Spell Players at Hogwarts

Perhaps this is the case for the teaching profession. Under the trend of the new century, teachers not only need to take on the responsibility of preaching, receiving karma and solving doubts, but sometimes they also need to become leaders on the road of life, or spiritual mentors?

Although we don’t know if the Defense Against the Dark Arts chicken soup tastes good, but we are definitely full.

Looking at Professor Nut who was pouring chicken soup to everyone in the front, at least Professor Nut also got a good feedback from everyone's warm applause.

"Well, if you guys take what I'm saying to heart, defeating the Hinkpunks will be incredibly easy."

Simple?

Looking at Professor Nut who was pursuing victory, even though they had just been fed, many young wizards still looked suspicious in the face of dark creatures.

"Believe in yourselves, I dare say, there is nothing easier than this. After all, Xinkpunk's appearance is not that scary. You just need not to easily believe in candlelight in the dark." Professor Nutt comforted him. Said.

"Besides, Xinkpunk has no offensive power. This is Hogwarts, not a quagmire in the Forbidden Forest."

"So Professor, does this hinkpunk come from the Forbidden Forest?"

"This is all thanks to Mr. Hagrid's help." Professor Nutt winked at Lynch. Perhaps, if he were Marietta...

Professor Nutt paid the wrong amount after all.

"Of course, even when facing Xinkpunk, it is not enough to not be confused by them. After all, not every little wizard is as outstanding as Ravenclaw and Slytherin."

Professor Nut said, not caring that he had hacked the other two colleges.

"At this time, we need to use magic. So, does anyone know what magic should be used to repel Xinkpunk? Mr. Kristoff?"

"If I remember correctly, Hinkpunk does not have any particularly targeted spells." Lynch paused, "However, it is very simple to repel Hinkpunk. Use the Sunshine Curse or relax your strength. Both can effectively deal with the threat of hinkpunk, the former is expulsion, and the latter..."

"Very good, Mr. Kristoff, ten more points for Ravenclaw!" Professor Nutt said loudly, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts class also unknowingly turned into the shape of Ravenclaw.

"I think I can't give a better answer, and Mr. Kristoff has completely hit the point. This is the most effective spell with the least loss of magic power."

"However, expulsion alone is not enough. After all, for Xinkpunk, as long as they live, the meaning of their lives is to lure innocent travelers into traps. So far, no wizard has figured out what these guys rely on to maintain their activities. , it feels like a ghost, beyond the scope of Mr. Scamander’s knowledge.”

"So, if you encounter hinkpunk in the wild, please don't hold back, and that's exactly what I want to teach you."

"So, have you all remembered that spell? No need to wave the wand, just read it out loud with me and relax your strength!"

"The strength is slack!" the whole class said in unison.

"Very good, but I believe everyone has noticed that just knowing the spell is not enough to complete a successful spell cast. The rest is up to you."

"Please remember that both spells and gestures are auxiliary to magic. It is the wizard himself who truly determines the effect of magic."

"So, Miss Fiona, you are the first!"

Professor Nut said, and then a witch with a smile on her face walked out of the Slytherin team. Her neat short hair was on the back of her head, and the wand in Fiona's hand was held as straight as a rapier.

(What a forty-inch long... unknown wand!)

"Relax, girl, this is not a duel, and the sword in your hand is not." Professor Nut said in a dumbfounded voice. As soon as he put his hand on it, Professor Nut noticed that Fiona's body was straight.

"I...I'm not nervous!" A blush flashed across Fiona's face, and having her worries exposed in public was no less than a small social death.

"Okay, but relax, there's nothing scary in this." Professor Nutt said casually, and then tapped the glass box with his wand. Immediately, the glass box melted on the ground, and the enlarged space made the It looks like a real swamp.

The curtains on both sides of the classroom were closed at some point, and darkness fell in the classroom. Only the flickering candle in the center of the classroom affected everyone's minds.

"Relax, don't get lost in the candlelight." Professor Nut's voice sounded like a warm whisper in everyone's ears.

"Do you still remember the spell given to you?"

"Remember." Fiona's voice was trembling, and the little girl's mental endurance was still a little lacking.

"Then what are you waiting for? It's now!"

Looking at the candlelight getting closer and closer, and following Professor Nutt's reminder, Fiona waved her sword-like wand stiffly.

"Power...power is slack!"

The red magic beam suddenly shot out from the wand. The little girl's hand was very steady, maybe because she often held a sword.

Bang!

The magic power exploded, and the light that was still causing people to lose consciousness instantly became extremely weak. With the help of the thin light, Xinkpunk's originally solid body became as light as light smoke.

The soul of hink punk has faded.

This is a wizard. Holding a magic wand, he can exert power that is completely inconsistent with his body.

"Very good, Fiona, you did it!" Professor Nutt said enthusiastically. Although Fiona's spell was far from lethal, it was fully qualified for dispelling it.

"Then, next, Mei Mi!"

Mei Mi, who was not far from Qiu, stood up happily. With Fiona's attempt, the little wizard had more or less overcome his fear of dark creatures.

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

Blitzcrank had a look of disdain on his face, even though he was holding the wand in his hand and his body was in a state of eagerness to try.

"Power slack!"

Mei Mi's shot was accurate, and the red magic beam immediately knocked back Xinkpunk who was trying to get into the swamp.

Visible to the naked eye, Xinkpunk's body was nothing more than a shadow.

Yet unlike at least pure, seductive behavior, hinkpunk seems.Completely and irritated, its body became lighter and lighter, but this state of mist...

You should say that you are very familiar with it?

Lin Qi looked at Xinke Punk's body with an uncertain expression. The spirit that gathered its resentment had a strong smell of death, and the shape of this mist seemed to be surprisingly similar to his own.

