A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

"why?"

"The Patronus Charm is a profound form of magic, and even most adult wizards may not be able to summon a Patronus in any form."

The prerequisite for using this spell is happy memories and a positive, optimistic mindset. You two will find it easier to learn this spell than those who are pessimistic, but it takes time—a lot of time.

"We don't mind."

“But I mind that you can’t waste most of your time on one spell,” Aaron said earnestly. “I will only teach you after you have mastered at least five spells.”

George and Fred exchanged a glance. "Alright! We'll teach you the Patronus Charm after we learn the five spells."

“The Disarming Charm counts,” Fred said. “We still need four more. The Barrier Charm, right? We’ve learned a bit about that too.”

Aaron shrugged. "My training methods aren't just about being able to chant spells."

"I'll do it." Draco excitedly raised his hand. He knew this all too well. When it came to showing off his superiority in front of the Weasleys, Malfoy was definitely the first to step up.

As they spoke, a huge wizard's chessboard appeared in the middle of the room, with a tall stone statue standing on each side of the chessboard.

“Stand up there!” Draco said with a smile. “Remember, you can only use Obstacle Charms, and you can’t leave the board.”

George and Fred ignored him and looked at Aaron, as if waiting for his opinion.

"Go up! That's how I train them."

However, forget about the second half; if you really can't take it anymore, you can leave the chessboard.

Only then did the two stop suspecting anything and walk onto the chessboard one after the other.

As soon as they stood on the chessboard, the two stone statues came to life, waving their weapons and slowly moving toward the two of them.

"hiss!"

George and Fred gasped and simultaneously cast Barrier Charms.

boom!

The two spells struck the stone statue, paused for three seconds, and then continued forward.

A flicker of panic crossed their eyes, but they had no time to hesitate. They could only retreat while casting obstacle spells on the statue, looking particularly disheveled.

"Not so great!" Draco joked. "Sirin and I can last for over an hour!"

"You really have the nerve to say that!" Aaron rolled his eyes at him, annoyed. "I configured it for you guys on easy mode. When the Obstacle Charm hits, the statue will move back one space and pause for five seconds. You just compressed the time to three seconds, and it doesn't even move back."

“That’s because they’re not familiar with the spell,” Draco retorted.

“Malfoy, shut up!” Fred said indignantly.

"Settling a personal score under the guise of official business!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?

You are all seventh graders who are about to graduate, so it's understandable that the difficulty level is a bit higher.

They can't be like us fifth graders, can they? That would be too shameless!"

George and Fred were speechless. What they said was true, but something just didn't feel right.

Aaron shook his head and rubbed his forehead, then conjured up an identical wizard's chessboard. "You guys go up too!"

"Uh..." Sirin hesitated for a moment, then said awkwardly, "Senior, the difficulty level isn't the same, is it?"

"Of course, you have the relevant training experience, so it's normal to increase the difficulty."

Upon hearing this, Draco's face turned pale instantly.

He has no problem with the easy mode, but this is the hard mode. You can't even last twenty minutes, let alone an hour.

"Um... I don't think the difficulty level for fifth grade can be the same as that for seventh grade!"

"Tch!" Aaron curled his lip in disdain. "There are people younger than you in this room, and they train at the same difficulty level."

My requirements aren't high. Seventh grade is half an hour, and each subsequent grade will have five minutes less. As long as you can get through that time, you'll pass.

"You really ruined my life," Sirin said dejectedly, then stepped onto the chessboard.

Draco gave a bitter smile and followed dejectedly, realizing he had shot himself in the foot this time.

The others watching the four players struggling to even catch their breath on the chessboard couldn't help but swallow hard; their disarming spells seemed much easier in comparison.

“Don’t just stand there.” Aaron conjured up an alarm clock. “Half an hour of disarming spell training, then we’ll have Harry test us.”

The ten wizards who passed the first round of testing can directly begin training with obstacle spells if they are interested.

If anyone doesn't understand this spell, they can come to me directly. Learn the spell first before starting the simple mode training.

The shouts of "Expelliarmus!" echoed again from the House of Requirement, but the twenty-odd wizards, while practicing, also spared some attention to observe the two chessboards.

Less than half an hour later, a sword was at George's neck.

The stone statue stopped its attack, holding the sword upright in front of it and retreating to its original position.

He persisted the longest, while Fred failed his challenge in the first few minutes. As for Draco and Celine, they were very self-willed and jumped off the chessboard when they felt they couldn't keep up.

"How are you feeling?" Aaron asked with a smile.

"I'm exhausted." George exclaimed, drenched in sweat, "I've never been this tired even playing Quidditch in a downpour."

"But it's really interesting. This kind of training is much more meaningful than Umbridge's theory classes. We can all feel our own progress."

"That's good." Aaron poured a glass of water for each of them. "Take a break. Your training for today is over."

