Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

In the early morning of the next day, the freshmen of Hogwarts finished their breakfast and walked toward the green lawn outside the castle chattering.

Their first magic class was the secret art class, and the class took place on this empty lawn, so they even changed into white practice uniforms.

They were very curious about the magic system that Canaan said yesterday about the secret law class, which can cast spells without a wand.

After all, the wand has always been the standard equipment for wizards. Except for some wizards who can cast spells without a wand, no wizard can do without the wand.

When they came to the lawn, they realized that not only their first-year freshmen were here, but also the second-year and third-year seniors wearing white exercise uniforms, and they had already formed a team here.

Presumably they were going to take this secret technique class together.

Looking at the excited Hermione, Harry couldn't help but ask, "What must you know? You've been so happy along the way."

Hermione glanced left and right, and then whispered: "Harry, you will know, I think many people have guessed it. Canaan was mentioned in the Marvel book, Kama Taj's Mages are called mystics."

"Mystic?" Harry covered his mouth in surprise.

He is a Marvel fan and is very familiar with all the superheroes in Marvel.

So, does Ancient One's magic really exist, and Canaan is a mystic?

At this moment, Canaan's words interrupted Harry's thoughts.

"All first-year freshmen, line up at the front according to their height, our secret art class will start soon." Canaan stood in front of everyone and said loudly.

Upon hearing the order, the freshmen began to line up sparsely.

Hermione also deliberately stood in the first row, choosing a position closest to Canaan.

Canaan smiled at her, and then began to speak loudly: "Many people will be very curious about what the secret law class is, why it can be selected as one of the compulsory courses, and why I teach it."

Canaan paused, and then said: "I think many of you have read Marvel, do you like the stories in it?"

"Like~" the students responded loudly.

"Very well, here I want to tell you that all the stories told by Marvel are true, and Ancient One's magic also exists. Today I am here to teach you Ancient One's magic!"

The students immediately let out bursts of screams.

Obviously, Canaan's words made them unacceptable for a while.

Marvel's story turned out to be true. Is it true that there are multidimensional universes, and they are just an insignificant and small universe in the multidimensional universe.

"Oh, I can't believe it." Roger, who was standing in the last row, patted his head and said in disbelief.

"It's unbelievable! However, I thought of another good way to make money." George stood beside Roger and said with a smile on his face.

He is going to sell some of the same style of clothing and utensils as Karma Taj, and he believes it will be a big hit.

Roger glanced at George, but didn't answer. Since he was tricked by the brothers last time, he decided to break up with them.

However, the two brothers stuck to him like a dog's skin plaster every time, and they couldn't get rid of it.

Fred, who was standing on the other side of Roger, couldn't help but said, "What's a good way to make money?"

"It's a secret, I don't want to tell it here." George pouted.

"Enough, I hate your voice, can you stay away from me next time?" Roger couldn't help but shouted.

"That's not okay, we have to keep an eye on you." Fred shook his head and said.

"Hey, buddy, it seems that you still like Alita." George couldn't help but patted Roger on the shoulder and said.

Seeing that Roger didn't reply, George continued: "That's not your style, you know Alita won't like you."

Roger looked at Alita who was standing in the front row, where he could see Canaan's every move clearly.

He couldn't help shaking his head slightly, maybe Alita really liked Canaan.

And compared to Canaan, I'm just an ordinary student.

 …

"The most special thing about wizards and Muggles is that we have magic power in our bodies. Does anyone know where our magic power comes from?"

"It comes from the universe, what Gu Yi said." Hermione answered quickly with her eyes wide open.

Canaan smiled: "Very good, smart Miss Granger, then add 5 points to Ancient One."

"The magic I'm going to teach you today doesn't require the use of a wand, as long as you have the magic power, you can cast it."

When the voice fell to the ground, Canaan opened his hands and drew golden and red lines in the void.

"Collect cosmic energy, mobilize magic power, and recite spells."

Following Canaan's changing gestures, the complex golden-red lines have formed a circular shield-like pattern.

"Forge shields and weapons, then cast spells!"

After finishing speaking, Canaan pushed forward the shield in the void, and the lines that make up the shield were neatly separated.

Seeing this scene, there was a moment of silence on the green lawn.

"The name of this magic is Secret Art Shield. In the next period of time, your first task is to learn this magic. However, before that, you need to learn the most basic gymnastics."

Canaan squatted halfway, pressing his palms on the ground, his magic power surged, and golden lines emerged from the grass, dividing everyone like a grid.

This is the magic array arranged by Canaan in advance, which can supervise the learning of each student.

"Remember your seat, and start practicing with my movements now."

Canaan turned around, turned his back to them, and began to demonstrate Karma Taj's gymnastics, and the students behind him also began to learn in style.

"Secret magic is completely different from casting spells with wands. It requires us to have a good physique. Long-term practice can strengthen our physique, strengthen our body, and make us more flexible."

"When we practice, we need to calm down and feel the flow of magic power in our body. When our body gets used to the flow of magic power, we can release the secret energy and achieve the effect of releasing magic power. At that time, you Only then can you learn more advanced learning skills.”

"..."

After finishing the whole set of movements, Canaan turned around and corrected the wrong movements of individual students.

Because it was the first day of learning this kind of magic, the morale of the students was quite high, and they practiced very vigorously.

Many people said that they had a feeling after practicing, that they could feel the slow flow of magic power in their bodies.

"Hey, I feel it too, it's a warm feeling." George said pleasantly.

"I feel it too." Roger also cheered, but Fred and Rove not far away were more embarrassed, they didn't respond at all after practicing for a long time.

