Hermione, Be the Minister of Magic with Me!

It seems wrong to say that everyone has learned nothing, but everyone's attitude towards this course is very debatable, probably similar to the attitudes of the students in Muggle primary schools towards morality and labor courses.

Lockhart had anticipated this situation for a long time: "It doesn't seem very good, but I am glad that you have enough time to consolidate your foundation. Please pick up your wand and stand up."

The little wizards stood up obediently, all holding their wands. Lockhart took out his wand and drew a circle under the stage.

The desks and chairs in the classroom suddenly seemed to have spirituality. He jumped up from the ground, then moved obediently to both sides of the classroom, and then piled up one by one, leaving a large space in the middle.

If Flitwick saw all this in Lockhart's school days, he'd probably give Ravenclaw a 10.

After the middle of the classroom was completely empty, Lockhart took out his box under the eyes of countless little wizards.

"With wands, we wizards can cast all kinds of spells, some with great power, some with colorful effects, and some inconspicuous but very practical, but all of these have a premise - that is to Just hit the opponent

In this lesson, we will review the repelling spells we learned last year. Of course, if you have already reviewed some new spells in the textbook, such as the stun spells for advanced knockback spells, the obstacle spells for derivatives, or other branches. I will give extra points as appropriate. "

As he spoke, he opened his suitcase: Lulu had a humming wooden crate.

"And this is our first lesson - use your spells to fight off the 'Billywigger'!

Chapter 21 Testing Talent

—It sounds like Billywig, although the classmates from the Muggle family are still a little confused, the wizard family is basically relieved.

"What's that?" Harry whispered to Ron.

"Nice question, can anyone tell me what Billywig worm is, and its characteristics: and efficacy," Lockhart began to ask.

Hermione put her hands up, looking very eager to make a good impression on Lockhart.

Because this question is not difficult, some of the Ravenclaw eagles who co-class with Gryffindor are also eager to try, but they put down their half-raised hand even under Hermione's vicious stare. .

Don't be guilty of offending the first grade for a small limelight---this is Eagle House

The philosophy of human existence.

Of course, Hermione didn't know that, even if she didn't try to answer the question, Lockhart "knew" about her, even because of her role as Minister of Magic in Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. , he had already counted her into his "Ministry of Magic Cabinet" early on to attract the votes of left-wing wizards.

So Lockhart pushed Hermione to the spot.

"It is an Australian insect with blue body, fast flight, and stinger on the tail. People who are stung will feel dizzy, and then have a feeling of floating, so candy stores will use its stinger to make 'Zizi Bee Candy'. "

Hermione said almost everything she knew in one breath, in a fast and urgent tone, as if someone was chasing her.

"Miss Granger answered correctly, 5 points for Gryffindor."

Lockhart was very satisfied that Miss Know-it-all really lived up to her reputation.

"Everyone heard it. It's not that dangerous, but it's not that easy to catch either.

Next, everyone took turns to go to the center of the room to catch the bugs I released, and after they caught them, they would put them in the cups I gave you, and see who was the fastest. At the same time, in order to improve everyone's enthusiasm, I will set a reward and punishment measure - the three people who catch the Billywig bugs the fastest, and I will reward each of them a lot of zizi bee candy, as for the slowest three people …”

Having said that, Lockhart sold out, and he didn't reveal the mystery until he saw the little wizards getting nervous again.

"...Don't be nervous, even the people with the worst grades, I'll give them a candy, just heartworm honey candy, and I have to eat it in front of my classmates."

Seeing that the children from wizarding families suddenly looked like they were facing a big enemy, Harry couldn't help asking questions.

"What are heartworms?"

Ron clenched his hands tightly: "It's also a bug, and its honey is very sweet."

"poisonous?"

"No, it's not poisonous, but I'm in tears after drinking it. Fred and George gave me a heartbreaker honey cake on my birthday before, saying it was stolen from the closet at home, please don't tell me Mom." Ron had a constipated look on his face, "As a result, everyone was congratulating me on my birthday that day, but I kept crying and didn't dare to say... It was the worst birthday I've ever had."

Hearing how "brutal" the punishment was, Harry took a deep breath.

Fortunately, this class was taken with Ravenclaw. If it was taken with Slytherin, he would rather stay in school to double the labor than cry in front of Draco Malfoy.

"Right now, I need two classmates to come over and demonstrate with me. It's best to have one from each academy. Anyone willing to take the initiative?" Lockhart asked again.

Seeing several people eager to try but hesitant, Lockhart quickly added fire: "Of course, I'm here, it won't make you dizzy, I'm just demonstrating one of the methods - I want to use the magic spell to accurately hit the flight. It's a little difficult for a little bug."

