The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The classroom was enveloped in fireworks, and the senior wizards quickly reacted to protect themselves. The students who knew the Iron Armor Charm cast the Iron Armor Charm on themselves and their classmates. Those who were proficient in Transfiguration immediately sealed the space above their heads and thickened the wooden walls. Those who knew nothing moved to the corner so as not to cause trouble to others. .

Wood, who had already flown out of the window at this time, was dumbfounded: he had heard of Fred and George's work, but had never tried it in an open place. Today was the first time he used swish-bang fireworks. Now it seems that it is a little bit more powerful?

He swallowed hard and a few drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Professor McGonagall was a little absent-minded in class today. She was restless and always felt that something bad was going to happen. Just as she was about to get off the platform to observe the students' transformation results, there was a burst of explosions from upstairs. It sounded a bit like fireworks?

The little wizards in the audience had a mess on the table. Today their task is to turn the tea cup into a mouse, and some little wizards have succeeded. However, the strange noise coming from upstairs alerted the mice and the mouse-teacup mixture on the table. For a moment, the mice were scurrying around, the teacups were rolling around, and the classroom was in chaos.

"You stay here!" Professor McGonagall left these words and hurriedly left.

Fred and George in the classroom looked at each other:

Fred, why did that sound just now sound so much like a whoosh-bang of fireworks?

Yes, that's whoosh-boom, George.

Through a look, the two men determined that their product was causing trouble upstairs. They both perked up instantly.

"Listening to the sound, it sounds like someone used a disappearing spell on the fireworks?" Fred said quietly to George.

"Merlin will bless him, but I'm really looking forward to it. I don't know what the fireworks hit by the disappearing spell will look like. We haven't seen fireworks exploding indoors yet."

Fred nodded with deep understanding. Although the product is tested before it is released, how dare they do it in a burrow? They'd rather test it in Snape's office than do it at home - after all, Snape couldn't beat them to death, but Mrs. Weasley could.

At this time, both of them were filled with expectations, hoping that Professor McGonagall would come back and say more.

Professor McGonagall quickly arrived at the scene of the incident, only to see puffs of smoke coming out of the classroom door. There were already several students standing outside the door who heard the sound and rushed over to watch the excitement.

"Go all back!" Professor McGonagall felt her blood pressure rising. "Mr. Brown, five points from Ravenclaw, and you, Miss Burst and Mr. Thomas! Five points from Gryffindor and Slytherin." point!"

All the little wizards present were caught by Professor McGonagall and had their points deducted.

After clearing away a wave of mobs at the door, Professor McGonagall's momentum reached its peak. If she could show an energy ring behind her, then Professor McGonagall's energy must be full at this time.

She entered the smoky classroom, the smoke obstructing her vision, and shook her wand to drive the smoke out of the window. Through the window, she naturally saw Wood outside the window.

Oliver Wood: Weak, helpless but capable of getting into trouble

Professor McGonagall's face gradually turned livid. At this time, the smoke in the room had been cleared, and the smoke flying out of the window blew on Wood, making him look gray, but he did not dare to move.

The smoke dissipated, and the indoor scene appeared in front of Professor McGonagall. In the center of the classroom stood the doll [Senior]. She was unscathed. It seemed that Professor Flitwick's Iron Armor Curse was still very reliable.

Professor Lockhart, who was standing next to the senior sister, was in a very embarrassed state: his hair seemed to be on fire, his robe had turned into rags, and blood was oozing out from under his skin. The three-headed dog had rough skin and thick flesh. The fireworks hardly caused any damage to him, but the clothes on his body were ruined. There was a crash from the back half of the classroom, and a dozen little quail-like wizards emerged from behind the crumbling wooden wall.

Tom fiddled with the disc in his hand.

"Recover as before!" "Clear water like a spring!" "Recover quickly!"

Tom quickly rubbed out three spells, cleaned himself a little, healed the injury, and repaired the robe.

Professor McGonagall looked at Tom, wanting to know the whole story, and Wood also flew in with his head lowered. Professor McGonagall gave him a sharp look and asked him to stand by the window.

At this time, Wood even had the idea of ​​​​escape from Hogwarts on a broomstick.

After Tom finished the aftermath, he showed a bright smile to Wood: "A very good idea, excellent! Ten points for Gryffindor!"

Professor McGonagall:?

"I don't understand something..."

"I was just doing actual combat training with Mr. Wood, so I made a little noise." Tom explained to Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall looked at the classroom that seemed to have been bombed, with an expression that said, "I believe you."

