Hogwarts Homecoming

Facing Ron Weasley's earnest gaze, Amosta smiled, did not answer his question directly, but directly brought the topic back to this course,

"Defense Against the Dark Arts, I personally prefer to call it Defense Against Dangers. This is a comprehensive course. The spells, transfiguration, herbs, potions, and even the protection of magical animals that you learn in this school are all To be able to play a role in this knowledge, if you want to deal with any incoming danger handily, you must have three qualities, namely--skills, methods and courage!"

It is a rare thing to be able to take a serious Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts. Even the little wizards who don't like learning on weekdays are all concentrating on listening to Brian on the high platform. The professor tells.

However, Hermione was the only one who wrote down every word that Professor Bryan said in the notebook.

At this time, Amosta looked at Ron and smiled again,

"I'm not going to teach you any powerful ancient magic, Mr. Weasley—"

In Ron's disappointed eyes, Amosta said to everyone,

"As for the reason. First of all, I am not a Charms teacher. Teaching Charms is Professor Flitwick's job and not mine.

Second, there was a time when I was really obsessed with the power of ancient magic, but with the deepening of research, I found that most of the ancient magic has completely disappeared in the river of time. I'm afraid I can't complete ancient magic even if I spend my whole life, so I am not proficient in "authentic" ancient magic. "

Amosta paced to the other side of the high platform, and looked at Blaise Zabini who was just about to learn a powerful spell, "What I am best at personally is to modify the spell model on the basis of modern spells. Optimize the transformation, so that the power of the spell is close to that of ancient magic, while taking into account the difficulty of casting the spell."

Maybe this topic is too advanced, and most of the young wizards look ignorant, as if they didn't understand at all.

Seeing this scene, Amosta thought for a moment, ready to make a show, he took out his wand, and the little wizards who saw this scene immediately became energetic, this was their favorite link.

"Then." Amosta looked around, "Let me do a demonstration. Who can say a spell that you are best at!"

Buzz——

The auditorium suddenly exploded, and the high-spirited discussions of the little wizards were like thousands of bees fluttering and dancing.

"Leg Locking Curse, Professor Bryan, I'm good at this!"

Lavender Brown of Gryffindor raised his hand enthusiastically.

"The Bat Curse!" The pale-faced Ginny weakly raised her hand, but her voice was completely suppressed by the noisy crowd, and Amosta didn't hear her at all.

"Professor Bryan, let me say one." Malfoy looked at Harry with a smirk, stood up and shouted, "Tarantella dance!"

Crabbe and Goyle immediately burst into belly laughs, while Harry, not to be outdone, stood up and glared at Malfoy, telling him to grin, hula la, and the curse was pretty good too!

The little wizards spoke enthusiastically. They talked about many spells, such as incisor match stick, hair loss curse, and tongue freezing spell. Without exception, the curse has touched the blind spot of his knowledge.

"etc!"

Amosta with a black face yelled to stop the noise of the little wizards, "Ahem, no one said a normal spell!"

The little wizard looked at each other and fell silent. Finally, Ron raised his hand tremblingly, "No floating spell, Professor Brayne, I'm quite proficient in this!"

"Very well, Mr. Weasley!"

Finally, Amosta, who was familiar with the spell, heaved a sigh of relief. He strode up to Ron and looked at him encouragingly, "Let everyone see your levitating spell first, Mr. Weasley!"

Ron immediately blushed and muttered something falteringly. Both Harry and Hermione understood what Ron was worried about, so they hurriedly explained for him.

"The wand is broken?" Amosta raised his brows, "Can you let me have a look?"

Malfoy laughed loudly when Ron pulled out his wand, which had been held together by magic tape to keep it from breaking in two.

"Choose someone else, Professor Blaine, Weasley's wand might kill everyone here!"

The little wizard on the Slytherin side laughed loudly, and this undoubtedly put a lot of pressure on Ron, his face and even his ears were red as if he had been scalded by boiling water.

"I don't see what's funny in that, Mr. Malfoy. Laughing at people doesn't show your sense of humor."

Amosta turned his head and looked at them. Although his tone was very calm, the Slytherin people bathed in his calm eyes were like a basin of cold water poured on their heads in winter, and they were all silent. Lian De Laco also obediently shut his mouth and did not dare to say a word.

"Can you fix it, Professor Blaine!"

The three of Harry looked gratefully at Amostar who was studying the broken wand, and Ron asked expectantly.

Amosta didn't reply, he knelt down and put Ron's wand on the ground, his eyes flickered,

"Recovery!"

The broken wand on the ground immediately shook rapidly, and a group of bright red sparks burst out from the fracture, and then firmly stuck together!

"You fixed it, Professor Blaine!"

Ron's eyes lit up and he said loudly, full of awe, "I asked many people, and they all told me that this wand has been completely scrapped!"

"Those people's evaluations are not wrong, Mr. Weasley."

Amosta looked at Ron's wand carefully, and after a while, he responded with a smile,

"The wand is a very precise alchemy tool. Although I used magic power to force the wand to return to its original state, in fact, I still can't fix the damage inside it. You can use it reluctantly, but you have to know that it persists. It won't be long, so I still suggest that you better go to Ollivander to change one during the summer vacation-"

Although Amosta said so, Ron still looked happy.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

The demonstration began. Although it was something Ron had never experienced to cast a spell under the gaze of so many people, but fortunately, the encouragement from Professor Brian, Harry and Hermione gave him a lot of confidence.

After a few nervous attempts, Ron still controlled the feather conjured up by Professor Brian to float in mid-air.

"Very well, Mr. Weasley, very successful levitation spell -"

Amosta slapped his hands and smiled, "Now, try injecting more magic power."

Many people were surprised, because they remembered that Professor Flitwick had clearly said when teaching them such a spell, that the output of magic power must be controlled, otherwise--

boom!

After a burst of violent explosions, the feathers exploded into fluff flying all over the sky, hitting Ron who didn't know why.

"Very well, Mr. Weasley, you've scored two points for Gryffindor - now, it's time for you to see mine."

Amosta let Ron go down first, and after responding to the gazes of all the little wizards, he slowly raised his arm, and after a low drink, his wrist suddenly vibrated,

"Canrady Leviosa!"

Clang!

The fragile, fluffy feathers suddenly erupted into a crisp, metallic clang, as if they had turned into an indestructible sharp blade!

"I'll show you what my Levitation Charm can do—"

Amosta suddenly raised his arm high, a white light shot out like cold electricity, and instantly rushed to a large metal chandelier weighing more than a thousand catties with a simple and elegant shape above the auditorium!

call!

I only heard a sudden gust of wind in the auditorium, and the white light quickly swam inside and outside the metal frame of the chandelier. Before everyone could react, it returned to the palm of Professor Bryan!

Buzz bang!

"Professor, run, the lamp is about to fall!"

Hufflepuff's Hannah Abbott was the first to withdraw her horrified stare. Reminded by her shrill roar, all the little wizards ran to the periphery, not forgetting to run to Amosta on the way to escape. There was a terrified roar!

"Ho ho--"

The interesting scene in front of him made Amosta laugh. Before the powerful metal frame was about to smash him into meatloaf, he waved his wand leisurely again. Then, as if going back in time, the metal frame The large chandelier rearranged its body in mid-air and hung itself under the ceiling of the auditorium.

"A mighty spell is with us, Monsieur Zabini,"

Amosta came to the edge of the high platform with graceful steps. He looked at Blaise Zabini, who was struggling under Crabbe's body, and smiled gently,

"Now, do you understand the truth?"

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