Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 96 Guidance
Peter and Snape devoted the rest of the open class to teaching the Iron Armor Charm, which was far more difficult than the Disarming Charm, and as a result most of the students did poorly.

"Very well, Neville," Peter held his wrist, guiding him to swing his wand in the correct posture, "relax your wrist a bit, and you don't have to pursue the speed of casting spells too much if you are not skilled."

Neville nodded, and continued to try to use the Iron Armor Charm over and over again. He was greatly encouraged, and he was much more confident than in the previous lessons.

"Harry, Hermione, you practiced very well," Peter was pleased to see that the Iron Armor Curse released by Harry and Hermione had reached considerable strength, "Ron, you practiced very well too—" Peter encouraged said, but with a click, Ron's wand fell into the collar of Dean Thomas in the front row.

"Okay, keep working hard." Peter patted Ron on the shoulder and turned to correct the next student. He always picked out everyone's merits and praised them as much as possible.

"Miss Bulstrode, uh--that's fine, but I want you to read the "Wizard's Combat Guide" first to learn the basic swinging posture." Although it has nothing to do with magic, Millicent Bulstrode The movement of waving the wand indiscriminately is full of power, which is mostly due to her burly figure.

"Percy, you already look like an Auror." Before he finished speaking, Peter vaguely remembered that he had already praised Percy like this once. Forget it, it would be difficult to think of many different compliments, unless he Write the compliments in the plan book.

"Yes, Ernie, the basic skills are very solid, and it would be better if the magic power is more concentrated."

"Very well, Mr. Constantine—" Peter saw Constantine slightly swinging his wand up and down around his stomach. After observing for a few seconds with a frown, Peter had to admit that Constantine's The performance is nothing to rave about.

"What the hell are you doing?" Peter asked in a low voice, and several Slytherin girls around giggled and giggled.

"Oh, Mr. Peddie Road, can't you see that?" Constantine swayed his body intoxicatedly, dubbing his movements with his mouth, "Doo, beep, beep, beep, beep—beep, Beep, beep, beep, beep—”

Peter raised his eyebrows and almost didn't fly into his hair: "What we need is the Iron Armor Curse, Mr. Stanley Constantine. I don't think your stuff has anything to do with the Iron Armor Curse."

"This is music, music, music is the most amazing magic..." Constantine said mysteriously, "I've been practicing the marimba recently, and it's just right to play it with a magic wand, but I haven't figured out how to play it in the air. Hit the scale."

Peter sighed, he decided not to let Constantine practice magic, but he said to the happy Slytherin girls clustered around Constantine: "Girls, I want you to practice-iron armor curse, Instead of the marimba, I know Mr. Constantine was great with the Weird Sisters, but Ironclad can save your life in a pinch."

Peter didn't know how much the students listened to, so he turned around and went to correct the wrong postures of other students.

In addition to Peter and Snape today, Dumbledore and Andonova also stood up to help guide the students.

"Raise your wrist lightly, that's right."

Dumbledore gently shook the hand of a first-year Hufflepuff student, who was shaking with excitement, and taught him how to cast spells bit by bit. Now that the headmaster's large, slender hand was holding his wrist, he realized just how tall Dumbledore was.

Andonova was a little embarrassed to point out the mistakes of the Hogwarts students. She only reminded them tactfully when she saw some exaggerated mistakes. She walked around the stands and came to the Beside Peter.

"Peter, what a great public lesson, it reminds me of us in Durmstrang," she said, "but in Durmstrang we teach dueling in a rougher way, especially after I took over Before the school... For example, there used to be a Professor Karkaroff who treated those students he didn't like very cruelly."

"Igor Karkaroff?" Peter said calmly. "Ah, I just met him. He was a Death Eater. Later, I killed him. There was no way. We met on the battlefield, and I was not familiar with him. One might think he was passionate, but in reality, he was sinister and brutal."

Andonova's eyelids drooped, her long lashes brushing the air.

"I'm sorry, Gabriella..." Peter regretted saying that, looking down into her brown eyes.

"I shouldn't have said that, it's all in the past," he said, "I think you should know, Karkaroff - he'd rather get profit in other ways than kill, I mean, Not all Death Eaters are murderers, and Voldemort would never have fought me to the death if he hadn't been at his side to oversee the battle."

"He is not only a Death Eater, he was also a subordinate of Gellert Grindelwald before." Andonova whispered.

Peter understood that she thought Igor Karkaroff had the same stain on her.

"Gabriella, but you are not Grindelwald's subordinates, nor are you Voldemort's subordinates," Peter said sincerely, "If you really want to say that, I still have Voldemort's mark on my left arm."

"Your left arm..." she said, "did you magically restore your arm?"

"Well," Peter said pretending to be relaxed, "Transfiguration, but it will be a little tired."

"That's good," she smiled, her antler-shaped hairpin gleaming in the light of the auditorium, "If you have a chance, you'd better visit Durmstrang, our castle is not that big, but we You can fly day and night among the snow-capped mountains, passing through patches of coniferous forests."

"I heard that Durmstrang's geographical location is kept secret, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. If any foreign wizard accidentally finds out, he will be oblivioned. I don't want to take the risk." Peter joked.

"Principals always have some privileges, otherwise who would still be the principal?" She said with a smile, "Besides, I need you to be a professor in Durmstrang, your magic skills will be of great benefit to us, so that Come on, you are no longer an outsider."

"I see, Professor Andonova," Peter said in a serious manner, "So you came to Hogwarts to poach people... Don't let Dumbledore hear this, he certainly doesn't want Hogwarts is only left with this kind of teacher who is busy beating mandarin ducks at the Yule Ball—”

Peter motioned in Snape's direction, and they both laughed, and together they went on to instruct the next student.

Dumbledore himself did not hear the conversation between them, he was over there in the Slytherin stands, because Snape disarmed Constantine's wand with a flying spell, and he was holding Constantine's wand so angry Panting, and Dumbledore kept persuading him not to worry about Constantine.

(End of this chapter)