Lockhart's reassurance seemed to work, Ravenclaw's Terry Boot and Anthony Goldstein seemed willing to try, but in the end Anthony, who was not a wizard, was more determined—because he didn't know the bug There is nothing scary.

And Gryffindor was more enthusiastic - not only boys, but even girls raised their hands, wanting to help Professor Lockhart.

In the end, Lockhart made one - "Mr. Finnigan, it's up to you.

He wanted to see how powerful the legendary explosion madman really was.

Seamus Finnigan didn't expect that he would be called, but he was happy to come to Lockhart's side, while Hermione, Lavender and Parvati were all disappointed

"Very good... Let's come over, learn your first spell in your second grade, and read Ex-pul-s 7 with me, with the accent on the second note!"

Txpuls! repeated the class in unison.

"Very good, let's look at my movements next - shake your wrist like this, keep your eyes fixed on the position you want to release, and then a little, chant the mantra quickly, use your lung capacity when making the plosive sound, and make the ending sound clear - flying sand and stone! "

As Lockhart clicked, a blue light appeared from the tip of the wand, and it quickly sank into the air.

Then the air there was visibly distorted, as if a balloon had been punctured, and a small explosion occurred.

The airflow brought by the explosion slammed the faces of the students present, and the people who were hit by the airflow felt like they were in a car driving on the highway, suddenly sticking their heads out of the window.

Feeling the same, I immediately leaned back.

Lockhart was well prepared, so of course there was nothing unusual, but some of the students who lacked preparation were unsteady and sat on the ground at the time.

With apology, Lockhart and his classmates helped the fallen person up: "As you can see, this is the effect of this spell, it can cause a small explosion of air within a certain range, and consume the magic power. Very little, I ooh with little effort"

At this moment, a mantra chanting sound suddenly came from behind him, interrupting his narration.

"Flying sand and stone!" Seamus Finnigan pointed at the sky above the classroom.

Lockhart shuddered, shrank his head, lowered his center of gravity, and pointed his wand to his head—he didn't even have time to chant the spell, so he had to use the weaker Mr. You Yan's.

"Silence!"

His reaction proved necessary.

A loud noise like an exploding gas tank had just made the prelude, and it was as if someone was stuck in the neck and was strangled back. Only then did the second-year students avoid being sent to Madam Pomfrey because their eardrums were shattered. The fate of going there.

While sound can be avoided, explosions cannot. This time, the number of people who fell in the classroom and those who were slapped on the wall was four times as many as before, and even the glass of the classroom was shattered by the blast of air.

"Hurry up and help the classmates up." Lockhart slowly stood up straight and began to help the students who were slapped on the wall and on the ground one by one.

The little wizards stood up grinning, and all focused their attention on the culprit of this incident - Seamus Finnigan.

Seamus opened his hands in a panic, and his mouth opened and closed to explain something, but he couldn't say anything. Unsure of the location of the explosion, Loja

The range of the special silent spell is a little bigger.

Lockhart found out about this and immediately took the blame on himself.

"Five points for Gryffindor," he said. "It was my mistake, I clearly underestimated the magic power of second-year students. And Mr. Finnigan used a very perfect, even more than expected, flying sand, deserves a reward."

His words made the nervous Seamus sigh in relief, and then he found that he could speak.

He thought he was so nervous that he lost his voice just now, but he didn't know that was the reason why Lockhart had just lifted the muffling spell.

Lockhart didn't intend to punish Seamus, a 12-year-old little wizard, a simple little magic spell, these were nothing at all, but when combined, they exploded with amazing power, allowing a little wizard to use it. Comparable to the power of elite Death Eaters, this is also an amazing talent in a sense.

The "Blast Maniac" lives up to its reputation.

"Although Mr. Finnigan's flying sand and stone is really good, its power is obviously beyond the standard." Lockhart said regretfully, "If I don't want to receive an astronomical fine from the principal after class, I can only change it. An assistant... Mr. Potter, how about less"

Chapter 22 Class Exercise (Part 1)

Harry didn't expect Lockhart to call on him, but he was somewhat looking forward to it now.

This class looks pretty fun, no boring books, no annoying chatter, and even the occasional explosion is better than sitting at a desk fiddling with potions

But Lockhart didn't tell him what to do right away, but went to fix the windows first.

"Fixed!" Lockhart yelled through the window.

The shattered glass shards echoed from the window sill and re-applied to the window.

If Lockhart were to choose the "most useful spell" in the wizarding world, he would definitely not choose any Killing Curse, Fiery Curse, Imperius Curse, but this Repairing Curse.

