Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Qualified? Still barely?" Draco laughed angrily, and said unconvinced: "Is this evaluation too perfunctory, but I succeeded!"

"Yes! Senior." Sirin was also a little puzzled, "I can't see what Malfoy did wrong."

"The time is too long." Aaron said lightly, "If it was an ordinary exam, I could give him an o (excellent) evaluation for his disarming spell just now, but if it is placed in the few seconds before he casts the spell in a real battle Enough to die several times."

Draco was powerless to refute, and said weakly: "Can you do it again?"

"Yes." Aaron raised his wand lightly, and the stone sword returned to the stone statue's hand.

"Except your weapons."

Draco didn't think about it this time, and recited the spell decisively.

A green light hit the stone statue, and the stone sword fell to the floor again.

"There will be no problem this time!" Draco asked confidently.

"It is indeed a little better than before, 75 points."

"Only 75." Draco frowned tightly, "I don't agree, give me a reason."

Aaron pointed to the stone statue, "First of all, your training object can't move, and secondly, he can't fight back. These two things made the full score of this test drop to [-]."

Draco felt a little better, "How about five points?"

"The five points deducted is your attitude." Aaron said very bluntly, "You can use the Disarming Curse in the second grade. I don't understand why you are so complacent."

Draco was so stunned that he had nothing to say, and returned to his seat silently.

Aaron restored the stone statue, and then gave Sirin a wink, "It's your turn."

Sirin stepped forward and seriously drew out her wand, "Disarm you."

boom!

I don't know if he was too nervous, but the curse flew out against the shoulder of the stone statue. The long sword in its hand didn't let go, but returned to its original shape with a slight tremor.

"Obviously, failed." Aaron said lightly.

"Sorry." Sirin lowered her head in embarrassment, "I let you down, senior."

"Don't say such things, I don't like to hear them.

You don't need to underestimate yourself, the disarming spell you used just now is indeed a disarming spell, but the accuracy is a little bit off. "

"But I missed it after all."

"The disarming spell is not difficult, but no more than half of Hogwarts can use this spell." Aaron looked at the aggrieved little girl and comforted him, "At least Crabbe and Goyle's The Disarming Curse is no match for you."

"It's true, the two of them are really not very good at using the disarming spell, and they can throw their own wands."

"Who wants to compare with the two of them?" Sirin said angrily, "The comparison is also a comparison with the senior."

"You can't beat me." Aaron said dumbfounded, "But it's still very good to have this awareness.

continue!You need to practice your disarming spell well. "

"Except your weapons."

"Except your weapons."

After using the spell twice in a row, she finally grasped the feeling and knocked down the long sword in the stone statue's hand.

"Being able to master the Disarming Curse in a short period of time is indeed a genius I have selected!" Aaron said with satisfaction, such students are the best to teach.

"It's far worse than me." Draco chuckled.

"If you can't even compare to the fourth grade, then you are really blind to your parents' pure blood genes." Aaron shook his head speechlessly, and then transformed into a stone statue.

"I'll give you 10 minutes to familiarize yourself with this spell, and 10 minutes later for the next stage of training.

It's best to be mentally prepared for the battle between two people. If you are careless... it will hurt a lot. "

Draco and Sirin looked at each other, as if they could see a flame flashing in each other's eyes.

The two each occupied a quarter of the classroom, practicing the disarming spell with their backs facing each other.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

The sound of the stone sword falling to the ground came one after another, and Aaron continued to help them repair the stone statues used for training without any pause in between.

Twenty minutes later, Aaron waved his wand, and the two stone statues disappeared.

A vertical line was drawn in the middle of the classroom, separating the two.

"An informal wizard's duel, no bows required.

The rule is that you can only use the disarming spell, and you can dodge within a limited range. One side's weapon is released, and the other side is not allowed to continue attacking. "

"Understood." Sirin said.

Draco also nodded seriously, but he was more nervous.

There is nothing to brag about if the fifth grader beats the fourth grader, but if they lose, it will be a big embarrassment.

"ready, go."

Draco took the lead, and the green curse hit Sirin's face.

The next moment, a figure stepped back a few steps, and a brown wand fell on the ground.

"It's not difficult at all," Draco said.

"This is a victory in the first round." Aaron said and wrote a score of one to zero on the blackboard, then looked at Sirin, "Do you need a rest?"

"unnecessary."

Aaron raised his eyebrows and didn't say much.

After all, what he wants is an excellent student, not a fragile vase.

If the training was interrupted because of such a small injury that was not even a broken skin, then he should doubt his own vision.

Soon the second round started, and without any accident, Sirin was still shot down from the wand in her hand.

"Two to zero." Aaron waved his wand, and the score on the blackboard changed.

"Need a rest?" Aaron asked meaningfully.

"unnecessary."

"Then continue."

......

Xilin got up from the floor in a panic, and was hit by the Disarming Curse more than 30 times in more than an hour. She really couldn't bear it as a girl.

Draco on the opposite side was not having a good time either, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen or something, but his face was dark and scary.

He thought it would be easy to beat a fourth-year witch, but seeing the ratio of nearly five to one on the blackboard, he became angry.

He was a noble Malfoy, and he was actually defeated seven or eight times by a little witch of ordinary blood who was one year younger than him, and it made people laugh out loud.

Once or twice can be explained by coincidence, but seven or eight times cannot be deceived by coincidence.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Aaron applauded, "The performance was very good, especially Sirin, which simply exceeded my expectations."

Sirin scratched her head in embarrassment, "It's all taught by the seniors."

"That's all for today's training, next week we will practice the Obstacle Curse."

"Yes, I will definitely learn this spell within a week." Sirin vowed.

