Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 59 Iron Armor Curse

Finally, the disastrous demonstration session was over. The students practiced spells on their own like in the last class. Snape went down with several Ministry of Magic staff to correct them. Umbridge's toad face had turned green, but Peter pretended not to see it. .

He asked Domeric Hope and Shireen Carrow to visit Madam Pomfrey in the infirmary to check for any injuries from the fall.

Hope seemed to have a gentler personality. He left the stage without saying anything, as if he was happy to get off work early, but Carlo was not. She rolled her eyes at Peter several times, still resentful of the shame and humiliation she had just suffered.

Peter walked up to Constantine and whispered, "Mr. Constantine, could you please accompany Ms. Carlo to the infirmary? You just happened to be able to retrieve your wand."

Constantine did not speak, he threw the cigarette butt on the stage, took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth, Peter helped him light it with his wand, and then sent him away with Carlo.

Most of the students are still practicing the Disarming Curse from the previous class, and faint red lights flew towards the ceiling of the auditorium, like a small firework display. It seems that after these few days of practice, the students have mastered the release of the Disarming Curse method.

Peter glanced around and saw about a dozen students practicing the Iron Armor Charm, most of them seniors, and Hermione and Harry in fourth years were also practicing the Iron Armor Charm.

Hermione was muttering words, drawing circles with her wand over and over again: "Armor protection" - "Armor protection" - "Armor protection"... Peter couldn't tell if she had succeeded, because she couldn't possibly achieve the Iron Armor Charm. The degree to which the formed magical barrier becomes visible.

Sirius jumped off the stage and squatted at Harry's feet, who looked down at his godfather and chuckled.

Looking in this direction, Neville was still practicing the Disarming Charm not far away, and his wand was emitting dangerous sparks. Unfortunately, this scene happened to be seen by Snape, and Neville was criticized again.

The remaining four staff members of the Magic Education Committee were also patrolling the stands in a serious manner, but they did not provide any guidance after walking around for 10 minutes. teacher.

Normally, the Disarming Charm is the content of the second-year Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and the Iron Armor Curse is the content of the sixth-grade Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Mastering the Iron Armor Charm is much more difficult than mastering the Disarming Charm.

Peter didn't want the rest of the staff of the Magic Education Committee to make such a fool of himself again. Although it would be beneficial for him to let them go abroad, if it was too much, his class would not be able to continue. Professor Andonova just sat down and watched.

Three and 10 minutes later, he returned to the stage, clapping his hands to get the students to focus on himself.

"Okay, this is the end of the independent practice session. I am very happy to see that everyone has made great progress. Next, I would like to invite four students who have mastered the Iron Armor Curse to practice with our four security officers—"

The faces of the four security officers were stretched, and Snape had a sarcastic expression.

Fred and George raised their hands high, and Hermione raised her hand too.

"Very good, there is still one classmate short."

Sirius nipped Harry's trousers lightly and urged Harry to come on, so Harry raised his hand too.

Peter asked the four students to come to the center of the stage and stand face to face with the four Ministry of Magic staff. Sirius happily ran back to the stage, intending to enjoy the demeanor of his godson up close.

"Security officers, please cast the Disarming Curse, and the students try to use the Iron Armor Curse to defend against the Disarming Curse." Peter knew that most of these staff members did not know the Iron Armor Curse, so he didn't want to make things difficult for them, "I'll count to three...one—two——"

All eyes in the auditorium were on them as the students and security guards clutched their wands nervously.

"three!"

"Except your weapons!"

"Armor protection!"

Four thin beams of red light were emitted from the tips of the security guards' sticks respectively, and collided with the invisible barrier created by the students.

Except for Herman Rapp who was facing George, the other three security guards were knocked down by the Iron Armor Curse and sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

This was not because Herman Rapp was superior, his Disarming Charm never hit George's Iron Armor Curse, but it narrowly missed Sirius.

"Should I continue to wait?" George held up his wand pretending to be innocent, maintaining the Iron Armor Charm in front of him.

There was a burst of laughter in the auditorium.

Peter made a gesture to signal the students to be quiet, and praised against his will: "Thank you to the two Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger and Mr. Potter, and also to all the security officers for their... selfless dedication..."

Dawlish stood motionless by the side, looking very much like a decorative stone pier at Hogwarts, Umbridge was already gnashing his teeth in anger, his eyeballs bulging out like toads, "Professor Peddie, I see, you are Deliberately humiliating the Ministry of Magic—”

"No, I didn't mean to humiliate the Ministry," he said calmly, "you humiliated yourselves."

"I can't stand it anymore!" A slightly trembling female voice said, "If the security officers provided by the British Ministry of Magic are all of this level, I'm afraid I will have to prohibit my students from leaving the Durmstrang ship. Principal, I have to be responsible to them."

Peter looked down the stage, and Professor Andonova had already stood up. She is not used to speaking in public. When Harry became the No.4 warrior last time, she hardly expressed any opinions, but now she is straightforward rebuked Umbridge.

Dawlish walked off the stage with four staff members of the Magical Education Committee with no expression on his face. All four staff members were hit, dejected and livid. Snape stood aside and applauded.

There were no students clapping with him this time, and his sarcasm was fully understood, and there was a louder roar of laughter and booing in the auditorium, and Sirius barked, much like human laughter.

"Okay, that's the end of this class. I'll inform you about the time of the next class." Peter dismissed the students in the stands, and they all stood up and left, discussing what happened tonight.

Umbridge's chest heaved violently, and she stormed off the stage, passing by Sirius, kicking him to vent her anger.

Skipping sideways, Sirius nimbly avoided the kick, and growled at Umbridge, wrinkling his nose and baring his sharp fangs.

Umbridge was already upset, and the black dog's resistance made her furious. She pulled out her wand from the pocket of her pink sweater, pointed at the black dog and shouted, "Stunned!"

Both Peter and Snape turned to look at Umbridge, and the students who had already started to leave also stopped to watch this inexplicable human-dog battle.

Sirius took a wary step back, and the spell flew past his nose and hit the ground.

Umbridge took a few steps back, looking flustered. She had expected a wizard to beat a dog easily, and the stun spell would have been enough.

Dogs don't understand that a magic wand shoots out of it, they just think it's a small stick, but the dog in front of them knows how to avoid the path the wand is pointing at.

"Drowsy!" Another red light shot out from the tip of Umbridge's staff, and Sirius twisted his waist to avoid it easily, throwing Umbridge to the ground.

"Professor Peddie Road!" Umbridge threw away his wand, and covered his throat with a stubby hand, and the black dog the size of a bear pinned her firmly on the stage, "Quick...stop it !” Her voice was hoarse, and the girlish sweetness had disappeared.

Peter walked over deliberately unhurriedly, stroking Sirius on the back as a gesture of reassurance, and Sirius whined and threatened Umbridge.

The students watched helplessly as Dolores Umbridge, a dignified Ministry of Magic official, was beaten by a dog, and laughter in the Great Hall nearly knocked the ceiling off.

(End of this chapter)