The slacker professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 361 Hermione the Flying Bird

Although Hermione claims to have reached a whole new level and can take on everyone single-handedly, it's impossible for everyone to just swarm in and gang up on her.

"With some skepticism, everyone began preparing various testing supplies, and inevitably ended up finding Professor Kettleburn."

He has the most information about this kind of thing.

This professor, who had previously been talking about resigning, can no longer leave Hogwarts. He spends his days at the Hogwarts fairytale adventure base "taking care of the grounds and various trial supplies," such as competing with Hagrid to take care of a dragon.

Of course, it wouldn't be necessary to drag a dragon along to deal with Hermione.

Coincidentally, just as the young wizards were seeking help, the Kettleburn Church was also searching the world for Professor Dumbledore. After witnessing Dumbledore's outrageous manipulation of the entire world, his excitement drove him to try and persuade Dumbledore to move the Dragon's Sanctuary there as well.

What a wonderful natural fairytale adventure setting!

Unfortunately, he hasn't found it yet.

Instead, they encountered young wizards in the basin.

The trial supplies obtained by Professor Kettleburn are of three types:

The two smaller types are a whole box of Golden Snitches (Quidditch game supplies, the pinnacle of early wizarding magical items) that move as fast as a Firebolt, and a group of unpredictable Cornish elves.

The medium-sized creatures are some dark magic creatures that like to stun, the Red Hats, and the two mountain giants with immense magic resistance and strength.

There's only one large one, a frozen lizard that can stiffen your joints and render you unable to move.

According to Professor McGonagall's "Hogwarts Fairy Tale Adventure Trials Grounds Rules," the dangers faced by young wizards in each trial should be within the control of the wardens.

To ensure the long-term operation of this trial grounds, the Church of Kettleburn strictly adheres to this rule. What he has before him is something he can easily handle, ensuring that the young wizards won't suffer irreparable damage if the trial goes out of control. (Ordinary fractures and magical injuries are permitted.)

"These are simply not enough!"

Hermione proudly tilted her head back, calmly observing the encirclement everyone was setting up. "So-called magic is at my command," she said, "it doesn't require my control; it's driven by my soul's instincts, like a Patronus."

Draco interrupted her rambling, shouting excitedly, "Stop talking nonsense, show us!"

Hermione snorted, raised her hand, and beckoned with her finger. "Let them come over!"

"Okay!" George and Fred were currently controlling the giant frozen lizard, which was acting very aggressively in the magical iron cage, by each dragging a huge chain.

Even though it is imprisoned by the cage, those who get close to it still feel a chilling, sour sensation deep in their bones.

"Watch out!" Harry looked with some concern at the tall, muscular giant swinging a tree trunk beside him.

Hermione didn't move.

She didn't even make any magical preparations beforehand; she just waited for everyone to release the monsters.

boom!

All magical restraints were lifted, and the two giants wielding trees charged forward with a roar, while purple Cornish elves and golden thieves flew around in disarray.

The iron cage opened in all directions, and George and Fred shook the chains in their hands. As they swung, the chains emitted a faint glow that quickly disappeared, and a fine layer of frost began to spread outwards. The giant frozen lizard turned around and was about to attack the two brothers.

A magical force swept through, tearing a deep crack in the ground before it. Professor Kettleburn waved his wand, gesturing in Hermione's direction, "Hey, your enemy's over there!"

He clearly had a way of commanding these magical creatures. The giant frozen lizard roared at him, turned its massive body, swung its huge tail, and crawled toward Hermione.

Along the way, frost spread, and even the air seemed to become stagnant.

In the center of everyone's gaze, Hermione simply looked at them with disdain, gently waving her wand around her body, the tip of the wand scattering a halo of light wherever it touched.

These starlight rays quickly detached from the halo and rushed outwards, growing larger and larger until they finally transformed into tiny, emerald-green birds the size of sparrows.

Magic - Flocks of Birds.

This was a tactic they had used before when fighting Harry Potter in the ring, but it seems to have been slightly modified.

"Spellcasting without incantation," Percy concluded.

