Tom handed the finished wand to Professor Flitwick.
"Try it" He gestured for Professor Flitwick to try the wand.
Professor Flitwick took the wand and, with a simple wave of his hand, a cluster of blooming flowers appeared at the tip.
"It feels a little slow, but it works perfectly well," Flitwick confirmed the effectiveness of the wand.
"Excellent," Tom nodded with satisfaction, then pulled a dull one-handed knight's sword from the box he kept in the corner of the room. But although it was a one-handed sword, including the hilt, it was nearly five feet long. At this length, one could call this length the length of a person.
Tom installed the wand in the hilt of the one-handed sword and then slipped the one-handed sword into the hand of the puppet.
"Good, just in time to train the students in the Protego Charm."
McGonagall, Flitwick: Just be happy.
The wand Lockhart made gave them a little more confidence.
Tom then proceeded to carve runes into the body of the puppet, combining the solidified spell with the magic core, and finally carving a corresponding activation command into the magic core.
The general idea is not difficult, but the difficulty is that the amount of spells is relatively large and the workload is large. Tom carved for an hour and completed only two curses. During this period, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick sat on the sidelines and watched in disbelief.
Once the link between the Disarming Charm and the magical core had been established, Tom exhaled: it was done! His alchemical talent and rank were still too low, other alchemists could do it much faster than him. This speed was not only in the speed of carving, but also in the effectiveness of the rune sets.
For example, for a math problem, 101 x 99, Tom's side would do a difficult formula of 101 x 99, while a better alchemist would do (100 + 1) x (100 - 1), giving the answer 9,999 in one step.
The results are the same, but the other alchemists are faster.
Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick's attitude toward Tom changed a lot in this hour: they had actually seen Professor Lockhart work. For some time, they had thought that Lockhart had simply discovered a new technique for showing off. It was easy to take an exam, it was easy to teach a class. But the questions were good, he must have gone through the library.
The new spell he taught was refreshing, but the fact that it only happened once wasn't entirely convincing: what if it was someone else's idea, like a fan? The spell worked, but Lockhart's killing curse could probably only kill a spider, not the larger animals.
But that hour of concentration tonight wasn't a lie, and it made them think that blustering student might have actually learned a lot from his travels.
Some geniuses travel the world and become a springboard to fame for others, but Professor Lockhart, in his travels, had really learned something. thought Professor McGonagall to herself, intending to use Lockhart as an example to encourage her students who wanted to travel after graduation.
You see, you don't always have to run into trouble when you travel! Professor Quirrell was an example.
Tom looked at the two professors and smiled apologetically, "I got so caught up in carving that I left them hanging..."
They both waved their hands and said it was no big deal.
Tom got up and took the modified chessboard out of the cabinet next to the wall, of course, it was back to the normal chessboard size.
"You can try my enhanced magic chess," Tom said, handing the box of chess pieces to Professor Flitwick. Things copied by the copy spell would disappear after a while, leaving only the original version.
"That's not very nice," said Professor McGonagall, conjuring a table and feeling guilty: while her colleague was busy with work, she was playing on the side....
No, this was her job, wasn't it?
The guilt disappeared a little.
Tom waved his hand, thinking it was no big deal.
Flitwick fiddled with the pieces and, after a while, suddenly asked, "Does your enhanced magic chess need a bishop?"
"Actually, I want to transform the bishop into a wizard, but I haven't had time to do it yet."
"That's easy to manage!" Flitwick blinked and worked with Professor McGonagall to modify the bishop piece so that it could cast ranged spells, like a small blizzard and a firestorm, as well as group healing and slowing....
"I think I've made the bishop too strong" Professor McGonagall realized this only after the transformation was complete.
"We could limit the number of times we can use it! Say we can only use it once in a battle, but in the end, we both control the spells" Flitwick thought of a good way to balance things out.
Immediately after, the two began testing the new game. But when it came time to deal out the pieces, Professor Flitwick took the king and queen pieces.
"How is it that one of these two pieces looks like Mr. Yodel and the other like Miss Granger? "he wondered, as the two pieces looked very much like his two pupils.
"Miss Granger came to see me earlier to apply for a teaching assistant position. She was working on magical chess, so I thought I'd give her a tryout, but I didn't expect her to be so good at transfiguration" Tom made a very convincing argument.
Flitwick nodded: so that was that. He looked at the transformed pieces and said, "Miss Granger has mastered the art of transfiguration very well, and the details are very fine. Look at it, Minerva."
Professor McGonagall took the two pieces and they were indeed a masterpiece.
"Miss Granger was called little 'McGonagall' when she first entered the school!" added Professor Flitwick. But no one says that anymore.
"I almost got into Ravenclaw back then, and the Sorting Hat hesitated for a long time," Professor McGonagall recalled the day she entered the school.
Once the talk was over, the two of them passed out the chess pieces and set out to play.
The game brought a whole new experience to the game, as Flitwick and McGonagall seemed to be in command of a battle, which kept them entertained.
Tom, on the other hand, restarted the rune carving.
Some time later, Tom had finished building the links between the spells, and Professors McGonagall and Flitwick were still playing chess on the sidelines.
"What time is it?" Professor McGonagall looked sharply at the clock on the wall. When she saw the time, her pupils dilated.