The Wizard's Marvel Journey

"So, he is really your uncle?"

Emma had a look of disbelief and was puzzled by Rohr's words.

As the only Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the school, James Cloud is quite popular.

Powerful magical prowess and a variety of weird spells always bring new vitality to Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.

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After a successful call, you will learn how to qualify for the Auror exam!

However, this does not hinder the enthusiasm of the little wizards.

It would be even more interesting if this place was like Hogwarts. Sitting in the position of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, the first thing you would bear the brunt of is your life.

And look at James' face...

Well, this middle-aged man with a gloomy and greasy face has been here for three full years.

This is probably the longest-lived Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, right?

"Yes, I am Roel Crowder and he is James Crowder, so is it any wonder that he is my uncle?"

"But I've never..." Emma said with a dumb look on her face, "I'm sorry, but there is really a big gap between you two..."

"The flashy old bastard!" Rolle squinted at James who was teaching on the stage, "Maybe he is..."

"Five points from Thunderbird Academy!"

A voice that was neither salty nor cold came over, "Each of you two!"

"I..." Rolle was speechless. This bastard's hearing was still very good.

"Do you want to count me in?" Claire, who was sitting on the left side of Rohr, looked excited. "Although I haven't had time to participate yet, classmate Rohr described it very vividly!"

"Miss Rupert, maybe you can come earlier next time." James said calmly, rejecting the girl's request.

This also made everyone in Thunderbird Academy quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

Be reasonable and be reckless, but we should fight for the Academy Cup, right?

But Thunderbird Academy's famously ruthless trio make that hope even slimmer.

Everyone starts with points.

After a month of hard work, many colleges have exceeded the rank, especially the Leopard Cat College, which has even reached .

Look at yourself again?

On the first day, the college's points fell off a cliff, and then they continued to increase. The overall trend was a slow decline, and it had already fallen below the three-digit mark.

In fact, if there was no precedent for transferring to another school, many wizards at Thunderbird Academy would consider giving up this advantageous stock in their hands.

The future is slim...

Alas╮(w)╭......

If I couldn't defeat the three of them...

(Joke, can I still let you scum bully me?) Luo Er was furious with impotence in his heart.

The truth to restore the facts is that there are few first-year wizards who are opponents of Claire, and he and Emma are mainly responsible for watching.

"So, does anyone want to come up and demonstrate the disarming spell for everyone, just like I did before!" James said loudly, looking at the eager little wizard below with a greasy smile.

"A bitch face!" A small beep...

"Report, Professor James, Roel wants to give it a try!" Claire's reaction was quick, probably because the girl didn't care about the Academy Cup at all.

What is the Academy Cup?

Is it fun to deduct points?

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Rolle's reaction was violent. After a month of contact, Rolle knew Claire's little hobby very well.

"Professor, Rohr can't wait!" Claire's eyes did not shift, and her arms raised high were as straight as flagpoles.

It seems that if James does not agree, he will keep holding this posture.

"Oh, of course, then, Roel, it's up to you to demonstrate for everyone!"

As soon as James finished speaking, the hearts of the Thunderbird wizards except Emma were already half cold.

Who doesn't know that there is a mutant wizard who can't do magic in the Mangfu Academy?

My head was shaved on the first day.

As for magic...

Those lightning crackles and look scary, but in reality that’s all.

Those who work sometimes but not always get into trouble.

He is simply Ilvermorny's new demolition genius, and the last one dates back to the guy who accidentally blew up the school fountain twenty years ago.

"I..." A ball of anger burned in Rohr's chest, and then it was all extinguished in Claire's cold eyes.

It is impossible to escape, you can only accept your fate honestly.

Pulling out the iron rod from his trouser pocket, looking at the path Claire took the initiative to make way for, Rohr walked forward as if resigned to his fate.

"Remember, your wrist must be rotated, just like... playing baseball!"

Emma reminded in a low voice, but Roll knew it was useless.

After a month, Rohr knew very well that if he was allowed to cast a spell, he would either mix the magic power and rush out to blow up something, or it would be like this...

"Except your weapons!"

Rohr's fingertips stirred up electricity, and he understood the reason, but if it was used...

A weak electric current shot out, and then exploded with a pop less than three meters in front of it.

"Very good, Thunderbird Academy will deduct three points here." James said lightly, motioning for Rohr to sit back.

At this time, except for the initial surprise, there were no more expressions in the classroom.

Hmm...sit down and do the basics.

For details, please refer to the crucible in the Potions class. How a cute little boy who was supposed to stir automatically under the influence of magic turned into a new type of magic bomb.

But Rohr didn't seem very calm. After all, Rohr was also a normal person. Although he was a bit precocious, memory was memory, and the growth of character still needed time.

It feels like reading a book. Very few people have a huge change in their lives because of the content in a book. More often than not, you read it and then forget about the content one day.

Rohr stood stiffly, looking at the iron rod in his hand. To be precise, he was looking at the arc on his fingertips, and then raised his head.

"Professor Claude, is it difficult to release the curse only through the wand? Is there no other possibility?"

"Of course." James also put down his hand, "But unfortunately, this is a very advanced magic skill. You can't complete it now. Even I can't do it."

Rohr's face turned ugly. James had no intention of doing that at all... huh?

"However, magic is not the only one. If you understand it well enough, you may not have to go to so much trouble to try to control your own mind."

As he spoke, James raised his hand and pointed, and the wand in the puppet's hand spun and fell into James' hand.