However, the difference in the magnitude of magic power is too big, and the continuous hit curse also weakens Xinkpunk to a weak level.

"So, Qiu Zhang!"

As Professor Nut loudly called out the gifts, Lynch naturally didn't care about such a trivial matter.

Although Professor Nat's magic level is not very good, as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, he can't even deal with a weak elf, right?

"Power slack!"

Qiu waved her wand excitedly. This kind of new thing will always win Qiu's love. In fact, if Qiu had not been very sensitive to curses, Lynch would have doubted whether the Sorting Hat had made a mistake with Qiu. Branch.

You call Qiu a Ravenclaw, but he is a master who can fly to heaven on a broomstick.

Bang!

Xinkpunk finally couldn't bear the grievance of being targeted in the cage. After enduring Qiu's curse, he couldn't help but explode into a puff of smoke.

This hink punk is completely cracked.

"Very good, that's it!" Professor Nut said happily, "In fact, relaxing the power can have unexpected effects in many cases. Weakening the opponent's magic power is surprisingly effective for such a purely magical creature. .”

"I still remember when I first learned how to do it, when faced with a provocative classmate, I would let him not get out of bed for three days just because I relaxed my strength."

Professor Nut happily boasted about being unable to get out of bed for three days and the unexpected counterattack. Obviously, Professor Nut liked this spell very much.

And after Professor Nutt's vivid description, the little wizards' enthusiasm for power relaxation has also reached a higher level.

After all, there is no danger to life, and it can also teach people a lesson. Why can't I get out of bed for three days? That is a great victory.

So, is there really no need to consider Madam Pomfrey’s feelings?

Professor Nutt once again created a Xinkpunk in the distorted space. Lynch was not so greedy for power, but he was not so greedy for Professor Nutt's accomplishments in space magic.

Recalling my own feelings when Apparating, maybe Professor Nutt might gain something good from his conjectures about space magic and the use of dimensional space?

The training is still going on, but the success of three consecutive young wizards has obviously made some people unable to bear it any longer.

For example, Mr. Blitz, who has just established the title of King of Thunder and Lightning, is an 11-year-old boy who is also in the period of combining showing off and being a middle schooler.

"It's just a hinkpunk, it's not that strenuous at all." Blitzcrank whispered, "This kind of spell is so hard to master after just hearing it once. Moreover, one spell can completely subdue the opponent. Well, what’s there to be excited about?”

Blitzcrank almost had his displeasure written on his face, and at this moment, Professor Nut also called out Blitzcrank's name.

"Look, you're not the only one who can add points." Blitzcrank said confidently, and Lynch paused for a moment before he could taste the little boy's thoughts.

Perhaps, jealous?

Looking at Qiu who was discussing happily beside him, Lin Qi suddenly realized that almost all the girls in the class were next to him, so it was no wonder that the little boys were dissatisfied.

I am definitely dissatisfied with Lynch's pushy behavior. Is this probably an innocent disaster?

Mr. Blitz rushed out after his name was called. He aimed at Xinkpunk from a distance, obviously very confident in his shooting skills.

However, what people never expected was that after the little wizard's foundation, Xinkpunk didn't intend to be a fixed target.

The one that Professor Nut released this time was obviously larger than the previous one, but the flexibility of the body was highlighted in an instant.

"Power slack!"

Mr. Blitz's wand emits a beam several times thicker than the Autumn Curse.

However, Hinkpunk's performance was really like smoke. At the moment when he was about to hit, Hinkpunk's body made a big hole in the middle like smoke.

Mr. Blitz's powerful magic beam instantly hit Xinkpunk... Professor Nutt behind him.

In a hurry, Professor Nutt was about to call the next person forward, so he realized that after Hinkpunk dodged, he had no time to defend himself and was quickly knocked over by Mr. Blitz.

As we all know, 11 years old is an age when magic is restless. Just like the famous Mr. Harry Potter in the wizarding world, he can use his eyes to complete a perfect disappearing spell at the zoo and lock his cousin in, not to mention The little wizard was filled with complex emotions such as excitement, dissatisfaction, and a hint of excitement.

Facts have proved that wizards are not made of iron. They are all fleshy people. Even if the other party is a professor, after being tricked, he is no different from a little wizard.

Click!

There was a crisp sound of bone cracking that caught Lynch's ears, and then he saw Professor Nut falling to the ground weakly, with his two calves twisted unnaturally at the joints.

Then, piercing screams became the main theme of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"You killed Professor Nutt."

"Oh my gosh, the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is indeed cursed."

"But I didn't expect that on the first day, our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor would have an accident."

Everyone gathered around him in a hurry, but no one dared to touch the professor who was paralyzed on the ground.

Mr. Blitz looked at Professor Nutt at a loss, and then looked at Xinkpunk who was trying to rush over...

"Damn it, it's all you!"

Mr. Blitz's anger surged into his heart, and the little wizard, who had not adapted to wand combat for a while, reflexively raised his fist.

"Don't...don't go there..."

Professor Nut weakly tried to push himself up, but the effect of his weakened strength had not yet faded, and the angry Mr. Blitz seemed to have stepped into the quagmire.

The charged iron fist was raised high, intending to give this Xinkpunk a ruthless knockback effect. However, how could the body atomized by magic be defeated by a simple physical blow?

Mr. Blitz's face was slowly the color of candlelight, his expression became a little dazed, and the charged iron fist raised high had also entered the CD state.

A faint brown mist got into Mr. Blitz's nostrils, and then...

puff!

Like firecrackers to pits?

The brown mire splashed everywhere, and in less than a second, Mr. Blitz's body was completely immersed.

Sure enough, the assistant should know his position well, and if he blindly rushes in, isn't it in vain?