HP Magic Biography

If you have no objections, Harry, come to me. Fan Lin nodded and put the spell list in his hand aside.

Harry held his wand nervously and fought over, Next, Harry and I will teach you the correct way to contact the Disarming Charm.

Fan Lin looked at Harry. After all, he wouldn't follow him every day, and this task was more for Harry to complete. Naturally, it was reasonable for Harry to do more assignments.

Under so many people's gazes, Harry's tongue was a little dry, and Harry finally opened his mouth under a slight bluntness.

I think we can practice in groups.

As soon as the voice fell, all the people acted immediately and divided into groups. Neville was alone.

You can come with me, Harry said to Neville.

Okay! Count to three! Okay, one, two, three! The room was filled with shouts of disarm. Wands flew here and there; the wrong spell bounced off the bookshelf, pulling books out.

Harry was much faster than Neville, so Neville's wand bounced off the ceiling, flashed a flash of sparks, and landed with a clatter on top of a bookcase. Harry had to cast a Coming Charm to give it back to Neville. Looking around, he was convinced that it was all right to practice the most basic spells first; many people were saying their spells wrong;

Disarm! Neville yelled. When Harry didn't pay attention, the wand actually flew out! I did it!!! Neville said excitedly, I've never tried it. I did it!!!

Fine! Harry said encouragingly.

He wasn't going to tell Neville that his enemies weren't just sitting around waiting for him to strike.

listen,

Neville, can you practice with Fan Lin and Hermione for a while first. I have to go and see how others are doing.

Harry walked into the middle of the room. A strange thing happened to Zacharias Smith. Every time he chanted a spell to disarm Anthony Goldston, his own wand would fly out and Anthony would do nothing.

Harry needn't have been surprised by this: Fred and George were taking turns casting curses at him not far away.

I'm sorry, Harry, said George, seeing Harry looking at him. Can't control myself~

Harry turned to the other side, to correct the mispronounced spell.

At the same time, after letting Hermione practice with Neville, Fan Lin also began to investigate his own students. Although he said he was also a student at Hogwarts, he did some things that teachers do...

Well, it's been like this since the first grade, but back then it was only Ron, and Harry, who had just arrived, worked hard enough, and now it's just expanding the job to a group of people.

Everyone did good and bad things, Fan Lin didn't pay attention to Harry, but concentrated on observing everyone's movements and spells.

Ginny was paired with Michael Cowley; she was doing fine, either Michael was just too bad or he didn't want to put a spell on her. Ernie Macmillan swung his wand wildly, which gave his opponents a chance; the Creevey Brothers tried hard, but they were the ones who caused the books to fly everywhere on the shelves; Better yet, you can knock Justin Finch Flatley's wand away occasionally, but most of the time it just makes his head stand on end.

Head erected?

Is this using magic to give the other party a bath?

Okay, stop! Fan Lin yelled, Stop!!! Stop!!!

But the practice room is messy and messy, and I can't distinguish anything.

I guess I'll have to have a whistle, he thought, and suddenly a whistle appeared on a nearby table. He grabbed it and blew hard. All stopped their wands.

Not too bad, you should know what it means. That means, your performance is not very good, Fan Lin shouted loudly, But we are here to improve!

Standing in the center of the field, Fan Lin decomposed the disarming spell again, from the most basic spells for communicating magic power, to the movements and skills of casting spells. As a result, Harry took several steps back, and the result of the magic power hedging made him Everyone was amazed, and the power of the explosion cannot be underestimated.

Let's try again! Fan Lin waved his hand and started walking around again, stopping from time to time to correct those mistakes.

Gradually, everyone has a look.

Harry just tried to avoid Qiu's group of people, but he had gone back and forth to other places several times, and even collided with Fan Lin. Someone reminded Harry not to ignore the people there.

Fan Lin naturally understood Harry's shyness, but let's forget about doing it for him.

Oh no! Cho yelled as Harry approached.

De-fog! I mean...de-china! . . . Oh, I'm so sorry, Marietta! Her friend's sleeve was on fire; Marietta extinguished the fire with her wand, then glared at Harry as if That was his fault as well.

You're making me nervous. I've been doing fine before! Cho said to Harry dejectedly.

That's fine. Harry lied. But when she looked up at him, he said, Well, no, that was pretty bad. But I know you can do it right. I just saw it.

Qiu laughed. Her friend Marietta looked at them both sourly and turned away.

Leave her alone, Cho whispered. She didn't want to come. I dragged her. Her parents forbade her from doing anything against Umbridge. His mother works at the Ministry, you know.

Where are your parents? Harry asked.

Oh, and they forbid me to fight Umbridge too, said Cho proudly, but if they know I'm going to fight You-Know-Who, especially with Cedric... She paused, looking sad . A moment of embarrassment.

Terry Boot's wand flew past Harry's ear and hit Alicia Spinlet hard on the nose.

Well, my dad is very much in favor of actions against the Ministry of Magic! Luna said proudly, appearing suddenly behind Harry, apparently eavesdropping on their conversation; Freed himself from the robe wrapped around his head.

He always said he had complete faith in Fudge; I mean, in the number of goblins Fudge had slaughtered! And of course he was using the Department of Mysteries to concoct terrible poisons to kill those who opposed him. And his Ah Gubra Slasket...

Obviously, no one can save Luna from the offline state of talking to herself.

Don't ask her what's the matter, Harry whispered to Cho, who looked puzzled. She giggled.

Hey, Harry! Fan Lin asked across the room, Have you checked the time?

He looked down at his watch, and was surprised to find that it was already nine minutes past ten, which meant that they had to return to the common room immediately, or they might be caught by Filch.

Harry responded immediately, and Van Lin blew his whistle; everyone stopped Expelliarmus, and two wands fell to the ground.

It doesn't matter to Fan Lin, Hogwarts' internal defenses can't stop him anyway, but with such a large group of people...

Okay, today is a good day! Fan Lin concluded, But we are running out of time, so we have to get out of here quickly. I will notify everyone through the communication device for the next practice, and everyone will write their class schedule in a form and hand it over For Hermione, we'll figure out when most people can practice.

So, is there any question?

The sooner the better! Dean Thomas said hastily. Everyone nodded in agreement.

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