Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

As soon as the words fell, the students could no longer suppress it and stood there cheering loudly. Whether it was excitement or because of the cold weather, their faces were all red.

"However, please forgive me, your current strength is far from being able to do this."

They seemed to be drenched by the current snow, and their originally excited mood suddenly stagnated.

Fortunately, Tver explained it to them.

"To achieve the level of Professor Flitwick, you need to improve your understanding of magic spells, gestures and magic release. It is not something you can do, at least not now."

Seeing that the students were confused, Tver smiled and asked: "Okay, can any of you make the magic stay? Like this -"

He flicked the wand in his hand.

"Passed out."

A red light emitted, but in the surprised eyes of the students, the red light did not rush forward, but actually stopped in the air like a little red snitch!

"This is the control of magic power. You can understand it as the light ball emitted by the fluorescent spell. The only difference is that it is much more difficult to achieve this level with other magic."

At least, Tver can only do this with some ordinary magic now.

"I can't understand," Ron complained. "Isn't the fluorescent spell glowing at the top of the wand? What is the ball of light?"

There was no need for Hermione this time, Harry could explain to him even though he was still hearing and seeing things.

"The light of the fluorescent spell can fall off the tip of the wand and then move to any visible place according to the caster's mind."

"Wouldn't that also save electricity for the lights?" Ron said in surprise.

"..."

The students in the class didn't understand it either, but the content was different.

They quietly tried it, but failed as expected.

Even Percy, who had been dismantling magic recently, could only barely let the spell stall briefly.

Therefore, in the end, they can only hold their noses and acquiesce to the fact that their strength is not enough.

"Don't worry," he encouraged the students, "I have realized this a long time ago, so I will give you a little help."

He waved the wand in his hand towards the surrounding snow, which seemed to be boiling. Nearly a hundred fist-sized snowballs flew out and floated to the top of each student's head, accurately staying at a distance of two feet (0.6 meters). .

Only then did they discover that the snowball had a small opening, revealing that it was hollow inside.

"Did you see that?" Tver retracted his wand and focused the students' attention on him.

"You can simply think of the magic emitted as a balloon. The magic effect is the outer layer of skin, and the magic output is the air inside."

"And now, I have prepared a tougher skin for you, so you don't have to worry about letting the magic stay."

"And next, you need to accurately release your magic into the snowball so that it contains an effective magic."

Looking at the eager students, Tver raised his voice so that they could hear him more clearly.

"Remember, you must maintain a continuous and stable magic output to prevent your magic from collapsing. Too little will dissipate due to insufficient magic, and too much will burst the original magic."

"You can use any magic you like, but I suggest you use the offensive magic you have the deepest control over, such as the stun spell, the disarming spell, the petrification spell, and the like.

"As for the amount of magic output, you need to control it yourself."

The students didn't pay attention to what the professor said. After they heard that snowballs could contain magic, they had already thought about putting the coolest magic they knew into it.

So that the professor can see that these senior students are not the little kids in the lower grades who only play with light balls!

Compared to the excited students in the golden film, the little wizards outside could only look at the top students, hoping that they would give some explanations to satisfy everyone's cravings.

Hermione couldn't say anything else this time. After all, she was only a first-year student, and she could see that the roll call magic was extremely good.

But Cedric next to him was different.

After taking private lessons with the professor for so long, I also quietly observed Percy's dismantling magic, plus he already had an excellent knowledge reserve.

He cleared his throat and attracted the attention of the people around him, especially a certain junior student from Ravenclaw House.

Noticing this, he quickly looked away and said proudly: "Look carefully at that layer of gold film. This is actually a super powerful iron armor curse!"

"Cut~"

The students have already done research, and now no one knows that this magic is the Iron Armor Curse.

Cedric ignored everyone's contemptuous looks, but stretched out a finger and said mysteriously: "But you definitely don't know one thing."

"What is it?" Qiu Zhang asked immediately.

He blushed slightly, embarrassed to show off anymore.

"Actually, Snowball is also an Iron Armor Spell. Different professors seem to have added changes to this Iron Armor Spell, making it milder and tougher. At the same time, it has the effect of blocking but not dissipating magic."

"It's impossible. The Iron Armor Curse obviously blocks the magic. How come it doesn't dissipate?" Qiu Zhang opened his mouth in surprise.

"Who knows, the professor has been teaching us for so long, and my biggest impression is that he mastered the Iron Armor Curse." Cedric shrugged.

"I don't care about the Iron Armor Curse. The important thing is that we also have snow, but how can we play like them..."

Ron looked at the students in the golden film with envy. They were already playing crazy inside!

Each one of the snowballs above his head emitted colorful light, and in a second he forgot what Tver said about controlling magic and using skilled magic. .seven

However, despite this, few students could accurately hit the hollow opening of the snowball in the first time.

Not many even hit the snowball.

Of course, it doesn't matter even if it hits, the specially strengthened armor spell cannot be broken by the students' magic.

As for the rest, they either passed by or ended up at grandma's house in a ridiculous way.

Some students also used magic to hit the classmates in front of or next to them...

You can't even tell whether it's because of personal grudges or just being too naive, after all, Tver specially placed the snowball on their heads.

Seeing them in a hurry, the little wizards outside laughed enviously.

They want to play like this too!

But Tver couldn't laugh or cry.

After rescuing several accidentally injured students, he had to wave his wand and inject his magic power into the imps on the students' heads.

For a moment, the little ghosts seemed to come to life, their expressions became much more agile, and their movements were like real people.

Of course, the words coming out of your mouth are even more true.

"Please Flint, you are a wizard, not a troll. The wand you are holding in your hand is obviously a wand, used to cast magic. Why does it look like a stick in your hand?!"

"Mr. Percy, Professor Foley asked me to tell you that you are the best in the room."

Percy's face lit up with joy, but he heard the kid's next words, "But it's also the farthest thing from the point. The professor asked you to use offensive spells, don't you listen! No! See you!"

"Miss Penello, I heard that you are a candidate for Ravenclaw prefect?"

Penello next to her was stunned. She thought the kid would talk about her like the others, but he was so friendly to her?

"Yes," she raised her little head and smiled proudly, "Professor Flitwick has already told me secretly!"

The kid shook his head, "Oh, it seems that all the Ravenclaw students in this class are not very good~"

Penello: "..."