Soon more and more students, most of whom were third graders, said they felt a surge of energy in their bodies.

Canaan is not surprised by this. The third grade students have relatively more magic power in their bodies, so it is easier for them to feel the magic power flowing in their bodies.

At this time, Harry was doing gymnastics meticulously. Sweat was already appearing on his face, but he still didn't feel any energy flowing in his body.

"Ron, do you feel it?" He looked at Ron, who was also practicing hard, and couldn't help asking.

"Oh, no, nothing." Ron blushed and shook his head. He only felt something churning in his stomach, probably because he had eaten something bad in the morning.

Harry turned his head to look at Azik on the other side, his movements were very standard, every posture was quick and powerful, full of power.

"Hey, Azik, do you feel it?"

Ards didn't stop what he was doing, he turned to look at Harry and said, "Of course, it's very easy."

"How did you do that?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Calm down, Harry, I told Professor Bryan that while practicing movements, breathing is equally important." Azik shared his experience.

Harry nodded half-understanding, and couldn't help but praise: "You're so smart."

Azik stopped his movements and saw that Canaan was still on the other side of the playground, then he whispered in Harry's ear, "Harry, let me tell you secretly, I learned this movement before. My dad taught me Yes, but he never told me what this set of moves is for, and I didn’t know until today.”

"Your father is also a mystic?"

"It should be, but he never told me. I'm about to write a letter back and ask him." Azik said slowly.

"I really envy you, Azik, for having a good father." Harry's voice was a little low, thinking that he had never met his parents.

"Don't feel bad for Harry, your father is a hero." Azik comforted softly.

 …

An hour later, except for a short break in the middle, everyone was practicing the movements taught by Canaan.

Of course, there were also some students who were going to be lazy. When they were about to take a sneak break, a golden whip formed on the ground and beat them fiercely.

Canaan also recorded the names of these people, and then deducted their college points.

One of the students was Malfoy. This spoiled young master obviously couldn't stand such a high-intensity practice.

Canaan walked in front of him slowly, "If you can't stand it, I can apply to Dumbledore to exempt you from the arcane class."

Malfoy shook his head, but said nothing.

He glanced at Harry who had been practicing hard in the front left, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then practiced gymnastics.

Canaan nodded. In the original book, Malfoy was a spoiled child, and his mind was also occupied by the theory of pure blood. But if he can really teach this child well, maybe he can go on the right path.

"Okay, everyone can rest for ten minutes." Seeing that some students were exhausted, Canaan ordered loudly.

Hearing that they could rest, many people slumped on the grass one after another, sighing and complaining about their backaches.

The temperature in Britain in September is a bit low. In order to prevent the students from sweating and getting sick, Canaan asked the house elves to prepare some hot drinks and distribute them to everyone one by one.

They lay flat on the lawn, looked at the white clouds in the sky, drank sweet drinks, and coupled with the warm sunlight, they felt very peaceful and peaceful at the moment.

"Professor, can you play a piece of music for us?" a student suggested loudly.

"I want to hear it too. My mother said that the professor was a talented musician before." George echoed loudly.

Canaan smiled and got up slowly: "For the sake of your seriousness in class."

He placed the harpsichord, violin and other instruments one by one on the green grass from the storage bag.

The piece he was going to play was called Hedwig's Theme Song, which was the soundtrack that appeared in the Harry Potter movies in the previous life, and it was very classic.

Seeing that Canaan was so formal, the students sat up straight and leaned their hands on the grass, like loyal listeners.

Canaan stood in front of the instrument, bowed slightly to the students, and then waved his wand lightly.

Driven by magic, the harpsichord is the first to start the sound. This instrument is the predecessor of the modern piano, and its sound is crisp.

The melodious sound of string music spread along the lawn towards the surroundings of the castle, reaching the observatory and the main castle of Hogwarts not far away.

Some unknown birds chirped in the air, as if cheering for the music.

At this time, the low and gentle violin also joined in.

Professor McGonagall opened the window and poked his head out from the office on the second floor.

Professor Flitwick, who was teaching senior students, also stopped, and he made a "shh" gesture to the students.

Dumbledore in the principal's room put down the feather pen in his hand, leaned on the chair and listened to the music quietly.

The wonderful sound didn't stop, spreading farther and farther, even Hagrid's hut could be heard, Fangya was dancing excitedly with the ups and downs of the music.

Hogwarts was shrouded in music, and everything seemed to be peaceful.

 …

When it was lunch time, the younger students, dressed in gray and white training uniforms, lined up to their respective house seats.

Everyone was happily talking about the arcane lessons and the music Canaan played.

Canaan came to Dumbledore on the podium, "Do you mind if I sit next to you?"

Dumbledore shrugged and smiled: "Of course, if your little girlfriends don't mind."

Canaan smiled, not paying attention to Dumbledore's teasing.

With Dumbledore announcing the signal for the meal, rich food appeared in front of everyone.

And Canaan was very honored to eat delicious mutton with Dumbledore.

As for the students in the lower grades, they frantically grabbed the food on the table as if they hadn't eaten for three days.

George and Fred grabbed three chicken legs in one go, which shocked many people.

They swear they have never been so hungry.

Dumbledore looked up at the messy dining table below, and said with a smile: "It seems that your results today are good."

"The students are very serious." Canaan kept picking up the mutton in the pot with his chopsticks. He was also very hungry today.

Dumbledore nodded and couldn't help but ask, "What's the name of the piece of music you played today?"

“The Hedwiger Theme!”

"What do you think of using this piece as the school anthem?"

Canaan looked up at Dumbledore: "It's not good."

"..."

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