"It's good that you can think of this way to turn the tide of the battle." Tom patted the shoulder of Wood, who looked blank. "You have made progress, but remember you can't do this during the exam."

Listening to Tom's praise, Wood's face gradually became vivid: It seems that he can still save something?

Tom looked at Professor McGonagall, "Professor, would you please clean up the classroom with me? The class will continue. But I can guarantee that Oliver Wood has not done anything that violates school rules."

Professor McGonagall nodded, "Since Professor Lockhart said so, then Wood, you don't have to be detained this time..."

Oliver Wood felt a burst of ecstasy. He had just thought that he was going to be in confinement for at least a week - even Fred and George didn't blow up the city, but they were able to land safely. He threw himself at Professor Lockhart. A look of gratitude.

"However," Professor McGonagall, like other teachers, also likes to put what he really wants to say after the "but" and "but", "can you tell me where you got those fireworks just now? How dare you set up fireworks now? , I don’t even dare to think about what they dare to do in the next two days!”

Wood: っД)っ

In the end, he hesitated for a long time without confessing Brother Fred. Instead, he gave an outrageous answer like "I picked it up." Professor McGonagall shook her head. In fact, she knew where it came from without asking her. She just wanted to get decisive evidence from Wood.

She came back to her senses now: These fireworks are quite amazing! After being hit by the disappearing spell, the power will be doubled ten times. This design is really interesting.

Of course, students who violate school rules must be severely punished. Professor McGonagall decided that after getting the evidence, she would give Fred and George some clues.

But she couldn't delay any longer, after all, she and Professor Lockhart both had to continue their classes. She pulled out her wand and worked with Tom to restore the surroundings. Then she noticed the wooden wall.

"Very good transfiguration, Professor Lockhart." She took a closer look at the scarred wall and found that the quality of this transfiguration was not bad. Generally speaking, after being hit, the magic power inside the transformed item will gradually become disordered and eventually collapse, allowing the item to return to its original form.

The more proficient a wizard is in transfiguration, the more stable their transformed items will be. For example, a student turns a tea cup into a mouse. If the mouse falls to the ground, it will return to the shape of the tea cup and turn into broken porcelain pieces. But if Professor McGonagall comes, the mouse she conjures will not revert to the shape of a teacup, but will only squeak in fear.

The wall that Tom conjured was hit countless times by fireworks, but it still did not disintegrate, although the inward side was reinforced voluntarily by the students. But the outer layer has resisted for so long and has not disintegrated, which is indeed interesting in Professor McGonagall's opinion.

You know, he didn't have much time to prepare.

"The quality is great," Professor McGonagall admired as she felt the scars on the wall, and then restored them to their original shape. The scars that appeared on the walls were not reflected on the tables, and the tables remained the same. As long as the wizard's magic power can be resisted, after the transformation spell is lifted, the item will still look like it did before the transformation. It's all the wizard's magic power that blocks the changes that the items should encounter. Of course, this is only limited to wizards with good abilities. Ordinary wizards will definitely not be able to achieve this effect.

After cleaning up the classroom together, Professor McGonagall left, and Wood walked to the corner and stood next to the students. Percy next to him asked him quietly: "Did you get these fireworks from Fred?"

Wood began researching ceiling styles.

Percy shook his head and poked Wood again, "Do you have anything else there? It's quieter. I might need it when I have a duel later."

Wood glanced at Percy with extremely shocked eyes, as if it was the first day he met him.

"Okay, is there anyone else willing to come up and give it a try? Let's hurry up..." Tom walked to the podium again and looked at the students below. Percy was a little eager to give it a try, but he held it back. He needs to get some supplies from Wood before going up, and in addition to supplies, he also needs to consider his own fighting style.

A pretty, blond Slytherin girl with a somewhat arrogant look stood up. Tom remembers her name as Cassandra.

She walked slowly across from Tom and saluted him gracefully.

"Come on, Cassandra!" Tom stepped aside, and Cassandra waved her wand, forming a wall of flames in front of her. It was clear that the flocks of birds that had beaten Wood several times in a row left them with Made a deep impression.

…

"That's all for today's class. After class, please remember to read more about the pamphlet I gave you." Tom looked at the crowded corridor outside the door, feeling a little dizzy. get out of class had already ended ten minutes ago, but the students still didn’t want to leave because the battle with [Senior Sister] was so interesting!

Tom could only quickly deal with the little wizard on the stage with a series of moves, and then announced the end of get out of class, "There will be class soon!" He drove all the students out with this reason.