"Oh, that's alright. I have homework to finish anyway. But before you make plans, we should find an empty classroom and teach Harry how to use his tricorder," she said dreamily with a wave of her hand, making Harry bounce with excitement.
"Wand," Hermione said at their blank looks. "Harry is having a hard time believing in magic. He thinks all of this is one great experiment with technology," she huffed, a bit put out that Luna was playing along with that idea. How was she supposed to teach Harry magic if the other girl was feeding his delusion?
"Well, after seeing that bloody ghost, glasses that came from nowhere, and the woman who turns into a cat, I might be swayed into believing in magic," Harry confessed as he ate his last bite of dessert.
"Oh phooey," Luna said, folding her arms and pouting. "I had an explanation that could teach you in minutes." She had wonderful ideas about how to make her new friend all-powerful. If she could do it before Hermione got ahold of him. If there was one thing that Hermione shared with her fellow Ravenclaws it was book learning. If it wasn't written down it wasn't correct. She was hoping to get to Harry before all the rules were put into his head.
"We can still try that, Lovely Luna," Harry said with a beaming smile. He loved how she thought his ideas weren't bullshit. She was turning out to be a good person to have around.
"I believe I am going to go and… do my homework," Hermione stated, not wanting to see what wacky thing Luna came up with. That and she wanted to reevaluate her relationship with this new Harry. With his new personality, she wasn't sure if they would stay the tight friends they were before. Before he would listen to her, but now…
"We want to come," intoned the twins with grins splitting their faces. They were always up to whatever Luna came up with.
People seemed to forget the little blonde was sorted into Ravenclaw for a reason, and while they weren't friends with her, per se, they were very good neighbors. They would sneak over and watch her when she hunted for things in the field behind her house, sometimes they even joined. They had witnesses amazing things, but she was a bit standoffish when it came to them, like she was unsure of their intentions. They, being the cheerful boys they were, just took it in stride and kept watching and hunting.
"Great, let's go," the little blonde said as she stood, grabbed Harry's hand, and pulled him out of the kitchen. The others followed. Hermione left and the twins smirked, knowing the resident know-it-all was going to miss something wicked. Luna took them to a nearby classroom and closed the door after they all entered. She waved the boys to sit and tugged Harry to the front of the room. She then took on a teacher's voice and said, "Take out your tricorder."
"Okay," our hero said slowly and pulled out his wand.
"Now, from what you've said you've done over the last week, you have been doing wandless magic," she stated as she paced in front of him. "I want you to take your tricorder, point it at that book and with a flick, like pushing a button, think 'lift', all the while seeing in your mind's eye the book lifting off the table," she instructed as she indicated what book and how high she wanted it in the air. She was almost giddy with excitement. If this worked then there might be a whole new way to teach magic.
Harry shrugged, that was simple enough. He did as told and the book flew off the table about six feet in the air. The twins gasped and started whispering excitedly. Harry flicked his tricorder again and the book lowered back onto the table.
"Very good, now put your wand away, and do the same thing with your finger," came the next order.
The dark-haired amnesiac did as bid and the book lifted three feet this time.
"Wonderful," Luna exclaimed, bouncing up and down, making Harry very glad she left her robes in the kitchen. "Now look at the book and imagine it turning into a… cat," she decided.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"Transfigurations can be very important in a fight. The things you turn something into are not real, however they move and act like the real thing. Say you are in the middle of battle and there is a spell coming towards you that you are unprepared for. If you think of the ground, or rock, in front of you as a wall, or a bear, or really anything, it will spring up and take the spell. It is still a rock and will explode like a rock, but you are unhurt," she lectured, pacing back and forth in front of him. His eyes followed her, paying very close attention to every word she said. "Now the same can't be said for turning a bird into cat. It is still a living bird, but it acts like a cat. If you transform a rat into cup, it is still rat. Destroy the cup and you kill the rat. I don't like living transfiguration," she exclaimed with a huff.