All things are three at Hogwarts

The field began to shake, and the little wizards retreated one after another. In the confinement circle, square pieces of soil in front of these hundred-eyed ghosts rose up from the grass, building scattered high walls, low walls, and even corridors and Trenches were dug...

Allen temporarily simulated the terrain of his practical class into the terrain that may be encountered in real-life battles, making the venue instantly filled with obstacles of various shapes. The arms of the three hundred-eyed ghosts were struggling to tear apart things around them, making the place look even more messy.

Allen raised the teaching wand and pointed its tip forward. In an instant, five missiles made of magical energy were shot from the tip of the wand.

These fired missiles, with dots of blue light, were like shooting stars, drawing five curves in the air and rushing towards the three hundred-eyed ghosts.

Although Allen just cast the spell at will, the direction of the tip of the staff was not pointed at the demons at all, but these five magic missiles seemed to have their own consciousness. The automatic soldiers were divided into three groups in the air, and three of them flew high. After adjusting the trajectory, they accurately passed through the gap between the guardrails and hit the Baimugui; while the other two arcs, one left and one up, one arced around the edge of the high wall and hit. One of the arms, and the other one suddenly changed its trajectory after walking from the sky and hit the hundred-eyed ghost that fell into the trench and had not yet struggled out.

With these banging sounds, the orange arms of the demons were blown away, like pieces of severed palms. The severed arms with eyeballs were still scratching high in the air, and the demons' Many potholes as big as bowls were left on the broken arms on the body, exposing red flesh and blood. The muscles and blood vessels were all blown into a mess. The evil aura of depravity came from them, and the smelly liquid dripped to the ground.

"Ravenclaw, I saw something. This tracking function is perfect for me."

"With this spell, I can fight five with one."

"No need to aim? Professor, I want to learn this."

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The student saw the arrogant and terrifying demon being beaten in front of his eyes and was unable to fight back. It was really exciting to have the spell caster take over for him. However, after the wizards watched excitedly, some attentive students were surprised to find that the broken arms of these hundred-eyed ghosts began to heal and regenerate slowly but at a speed that could be discerned with the naked eye, and began to grow on those fractured surfaces. Pink tender sprouts.

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"The environment in which demons grow up means that their bodies have to be strong enough to ensure their survival." Allen explained. Seeing the expressions of these wizards, he explained, "When you first come into contact with this spell, you can't release five at a time." A magic missile, with the power of a lower-grade student, might be similar to a punch from a Muggle professional boxer?" Then Allen's expression became more serious, "But as you practice, your mastery of the spell will increase. To deepen... The power of each magic bullet of the senior students, I think it is enough to kill a Muggle by blowing up vital parts such as the head or abdominal cavity... Oh, Michael... Mr. Michael Corner, please ask."

Michael Corner was raising his arms high. After getting Allen's permission, he spoke: "Principal Harris, does this spell need to be continuously guided when casting?"

"The more critical issue is that it does not need to continuously focus on guiding their trajectory. Before the missiles composed of magic energy are shot from your wand, you must determine the attack target and determine the number it will bear, whether it is five or just one. ...As long as these are determined, no matter whether the target has concealment, cover, etc. status...or attempts to dodge, unless you immediately use apparation to escape the missile's attack range...First-year students have a distance of about 100 feet, but they can follow you The improvement in strength makes its range longer." Allen's slender and pale hands swayed in response to his words, "In short, in other cases, the magic missile will automatically plan its route until it successfully hits the opponent... But conversely, the inability to focus on guidance also brings a disadvantage, that is, our soldiers cannot designate missiles to attack specific parts of creatures. You may blow off an enemy's leg, or you may just open a hole in the opponent's chest..."

This aroused excitement among the wizard apprentices, and also caused them to have more doubts.

After receiving permission, Ernie McMillan hurriedly asked: "Professor, if this magic can automatically track...if we ourselves become the target, how should we resist it?"

"Yes, this spell prevents you from trying to avoid using obstacles or your body's agility, but the attack force of the magic missile actually causes explosive damage in the form of a force field, so it is easily blocked by the Iron Armor Spell... "It is not like Avada's Kedavra. As long as it is in contact, the magical effect contained in it will activate its effect." Allen patiently explained, "But if it is not a super armor to protect the body, ordinary armor The shield created by the spell cannot last too long, and you still need to keep your concentration... In modern magical society, our magic is more offensive in battle..." Allen paused, "So to match it, I also I have prepared several other defensive spells that were popular in ancient times for you, forming a relatively complete protection system, but I still need to improve and simplify them for you to use... so I won't break down the postures and spells for you yet."

This made the students who thought they could only learn one new spell unexpectedly found out that they could learn three sets, which was very exciting.

"But rather than explaining, I think it's better to give a practical demonstration." Allen then glanced at the wizards surrounding him, "Does anyone want to go on stage to experience it? I promise I won't hurt you."

Hearing this, Shuashua raised his hands one after another.

Among them, the Gryffindors raised their heads almost before Allen finished speaking. They also had the largest number, followed by Hufflepuff and Slytherin, and the Ravenclaw students were the smallest.

Having just witnessed the power of magic missiles, the visual impact of those demons having their arms blown off is still in my mind, not to mention that this defensive spell seems to be still in an experimental nature, which makes many little cowards have no intention of participating in the demonstration in person. , after all, since there are others taking the lead, it has no impact on satisfying one's own thirst for knowledge.

"Mr. Draco Malfoy, Miss Susan Bones, Miss Lisa Dupin, and Mr. Ron Weasley, please come below." Allen chose each house fairly. a wizard,

Most of the little wizards who were called were a little nervous. After seeing the power and attack methods of magic missiles, although they had Allen's protection, inevitable emotions would inevitably arise, including Draco, who was originally a little absent-minded. .

Especially Lisa's face turned pale and she was half a step behind the others - she actually just wanted to express her support for Allen. After all, Allen saved her once when she first entered the first grade and didn't really want to end. So she was a little annoyed and scared at this time,

Only Gryffindor Ron's cheeks were flushed with excitement at this time. He pretended to be serious and wanted to look more graceful as he walked down the stairs. He enjoyed the feeling of being noticed and felt that his face was shining. Although he was still a little confused about Allen's choice over Harry or Neville Flagg, the recent relationship between Weasley and Harris made him rest assured that the other party did not want him to make a fool of himself in public.

"Don't worry, I promise there will be no danger... Otherwise, maybe Michela will be happy, but Madam Pomfrey will not make it easy for me." Allen shrugged, and he warned, "I will help you one after another. Put on these spells... But it should be noted that after you learn some of them, you can indeed cast them for others like me, but for others... you haven't learned how to cast my spells, so you can only cast them like ordinary armor spells. The same thing can only work on yourself..."