A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix breathed a sigh of relief, and finally succeeded.

Taking the stage, praising, adding points, and following a set of procedures, Felix felt that even if there was only such a successful example, this class was considered a complete success.

But soon, the second, third, and fourth little wizards stood up and showed their disarming spells to the professor.

"Excellent!" Felix praised very disobediently as he watched a seventh-year wizard cast a very slender spell.

Felix thought to himself: They need encouragement, they need encouragement...

Snape paced over slowly and said sarcastically, "They succeeded because they were exposed to similar spellcasting techniques and theories in other courses. In fact, I never expected any students under fifth grade, Can master this spell in class."

"Professor, we will wait and see."

Snape curled his lips and said, "Class is over in a quarter of an hour..."

At this moment, a disarming spell attracted the attention of the two.

"That's... Hufflepuff, who is it?" Felix turned around. Among the four successful people in front of him, there was no Hufflepuff wizard, which made him unable to do anything about it.

The little wizards of Hufflepuff Academy automatically opened a passage, and they shouted a name in unison: "Cedric! Cedric!"

A tall, thin wizard stepped forward, his face slightly pale and handsome, wearing a Hufflepuff robe.

"Digory, please come on stage and let's applaud the first fourth grader to learn the Disarming Charm! Hufflepuff adds twenty points." Felix recognized this face - Cedric Diggory , the first place in the fourth grade.

Katie Bell, next to Hermione, stood on tiptoe, her eyes constantly following his figure.

"You know him?" Hermione asked.

"Of course! He's a Hufflepuff Seeker and Wood takes him very seriously and thinks he has a chance to take over as captain next year. And don't you think he's handsome?" Katie Bell said.

"Really?" Hermione glanced at him.

Ron whispered to Harry quietly, "So he's your competitor?"

Harry nodded, looking at the red sparks on his wand with a little dismay.

"That guy is really popular." Ron said enviously, looking at the direction of Hufflepuff College and the little wizards who jumped up and down to applaud enthusiastically.

On the gilded stage, Diggory stood next to Felix, who discovered that he was only half a head shorter than himself, almost five feet six inches tall.

"Digory, you haven't learned the Disarming Charm before, have you?"

"No, Professor Hepp."

"Tell me, how did you master this spell?" Felix asked encouragingly.

"Professor, every few minutes of practice, I will look up my own problems by comparing the notes on the parchment. The spellcasting mentality mentioned above is very helpful to me."

"The confidence part?" Felix asked.

"No, it's 'disarm for the purpose, not harm'," Cedric said.

Felix understands that, "To understand spells correctly is very important for us to practice spells. At least in the early stages of learning magic, we must mobilize a lot of emotional power."

For the next time, Felix and Snape were busy, but five minutes before the end of the class, only 7 little wizards had learned the Disarming Charm.

Little wizards under the fourth grade will not talk about it. After all, they still have various shortcomings, and it is difficult to make a leap in just two hours. But those little wizards who were about to graduate in the sixth and seventh grades were also very mediocre.

Most of them just let the tip of the wand shoot out clusters of red sparks.

And this, even some excellent junior wizards can do it.

Felix wrote down a list of names: Twins, Autumn Zhang, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Arya Spinnet, Draco Malfoy, Eddie Camilleche, Anthony Goldstein, Padma Patil, Hannah Abbott.

Although these people are young wizards in the second to fourth grade, they have shown extraordinary magical talents and are the best in different colleges.

In the last five minutes, Felix pressed the pause button to bring the little wizards back together.

With a wave of his wand, the ceiling of the auditorium returned to its original shape, and the milky white light turned into bits and pieces. Many little wizards suddenly felt that they seemed to have experienced a real dream.

"At the end of the duel course, I need to remind you-" Felix glanced over, as if seeing each of them.

"The time in class is always limited. You must devote more energy to practicing magic spells. Don't complain about your lack of effort when you are in danger."

Felix waved his wand, and again from the suitcase in the corner flew hundreds of documents, each of which was held together by four pieces of parchment.

Harry opened the document in front of him, which was heavily handwritten.

"—This is the detailed information of the 'Disarming Spell', including various spellcasting techniques and decomposition targets. You can compare the items above one by one after class. If you encounter any parts that are really difficult to understand, you can ask the professor or senior The help of the senior."

"There are some tables here, which are very useful for you to judge your own spell casting level. I need you to hand them over to me before the next class." Felix blinked and said the key points of his concern.

With Felix's character, of course, he has to collect some research data while teaching.

Certain data, such as how 'a certain' little wizard learned the Disarming Charm, doesn't really matter because it's not representative. But when the number of little wizards expanded to a hundred or a thousand times, and there were enough samples, the information that the data could feed back made him very excited.

"Professor, do people who have already learned the Disarming Charm still need to complete this?" said a seventh-year wizard reluctantly.

"Learn?" Felix made a puzzled expression.

"Yes, I've learned the Disarm Charm, you see—except your weapon!" He waved his wand, and a thin red light flew from the tip of the wand.

Felix and the little wizards watched the red light fly over a distance of more than ten meters and slowly disappeared in mid-air.

The wizard looked at him smugly.

Felix pondered for two seconds. Now that the class is over, it's okay for him to hit the students appropriately, right?

So he raised his head and said calmly, "I originally wanted to move this part to the next class, but since I have this opportunity—"

He waved his arm violently, his wand stabbed forward like a sharp sword, and a spell about the thickness of his wrist shot out, spanning half the auditorium and hitting the castle wall.

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