"Is that all?" Draco asked, puzzled.

"It's almost nine o'clock, we should go back to the dormitory."

Furthermore, your magic consumption is quite high; continuing like this will be bad for your health.

George and Fred naturally had no objections; they were both exhausted and just wanted to lie in bed and get a good night's sleep.

As soon as the idea came to mind, two single beds replaced the chessboard.

"Holy crap!" Aaron's lips twitched violently. "Aren't you two going too far?"

"Didn't you say training time was over?" Fred and George said dismissively.

"But you guys could at least tone it down a bit!" Aaron said, half-laughing and half-crying. "Even if you just turned it into a stool or a sofa, I wouldn't say anything, but a bed... that's a bit too much."

"Just this once."

"It won't happen again."

"Don't even think about it." Aaron decisively refused, and with a wave of his wand, the two beds disappeared.

This kind of thing will happen again if it happens once. Currently, the Room of Requirement is used by them to train in Defense Against the Dark Arts. If they get used to enjoying themselves, this classroom will be ruined.

The four of them exchanged glances, then stood up and sat on a row of benches by the wall to rest.

Aaron walked around the classroom, correcting the others' movements and guiding them step by step on how to properly use the disarming spell.

When the second test began, everyone's skills improved significantly. Although they were still far from being proficient, even the worst students had learned the magic spell and could master it completely with diligent practice.

"That's all for this lesson," Aaron announced with a megaphone spell, gathering everyone together.

"Your foundations are not very good, but your progress makes me quite gratified."

This is my first time teaching so many people, so if you feel there's anything I've done poorly, you can let Harry know, although I might not be able to change it.

“It’s great,” Hermione said. “Really, it’s fantastic.”

Aaron nodded indifferently and continued, "If everyone has no objections, the next class will be held at the same time and place."

“We also have Quidditch practice,” Angelina said. “The season is about to start.”

"Then let's determine your free time, and the class monitor will choose a time when everyone is not busy for training."

As for now... we should go back to sleep.

Chapter 467 The Book of Prophecy, The Worst Goalkeeper?

With the Quidditch season approaching, the teams from the four houses will take turns training.

This makes the 'Defense Association' class schedule very unpredictable. However, the prefects of each college are all talented and can always find a time when everyone is available and arrange for them to receive timely training in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Over the course of a few weeks, many people have mastered the Disarming Charm, the Obstacle Charm, and even the Shattering Charm.

This made Aaron quite gratified. Although he thought their training was like children playing house, as Umbridge said, their Defense Against the Dark Arts course didn't have a systematic curriculum, and there weren't many reliable professors. This kind of progress was already commendable.

One night in late October, thunder and rain raged across the sky.

After finishing his teaching assignment for one lesson, Aaron rushed back to the common room without stopping.

After entering the dormitory and closing the door, I went into the secret room leading to the Divine Hall.

In the pitch-black secret passage, Aaron waved his hand, and a golden magic circle appeared.

Countless pale yellow specks of light flew out and adhered to the walls, instantly illuminating the entire secret passage as bright as day.

"We still need to get a batch of candles, otherwise using light magic for lighting will drastically lower the class!" Aaron murmured, while Abe in his arms nodded as if he understood.

As they approached the exit, the man and the dragon heard melodious music.

The figure of longing is sitting at the piano playing a rhapsody, the stirring and inspiring melody stirring the heart.

"I'm in a good mood!"

“Of course.” The thought slowly rose. “I know myself very well, and I believe you’ve made your choice by now.”

"I guess so!" Aaron forced a smile, then opened the system's shop panel.

[Magic category:

@Misty Illusion (600 magic points, puts the opponent to sleep); @Healing (300 magic points, detoxifies, heals, removes abnormal statuses); @Psychic Power (1000 magic points); @Divine Punishment (2000 magic points, creates virtual life from magical objects by resonating with one's own magic and the surrounding magic); @Fire Control (300 magic points)

Materials:

@深海章鱼的触须（5魔法点）；@海藻（1魔法点）；@圣水（30魔法点，对恶魔造成有效伤害）；@八眼巨蛛的毒液（10魔法点）；@蜂刺（1魔法点）】

[Item category:

@Razo's Mask (2500 mana points; the wearer can summon the Shadow Legion, Blades. Note: Collecting ten masks grants control of the Shadow Kingdom); @Fire Arrow (50 mana points); @Sheep Charm (1000 mana points); @Book of Prophecy (500 mana points; occasionally makes effective prophecies, but may not be what you need); @Big Bowl of Instant Noodles (5 mana points; definitely not enough for one person)

Aaron focused his gaze on the 'Book of Prophecy', then took a deep breath and decided to buy it.

The next moment, he held a book in his hand. It had a circular silver border and a dark green cover with an old face that looked like it was made of tree bark.