"Those points of light—they're a little different from the summoning spell I usually cast." Cedric was also observing them carefully.

They quickly saw what was different.

If the "Flock of Birds" spell summons a flock of birds to attack others, then the birds Hermione summoned at this moment could almost be described as a "locust plague."

The sky was obscured, and the densely packed earth filled the entire field of vision.

Even the highest point in the sky seemed to be gathering into a whole patch of dark clouds.

"Hey bro, this is the control technique you used for the Grey Wolf Pack Swarm Curse during your match with Ron!" Fred shared his discovery with George in surprise.

"Even more complicated!" George stared in shock at everything. Only a wizard who had actually done this could understand how complicated the scene before him was.

Is this level of manipulation truly something the human brain can calculate?

He could observe that Hermione wasn't looking up at the sky at all, but the birds she had summoned were rapidly killing and capturing the Golden Snitch flying towards the sky.

As soon as the birds get close to the Golden Thief, they suddenly accelerate and charge, then explode into clumps of expanding and spewing mycelium that continuously entangle the Golden Thief.

Below, some bright green birds began to change color rapidly.

Or rather, it becomes a different texture.

The emerald green birds that were targeting the giant frozen lizard turned silver, gleaming with a metallic texture, and charged towards the lizard in groups. After colliding with the lizard, they turned into a pool of molten metal and then quickly solidified.

In just a moment, before the young wizards could even gasp in surprise, the lizard was completely covered by a layer of metal shell, layer upon layer, securing every scale and every corner of it.

If it weren't for the uncovered areas around its nostrils, this lizard would have suffocated to death inside the sealed metal can.

The emerald birds that target the Cornish elves have grown a pair of enormous claws, which they use to catch the fluttering elves in their claws, just like an eagle swooping down.

The most peculiar thing about the trolls is the emerald green birds. They appear unchanged, but upon colliding with the trolls, they explode, instantly transforming into the power of a binding spell that causes these magically resistant creatures to gradually turn stone-colored and slow down.

By the time they charged to within three meters of Hermione, they had completely transformed into two enormous, immobile statues.

Meanwhile, the emerald green bird targeting the red hat quickly circled and transformed into a hurricane, lifting these dark magic creatures, which were difficult to harm by magic, into the air, where they spun rapidly and could not land.

Ten seconds!

It took less than ten seconds!

They easily dealt with all the monsters.

"I told you!" Hermione raised her wand, pointing it at everyone, "You're no match for them. It's your turn!"

Everyone was stunned.

"A composite spell?" Cassius stared in astonishment at the scene. "Or a variation designed for different targets?"

"Not only that!" Harry exclaimed gravely. "The most important thing isn't that, the most important thing is that she doesn't even need to control it. Did you see that? These birds are changing on their own!"

No one knew better than him how difficult it was to catch those gold thieves whose flight speed was even faster than the most powerful flying broomsticks and crossbow bolts of the present day.

"A guardian spirit—" Draco quickly realized a certain characteristic of this magic, "Just like a guardian spirit, it can attack automatically without the wizard's command."

Just as everyone was dumbfounded, the birds flying around them changed again.

A flock of birds flew and gathered into a flowing, river-like flying carpet, carrying Hermione into the air. Around them, the bird tornadoes wearing red hats grew larger, transforming into a huge vortex wall that protected Hermione in the very center.

The two giant monsters were grabbed and floated behind her, transforming into two high walls with extremely high magic resistance. Further out, more and more birds transformed into neat rows of formations, interweaving and flying around, resembling a huge, active tentacle monster.

I said—

Hermione's hair billowed in the wind, her wide wizard robes billowed, and she gripped her wand firmly in the raised sleeve, signaling to everyone, "Your turn!"

As she spoke, she didn't bother waiting for everyone to attack, and the outermost birds rushed towards them at lightning speed.

These birds were incredibly fast, as fast as giant arrows.

"Shocking!"

Draco cried out in alarm as a shadow behind him shifted and transformed into a giant bird-snake, carrying him rapidly toward the upper left. In an instant, a series of explosions erupted where he had been standing.

