97 Chapter 30, the Ability to Disappear

The sleep at Hogwarts was much better than when he was wandering outside. When Hoffa woke up the next day, there was no place in his body that was not sour. It was as if being a human being had been beaten on the bed with a stick. But that's not the reason, it's just the secretion of lactic acid after muscle fatigue.

The first day's schedule is already on the bedside.

Hoffa took a look and heaved a sigh of relief. Today's class is Charms and Astronomy, tomorrow's class is Defense Against the Dark Arts and Ancient Runes, and the first Transfiguration class will be held the day after tomorrow. If possible, he hoped that there would not be a Transfiguration class this year.

At breakfast time, fluttering owls flew into the school through the skylight.

They threw the letters on the desks of the students, and a sorrel owl circled around and threw a newspaper in front of Miranda. Then asked for a piece of toast and flew away.

As soon as Miranda opened the newspaper, she exclaimed.

Other students who received the newspaper also became noisy.

Leaning his head, Hoffa saw the headlines without any surprise.

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The German Muggles blitzed Poland, and Britain and France sternly warned.

The Daily Prophet rarely reported news about the Muggle world, but this time, the newspaper put it on the headlines, showing the seriousness of the matter.

Aglaia rubbed her head away, and then snatched the newspaper away. She read the newspaper word by word, and asked palely, "Will you fight?"

"I hope not," Miranda murmured, "British Muggles aren't pretty"

"impossible."

Hoffa interrupted her with a sigh, "Britain and France will declare war tomorrow."

"how do you know?"

Both friends looked over, and they asked in surprise.

Hoffa said nothing, absently spread jam on the bread. When the war really came, no one would have guessed that it would develop into the most terrifying killing feast in history. At this moment, he really wasn't in the mood to talk much.

After breakfast, the three of them came to the Charms classroom on the fifth floor, which was originally the classroom of Adebe Gorshack, but now it belongs to Dumbledore.

However, the unique decoration of the Charms Classroom belonging to Adeb Goshak remained unchanged, with several large clocks running precisely inside.

The only extra prop was a set of blue armor with a height of about 1.8 meters beside the teacher's desk. It had a shiny metallic luster on it, and it was standing quietly on the spot.

Dumbledore came earlier than everyone else, and at this moment he was leaning against the podium, reading a copy of the Daily Prophet in his hand.

The Gryffindor students in the classroom also arrived surprisingly early, and they took advantage of the position.

This invisible demonstration made Ravenclaw very dissatisfied, and Aglaia stared angrily as soon as she entered the door.

"I'll see how long these idiots last!" she said.

Hoffa didn't talk, and after the three sat in the corner, he asked Miranda in a low voice: "This is the first charm class you have ever taken, isn't it?"

Miranda suddenly realized: "It seems to be the same, I didn't even notice it if you didn't tell me."

Soon, the seats were filled one after another, Dumbledore put down the newspaper, flicked his wand, and the door closed.

He looked at the crowd solemnly on the podium, his expression was uncharacteristically gentle, and he had a bit of the stern shadow of Professor Goshak.

"I won't keep it secret. This year, the external situation is not the same as in previous years, and the conflicts between wizards are also more direct and fierce than before. This year I will reduce the teaching of life-building spells, and teach you more about self-protection. and defensive spells."

The class was completely silent, and everyone had seen the news on the Daily Prophet these days, and no one wanted to lose the chain at such a time, after all, it was really a matter of life.

Dumbledore: "Who can tell me how many defensive spells there are?"

Aglea tilted her head and whispered in Hoffa's ear, "176."

Hoffa's face darkened.

Several Gryffindor students raised their hands like offering treasures.

Dumbledore nodded to one of them.

The Gryffindor said, "Two kinds, Professor, the Shield Curse and the Iron Armor Curse."

"Correct answer, five points for Gryffindor."

"Basically, although there are countless defensive spells for wizards, they are basically derived from these two spells. One is for magic damage, and the other is for physical damage."

Dumbledore: "However, before the formal class, I would like to introduce to you my temporary assistant, Sir Carmel."

Dumbledore stretched out his finger, and immediately, the armor that had been standing still next to him came alive. It clicked two steps forward, bent down, and bowed to everyone.

It turned out to be living armor, and Hoffa was not too surprised. In Hogwarts, everything happened normally.

"The Iron Curse, ser," Dumbledore ordered.

The armor nodded, and pulled out a wand from his waist like a sword, and stood it in front of him. It looked a little funny, and Gryffindor snickered.

But the next second, Dumbledore flicked his wand.

