggled to control her desires.
The desire to take notes.
"Good question..." Ryan smiled at her. "I'll use Professor Flitwick's teachings of spells as an example to explain what mastery means."
"I'm sure everyone has heard of silent spells and wandless spells," he said, while performing various spells in the open space in the center of the circle.
Freezing spells, cutting spells, shattering spells, flying sand and stones, and so on appeared in succession.
This effortless and graceful spellcasting style was the envy of everyone.
Harry muttered to himself, "My God, Ryan is amazing!"
"To master a spell, from the moment you come into contact with it and learn it, to the point where you can cast it silently or without a wand, I believe that is true mastery. Generally speaking, outstanding senior students and adult wizards might be able to reach this level in their most proficient magic."
"This is also the average level of most formal Aurors."
Ryan said.
Then he ended the spellcasting, and the spells on the open ground no longer appeared one after another.
Thunderous applause erupted as everyone marveled at the astonishing number of spells Ryan had mastered.
Then Ryan said, "And a mastery-level spell should be like this."
He raised his hand, and different spells appeared on the open ground at the same time. The flying sand and stones spell and the explosion spell created a huge cloud of smoke. Just as the smoke was about to engulf everyone, a dark cloud appeared in the room, and it started to drizzle.
"Weather Spell!" someone shouted. "That's an extremely difficult spell to learn!"
After the dark clouds appeared and the rain began to fall, a chill emerged, combining with the rain and mist to condense into tiny ice crystal birds.
Countless small birds chirped and circled around the room, their chill making the room temperature drop considerably.
Then the birds flew down and hopped around in front of everyone.
Penelope picked up a small ice bird, observed it carefully, and felt the bird's struggle and coldness in her fingers.
She said, "You first used Sandstorm and Explosion simultaneously, then the Weather Charm, and finally a double cast of Freezing Charm and Flock of Birds?"
The upperclassmen who saw Ryan cast the spell were dumbfounded.
The younger students, who only understood after Penelope's explanation, didn't react much.
Only through personal experience can one truly appreciate the difficulty of multicasting, especially when Ryan is performing multicasting silently and without a staff!
Percy was glad he had joined the Adventurers' Club, and even more glad that Ryan had no interest in power.
The Weasley twins' mouths were wide open, seemingly big enough to fit a goose egg.
Pablo lost all will to charge, muttering to himself, "Something's not right. I always felt like Ryan and I were just a little bit apart..."
"Pablo, we should have thought of that sooner. Without such magical skill, the headmaster wouldn't have allowed him to open a club like this." Penelope lowered her head and poked the ice crystal bird with her finger.
Pablo couldn't see her expression, but he heard her say, "Haven't you noticed? This club is very similar to the professors' clubs that every professor runs."
"Of course I noticed it, but I didn't subconsciously consider it from that angle..." Pablo said.
Penelope opened her palm and let the ice crystal bird jump out, silently thinking: What a... big difference, Penelope.
Hermione's eyes were filled with adoration, sparkling with admiration, and so was Harry's.
While filled with awe, Malfoy finally understood what Vio meant when he said, "Since the Malfoys choose interests, they should have the ability to judge those interests."
He remembered the group of statues he had seen when his father first took him to the Ministry of Magic.
Wizards and witches didn't catch his eye, and house-elves and centaurs were even less appealing to a Malfoy.
But the words on the statue were different; they were the only maxim he had learned that was not from Lucius: Magic is might!
That was a great show of bravado, I give myself a perfect score... Ryan kept a straight face to prevent himself from getting carried away.
He said, "After mastering spells, one can gain a basic understanding of them, begin to explore their possibilities, and then layer the same or different spells to perform multiple spells, just like I just did. This can be called spell mastery."
Applause erupted again.
Ryan: "Elite wizards are a very broad range; some elite Aurors can defeat more than a dozen full-fledged Aurors in a head-on fight..."
"And who will be the next great wizard?" someone asked.
"That's right, we can listen to the detailed analysis later. Could you please tell me how a Grand Wizard is defined?"
In the Hufflepuff area, Cedric and two Hufflepuff seventh-year seniors were present.
Hearing this, Cedric couldn't contain his curiosity any longer: "Senior Ryan, could you briefly explain what a Grand Wizard is?"
"I'm sorry, everyone, I can't explain the Grand Wizard level to you right now," Ryan said. "I only have some guesses about this level, and I can't say whether they are correct."
He smiled and said, "I hope that next year or the year after, we can still sit here. By then, I will be able to explain to everyone what a great wizard is."
.............
As the most prestigious adventurers' club in all of Hogwarts.
After the first gathering concluded at 8 p.m. on Friday, sleepless wizards in the four common rooms eagerly awaited their academy's adventurers to recount their experiences at the party.
The older students were amazed by the splendor and brilliance of the party, believing that everyone's words and actions at the party would be published in future volumes of "The History of Magic".
"Believe me, such a brilliant argument will surely be recorded in history."
"I believe Ryan's discourse on wizarding ranks is perfectly worthy of being published in the Daily Prophet!"
"I have an idea! We can record what the participants say! We can then convey these words to the entire wizarding community!"
After the students with practical skills gathered, they began to randomly generate an "idea king".
Led by the "Idea King," they went to each participant to inquire about their speeches, thoughts, memories, and sensory experiences.
The goal is to create an "Adventurer's Handbook" that is worthy of being included in the Hogwarts Library.
Countless students are speculating, praising, and "fighting crickets."
"Senior Ryan said that some professors are elite wizards, and he himself is an elite wizard..."
"Senior Ryan is definitely stronger!"
"Impossible! How could a professor be weaker than a student!"
Meanwhile, the countless rumors circulating among the younger wizards are becoming increasingly bizarre.
Especially the Gryffindor district, which was overseen by the Weasley twins.
The message changed from "Ryan divided wizards into several ranks based on their magical skill and power" to "Ryan has ranked wizards."
Then it becomes "Lane requires all wizards to follow his established wizard hierarchy."
Then, on Sunday, a crying little wizard stormed into Professor McGonagall's office, yelling that he wanted to drop out.
He told Professor McGonagall that Lane Welsh wanted to stratify wizards and eliminate unqualified wizards, just like Voldemort.
"Oh, this is terrible! Lane Welsh is going to purge all the bad wizards!" the little wizard cried sadly. "I want to drop out of school!"
Ryan, summoned by Professor McGonagall, was bewildered, his mind filled with questions.
How come I didn't know I was supposed to eliminate wizards with poor grades?
Who's trying to make trouble for me?!
That's absolutely outrageous!
After being given a handful of Honeydukes candies, the young wizard was not only calmed down, but also agreed to take Ryan to find the person who said those things.
Before leaving the office, Professor McGonagall called out to Ryan, "Mr. Ryan, please put down the knife you're holding."
Ryan turned around, revealing a simple, honest smile: "Professor McGonagall, what are you saying? I don't understand."
"You just used Transfiguration to turn a licorice wand into a knife." Professor McGonagall's usually stern face showed a rare smile. "Very beautiful Transfiguration. I'll give Ravenclaw five points. And remember, the Transfiguration Club at five o'clock tonight."