"Explosion!"

"Torn apart!"

"Crushed to pieces!"

"Strength has slackened!"

He collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious!

Sirius, watching from the sidelines, shouted excitedly, "This flock of birds that attacked Draco contains five different kinds of attack magic!"

Five kinds in total!

The combined casting of these five spells made these birds look like cluster bombs that could automatically aim at the enemy.

But is it enough to just dodge it?

Do not!

The birds in the sky seemed endless. After dodging one flock, another would appear behind, and several smaller flocks would flank from both sides. Above and below, it seemed that every corner was filled with threats.

"Quidditch dueling team tactics!" Percy yelled, pulling a flying broom from his wizard robe pocket. He didn't even have time to straddle it; he could only grab it with one hand and step on the broom head with the other, quickly weaving into the gaps in the attack formation.

In mid-air, Hermione seemed to be immersed in some unique rhythm, simply waving her wand, with points of light constantly gushing out from the tip of her wand.

These points of light flew swiftly in all directions, transforming into birds that attacked every wizard present.

All the attacks aimed at her—yes, every young wizard in the Duel Club knew how to fight back—were blocked by the ubiquitous birds.

all!

So what if Harry's knockback spell has become more powerful? He can easily knock away all the birds in his path, but soon more birds will fill the surrounding space.

What followed was like Hermione Granger's encyclopedic spellcasting performance, a veritable encyclopedic display of knowledge.

All the magic taught in class, most of the spells discussed and shared in the dueling club, and various spells learned from the school library all appeared on these birds.

They are no longer birds.

Instead, they are clusters of spells that automatically target enemies!

Many are complex, and they often combine with each other in a tactical manner.

"Cool!" Lockhart exclaimed, looking up at the scene before him. "That's so cool!!!"

Lupin, Sirius, Snape, and Professor Kettleburn were all stunned by what they saw. The fighting power displayed was almost beyond that of most wizards in the world!

This is when the differences between the members of the Duel Club begin to become apparent.

Cassius, Michael, Ginny, and others were the first to be dealt with. Their strength naturally surpassed that of many of their peers, but they were powerless to resist such an overwhelming spellcasting attack.

Next up were Percy, Cedric, Fleur (who was sent back to Lockhart by Voldemort to learn the basics at the Duel Club), and others, who displayed an extremely solid foundation in magic. Most of Hermione's attacks were deflected by them using anti-spells, and they sought opportunities to counterattack.

Ron Weasley was the most eye-catching of them all.

He only used one spell—Transfiguration.

"Transform them all!"

Use polymorph to counter polymorph.

As all the birds attacked him, they were all transformed into invisible winds by the Polymorph spell, brushing past his cheeks and flying away.

His combat adaptability has always been rather clumsy, and he always resorts to brute force, but Hermione's attacks have undoubtedly had no effect on him.

He held his wand high to maintain the spell, and the attacking birds around him turned into a whirlwind, as if they had erected a huge barrier.

However, he had no way to fight back. The magical power contained in the bird transformed into a gale that kept pushing him backward, causing his cheeks to bulge rapidly, making his expression look extremely comical.

There are several members of the Duel Club who are among the best.

For example, Murray Potter's repelling spells are extremely powerful and decisive. No matter what kind of birds come, they are all knocked away by him waving his wand, clearing a large blank area.

He was currently riding his flying broomstick to quickly support the others, directing them to follow behind him, attempting to gather the team's strength to pounce on Hermione's approach.

For example, Draco Malfoy, who at this moment was extremely sneaky, with the help of the harpy Pi, becoming smaller than a bird, about the size of a mosquito, and quietly bypassing all the Pi birds to approach Hermione.

The sheer scale of the battle quickly attracted the attention of other people from the Yuan Basin, including Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, who rushed over thinking something had happened.

"Exquisite Transfiguration, perfect Polymorphic Charm!" Professor Flitwick waved his arms. "I think she's more than qualified to be a Polymorph professor at a magic school!"

