Spell Players at Hogwarts

At the age of 30 or 80, he has a body of [-] or [-] years old. I have to admit that the effect of Mr. Blitz's spell is very powerful, and the side effects of loose power are also unexpected.

However, regardless of the result, Professor Nut has successfully survived the first attack of the curse. As for Mr. Blitzcrank, who was almost killed by Xinkpunk.

Professor hinkerpunk blitznut?

This is probably the most basic inequality conversion?

Madam Pomfrey came back with a look of deep disgust in her eyes, whether it was directed at the professor or the students.

After all, the Hinkpunk Killings hadn't happened for over 200 years, either to wizards or Muggles.

The quality of this class of young wizards is not good.

The level of professors is... just average.

"Drink this, and then rest for the night. Remember, don't do anything drastic. Even if you are lying down, your bones are not allowed to weigh more than one hundred kilograms." Madam Pomfrey said calmly. , "If you are paralyzed somewhere, remember to ask for help."

"I...I know." Professor Nut had a bitter look on his face. Even after drinking the medicine, he was still a useless person?

"By the way, were you the one who did the child's first aid? It's not bad. It seems that Defense Against the Dark Arts is not just a bunch of idiots who have no brains to do damage." Madam Pomfrey said without mercy, "It's just a technique. It was a bit rough, and although it cleaned the child's mouth and lungs, it also damaged the internal mucosa."

"That is……"

"I did it. I'm sorry, Madam Pomfrey, but my magic is not as perfect as yours."

"Oh, this is already very good." Madam Pomfrey said pleasantly, "I have never seen that little wizard as witty as you. If I were your dean, I would definitely give you One hundred percent, you saved two people, kid.”

Professor Nut's mouth was bitter. This is the benefit of the little wizard. He clearly...

Madam Pomfrey stood up, and then she looked at Professor Nutt with an even more sinister look.

A little wizard can control the situation, but you, a professor, will end up like this?

After more than ten years, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who came to Hogwarts to apply for a job has become more and more useless. What on earth is Albus doing?

Madam Pomfrey said nothing, but the contemptuous and unkind look in her eyes made Professor Nut feel uncomfortable all over.

Professor McGonagall, who arrived later, made Professor Nutt's social death even more serious.

A Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was brought into this state by a little wizard's spell, and then it was another little wizard who finished the disaster.

"Professor Robert, please rest in peace and recover. If you have any needs or teaching difficulties, believe me, the other professors will be happy to help you."

"Yes, Professor Nutt, maybe you can tell me about the content of the next class. If the students have previewed it in advance, I believe that similar things will not happen again."

A new young wizard said righteously, will the first step of Hogwarts education reform start from here?

Professor Nut opened his mouth and made a sound of unknown meaning.

Professor Snape, who was standing not far from Mr. Blitz's bed, let out a cold snort of unknown meaning.

"That's it?"

"Okay, Mr. Kristoff, in view of your heroic behavior, Ravenclaw will add fifty points to thank you for your help to your classmates." Professor McGonagall said kindly, if the older cat girl's head If you have a good impression, after experiencing the performance of Transformation and Defense Against the Dark Arts, I believe the progress bar will definitely jump up a lot.

Although this was all unplanned, Lynch still felt that the plan should be printed in big words on the public screen.

"This is what I should do, professor." Lynch said humbly, fully displaying the image of a good student.

Professor Snape looked on with cold eyes. He didn't believe that a guy who started dating the seniors at the beginning of school and then disrupted the order of the branch could really be so well-behaved.

He has seen many similar disguises.

Huh, hypocritical little guy!

"Well, I think it's better if we don't disturb Professor Robert. Mr. Kristoff, you should go back to class next. I mean the next class."

"Okay, Professor McGonagall." Lynch politely withdrew. It seemed that several professors still had something to say. As he was leaving, Professor Flitwick gave him a thumbs up behind his back.

Fortunately, Lynch hasn't grown taller yet. If it were Charlie, he really wouldn't have noticed.

In just two days, Lynch scored 67 points for Ravenclaw, and this was only the first two days of school. It was definitely an unprecedented experience for Hogwarts.

In fact, after the afternoon Charms class, and under Professor Flitwick's earnest questioning, Lynch scored another twenty points by himself.

So during dinner, looking at the originally empty scorer covered with blue gems, in just two days, the title of Point Scorer appeared on Lynch's head.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, he scored 87 points in two days. For these 87 points, Lynch not only helped a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to save his respect, but also used unskilled magic to help his classmates. At the same time, his accumulation over the years was also completed. Show it completely.

And just like that, next year, Hermione and his two good-for-nothing men just played a game without any risk and won Gryffindor the House Cup?

Professor Dumbledore is really... cunning?

"You are so brave."

During dinner, Cedric looked sad. He originally thought that it was a sure thing that Hufflepuff would win the Academy Cup this year, but until now, the little badgers, who did not compete or compete, still failed to get a negative result.

The only thing that comforted Cedric was that Slytherin's score had successfully climbed to the mark of minus [-], which was almost as good as Gryffindor's best in history.

And this has caused a very strange phenomenon. The shining sapphire in Ravenclaw's scorer is compared to the empty scorers of the other three companies. So this year's Academy Cup...

"It's okay, relax, there's still Quidditch." Lynch patted Cedric on the shoulder, but Cedric ignored Lynch's intention and just looked at Qiu pitifully.

"It's okay, you've worked very hard." Qiu comforted her.

Then Cedric let out a long sigh of relief.

"I just want them to get better." Cedric looked moved, "It's great that you understand, Qiu!"