The students stared wide eyed, holding their breath, as if a single breath could send that ball of energy to some inappropriate place.
The destructive ball of lightning would not be sent anywhere by a single breath.
Under Garfield's precise control, it made contact with the ice and snow before him.
The moment of contact, the ball of lightning seemed to be activated by the ice and snow.
It instantly merged into it and exploded.
In an instant, the ice and snow on the water's surface turned into black particles and rapidly dissipated at a visible speed.
It was as if the layer of ice and snow had never existed.
Apart from the sound of breathing, there was nothing else.
Dumbledore was the quickest to react.
While marveling at Garfield's precise control of the power, he applauded him.
The applause from Dumbledore startled the faculty, staff, and students from all four houses.
They joined in the applause, and a few students whistled.
Students exclaimed, "So cool! So amazing! What kind of magic is that? My god! Precise control, that is masterful! Merlin's beard, I really wish I could be the Professor's student!"
Others added, "+1! +2! +10086!"
Amidst enthusiastic applause, Garfield waved his hand and sent the lake water back into the lake.
He said to the students, "Alright, demonstration over. What I just summoned was a bolt of lightning. In wizarding spells, there are not many lightning spells because their power is great and they are more difficult to control than wind, fire, water, and earth. If you want to learn, I can only apologize. There are some conditions involved."
Students groaned, "Oh no, Professor, you cannot do this! Professor, there must be some way, right? Professor, how about we give you some dried fish?"
Garfield teased the Gryffindor student who was offering him dried fish. "Alright, Mr. Doug, you gave me enough dried fish the other day. I cannot possibly eat it all myself. You know, those dried fish bothered me for a long time. In the end, I had to sell them and exchange them for Galleons to supplement your meals."
Many students could not help but laugh.
They had contributed to the dried fish.
These things were not expensive to begin with, but the price went up due to bulk purchases.
Garfield sold them cheaply, and they ended up back in the shop anyway.
The difference for the students was not much, and the Galleons ended up subsidizing their own meals.
It was all for nothing.
Dumbledore and Dipper felt the atmosphere was just right.
Dumbledore gave Dipper a look, and Dipper nodded knowingly.
The headmaster announced, "Alright, children. Today you have witnessed the magic you have always dreamed of and learned many life lessons. Now let our Professor Pendragon rest. You can return to your common rooms to discuss your experiences and prepare for a sumptuous dinner."
The students did not linger any longer.
They quickly rose from their seats and enthusiastically discussed the day's events as they returned to their common rooms.
After the students left, Dumbledore and his companions restored the Great Hall to its original state.
Garfield greeted Dumbledore and then dispelled all his magic before returning to his lodgings.
Garfield was confident that the students would write to their parents about what they had witnessed.
Back in the hall, the dragon figurine was resting as usual.
Garfield noticed some bright red on its mouth.
He sniffed it and recognized the smell as blood.
Perhaps that unlucky rat had gotten away with it.
Lying down by the warm fireplace, Garfield thought to himself.
There were no classes for the next few days anyway, and Christmas was almost here.
It was time to go home.
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After saying goodbye to Dumbledore and Dipper, Garfield first went to Carter Manor to greet old James and decline his invitation to spend Christmas at his home.
His second stop was Norway, Frigga's estate.
As a northern god, she naturally did not celebrate Christmas.
After chatting with Frigga for a while and having some tea, Garfield went to his third destination.
Wakanda was completely different from the cold weather of England.
One was a tropical paradise with year round high temperatures, the other a frigid zone, extremely cold.
Garfield chatted with the old Black Panther and casually picked up a new game console.
He stuffed it into his pocket and went to Kamar Taj.
Back in the Kamar Taj square, after seeing the apprentices training there, Garfield greeted them and went to find his master, the Ancient One.
Speaking of the Ancient One, Garfield could not help but complain.
He had only seen the movies and did not know how powerful the Ancient One was in the comics.
Of course, everyone has their own preferences, so we will not go into that.
The actress who played the Ancient One also apparently played Star Lord's mother and the Goddess of Death, Hela.
Garfield felt her portrayal of Hela was a bit too old.
In the comics, Hela is a woman in her twenties, not a fifty or sixty year old woman, and her smoky makeup was not that heavy.
Entering the living room, Garfield saw the Ancient One holding a handful of sunflower seeds, eating and reading a book.
Thanks to his excellent eyesight, he thought he could see the words "Golden Bottle" on the cover.
Before he could read the rest, the Ancient One had already put the book away.
The Ancient One said, "Garfield, instead of educating those little wizards at Hogwarts, you have run off here."
Garfield trotted over to the Ancient One, hugged her leg, wiped his snot, and wailed, "Master, your disciple missed you."
The Ancient One replied, "Speak human language."
Garfield said, "Okay. Do you know where Pandora ran off to? If we do not bring her back soon, I am worried that some universe is doomed."
The Ancient One rubbed her chin.
She naturally knew what kind of personality Pandora had.
She was always incredibly mischievous, and since falling into darkness, she had become even more outrageous.
It was normal for Pandora to do something outrageous now, but the Ancient One was not worried about anything, as long as Pandora did not go to the main universe.
She said, "You are right, but do not worry for now. As long as she does not go to the main universe and do something reckless, she will not die."
Garfield asked, "Master, how can you be sure she will not go back to the main universe?"
"Do not worry. She absolutely will not go to the main universe, unless..."
"Unless what?"
The Ancient One smacked Garfield on the head with her fan. "I will not tell you that. You will know after you take over the title of Sorcerer Supreme."
Garfield would not want the title of Sorcerer Supreme.
He would be working himself to the bone, constantly stuck in this universe defending against invasions from various creatures of the multiverse.
There would be no holidays, no social security, and more importantly, he might end up as a cosmic gazing dog.
The universe is so vast, with trillions of people.
What was wrong with being a single dog?
Besides, what would happen to Strange if he took over as Sorcerer Supreme?
Garfield said, "Master, let us leave this job to Strange."
The Ancient One replied, "Since you do not want it, then let him have it. Actually, Tony is not bad either."
Garfield said, "That is fine, but are you not afraid of some kind of anti Garfield magic armor coming out?"