Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

A sharp chirp sounded from the golden flames, a beautiful fire bird stuck out its head, and a cluster of golden flames was burning on its forehead, and its long beak reflected the dazzling rays of light .

"Harry!"

Hermione shouted, wand and his left hand in front of her, trying to control her magic-the Dragon in classroom 7 is fake, but theirs Magic is true and must be carefully controlled.

They have been taught before.

Harry, who was still circling Dragon, ran away immediately. The bright ball of light that Ron had prepared for a long time shot out a straight beam of light, hitting Dragon’s wings obliquely, and then it was scattered by the smooth scales. More detailed light illuminates the dim space around.

The incantation is crooked!

Ron hurriedly adjusted the angle, and finally let the beam of light explode on Dragon's face this time. The bright light was not dazzling, but it still blocked most of its sight. This caused Dragon's movement to stop briefly. It shook its head uneasily, and its two strong claws clung to the brown rock like daggers, wiping out a series of fire stars.

The fire bird spanned hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye, and its long, sharp beak aimed at Dragon’s abdomen, where the scales were cracked apart by external force for some time--

"puff!"

A little blood is spilled.

Dragon let out a painful roar, and slapped the fire bird to pieces with a slap, turning it into a pure flame, contaminating it. It gasped heavily, and spewed out a dazzling blue flame. The grass and trees it passed by instantly turned to ashes, and the stone “crackled” and instantly flooded the three of Harry.

After everything fell silent, Harry licked his dry lips, and the scene that was just left remained in his green eyes. Hermione and Ron walked over looking pale and looked at the three Cedric, who were standing aside with their mouths wide open.

It was already afternoon, Felix took them to Classroom 7 with the intention of letting them feel the power of Dragon for the first time.

It turned out that Cedric and their group of champions were taken aback. Their previous performance was not perfect, but they basically showed their own characteristics, including Cedric’s meteorological magic, Roger · Davis’ magic plant, and Collins’ Disillusionment Charm and superb silent use spell.

And Harry's group...

It is difficult to describe in appropriate words. They have a good understanding of Dragon's attack methods, and many of their reactions are subconsciously completed. This level of understanding can no longer be learned from books or by listening to stories. It must be practiced with real things and remembered with the body.

This is also the way to train a dragon trainer. Every dragon trainer, during the first year or two of his work, will leave some scars on his body, and some will deliberately keep one or two places as a testimony of their courage.

"Still not working...Fire is inherently disadvantaged to Dragon. Even Hermione's ancient magic cannot penetrate the thick dragon skin..." Harry panted slightly.

"Only the most powerful incantion can do it. In fact, Sirius’s suggestion is good, using Conjunctivitis Curse, but that requires excellent dynamic vision and precise control. Of the three of us, it is estimated that only Harry can do it. , But you haven't mastered this incantion yet." Hermione's chest kept rising and falling, trying to keep calm.

Ron sat on the ground with exhaustion. "Fortunately, I met a Swedish Short-Snout. If I encounter Ukrainian Iron Belly or Hungarian Horntail..." He gave Cedric a meaningful look at them, no Unexpectedly, their expressions were unnatural.

He feels much better. Although there was still an undecided expression on his face, he began to introduce it enthusiastically: "Ukrainian Iron Belly is the largest, at sixty or seventy feet. We have also encountered a seventy-foot one. It only needs to rush over and stretch out one. Feet...pa! You are done, of course you will only see the gray shadows constantly zooming in front of your eyes..."

"There is also the Hungarian Horntail, which is also a big guy. It spews fire at you. Fortunately, once I successfully released Shield Charm, and then I saw a long black tail with spikes on it. You will find that your incantion is shattered like an egg shell..."

"The breath of Peruvian Fangtooth is poisonous, and it's very fast. Incantation is difficult to hit it..."

"Okay," Felix said helpless, interrupting what seemed like a complaint was actually showing off Ron, he looked at them with a bit of surprise: "You actually completed part of the work ahead of time. Although there are still some tactical problems, you have obviously adapted to Dragon's attacking rhythm and will not be so scared that you can't read the incantion... But I I have to restrict you so that you don’t form some kind of terrifying inertia."

"The more you fail, the more you will strengthen the concept that everything in classroom 7 It’s fake. You may confuse this kind of fake courage. When the real game, the surrounding audience, judges, or venue, everything will remind you of what is real. When the time comes, you will find your own courage. It's like a beautiful soap bubble that bursts with one poke..."