As long as one knows the initial state of a thing and retains most of the whole, the wizard can use this spell to restore it to its original state, and the consumption of mana is not very large, even housewives can use it, which is a great boost for production. The meaning is far greater than any destructive spell.

If the future Musk knew there was such a thing, he would definitely be willing to spend hundreds of millions of dollars to train wizards to learn rocket engineering and become astronauts.

Unfortunately, it fell into the hands of the wizard.

He sighed softly, then turned to his classmates.

"I'm sure after our presentation with Mr. Finnigan, you already know what kind of spell this is. It's an air-disturbing, area-wide spell, and it takes a delay after the spell is chanted. To take effect, I can assure you that this spell will definitely miss Billywig."

"Can't hit." Several students asked in unison.

Why should a professor teach himself if he can't hit it?

Lockhart nodded and admitted: "Yeah, of course not, Billywig

The air is quite sensitive, as long as there is a slight disturbance, it will immediately move away from here.

However, if you can make the Billywig worm lose its escape room with flying sand, or force it to stop flying around, then it will be much easier to hit it with a Knockback Charm or a Freezing Charm—and so does a Charm. have width.

And this is the first lesson I'm going to teach you, a duel, or a spell confrontation. It's never foolishly holding a wand and whizzing spells to each other, but a battle between the enemy and us for time, space, A combined game of mental states, spells and magic...Mr Potter! "

"Yes! Sir." Harry stepped forward hastily.

"I heard you were the youngest Seeker ever at Hogwarts, and I thought you—must be quick, right?"

"Uh... Although it may not be as exaggerated as the rumors, but since no one has raised objections, so be it." Harry said nervously.

Lockhart: ... (Damn, worthy of being the savior, let him pretend!)

Makeup, then you are responsible for grabbing it. Lockhart pointed at his box, "I'll join hands with Mr. Goldstein to use the sand and stone to force the Billywig to the ground in a while. You are responsible for hitting the repelling spell or the freezing spell." in it, can you? "

Harry clenched his wand. "I think I can give it a try, sir, but..."

"But what?"

"Can I just grab it with my hands?" Harry asked again.

This answer was once again beyond Lockhart's expectations, but good teachers will always learn to teach students according to their aptitude, and he felt the need to encourage students' autonomy, although he did not think Harry could grab a 1.4 cm long, very flexible

worm.

"Yes, but with your gloves on," Lockhart said.

After Harry put on his gloves, Lockhart lifted the buzzing beehive to the center of the classroom and let the other students spread out to the side.

"PrtegMaxima" Lockhart pointed to the sky above the classroom and read again.

With the point of his wand, a golden protective shield appeared out of thin air, covering the middle of the classroom like an eggshell.

Lockhart checked the shield he made and was very satisfied.

This spell is one of the three defenses Flitwick puts on Hogwarts in the final Battle of Hogwarts.

"PrtegMaxima's defensive cover," FiantDuri J5 reinforcement, and "RepellInimicum" repelling, if the attacker is not Voldemort, this layer of defense alone can make food The dead are helpless.

When Lockhart practiced spells in his basement, it took a lot of effort to practice it. It took more than a month to learn one of the three most powerful defensive spells. The purpose was to pretend to be used in front of students.

Due to the short practice time, it is impossible for him to apply a protective cover that covers the entire Hogwarts like Professor Flitwick, and the protective ability is far from it, and it may be slightly stronger. Five or six spells will be broken, but it is absolutely enough to scare the little wizards in the sixth and seventh grades.

It's a pity that Harry and the others are only in the second year. They probably don't know how difficult this spell is. Lockhart has to praise himself for this.

...not right, at least from the big mouths of Hermione and Teri Boot, they both knew how hard the spell was.

The Boots are a long-established wizarding family, so Teri knows it's okay

It was normal, but Hermione relied entirely on knowledge.

"Okay, don't worry about it flying away now, Mr. Potter, Mr. Goldstein, get ready!" Lockhart shouted angrily.

Harry and Anthony quickly raised their wands.

Lockhart opened one of the partitions in the box and let out a small blue bug in each ear.

When the Billywigger saw the light and fresh air outside, it immediately turned into a blue light, jumped from the small room where it was imprisoned, and after a circle, buzzed towards the window.

It's a pity that although Lockhart's protective shield does not seem to exist, it is a genuine legendary spell. If a bug wants to fly out of it, the word "legend" will be underestimated.

So it didn't fly far before it hit the golden protective cover, and it couldn't get out no matter how it got out, just like a fly hitting the glass window.

Seeing this, Lockhart quickly patted Anthony next to him: "Mr. Goldstein