Professor McGonagall remained silent, instead keeping her eyes fixed on Hermione Pimbury Potter's group and Draco, just like Lomut and the others.

It'll be soon!

They are getting closer and closer.

Finally, as Murray and his teammates collectively activated their protective magic to isolate all the birds, and as Draco rode the harpy around the two giants and rapidly grew larger behind Hermione, they finally completed the task of wrapping her up.

"They'll all be petrified!"

Behind Muli, the entire team cast a spell, simultaneously pointing their wands at Hermione.

Mullie then cast a disarming spell himself, "Disarm you!"

Draco was much more sleazy. He cast the simplest spell—"Tarantella Dance!"—onto the magical carpet of birds that had gathered beneath Hermione's feet.

If it works, Hermione will fall from mid-air, which would create too many opportunities for them.

They succeeded!

Hermione's wand flew out of her hand, her entire body turned a stone-like color, and the flock of birds beneath her feet became chaotic, causing her to fall.

However, Murray and Draco exclaimed in unison, "Oh no!"

Yes, Pi, they all noticed the problem!

The petrified Hermione who had fallen suddenly disintegrated, turning into birds that burst into blinding light.

Flashbang!

The intense light, covering a full kilometer in diameter, caused those who had come to watch to cover their eyes in agony, not to mention the few people directly in the center of the light.

Draco had been eagerly anticipating Hermione's move. He had almost been blinded by the flash while watching the match and assumed Hermione would definitely use it, so he quickly cast a Bubble Head Curse on himself.

The gray, puffy head was like a pair of sunglasses.

However, even with such a swift and effective reaction, a sense of despair still rose in Draco's eyes.

The serpent quickly spun around and flew away to the side. He looked back and instantly saw Hermione. Behind her floated two giant monsters, and on their shoulders, a bird quickly transformed into Hermione.

She sat gracefully on the giant Pi's shoulder, leisurely twirling the Pi wand in her hand, and gently pointed it at him amidst his despairing gaze.

"A falling meteor!"

The Falling Charm and the Flying Charm are spells commonly used by modern wizards to target wizards riding flying brooms.

Its only function is to make the wizard flying in mid-air crash to the ground like a meteor.

Do not!

Draco screamed the word in his mind, then felt himself and the harpy suddenly freeze, before plummeting to the ground like a shooting star.

People will die!

So tall!

So fast!

Ahhhhh, help!

"~"

A figure quickly appeared beside him and gently caught him just before he hit the ground.

It turned out that he had come over to watch you fight Pilusius.

"Apparition! Haven't you figured it out yet?" Lucius said, indicating that his son still needed more practice.

"Father!" Draco steadied himself and immediately tried to attack Hermione again, but Lucius stopped him, shaking his head. "A loss is a loss. You're out!"

Draco Pi froze, then finally let out a furious shout.

"This is truly despairing!" Lucius scoffed, looking at the scene that seemed to be plagued by green birds all over the world.

In mid-air, Peherman was skillfully maneuvering the birds to dismantle the Peherman team led by Murray Porter.

She wasn't using the "salami slicing" technique; her target wasn't those weaker than her, but the powerful Murray Potter. She was exploiting Murray's ability to protect his teammates and the fact that these people were weaker than her, using them to interfere with Murray Potter.

She turned these people into one of her methods of attacking Mulipi.

Relax and easy.

With ease.

Many people were enough to predict that Muli would lose, because he cared too much about his teammates and overlooked something extremely minor.

Unbelievable!

This far surpasses the power of spellcasting that the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters used to fight each other back then!

Of course, he knew that Hermione was still far behind Voldemort, Dumbledore, and other great wizards, but she had already created an insurmountable gap between herself and most other wizards in the world.

How to describe it?

Professor McGonagall.

Yes, that's probably how it was with Professor Pimag. Back then, when the Death Eaters were fighting against the Order of the Phoenix, the last thing they wanted to face was Pimag.

Now, Hermione Granger has reached this somewhat despairing point.

Above the masses, below the masters.

What's most astonishing is that this little witch is only 14 years old!

A fourth-grade little wizard!

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