"Blazing flames."

A burst of hot, bluish-yellow flame erupted from Dumbledore's wand. The temperature of the whole classroom has risen by nearly 20 degrees, like a steamer. Everyone pursed their lips in horror.

Sir Armor waved his wand, and a transparent shield appeared in front of him.

But in a blink of an eye, the protective shield was like an eggshell, breaking into pieces.

Dumbledore lowered his wand and dismissed the flames.

However, the blue armor was turned into molten iron by the high-heat flame, and it collapsed to the ground with a clang.

There was no sound in the classroom.

Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the molten iron on the ground bonded together again. The blue armored man has completely returned to normal. Standing on the ground like nothing.

The Ravenclaw students looked at each other, the contempt on their faces subdued a lot. Obviously, Dumbledore's attainments in spells are very profound, more than enough to be their teacher.

But Dumbledore didn't care about the changes in other people's emotions, he continued to talk:

"Ordinary students start learning the Iron Armor Curse first, but considering the special circumstances this year, Muggles in the outside world have also become quite irritable. Therefore, in this class, I will teach you another spell. A very practical one. , and a very advanced spell, the Shield Curse."

When Hoffa heard this, his head immediately turned to Miranda.

The spell, which Miranda had used the night before, kept him out of the wind.

Miranda shrugged and said nothing.

Aglaia whispered, "I would and I would."

"Shield Curse"

Dumbledore glanced at the three of them, slightly increased the volume, and interrupted their whispering.

"The shield spell was first used by King Siesta II of the Kingdom of Prussia. In a war between Prussia and Gaul, Siesta II personally took command in order to boost morale. The wizard in Gaolu took advantage of the king's unpreparedness , cast the poisonous spell on his back - the ecstasy spell, just as the spell was cast, Kista II turned his head and saw the spell flying towards him, in a hurry, cast the first shield spell, Not only blocked the spell, but also blocked the flying arrows in the sky."

"Spell - [Tariko-Skita]"

"Pronunciation, Ta, read the light tone, as long as there is this sound, "Li" is the same light sound, and the same strength "can" pause for about 0.5 seconds in the middle of the heaviest sound among the six tones.

"Si" is pronounced in a light tone, so as to give people a feeling that there is nothing. .

Casting a spell does not require a wand, but hands, brains, and a heart that is brave enough to protect others. "

After speaking, Dumbledore turned his head to look at the armor and nodded.

The man in blue armor standing opposite him suddenly bent down, the gap in the armor on his face opened, and a red flame shot out from it. The flames were blazing, no less than Dumbledore's fire-calling spell just now.

Dumbledore stretched out one hand: "Tariko-Skita."

boom! !

In front of Dumbledore's hand, an invisible and smooth cross shield appeared in the air. Although the cross was narrow, it was very effective in resisting all the flames.

The shield was transparent, with a blue halo around it, and in the center of his cross shield, Hoffa actually saw the pattern of a fiery red phoenix.

After touching the shield, the flames were scattered to both sides, illuminating everyone's faces, the hair of some Gryffindors in front were curly, and there was a strange smell in the class.

Before he could take a second look, the flame disappeared, and so did the shield.

"See?" Dumbledore asked lightly, putting down his palm.

"I see."

The students below answered in unison.

Dumbledore nodded to the armored man: "Thank you, Sir Kars."

The armor bent down and said the only sentence: "It's a pleasure to serve you."

After speaking, it walked aside with crunching steps and returned to the state of a dead thing.

Dumbledore: "The shield spell has different powers under different circumstances, and different people will have different powers. After the shield spell is released successfully, it will form a smooth surface in front of you. Shield, there is an iconic pattern in the middle of the shield, reindeer, python, lion, or other items, which vary from person to person. In the next time, I want to see you each practice it. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the students in the class were gearing up and eager to try.

However, Dumbledore seemed to think of something again, and he raised his hand:

"Oh, that's right. There is one more thing about this year's teaching assistant assessment. But whoever can successfully release the shield spell and can sustain the longest time under Sir Carmel's flame will become my teaching assistant .”

Assistant, Dumbledore's assistant.

Everyone involuntarily looked at the metallic armor in front of the podium.

Some people looked dazed, some people looked fearful, but someone was already jumping up excitedly.

Aglaia slapped the table with both hands to prop herself up, her face flushed.

"I'm sure I'll be the teaching assistant."

Like her, there was also a group of excited Gryffindors. They looked at Dumbledore, eager to prove themselves.

"Don't worry yet," said Dumbledore.

