"Little wizards, I need you to stand in the four directions of the stage according to your House." Felix waved his hand and lifted the magic that restricted the sound.

The students off-stage were dumbfounded as Felix walked to one edge of the square gilded stage, "Slytherin, gather here!" He then walked to the other sideline, "Ravenclaw, gather here!"

"Gryffindor, gather here!"

"Hufflepuff, gather here!"

As Felix walked around the stage, all the young wizards understood what the professor meant, and they quickly moved.

"Ginny, this way!"

Ron shouted at his sister, and Harry looked over at the sound to find Ginny holding hands with a Ravenclaw girl, stuck motionlessly in place.

The girl had a strange necklace around her neck, seemingly strung with some sort of corks, and her long, light blonde hair dishevelled in a mess.

She, like Ginny, didn't move at all, and Harry even thought that she didn't seem to be thinking clearly, and at the moment glaring at the young wizards who kept passing her by.

Ron squeezed past, with Harry and Hermione close behind.

"Ginny, come on. Uh ... this?" Ron looked at the Ravenclaw girl in front of him.

"I'm her new friend," the girl's eyes slid over him, pausing briefly in front of Harry before finally resting on Hermione.

"I know you, a lot of people say that you should be sorted into Ravenclaw." Her eyes settled on Hermione.

"Is that so? I think Gryffindor is fine." Hermione replied.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and Harry said cautiously, "I think we should hurry ..."

Most of the young wizards took up their positions, which made their small group rather conspicuous.

Even Professor Hap had looked over.

Ron tugged Ginny up to a trot and the girl suddenly said, "Luna, Luna Lovegood. My name."

Harry, who is running at the end of the line, had to stop and introduce himself to her, "Uh, I'm Harry Potter."

"I know you." The girl named Luna said.

Harry muttered, "Really?" The scene in front of him is a bit awkward, he hurriedly said, "See you later!" And with that, he went after his friend.

Luna arrived unhurriedly at the Ravenclaw's location, and she waved at Ginny on the other side.

"Who's that?" Ron asked Ginny.

"My new friend," Ginny said a little sheepishly as she saw Harry staring at her as well, "Our two families are actually very close to each other, but separated by a mountain."

" That Hill?" Harry asked, intrigued. He had been to Ron's house this year and had learned from the twins that one of their dreams as children, according to Fred, was to "fly over the Hill on a toy broomstick".

Ginny glanced up quickly at Harry and whispered, "A little further north, their house is on top of a hill."

On stage, Felix withdrew his eyes and muttered: Luna, and the little red-haired witch, is that the youngest daughter of the Weasleys?

When the last little witch had taken her place, Felix spoke, "Next we need to practice in pairs, and you can choose your own pair, preferably in the same year."

The young wizards once again moved, and Felix and Snape stepped off the stage, straightening out the disorganized group.

"Teams of two, five meters apart."

Like a gliding bat, Snape floated silently behind Harry and Ron, who were chatting away at the moment. Snape rolled up his sleeves and slapped his hands hard on both heads, "Focus, you two."

Harry and Ron grimaced as they watched Snape's back as he left, and Ron asked in disbelief, "How does he manage to walk without a sound?"

Five minutes later, the young wizards were lined up in an orderly fashion.

"Everyone looks at me and recite the spell with me." Felix, who had re-entered the stage, said, "Be careful not to point your wand at your partner, the wand should be swung in small swings and then stabbed out quickly, like this-"

"Expelliarmus!"

On the stage, a dazzling red light like a searing lightning bolt flew out from the wand in Professor Hap's hand.

The young wizards in all directions on the stage shouted in unison, "Expelliarmus!"

"Very well, continue."

"Expelliarmus!"

"Watch the angle of your wands, continue!"

"Expelliarmus!"

"Very well," said Felix, "next is the theoretical knowledge about magic spells, I will only talk about the most important ..."

After about twenty minutes, the young wizards waving their wands back-forth, despite still none of them succeeded.

Felix and Snape whispered two words, he spoke: "Little wizards, take out the parchment you were just given."

The young wizards took out the parchment in uncertainty.

"-Professor Snape and I exchanged opinions, your questions mainly focus on the following seven, I will go through them all, and you can compare yourselves."

" Blake, please come up here, I need your cooperation."

After twenty minutes of speaking, Felix's mouth got a little dry, but he knew in his heart that his advice could only work for some schoolmasters, while most of the young wizards would learn magic mainly by "feeling" and "repetition".

So for the next half hour, he and Snape kept walking through the crowd, giving specific pointers.

"Miss Page, you are not decisive enough in stabbing your wand, think about how I just demonstrated, and look at the seventh article on the parchment."

"Mr. Warren, your spell pronunciation is not standard. Yes, the incantation is non-essential, but that will take you to master it."

"This ... one, your name is Neville Longbottom? You're too nervous, confidence is important! Imagine you successfully performing the spell, yes, I suggest you picture it in your head twenty times."

Every ten minutes, he called up a few wizards with typical errors to the stage to demonstrate, and Felix found that showing mistakes was more effective than showing them correctly - at least, a number of the young wizards realized they had made the same mistakes after laughing at them.

"Thank you, Neville, your issue is very representative. Also, five extra points for Gryffindor."

"And you, Miss Vera, you're so rigid, everyone, don't laugh, if Miss Vera showed a tenth of her talent in ancient magic texts, she would absolutely amaze you. Ravenclaw plus five points."

"Marcus ... Anyway, let's not imitate him, let's at least thank him for his courage, Slytherin plus five points."

Felix wiped his sweat, the problem with guidance wasn't terrible, what was terrible was how you could try to preserve the little wizards' self-esteem and compliment them differently.

'I should prepare compliments and write down all the reasons I can think of. That way I won't have to think of them on the spot. .....a compliment.'

Finally, an hour and a half after the dueling session had started, a fifth-year young wizard succeeded.