Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

However, when faced with these simultaneously fired magic bullets, Anduin's movements were equally swift. He didn't dodge at all, relying solely on the wand in his right hand to hit the magic balls like a skilled fencer. Google Search Read

At the same time, these magic balls would quickly crack open after being hit by the wand, just like those weak spells. From this perspective, magic balls can indeed be equated with spells.

Of course, this thing can only play some role in practice. Speaking of which, this is Anduin's research result in recent years. Although the power of this magic ball is very low, the cost is so low that it can be ignored, so he can use it casually as a consumable.

Faced with Anduin's smooth operation, the little wizards watched intently, knowing that this was different from Cedric's spellcasting before.

The machines that launch these magic balls basically fire at the same time. It is very difficult for normal wizards to parry under such intensive firepower, let alone dodge it.

After parrying several rounds of the spellcaster's attacks, Anduin flicked his wand lightly, raising these instruments back into the air.

"Training Room 6 is specially designed for you to practice parrying and dodging. In the subsequent footwork training class, you will also need to use the equipment here for practice."

"These spellcasters are very flexible, and can freely combine the number, firing speed, angle, firing interval, etc. However, you are just starting to learn to parry, so let's start with one spellcaster at the slowest firing speed."

Then, under Anduin's arrangement, each student on the scene was assigned an automatic spellcaster, and began to rhythmically launch magic balls at the most basic parallel angle.

The little wizards quickly had a lot of fun with this novel thing.

However, they soon suffered under carelessness. Although these magic balls are not very powerful, it still hurts to be hit all the time.

In particular, everyone needs to practice parrying spells, so they have to use the wands in their hands to catch them. As a result, quite a few people's wrists were almost swollen because they could never master the rhythm.

But Anduin didn't give them a break when he saw this. You have to pay to learn how much you want to learn, not to mention that he has optimized the training process to this extent, and it's a bit unreasonable if you can't persist in such a small intensity. →

Intensive practice is indeed very effective. Although the little wizards were frequently beaten, they also improved quickly. By the time the course was about to end, the students on the scene could basically successfully parry the magic balls several times.

After finishing the third-year course, Anduin told everyone to go to the shooting range and Training Room 6 to practice more this week. He will conduct spot checks in the next class.

The little wizards naturally nodded in agreement when they saw this, but in fact, they didn't need Anduin to urge them, they were very interested in target shooting and parrying, after all, which young people don't yearn for battle.

However, by lunchtime, these third-year students all appeared in front of everyone with swollen hands.

There was no way, although they were always hit during practice, they only felt a little pain on the spot, and there was nothing unusual.

After a period of time, the sequelae of practice became apparent.

"In other words, your courses are different from ours?" Harry asked the twins while enjoying his lunch with relish. After these two days of training, their appetites have increased a lot, and now his food intake is almost catching up with that of the previous third-year students.

"What do you mean different?" George grimaced while clutching his hand, "It should be called completely different. Our courses have nothing in common, and even the places where we take classes are very different."

"Did the professor teach you training methods?" Ron reached out and poked George's wrist with some cheapness, and then quickly exchanged it for a heavy elbow.

"Don't touch it, are you looking for death?" George glared at Ron angrily, and then truthfully replied, "Training methods are naturally taught. 10 minutes before the end of the class, the professor stopped us and then guided us on the spot to exercise our magic sensitivity by sensing the ball."

"How long did you persevere?"

Spell shooting courses are still too far away for freshmen, so Harry is more concerned about the training methods he heard before.

"Less than 5 minutes." Fred recalled and shrugged, "There's no way, those two classes exhausted us enough. Just constantly casting spells and parrying consumed a lot of magic power, so everyone persisted for a short time. The professor also said that it is because this kind of delayed training has to squeeze out the last drop of magic power in the body, so it will be taught to us at the end of the course."

"Then... what does it feel like after training?" Neville interjected at this time, "I heard it's not very comfortable, I don't know if it's true."

"It's more than just uncomfortable!" George suddenly sighed, "After completing the training method, I felt like I was about to faint. It was like all the strength in the human body was taken away. We still rested in the training room for a while before coming back!"

