Alan's paper had ignited a blaze of thought within the walls of Hogwarts. The shock it caused ran far deeper than any prank or House Cup dispute. Professor Flitwick, as the center of this storm and the earliest advocate of Alan's theory, decided to settle all the noise and doubt with an indisputable practical demonstration.
In the special event room of the Advanced Charms Club, an unusual solemnity filled the air. Every face present represented the finest magical talent from across Hogwarts. They had been invited to witness the demonstration, all eyes focused on the podium. Alan was among them, quietly standing in a corner, like a calm observer.
"Good evening, students."
Professor Flitwick's voice rang out. He stood atop a podium specially raised for him. Though small in stature, his presence dominated the room. The gentle humor and warmth usually present on his face were replaced with the absolute seriousness and focus of a dueling master.
"Recently, one of our own—Alan Scott—has proposed a revolutionary theory."
His gaze swept across the crowd before briefly resting on Alan.
"He believes that spells can be treated as modules—units that can be disassembled and recombined. Tonight, I will demonstrate the tremendous power this theory holds in practice."
He raised his wand, steady as a rock.
"In this demonstration, I will not use any spells beyond the second-year curriculum. The five spells I will use are ones that each of you should already be familiar with from first-year classes."
He tapped the wand against the blackboard. Five words appeared in silver magical glow:
Wingardium Leviosa
Lumos
Expelliarmus
Impedimenta
Alohomora
A low murmur spread through the students: confusion, puzzlement, and even a hint of disappointment. These five spells were the simplest foundation of their magical education. What could they possibly prove? Make a feather float higher? Light up a room? How could such basic spells demonstrate a groundbreaking theory?
Then, in the next instant, all their preconceptions were shattered.
Professor Flitwick began his demonstration.
His wand movements were minimal—so subtle they were almost imperceptible. The crystal ink bottle on the podium silently lifted from the wooden surface and hovered steadily in midair. Silent Levitation.
Next, an almost invisible pulse of magic shot from his wand, striking the floating bottle with perfect precision. Impedimenta.
The bottle's forward motion abruptly slowed, but it didn't stop; it continued to drift slowly and steadily toward the other end of the classroom.
At that moment, a third action occurred.
Flitwick flicked his wand sharply, and a concentrated crimson beam erupted—not aimed at any student, but at the slowed ink bottle. Expelliarmus!
A miraculous scene unfolded.
The violent impact of the Disarming Charm did not shatter the fragile bottle. Instead, Flitwick controlled it with incredible precision, condensing the force into two pure points of energy. The red beam struck the bottle's side at a perfect angle, altering its trajectory instantly. The bottle became a black shadow, whistling toward the classroom's heavy locked wooden door.
The entire sequence was breathtakingly fast.
Just before the bottle collided violently with the door, a faster spell followed. Alohomora.
The lock clicked softly, almost inaudibly. The heavy door swung open just enough for the bottle to pass through. It cleared the threshold and landed in the cold corridor outside with a quiet thud, following a smooth, controlled arc.
Fluid, precise, flawless.
With just three of the most basic spells, he perfectly replicated the remote object transport effect of the advanced fourth-year spell, Flying Charm!
The room first fell into a deathly silence, followed by a collective gasp.
But that was only the beginning.
The next ten minutes became Professor Flitwick's magical sanctuary.
He forcibly embedded the photon model of Lumos into the retardation field of Impedimenta. The result was no longer mere deceleration; within the designated area, it erupted into a dazzling flash zone capable of instantly overwhelming anyone caught inside.
He reversed the repulsion field of Wingardium Leviosa and coupled it with the forceful stripping logic of Expelliarmus. A "gravity trap" was formed, pulling objects in the area toward a single point. A chair screeched across the floor as it was dragged and immobilized at the trap's center.
He did even more. He invoked the energy sequence of Alohomora, normally used to dismantle magical locks, to disrupt the integrity of the Impedimenta field, creating a "one-way magical barrier" that allowed objects to enter but prevented them from leaving.
Block.
Confuse.
Attack.
Defend.
Redirect.
Just five basic spells—yet in his hands, they became atoms of infinite potential. He was no longer merely a caster; he was a programmer standing in a higher dimension, freely calling upon the underlying "code" and writing it into dozens of entirely new, logically sound, and astonishing magical applications.
When Professor Flitwick finally lowered his wand, the entire room was silent.
Everyone was frozen, awed by the duel master's mastery of spell control that had reached a level of perfection. They could not speak a word. Looking at the five words still written on the blackboard, they realized how shallow and laughable their previous understanding of magic had been over the past decade.
Flitwick's gaze pierced the silence and landed on Alan.
In his eyes burned unhidden admiration, mixed with the excitement and fervor of a seeker encountering a worthy rival.
Through this unparalleled demonstration, he made one thing perfectly clear—to Alan, and to all future elite wizards: the only path to higher magical mastery is this:
In the hands of a true spell master, basic spells are the fundamental "code" that makes up the entire magical world.
And imagination and logic are the greatest forces, capable of writing this "code" into limitless, magnificent achievements.
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