Learning to release magic power is only the first step. Next, Daphne must learn to control the mana. The goal that Rhys set for her was to maintain the small cyclone formed by the external magic power for a long time before dinner today.
After finishing the key points, he left Daphne aside and let her practice on her own.
"The more you practice, the more you practice, and the more you practice, the more you can make up for your weakness," Rhys said three times to emphasize.
This principle is universal even in the Wizarding world.
Daphne's talent is good, and her progress is much faster than what Rhys expected. Before it was lunchtime, she was able to control the magic output and keep the cyclone in her palm stable.
"Very good, next you try to change the location of the magic power to the soles of your feet. It's very simple, there is no difference from releasing it in the palm of your hand." Rhys recalled Helga's teaching method of 'patience' and taught her the most basic things step by step.
Daphne nodded and began to try further.
In order to better control the magic output, she simply took off her obstructive boots and socks and stood barefoot on the marble floor.
The stimulation brought by the cold ground made her curl up her toes, but the coolness also made her mind clearer. Under her control, magic power gathered in the center of the foot, forming two stable magic power groups.
Under the influence of magic, Daphne floated up, hovering an inch above the ground.
Wow, would you look at that? this kid has talent. Looking at Daphne's rapid progress, Rhys was stunned.
After a moment of silence, he continued with the next step of guidance.
He split the flying magic into a dozen independent points. As long as Daphne masters these points skillfully and then releases them in one go, she will be able to fly successfully.
In the following time, Daphne was completely immersed in her own world. Even lunch was packed by Rhys in the auditorium and brought back to her to eat in the secret room.
During the learning process, she showed great talent, and in just one day, she roughly mastered the magic of flying.
"Be careful to control the magic output when flying for the first time. Don't fly too fast and too high -" Looking at Daphne floating in the air, Rhys gave guidance to avoid wasting all previous efforts due to eagerness for success.
At this time, Daphne turned a deaf ear to Rhys's words because she was experiencing an unprecedented experience.
Human beings have never concealed their desire to fly freely in the sky, including wizards. In order to fly into the sky, Muggles invented airplanes, while wizards chose broomsticks. These methods all rely on external forces. But this sensation is what flying truly means! So, not using any hindrance and only by using your own self can you experience this feeling of freedom.
Unlike being held and floated like a balloon, Daphne was really flying according to her own will this time. The excitement made her heart beat rapidly, and the blood was driven by the heart to flow at high speed in the blood vessels, causing her eardrums to ring loudly. The air blew through her silver hair, and her robe fluttered behind her. The feeling of flying was so wonderful that joy filled her brain. She is free and can soar freely in the sky like a bird.
It was not until evening that she reluctantly fell back to the ground from the sky above the secret room.
The consumption caused by flying was huge, and not a trace of blood was left on the girl's face.
Looking at Daphne who looked tired, Rhys thought to himself: He had to go to the Storage Cupboard at Hogwarts to get some potion ingredients and prepare some potions for her to replenish her physical strength and energy. If there aren't any in the closet, send Lupet a letter and ask her to buy some.
The Storage Cupboard in Hogwarts is not strictly guarded. Rhys only needs to take more raw materials during potions class and put them in his schoolbag to take away before the class ends.
However, the raw materials that are easily accessible are common raw materials. The rarer ones need to be purchased by yourself or "searched" in Professor Snape's private storage room.
"Excellent, I've never seen such a good start." Potions were in the future, and now he needed to praise the girl.
In just one day, she went from having never heard of "mana control" to mastering "flying magic". This talent of magic control was truly unique among the wizards he had ever seen.
Fortunately, she met a traditional teacher like myself, otherwise this talent would only be wasted under the modern magic education system.
"Really?" The girl sitting cross-legged on the ground raised her head, her eyes sparkling: "Can I fly around again to consolidate my feeling?"
"Let's call it a day for now." Rhys firmly rejected her request, "Too much is not good, you have practiced enough today, here -"
He took out a box of chocolate frogs from his arms and handed it to her.
"Eat some chocolate first to replenish your strength, and then we'll go back to the auditorium for dinner."
"What about tomorrow?" Daphne looked at Rhys with longing eyes, fearing that Rhys would not want to start classes tomorrow.
"I remember reading a magazine about how Sundays are for relaxing, you won't let me relax?"
"Only Muggles have Sundays for that, we wizards don't talk about this!" Daphne came up with a very clever answer, which made Rhys laugh.
Since the student was so eager to learn, it was hard for a teacher to refuse, so Rhys agreed to her request.
"No, let's go out another way." Rhys stopped Daphne who wanted to get out of the secret chamber. After flying along the pipe at noon, Rhys vowed not to fly up through the sewer pipe even if he starved to death in the secret chamber.
That pipe has been sealed by him - how could Slytherin and Slytherin's favorite heir enter and exit the secret chamber through the sewer? It's too embarrassing! How dishonorable!
"Is there any other way out?"
"Of course." Rhys took Daphne to his statue and stepped hard on a marble tile on the ground.
A two-meter-square tile rose from the ground, slowly holding the two of them up until they were leveling with the statue's face.
Rhys looked at the statue and said in Parseltongue: "Open."
One second passed, two seconds passed, three seconds passed...
Nothing happened.
Rhys: "?"
"Open!" He repeated the operation again, and nothing happened.
Rhys was a little confused: Why did the password he set become invalid?
But the problem is not big. As the real owner of the secret chamber, Rhys has the highest authority here, and he will not be blocked by a password code.
"The password reveals itself." Rhys gave the order to the statue.
One of the statue's eyes lit up, and a beam of light shot out from the pupil of the eye and landed on the marble slab at his feet, showing the statue's current password.
[Speak to me, Slytherin—the greatest of the Hogwarts Four]
Rhys was silent for a moment, and then he felt his blood surge, dizziness, and chest tightness: This sounds too narcissistic! Who? Who changed my password to something like this!?
What's even more desperate is that this password was also seen by Daphne...
Rhys's face felt hot: This is flattery!
Fortunately, his other three old friends couldn't see this password, otherwise, they would laugh at this ass-licking password for the rest of their lives.
Rhys even had auditory hallucinations. Godric's voice seemed to ring in his ears, and he shouted happily: "Yeah! The greatest of us all! The greatest founder of Hogwarts! All bow down to Mr. Gratest!"
Rhys's eyes darkened.
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