Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 121 The Mirror of Erised

"Hey, it's just a funny little guy," Finnigan whispered, staring at the mouse lying on the ground, ready to sprint.

He quickly took a step forward, and the wand in his hand stabbed forward like a dagger, "Tarantella dance!"

A white light shot out from the tip of the stick immediately, and rushed straight to the opposite mouse.

"Zhizhi" squeaked twice, the mouse kicked its hind legs forward suddenly, quickly avoided the spell, and went straight to Finnigan.

"Let me see what you are capable of." He raised his wand and spun it in mid-air, then swung it forward continuously.

"Puff puff"…

The three white glows fell to nothing, and the mouse rushed over swiftly. Finnigan found the right opportunity and pressed the tip of his stick against the opponent's belly, "Tarantella dance!"

then.

With a "snap", the mouse dancing scene that Finnigan expected did not appear, and a stone fell quickly and hit his foot.

"what--"

He yelled with a sore throat, and was about to kick the stone away, when Professor McGonagall waved his wand not far away, and the stone clicked again, turning back into a mouse.

Under the stage, the little wizards immediately looked straight at the eyes. Just now, Professor McGonagall's handkerchief switched seamlessly between the mouse and the stone, which they never thought of.

Transformation can be so smooth!
"Squeak!"

The fat mouse dodged Finnigan's kicking right foot, and then bit down on his left ankle.

The latter screamed again, his body immediately lost his balance, and fell heavily to the ground.

"It seems that Mr. Finnigan failed to win the duel with Transfiguration, and he still lacks experience in dealing with it." Hardy clapped his hands and commented.

Professor McGonagall helped the ashen-faced Finnigan, who walked down the stage blushing under Ginny's complacent gaze.

"Who else is willing to try?" Professor McGonagall watched the students with interest while pinching his wand.

A few senior wizards jumped onto the stage confidently. Unlike Finnigan, who only knows how to "Tarantella Dance", they have already mastered several attacking spells that they can use proficiently.

However, every second before their spell hit the mouse, the latter would turn into a hard stone in time under the control of Professor McGonagall.

On the dueling platform, three little wizards attacked the provocative mouse at the same time, and the three white lights knocked the stone into the air, until it was completely shattered into eight pieces.

"Ha, that nasty mouse is gone now!" One of the little wizards waved his wand excitedly.

However, in the next second, his face became surprised.

I saw eight pieces of gravel falling quickly, and the moment they touched the ground, they turned into eight smaller mice with a "snap".

"Squeak!"

On the dueling stage, a large group of mice chased the three little wizards away, and finally they could only jump off the stage angrily.

Immediately, there was enthusiastic applause from the crowd, and Ron clapped extremely hard, and he shouted excitedly: "Oh, Merlin, this is the real Transfiguration!"

"I should have known," Ron blushed, "Principal Dumbledore used to be the professor who taught Transfiguration!"

Many little wizards in the first grade all opened their mouths in surprise because of Ron's words.

In their hearts, Principal Dumbledore is undoubtedly the most powerful wizard in the whole of England, and the other party once taught Transfiguration, which is enough to show the importance and power of this course.

"Professor," Vanessa couldn't help raising her hand in the crowd and asked, "Is Transfiguration not flawed in wizard duels?"

"If the opponent happens to be good at this, can we just surrender obediently and admit defeat?" Someone immediately raised his own confusion.

In the demonstration just now, it was just a mouse, which made Finnigan and others extremely embarrassed. This made the little wizards become afraid of the Transfiguration technique again.

"Oh, of course not." Professor McGonagall said, "There is no way of dueling that is impeccable, even if you use spells or potions."

She looked at Hardy, "If it was Professor Ollivander who was on the field just now, I believe he can end everything soon."

As the little wizards cast their eyes curiously, Hardy smiled slightly. He waved his wand, causing the gravel on the dueling platform to "swish" into the scarecrow that Neville was most familiar with.

"Since Professor McGonagall mentioned it, I will simply demonstrate it."

Under the surprised eyes of the students, he put away his wand, "As a professor of alchemy, my demonstration must of course be done with alchemy products."

After snapping his fingers, "English Flash" appeared in Hardy's hand immediately.

"Wow--"

There was a lot of surprise in the audience, and many people were completely attracted by the unique shape of "English Flash".

"Cool!" The Weasley twins looked at each other excitedly.

Hardy held the "English Flash" and said: "You need to know that whether the transformation technique is flexible or ingenious depends entirely on its caster, and it requires a high degree of concentration."

He raised his right hand and aimed his gun at the scarecrow on the other side, "If you encounter such an opponent in the future, remember to try to interrupt his (her) concentration."

"You can do whatever you like, but the easiest way is to attack the caster himself."

Hardy reminded him friendly, "Stand back, little wizards."

As he pulled the trigger, a swift and dazzling light shot out from the muzzle of the gun.

"Oh!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, the scarecrow was blown to pieces, and even part of the dueling platform below was shattered into a large number of sawdust.

In the auditorium, there were screams one after another.

The little witches were afraid, while the little wizards were excited and felt hot all over.

"It's so cool!" Ron jumped up on the spot.

Hardy put away the "English Glitter", then waved his wand, and used "Restore to Original" to restore the broken dueling platform.

"If you can't solve the trouble, then get rid of the guy who caused the trouble." Hardy looked at the surprised little wizards and blinked.

Not far away, Professor McGonagall looked at the shattered scarecrow and tightly pursed his lips.

No matter how many times she saw it, she would always be shocked by the terrifying destructive power of "English Flash".

At this moment, she suddenly began to sympathize with the original Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Professor Ollivander, you shouldn't show such dangerous alchemy products in front of the students." Professor McGonagall couldn't help but said.

Now, the whole auditorium is talking about Hardy's "English Flash".

"Oh, maybe you're right, Professor McGonagall," Hardy smiled brightly, "but it's necessary to let them see the danger, isn't it?"

"On this point, Professor Lu Ping and I have a common understanding."

Hardy clapped his hands, attracting all the little wizards' attention.

He continued to cast the amplifying spell, "Okay, that's all for today's demonstration part, and for the next 40 minutes, let's continue the practice of the disarming spell."

Make the Mirror of Erised in the corner of the auditorium fly to the duel platform, Hardy reminded: "I made a little change to the Mirror of Erised, you can see in the mirror the illusion that you have learned the Disarming Curse."

"Now, stand in line according to the academy, follow the illusion of the Mirror of Erised, and practice hard—"

(End of this chapter)