"Teaching assistants is a very hard job. I hope you have sufficient preparation and ability to accomplish this. Now, let's release the spells and movements proficiently first."

Aglea couldn't wait to raise her hand, "Tariko-Skita!"

A cross with an arc appeared in her palm, and it became as big as an umbrella in an instant, with a pattern resembling a flamingo on it.

(Hoffa frowned: "Why did you release me?")

The fluctuation of magic power made all the students around look over, and Dumbledore immediately gave a thumbs up: "Very good, Miss Draces, Ravenclaw plus ten points."

(The Gryffindor students immediately resented and began experimenting with Dumbledore's new spell.)

Miranda commented: "Not bad, but your spirit seems to be unstable, and the shield may not last long."

Aglaia was immediately upset, and she raised her hand to remove the shield.

"Hey, what are you talking about, am I not much better than others?"

She pointed to other students around.

At this moment, in the Charms classroom, Tariq-Skita's voice can be heard endlessly, but for the vast majority of people, they are just chanting spells.

Few people can release this spell through the palm of their hands. Some students can only summon a shield as thin as an arm, and some can only summon a round shield as big as a palm.

There are even some students who don't believe in evil, but want to pick up the magic wand.

As a result, after using the wand, they not only failed to release the shield, but caused all kinds of messy explosions. Colorful lights flicker in the classroom.

Dumbledore yelled, "Don't use a wand, this is not a spell to use a wand! Use your brain and your heart."

So those students who wanted to play tricks put down their wands awkwardly.

Miranda pointed to the blue armor standing in front of the classroom and said:

"What's the use of being better than them? If you want to be a teaching assistant, you must at least stick to that armor for a minute."

"One minute?" Aglaia was rather skeptical.

"yes."

"Why should I hold on for a minute?" Aglaia said with a disdainful smile.

"Because I think I can hold on for at least a minute. If you can't hold on for a minute, why compete with me?"

With that said, Miranda stood up, and a shield appeared in each hand. There were two very cartoon abstract patterns on the shield, with a smiling face on one side and a crying face on the other.

The moment she summoned the shield, the magic power fluctuated enormously.

All the students in the class looked over, and then gasped.

Dumbledore looked happy and walked over quickly. But then he seemed to think of something again, and retreated halfway. Just nodded to Miranda implicitly.

Hoffa was also dumbfounded. The quality of this shield was obviously much better than the one that blocked the wind last night. He was indeed a genius in Charms. People can't call out one side, but you are better off, one in each hand.

Aglaya's eyes widened, and it took a while to figure it out: "You, you, you want to fight with me?"

Miranda withdrew her shield, pointed at the stunned Gryffindors and said, "It's about Ravenclaw's honor, I will not give up this assistant position."

"Damn it!"

Aglaia sat down at once, crossing her arms and sulking.

Miranda sat down, looked at her with her chin in her hand, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, Aglaia, you will be motivated only when you are under pressure."

"Pressure. Heh, Adbe must have taught you in advance."

Aglaia muttered angrily. Suddenly, she thought of something and looked at Hoffa.

"Hoffa, didn't you get good grades in Charms last year? Come and try this spell."

Miranda also turned to Hoffa: "That's right, why haven't you tried it yet?"

"Okay, I'll try."

Hoffa coughed.

"Tariko-Skita."

No response, no shields, no animals, no crosses.

"Um?"

Hoffa looked at his palm and felt something strange.

Eh.

Aglaia looked at Miranda.

"Is it a syllable?"

"The syllables are fine, and the movements seem to be quite standard." Miranda rubbed her chin, "Hoffa, you have to concentrate to release this spell. Just like the Patronus, you have to think of something that cheers you up. "

"Excitement?"

Look at the faces of Miranda and Aglaia.

Hoffa coughed again.

"Tariko-Skita."

puff.

Slap.

A small transparent bubble appeared in his palm, about the size of a ping pong ball, and then the shield burst weakly, disappearing into the air.

After a few seconds of silence, the two friends watching looked at each other.

Miranda's mouth twitched.

"Wow ha ha ha ha ha ha ~"

Aglaia couldn't hold back for a moment, and burst out laughing instantly.

She put one hand on Hoffa's shoulder and the other on her chest, laughing forward and backward.

"Hohofa, you...you too."

She wanted to say something, but then she burst out laughing again, and finally ran aside, lying on the table, beating the table with one hand, covering her belly with the other, shrugging her shoulders.

Hoffa's face was a little ugly, and he didn't quite understand what was going on? My talent in spells is not too bad, why can't I release the shield spell.