"It doesn't matter if you can't learn it. As a temporary teacher, I guess I will be a long time. If you learn too fast, I won't have anything to teach."

Sirin happily left the Potions classroom, and Aaron restored the venue, and all the tables and chairs returned to their original positions.

"How does it feel?" Aaron teased, "Is there a deep sense of frustration?"

Draco nodded reluctantly, "Is she really just from an ordinary wizard family?"

"That's the prejudice of your Malfoy family.

Bloodline does have talent bonuses, but bloodline doesn't represent everything. Aaron said solemnly, "Sirin's background is average, but in the past hour or so, she went from being beaten passively, to dodging the attack, and then barely fighting back, so much so that Malfoy found it difficult."

It sounds easy to progress in battle, but there is really not much that can be done, at least you can't compare to her in this point.

Hermione is Muggle-born, but her academic performance has been stabilizing above yours, and she has mastered a lot of practical spells.

Ron and Neville are purebloods, but their waste of talent is greater than yours. "

Draco was silent for a moment, and then said seriously: "I'm sure I won't be inferior to them."

"Then you have to work hard, first set a small goal and beat Harry Potter."

Draco:  …

......

The second mission has officially entered the initial stage, and Aaron feels much more relaxed.

Taking out two hours of teaching time every week, you can receive a salary of [-] magic points at the end of the school year, which is still very profitable overall.

Aaron's school life is on the right track again. In addition to signing in and attending classes every day, he is practicing magic circles and steadily improving his own strength.

But this peaceful life didn't last long, and the three of Harry stopped him in the library within a few days.

"Have you thought about Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Hermione asked again.

call!

Aaron sighed helplessly. He didn't expect these three people to be so persistent, never turning back until they hit the south wall.

"Well...you may be disappointed.

If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me, but I don't know how to be a teacher, it's too tiring. "

"Not with you," Ron grumbled. "You'd rather teach Slytherins than us?"

"Who told you?" Aaron frowned slightly, except for Draco and Sirin, only a few professors knew about it.

Draco and Sirin will definitely not talk nonsense; Professor McGonagall will definitely help him keep it secret, if this matter gets out, maybe other people will follow suit, and it will be difficult for her as the vice principal; Umbridge is even more unlikely, which will have a certain impact on her authority; but it can't be Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick, right?

Just as Aaron was thinking, Hermione suddenly asked, "Just tell us if there is such a thing?"

"I'm a Slytherin prefect, so there's nothing wrong with teaching a student or two!"

"Okay! Let me put it another way.

Would you rather teach Malfoy than us? "

"Draco told you?" Aaron looked at the three of them suspiciously, he didn't think Draco would be stupid enough to spread such things everywhere.

"Malfoy is quite arrogant, but he really didn't tell the truth." Harry said with a complicated expression, "You know him well, he likes to see us curious but helpless, how could he tell us this? .”

The three looked at each other and fell into a brief silence.

"You may not believe it when you tell it." Ron wondered, "It's Dobby."

"Impossible, he's just a house elf, how could he know?"

"It can only be said that you underestimate house-elves." Hermione said angrily, "Dobby was going to clean the school, and when he passed by Professor McGonagall's office, he happened to overhear Umbridge talking to Professor McGonagall. , the old hag is very dissatisfied with you teaching other students how to practice spells without authorization!

Dobby felt that Umbridge would try to target you, but he couldn't get into the Slytherin common room, so he found Harry and asked him to help tell you to be more careful. "

The corners of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and hundreds of millions of grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.

The image of a small, helpless house-elf flashed through his mind, only to be torn to pieces the next moment.

Isn't this meddling?

Umbridge could do nothing when he saw that he was upset, but he still couldn't help him.

But these three are different, their lethality is much more powerful than the senior investigators, second only to Voldemort.

"So do you have anything to explain?" Hermione asked coldly.

"Ah this..."

A look of embarrassment flashed across Aaron's face, and he knew in his heart that it would be difficult to refuse this time, who made him feel wronged?

"Are you willing to teach us?" Harry asked seriously, "If you don't want to, forget it, we can try to find a way by ourselves."

"Well..." Aaron pursed his lips and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Actually, it's not impossible."

"That's agreed." Ron said with some surprise.

Aaron nodded, since he has already taught two, it shouldn't matter if there are three more!

Harry, Ron, and Hermione are not bad at talent, and it won't be too difficult to teach them.

"Great, I knew you would agree." Hermione said excitedly.

Just as Aaron was about to say something, she continued, "Since you have agreed, there is something I should tell you, but you can't lose your temper."

"You talk first, and I'll decide whether to lose my temper or not."

"You've been teaching two Slytherins for almost two weeks."

"I've only taught one class," Aaron explained. "Okay! I just don't lose my temper."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, as did Harry and Ron.

"Well, we think that as long as anyone wants to learn, we should not refuse them.

The magic world is no longer safe, we must have the ability to protect ourselves, right? "

"Ha ha!"

"Do you think I'm wrong?" Hermione said with an unhappy face.

Aaron smiled and said nothing, he didn't think this kind of ability could be improved through Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

If he could fight against Voldemort and the army of Death Eaters after one year of class, Dumbledore would have acted long ago, and the last wizard war would not have killed so many people.

"Tell the truth! How many people did you find?"

"It's not sure yet, and we haven't looked for it, but there are definitely not many." Harry said firmly, "You know, there are not many people who believe that the Dark Lord has returned, and even those who share the same dormitory with me except Neville and Ron, everyone else thinks I'm a liar."

Aaron nodded irrefutably, and then said, "How many people can there be?"

"It would be ideal to have three or five." Hermione said after thinking, "This is still under the condition of your teaching. If it were Harry instead, I'm afraid none of them would come."

Harry Potter:  …

Am I being embarrassed?