At noon, Wayne had a simple lunch and didn't continue to study magic. Instead, he went to bed and fell asleep.
He had been excited all night and had been out shopping for half the morning, so he was already quite sleepy.
He slept soundly, and when he woke up, the wall clock was past five o'clock.
He heard some commotion downstairs and, curious, walked out of his bedroom in his pajamas.
His two maids and a chef were all highly paid and well-mannered, they had never made such a fuss before.
"Master Wayne."
Seeing Wayne coming downstairs, a maid quickly approached him, her face still a little shocked.
"What's wrong, Linda."
"Just now, several owls suddenly flew in and threw these things in the living room, then flew away after a while."
Linda was still a little flustered as she spoke. Owls are nocturnal creatures, rarely seen during the day, let alone these things.
On the rug in the living room, several large packages were placed there, unopened.
Wayne knew these were the things he bought in Diagon Alley, sent by the shops.
As for why those owls flew away after a while, generally, after the goods are delivered, the recipient needs to prepare some food for the owls to replenish their energy.
This was Wayne's first time. Obviously, he had forgotten about this.
But
He glanced at Linda and the other maid, Eileen, as well as the chef, Bruce.
He would inevitably be studying magic at home in the future, and it would undoubtedly create quite a stir. It was inconvenient to have them stay at home.
The same would be true when he went to Hogwarts to study, he would spend more time at school than at home each year.
He was considering whether he should just dismiss them.
He couldn't call it dismissal, the Laurence family had many businesses, and if they wanted, Wayne would provide them with a job at the same salary or higher.
"Alright, it's probably some new technology, I bought these things." Wayne made up an excuse to get them off his back.
"Linda, Eileen, put the things in the study, Bruce, what's for dinner tonight?"
"How about steak, Master Wayne."
"Add a rack of ribs."
"Yes."
...
After dinner, Wayne came to his study to unpack the packages.
Putting aside things he didn't need for the time being, he placed a few year one textbooks on the table and picked up "Standard Spells, Grade 1" to read.
Spells are the foundation of everything. Strictly speaking, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and even Dark Arts are all spells.
As long as you master spells well, it will be quite helpful to other subjects as well.
He casually waved his hand, and the cup on the table shattered on impact.
Wayne took out his wand, following the instructions in the book, concentrating, raising his wrist slightly, then pressing down, chanting at a fixed rhythm.
"Reparo."
As if time were rewinding, all the shards flew back to their original positions, the cracks disappearing without a trace.
"It's pretty easy."
Wayne muttered to himself.
He didn't even think about it, his spellcasting talent had already reached SS-, there weren't many people in history who were better than him, if learning a repairing spell was difficult.
Then the other wizards might as well go be Squibs.
At the same time, Wayne also noticed that holding the wand and casting spells according to the guidance in the book.
His spirit and intention were easily concentrated, and there was no obscure feeling of needing to exert effort to cast spells.
No wonder most wizards and Squibs were no different without a wand.
Over the next hour, Wayne read and practiced, and soon learned several basic spells.
Lumos, Cleanse, Levitation, Alohomora.
He not only learned them, but he could also simplify some of the steps.
For example, the Levitation Charm, the rhythm of the chant is very important, if the pause is wrong, the spell will fail or be incomplete.
What does incomplete mean?
For example, you want to make the pen float one meter high, but it only floats half a meter and the direction of motion is uncontrollable.
These are all introduced in the books.
But Wayne only needed to chant it clearly and completely, and his gestures could also be more casual, and the spell would be successfully cast.
In two words, it was...
Amazing!
"System, is spell proficiency graded?" Wayne suddenly asked in his mind.
【Spell proficiency levels are divided into Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, and Master.】
【The host can improve proficiency levels through practice and comprehension, and can also draw corresponding spells in the card draw to add proficiency levels.】
"Is there a panel for my spell proficiency?"
A luminous screen appeared in front of Wayne, he glanced at it, the few spells he had just learned were already at the intermediate level.
It made Wayne feel a lot better.
The biggest advantage of the panel was that it gave him a clear understanding of his own state and allowed him to see his progress after his efforts.
Sometimes people are not unwilling to work hard, but rather their efforts do not see results.
Without continuous positive feedback, naturally, they will not persevere for long.
Now Wayne was full of enthusiasm.
In just one night, he learned all the spells he needed to master in year one, and they were all at the intermediate level.
Over the next few days, Wayne did not go out.
Besides going downstairs to eat, he spent the rest of his time in his bedroom and study, constantly learning magic.
With his powerful magical talent coupled with the photographic memory of his memory palace, Wayne's progress was too fast.
He not only mastered the content of year one, but he also learned all the content of "Standard Spells, Grade 3" and before, mastering a large number of commonly used spells.
If Professor McGonagall knew his progress, she would be shocked.
He had self-taught to year three in just a few days, so when year one was over, wouldn't he be able to directly participate in the NETWs exam with the seventh-graders?
Time flew by, and it was August.
The London weather became even hotter, the annoying cicadas made people's tempers worse, but this didn't affect Wayne, who had cast a silencing spell on his room.
Clap!
Closing "Dark Arts: Self-Defense Guide", Wayne stretched.
He walked to the window, pulled open the curtains, and the dazzling sunlight shone in, making him involuntarily squint his eyes.
"I'm tired of reading books, why not go to Diagon Alley again."
Last time, because he was accompanied by Professor McGonagall, there were many things he couldn't buy.
This time, he could go on a shopping spree.
......
Let's talk about the talent rating issue, the little author's setting is also based on some of the famous wizards in the official website materials, I ranked them myself, and then determined the level.
For example, the Deathly Hallows brothers, I ranked them SSS level, which is certainly not rigorous.
But it's not purely a mathematical problem, comprehensive evaluation is a general concept, the main measurement standard is still combat effectiveness.
So Defense Against the Dark Arts, Spells, Magic, and these aspects account for a large proportion.
I understand that you may have objections, I will try to make it as reasonable as possible, at least I can give my reasons, so that you don't feel so uncomfortable.