Hogwarts, eighth floor, Ravenclaw's study.
When the wand vibrated, it created waves of magic. When it came into contact with the surrounding walls, desks, and people, it scattered a little bit of silver magic dust. It mixed with the dust flying in the sunlight through the skylight, and it was incomparably quiet.
As Jon released the magic in his body, a little bit of moisture suddenly appeared in the air around the magic waves. As Jon waved his wand, the moisture spread in all directions.
Opposite him, Stephen, who was eating his brunch, stuffed the last piece of cake into his mouth and smiled. He clapped his hands and praised, "Oh, not bad. You've successfully controlled the magic frequency on your fifth try today?"
Jon raised his wand and commanded the gradually clear water lines to float in the air. He looked straight ahead and said, "The training method is not too difficult, and Professor Sprout has already translated all the magic words. It won't be too difficult to learn. The real difficulty is at the end."
"Is that so? Then let me help you. "
Stephen waved his wand and said, "Clear Water Spring."
A small stream of water flew out from the tip of his wand. Stephen did not master this spell very well, and this stream of water was the best he could do for now.
The stream of water hit the ceiling and then scattered like fireworks, falling straight into the water lines that Jon had painstakingly maintained.
However, Jon was not completely unprepared. Under his command, the water lines in the air intertwined to form a net. When Stephen's stream of water fell into the air, Jon's net caught all the water droplets and widened the net a little.
"Not bad!"
Stephen grinned. "According to Professor Sprout's request, you've achieved your training goal today."
Jon spread his hands helplessly. He realized that the female elders around him, whether it was Ancestor Helga or Professor Sprout, were very similar in the way they cared for him.
They had to find someone to supervise him.
"I didn't bring you here for you to eat while looking at me every day. Can you not be so businesslike every day?"
"This is for your own good!"
Stephen deliberately made his voice low to sound mature. "I'm the guardian of your family. I have the right and obligation to watch over you."
Jon rolled his eyes and did not say anything.
What could he do? This right happened to be proposed by him and Ancestor Helga. He did not expect Stephen to use it now.
"But why didn't you tell us about such a good place earlier? It's fine if you didn't tell us, but why did you keep yourself in that small classroom? "
"The Room of All Requests was left by Lady Ravenclaw for the fated people in Hogwarts. of course, I can't just say that. Last year, you didn't know that I was a descendant of Huffff, right?"
"Not many people know about this, and even fewer know about this place." While speaking, Chown controlled the water lines to prevent them from falling from the sky. "Not many people know about this, and even fewer know about this place."
"Okay then, I'll go to class. You don't have to go to Professor Sprout's class, but I can't. "
Jon watched Stephen leave. Then, he put away his wand and activated the Eavesdropping Whisperer, combining it with his magic power in the air.
The training method that Professor Sprout gave him was called Poseidon. It was an ancient training method that was passed down from the Dark Ages after the Mythological Civilization. As a training method named after one of the gods in Greek mythology, the essence of this training method was to tap into the essence and potential of a Wizard's magic power. It was the best choice to build a good foundation.
When Amando was in charge of Hogwarts, this training method was widely used by graduates who went to the battlefield. After all, when one could not exceed one's progress, one could only improve by expanding and building a solid foundation.
The current situation was that Chown didn't lack progress, but his foundation did need to be strengthened.
Other things aside, he needed to strengthen the progress of his strength from using the Bloodline Purification Potion to purify his bloodline.
Only with a solid foundation could one continue to advance to a higher level.
Moreover, since the Kaos training method was used as a pre-war training method, the main application of this training method should not be to build a good foundation, but to improve one's combat ability.
Otherwise, why would he be given the divine name of Poseidon?
However, Jon only had an incomplete version. This was normal. After all, in the long history of Herbology, only a single copy of the Karstani manuscript was preserved. Even though there were many training methods, they were more likely to be damaged in the chaos of war.
Jon discovered this ability yesterday when Stephen tried to sneak an attack on him, but he was detected by the waves emitted by Poseidon.
The waves gave Jon the feeling that they were part of his body that had a sense of touch. It was not just a supplementary ability to improve Jon's magic control.
So, Jon had a bold idea.
He had Eavesdropper on him. In theory, it was the product of his hearing ability being strengthened by magic. Poseidon, on the other hand, strengthened his sense of touch. For a blind person, these two abilities were almost superhuman.
Of course, Jon was not blind, but he could improve his perception and hearing ability through training.
So, he activated Eavesdropper.
These two different types of magic were unexpectedly combined. Perhaps it was because they were cast by the same person, or because Eavesdropper was a passive magic. Either way, under the combined effect of the two spells, Jon's sense of hearing and touch overlapped.
Around him, the water lines rippled stiffly and slowly disappeared into the air. It was as if Poseidon's scepter was waving in the air to disperse the water lines. As for Jon … he closed his eyes and tried to familiarize himself with the feeling.
It was like a person who had never seen what the world was like suddenly discovering that he could sense the world. The perception provided by Poseidon was like a tentacle. Whatever Jon wanted, it would never change.
"But at this point, I should be considered a beginner."
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