Harry opened his mouth, wanting to argue a few words. But I think this is a bit reasonable. After dozens of various "death methods", they really don't seem to care about being injured. If they participate in the game with this mentality, they may play better, but even bigger. It may be reckless behavior habitually.

For example, he himself tried to buy time for Hermione with completely ineffective incantion, but was slapped to death.

"Next, we will conduct targeted training. Each of your groups has huge room for improvement... What I want to do is to help you find what you do best, because you will soon find , Time is not enough."

...

Out of classroom 7, Harry and the others put on thick cloaks, walked out of the castle, and came to Hagrid along the path.

In the pumpkin field behind Hagrid's hut, a big black dog was running around like a joy, Harry, Ron, and Hermione grinned.

When I saw them, the big black dog ran over and turned into a man in front of them. Sirius' hair was kept short, neat and tidy, and his cheeks were white, which made him look younger.

"Sirius—" Harry hugged him, "You don't need to come here every day."

Sirius bared his teeth, "This is my responsibility, I'm Boring to be idle!"

"Remus suggests that you find a job and you should return to your normal life." Harry said, but he smiled uncontrollably on his face.

Sirius scratched his chin casually, a little absent-minded. "I don't worry about that kind of thing, I always can't get the interest... If you don't talk about it, how about it, is Felix surprised?"

He has been guiding the three of them these days , Including how to cooperate, but he is not a public official of Hogwarts, can not enter the castle, and hanging around Hagrid's hut is also the result of Dumbledore turning a blind eye.

Harry told the story helplessly, Sirius rubbed his chin and sat on a huge pumpkin, Hagrid's hounds sniffed his shoes and wagged his tail at him.

"Go, go, Yaya!" He skillfully threw Yaya a dog biscuit and thought about it seriously. "He made sense. You may indeed confuse truth and falsehood, but our purpose is It has also been achieved-you have personally experienced Dragon's various attack methods, this is very important!"

He some taking pleasure in other people's misfortune said: "I saw the champions of Vagadou Running around in the Forbidden Forest may be a headache."

As the host, the champions of Hogwarts do take advantage of it. This is reflected in the huge school resources behind it, despite the fact that Hogwarts is supporting others. The school has opened up the library and some resources, but the most critical classroom No. 7 is not available.

"But don’t be proud, I saw that there are new faces in those schools. It should be the professors of their schools to give special training to the champion."

Sirius Quick Expose this topic.

"So, let’s start today’s practice, Conjunctivitis Curse, Extinguishing Spell, softening spell, if we have time, we can also try Disillusionment Charm and transfiguration, but it may be too difficult for you, and I’m not good at deforming..."

Harry said hesitantly: "I don’t think the role of Conjunctivitis Curse is as good as we can imagine. Skeletons and spikes are hard for us to hit."

Ron whispered: "What do you think of the bat curse? I heard Ginny say that this incantation can turn booger into a bat Imagine a group of bats flying out of Dragon’s nose and propping up its nose..."

Sirius coughed twice, "Good idea, but no one has tried it. Conjunctivitis Curse is after all A verified incantion."

He looked towards the three of them: "As for the accuracy of incantion, there is actually only one way, that is, a lot of practice." He saw the expressions of the three collapsed and continued. : "Of course, a good way will double the results for half the effort, you need some handy tools."

"Bring it, Harry?" he asked.

Harry took out the golden snitch from his pocket suspiciously. Last night Sirius asked him to bring the golden snitch over through the two-way mirror. He never understood the reason. He asked in the mirror and he didn’t say it, but instead moved. The topic is close.

Sirius' hand flicked the wings of the golden snitch, and a row of alchemy symbols lit up on the golden wings, "My gift to you, has two hidden functions, one of which is that its interior is extended by Extension Charm Yes, you can install things, and that is, it has a'follow' function."

"Follow function?" Harry asked puzzledly.

"Yes, it will fly around you within a certain range. This range can be adjusted. I originally wanted it to help you practice Quiddich, but you didn't seem to find it."

Harry was a little ashamed. He explained in a low voice, "I'm afraid it was lost, so I didn't take it outside."

Sirius didn't bother with this little problem: "In addition to practicing Quiddich, it can also Practice your incantion's quasi-head—Next, I let it fly around you at an altitude of 20 to 50 feet. You need to hit it with Conjunctivitis Curse. Of course, you don’t know this incantion now, it’s okay! Try another incantion!"

Harry became excited, and Hermione asked worriedly, "Aren't we going to break it?"

"No," Sirius indifferently Said: "It has a powerful defensive magic applied on it. I told Felix at the time that this gift is going to Harry's child."

Harry blushed and rolled the eyes panting with rage. .