"Is it that scary?" Hermione looked at the twins with exaggerated expressions suspiciously. Since she started tutoring Harry and the others, the relationship between the few people has become much more harmonious, and now they basically hang out together after class.

"You'll know when you learn the levitation charm and try it yourself." George smiled and shook his head, "My head is still dizzy now, and the afternoon is the most annoying potions class again. I think that old bat will definitely make trouble for us again."

"But that shooting range and ball machine are really interesting. Should we go play again tomorrow?" Fred ignored George's complaints and asked with great interest.

"Of course I'm going!" George immediately responded without thinking, but he quickly smiled bitterly, "But to apply for a venue, we have to go through that bastard Hog..."

"If you didn't say it, I would have almost forgotten." Fred also showed a constipated expression, supporting his chin with his arm.

However, although they had frowning faces, they finally made up their minds to apply for a venue when they thought of those interesting target shooting exercises.

Harry and the others were still tirelessly discussing the tactical training curriculum with their friends around them.

However, when they saw those gloomy-faced upperclassmen during dinner in the evening, everyone became uneasy again.

"Have you heard? The tactical training class that the 6th graders took this afternoon was too scary!" George and Fred crept up to Harry and the others, whispering in a low voice.

"We were just about to ask, why are their faces so ugly, and they don't seem to have much appetite." Harry poked his head and glanced at the upperclassmen, then whispered as well.

"If you take the same class as them, don't even think about not being able to eat, you might even have nightmares at night." George widened his eyes with an exaggerated expression, "Guess what they learned in class today?"

"What is it?"

Induced by George, several little wizards unanimously put their heads together, looking at the two with curious expressions.

George and Fred looked at each other, then simultaneously put their hands to their mouths and said in unison, "It's autopsy!"

"Au... autopsy?"

After hearing their words, Ron's facial features immediately twisted together, "The autopsy you said... is it literal?"

"Can there be any falsehood?" Fred exaggeratedly said word by word, "It's examining corpses! I heard from the 6th graders that today they were called by the professor to a special room, which was full of all kinds of corpses."

"Yes! And it's not just wizards, it's said that there are also dark magic creatures such as giants, vampires, and werewolves!" George took over and continued.

"Then the professor even dissected those corpses one by one in front of them, explaining the cause of death to everyone, teaching them to identify the injuries the corpses had suffered before their death, and even letting them operate themselves."

"It's disgusting, we're still eating, don't say any more." Hermione shrank her head in fear, "And why is the professor teaching them these things?"

"I heard that this is a compulsory course to become an Auror!" Fred repeated what he had heard to everyone, "I heard that wizards who choose tactical training courses after the 5th grade will be trained as reserve Aurors, so the things the professor teaches them are actually Auror courses."

"That's right." George also nodded, "Aurors often have to enter and exit crime scenes, and collect information and evidence based on the situation on the scene, and there are many secrets hidden in the corpses."

"And it's also crucial to identify the type of spell used by the murderer by understanding the injuries on the corpse." Fred muttered mysteriously, "I heard that the sixth graders almost vomited just from looking at the corpses today. They saw all kinds of deaths faced by wizards, some burned to death, some electrocuted, some directly killed by the Killing Curse, some corroded by strong acid, and some even smashed into pieces by the Explosion Curse."

"Ew..."

As the twins said this, the four bystanders all pushed back in rejection. They were already feeling disgusted, and Harry even put down the chicken leg he had half-eaten.

"Hehe, the reactions of those sixth graders are actually similar to yours." George covered his mouth and snickered, "They said they want to vomit when they see meat now. The expression is so interesting."

"You still have the mind to joke, don't you find it disgusting?" Hermione looked at the two incomprehensibly.

"We already vomited." Fred shrugged indifferently, "Don't tell me, I feel much better after vomiting once."

"Yes, but such a wonderful feeling can't only be experienced by the two of us, otherwise why do you think we would tell you in such detail?" George looked at the few people with a wicked smile.