Mastering Thunder from Hogwarts

However, when facing these magic bullets shot at the same time, Anduin's movements were equally fast. He did not dodge at all. He only relied on the wand in his right hand to hit those magic balls like a skilled fencer.

At the same time, these magic balls will break apart quickly after being hit by the magic wand, just like those weak spells. From this perspective, the magic balls can indeed be equivalent to magic spells.

Of course, this thing can only play some role during practice. Speaking of which, this is the result of Anduin's research in recent years. Although this kind of magic ball is very low in power, its cost is so low that it can be ignored, so it can be used

He uses it casually like a consumable.

Faced with Anduin's smooth operation, these little wizards watched intently. You must know that this is different from Cedric's previous spells.

These machines that throw magic balls basically fire at the same time. It is very difficult for a normal wizard to dodge, let alone parry under such intensive firepower.

After parrying several rounds of attacks from the spell casters, Anduin flicked his wand and raised the instruments back into the air.

"Training room No. 6 is specially designed for you to practice parrying and avoiding abilities. In subsequent pace training sessions, you must also use the equipment here to practice."

"These spell casters are very flexible. You can freely match the number, firing rate, angle, firing interval, etc. However, you have just started to learn to parry. Let's start with a spell caster with the slowest firing speed."

Then, under Anduin's arrangement, each student present was assigned an automatic spell caster, and began to cast magic balls rhythmically at the most basic parallel angle.

The little wizards soon had a lot of fun playing with this novel gadget.

However, they were careless and soon suffered a lot. Although these magic balls had no power, they still hurt a little when they were hit.

In particular, everyone needed to practice parrying spells, and they had to use their own wands to catch them. As a result, many people could not grasp the rhythm, and their wrists were almost swollen.

But Anduin didn't show mercy to them when he saw this. They had to pay as much as they wanted to learn, not to mention that he had optimized the training process to such an extent. It was unreasonable that he couldn't persist at such a low intensity.

Intensive practice is indeed very effective. Although the little wizards were beaten frequently, they made rapid progress. By the end of the course, the students on site 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. When the next class comes, he will conduct random inspections.

When the young wizards saw this, they naturally nodded in agreement, but there was no need for Anduin to push them. They were also very interested in target shooting and parrying. After all, young people don't yearn for fighting.

But when it was time for lunch, they, the third graders, all appeared in front of everyone holding their swollen hands.

There was nothing they could do about it. Although they were always hit during practice, they only felt a little pain during practice and nothing unusual happened.

After a while, the aftereffects of the practice will appear.

"That is to say, your courses are different from ours, right?" Harry asked the twins while showing off his lunch with relish. After these two days of training, their appetites have increased a lot, and now he can eat as much as

He is almost catching up with the third grade students in the past.

"What do you mean it's different?" George covered his hands and grinned. "It should be called completely different. Our courses are not similar at all. Even the places where we teach are completely different."

"Then did the professor teach you training methods?" Ron reached out to poke George's wrist a little bit, and then quickly gave him a heavy elbow blow.

"Don't touch it, are you looking for death?" George looked at Ron angrily, and then replied truthfully, "Of course we have been taught the training method, and the professor stopped us 10 minutes before the end of class.

, and then guided us on-site to train our magic sensitivity through the induction ball."

"Then how long did you hold on?"

Courses like cursed shooting were still too far away for freshmen, so Harry was more concerned about the training methods he had heard before.

"Less than 5 minutes." Fred recalled and shrugged, "No way, those two classes made us very tired. Just casting spells and parrying consumed a lot of magic power, so everyone persisted.

They are all short, and the professor also said that it is because this kind of delayed training needs to drain the last drop of magic power from the body, so it is taught to us at the end of the course."

"So...how does it feel after training?" Neville also intervened at this time, "I heard that it's not very comfortable, but I don't know if it's true."

"It's not just uncomfortable!" George suddenly sighed, "After completing the training method, I felt like I was about to faint. It was like all the strength was taken away from the human body. We still rested in the training room for a while.

I’ll just come back later!”

"Is it so scary?" Hermione looked at the twins with exaggerated expressions suspiciously. Since she started giving tutoring lessons to Harry and the others, their relationship has become much more harmonious, and now they basically mix together in and out of class.

"After you learn the levitation spell, you will know if you try it yourself." George smiled and shook his head, "I'm still dizzy now, and the most annoying Potions class is in the afternoon. I think that old bat must be there again.

They are going to cause trouble for us."

"But the shooting range and the ball machine are really interesting. Should we go there again tomorrow?" Fred asked enthusiastically, ignoring George's complaints.

"Of course I want to go!" George responded immediately without thinking, but he soon smiled bitterly, "But you have to go through that bastard Hogg to apply for the venue..."

"If you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten." Fred also showed a constipated expression and held his chin with his arm.

However, although they had sad faces on their faces, they thought of those interesting target practice sessions and finally made up their mind to apply for a venue.

Harry and others were still working tirelessly to discuss tactical training courses with their friends.

But when they had dinner in the evening, everyone became uneasy again after seeing the gloomy-faced senior students.

"Have you heard? The tactical training course that the sixth-grade students took this afternoon was so scary!" George and Fred sneakily approached the four Harrys and muttered in a low voice.

"We were just about to ask why they looked so ugly and didn't even seem to have a good appetite." Harry glanced at the senior students and then whispered.

"If you take the same class as them, not to mention not being able to eat, you might have nightmares at night." George's eyes widened with an exaggerated expression, "What do you think they learned in class today?"

"What is it?"

Seduced by George, several young wizards invariably put their heads over and looked at the two of them curiously.

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

"An autopsy...an autopsy?"

After hearing the words of the two people, Ron's facial features immediately became entangled, "When you say autopsy...do you mean it literally?"

"How can it be false?" Fred said exaggeratedly, "It's just to examine the body! I heard from the sixth graders that today they were called by the professor to a special room, where all the people were...

Various corpses.”

"Yes! And it's not just wizards, it's said that there are also black magic creatures like trolls, vampires, and werewolves!" George took over and continued.

"Then the professor even dissected the corpses one by one in front of them, explained the cause of death of the corpses, taught them how to identify the injuries the corpses had suffered during life, and even let them operate it themselves."

"It's disgusting. We are still eating, so please stop talking." Hermione shrank her head in fear, "And why does the professor teach them these things?"

"I heard that this is a required course to become an Auror!" Fred recounted what he heard to everyone, "I heard that wizards who choose the tactical training course after the fifth grade will be trained as backup Aurors, so the professor taught

Their thing is actually an Auror course."

"Yes." George also nodded, "Aurors often visit crime scenes and collect intelligence and evidence based on the situation at the scene, and there are many secrets hidden in the corpses."

"And by understanding the injuries on the corpse, it is also crucial to identify the type of curse used by the murderer." Fred muttered mysteriously, "I heard that the sixth graders almost vomited just looking at the corpse today. They saw this

It includes various ways of death that wizards face, including those who are burned to death, those who are electrocuted, those who are directly killed by the Killing Curse, those who are rotted by strong acid, and even those who are broken into pieces by the explosion curse."

"Huh……"

After the twins said this, the four people who were listening all rubbed their backs in repulsion. They were already disgusted by what they heard. At this moment, Harry even put down the half-eaten chicken drumstick in his hand.

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

"Don't you think it's disgusting that you are still thinking about joking?" Hermione looked at the two of them incomprehensibly.

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

"Yes, but we can't be the only two to experience such a wonderful feeling. Otherwise, why do you think we would tell you in such detail?" George looked at a few people with a smirk on his face.