After the surprise of finding something lost had faded, Neville stared at Roger for a few seconds, recognizing him.
When he had visited his parents at St. Mungo's, he had happened to see a young wizard of the same age and had looked at him a few extra times. The other boy had turned and given him a friendly smile.
Although he remembered now, Neville didn't use this as an excuse to strike up a conversation with Roger.
Neville was a rather introverted child.
After settling his luggage, the train started moving, and Roger pulled out two books to read.
Seeing Roger so engrossed, occasionally underlining, circling, and making notes in both books, Neville felt too awkward to disturb him, even with the excuse of passing the time during the boring train journey.
Even when the equally bored Hannah tried to talk to him, he only responded in a low voice, afraid of disturbing Roger.
Until...
Roger looked up from his book, put down his pen, and looked towards the carriage door.
He had sensed a gaze.
A little girl with thick curly hair and a pretty face stood at the carriage door, staring at Roger's books through the glass window with wide eyes.
Neville, who had been paying attention to Roger, noticed Roger's movement and turned his head in the direction of Roger's gaze.
He then stood up, opened the carriage door, and asked the girl standing at the door, "Excuse me, have you not found a seat?"
Neville's introversion meant he wasn't good at interacting with people, but he was a kind-hearted person who was always happy to help others and was brave in action.
"No, I was just curious about what that is, is it a spell, a magical item, or..." The curly-haired girl raised her hand in Roger's direction.
"My name is Hermione, Hermione Granger. Could you please tell me?" She always approached others with respect when asking questions.
To her, knowledge was precious, and she disliked devaluing it.
Her respect for knowledge suppressed the instinctive defensive state she would have otherwise shown when interacting with unfamiliar young wizards.
"Are you talking about this?" As Roger spoke, the book in front of him flipped a page without any wind.
"Yes!" Hermione's face showed great interest.
Hannah and Neville, however, showed no reaction to this phenomenon.
Hermione, like Roger, had Muggle parents and had suddenly awakened as a witch, having never encountered magic before. Suddenly entering a strange new world, she was naturally full of curiosity.
For Hermione, who had been a top student since her Muggle school days, the best way to understand an unfamiliar group was naturally to read.
She had bought many books from Flourish and Blotts and read them every day, often cutting her fingers on the edges of the pages. Having the ability for pages to turn automatically like Roger's would be much more comfortable... It was summer, and wearing gloves was too hot, and she didn't want sweaty hands.
Having been born into the wizarding world, Neville and Hannah, one from a pure-blood family and the other with some pure-blood lineage, were unfazed.
They had heard of books that bite, let alone books that turn pages by themselves.
Curious? A little, but they were too lazy to investigate further. There were too many strange things and magical items in the wizarding world, and they had long been desensitized. Unless it was something like, 'This is too weird, what is this thing?', they generally wouldn't bother exploring it.
Roger didn't keep Hermione in suspense regarding her question; he answered directly, "The Levitation Charm."
"It's the first spell in the first chapter of the first-year Hogwarts textbook, 'Standard Book of Spells, Grade 1.' It's very simple and low-risk, perfect for young wizards to start with."
"The incantation is, Wingardium Leviosa." As he spoke, Roger flicked his finger, and the book floated slightly, then he made a stroke, and the page turned.
Roger didn't dislike answering others' questions. While imparting knowledge to others, he also sorted through his own knowledge, identifying and filling gaps.
If you find that you cannot teach your knowledge to others, there are generally two situations: one is that you have not fully mastered the knowledge, and the other is that the cognitive or intellectual gap between the two parties is too large.
"You're casting it? You... you didn't use a wand, and you didn't say the incantation!" Hermione, who had been a Muggle not long ago, looked incredulous.
"Wandless spellcasting. A wand greatly enhances your ability to communicate with magic during spellcasting. For wandless spellcasting, you just need to put more concentration into the casting process. Silent spellcasting is a method of casting by mentally reciting the incantation, which requires a deep understanding of the spell. If your concentration and understanding of the spell reach the pinnacle, you might not even need to recite it mentally; a single thought becomes magic."
Its specific manifestation was somewhat similar to the scene where Harry Potter and his cousin visited the zoo, and the glass in front of the snake disappeared due to a magical outburst.
However, it had little practical value in combat. Spells cast with the aid of a wand and incantation were definitely stronger, even if it was just enough to conceal one's combat intentions, a silent spell would suffice; thought-based casting was completely unnecessary.
"Of course, I haven't reached that level. I'm only using wandless and silent spellcasting, and I can only cast the Levitation Charm this way."
"???"
As Roger finished speaking, not only Hermione but also Hannah and Neville were stunned.
They knew a little about both wandless and silent spellcasting; those were techniques that only a few exceptionally gifted wizards could master! What Roger said sounded like: 'Want to become a music master? Just learn music theory, memorize the timbre of the instrument, grasp the rhythm, and inject emotion to increase tension.'
Easy to say, but incredibly difficult to do! Seeing their expressions, Roger shook his head and continued, "Don't over-mythologize things. The power of magic is almost miraculous; it is linked to the heart."
"Believe in magic, believe in yourself, and unite knowledge and action. Magic will not fail those who love it."
"If you don't believe in yourself that you can do it, then you really can't."
In Roger's opinion, the magic in this world was very special.
It wasn't like cultivation or martial arts, which depended on innate talent or spiritual roots, nor like some magic that required elemental affinity or mental attributes.
What it required was the power of the mind and will.
It was somewhat similar to Haki in 'One Piece.' If you believe you can do it, it will grant you miracles. If your will weakens, you will be beaten by new pirates like some of the Seven Warlords who drastically lost their power! Just like Snape; after the 'Chosen One' appeared, his ambition vanished, and the Half-Blood Prince, who had been advancing rapidly on the magical path, became an ordinary Potions professor.
"If you are interested in delving deeper into magic, I suggest you practice the Levitation Charm more," Roger said, shifting his gaze from Hermione to Neville and Hannah.
"This spell requires continuous casting, which can greatly train your concentration on magic. Once you can cast it wandlessly, it becomes advanced 'weight-bearing' training. Learning to cast it silently and integrating it into your life can also train your fine-tuning magical manipulation skills."
After answering the question and giving his advice, Roger raised his hand, and the two books on the table floated back into his bag.
Hermione, having received her answer, thanked Roger thoughtfully and ended their chance encounter.
The two books Roger put back were a first-year History of Magic textbook and a history of the Muggle world. During his leisure time, he enjoyed comparing the two books, referencing his past life memories and the knowledge indirectly hinted at in Professor McGonagall's book.
Searching for how much of this history had been 'altered' was like a decryption game, bringing Roger considerable amusement.
"Neville, Hannah, I have a question for you." His reading interrupted, Roger stopped and suddenly remembered something.
"After we enroll, we'll be sorted into the four houses. Which one do you want to go to?"
The train was about to arrive at the station, and the Sorting Ceremony was imminent.
This Sorting Ceremony would have a considerable impact on Roger's academic career for the next seven years. Therefore, even though Roger was eighty to ninety percent sure, he still wanted to make a final confirmation as the moment approached.
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