After breakfast, when the little lions hurried to the dueling ground, the professor and the teaching assistant had not arrived yet. This made Ron, who was still fearful of Jenny's words, relieved.
Noticing that there was no one standing beside Hermione, Jenny pulled Harry over. Lavender squinted his eyes, pouted, and hugged Ron's arm tightly, pulling him to the other side.
"Congratulations, Hermione. You won the scariest house award with an overwhelming advantage. You deserve to be the champion." Jenny approached Hermione with a smile. "After Dad heard those rumors, he didn't want us to come over, but he directly voted for you."
"Then I really have to thank you!" Hermione hugged her arms and turned around when she heard the voice. She looked dispirited.
"Speaking of which, they are all saying that your house scared at least 30 wizards to death on Halloween night …" Jenny was very satisfied when she saw Hermione's angry expression. "Of course, I know this is a rumor …" After seeing Hermione relax, Jenny deliberately whispered, "But you have to tell me secretly, how many did you scare to death?"
"The price has increased by more than 30?!!!" Hermione shook her fluffy hair. "I didn't scare anyone to death! Only two fainted … Then it was inexplicably said that seven died, and now it's getting more and more! " Her tone was very sullen. "Even many people in Gryffindor were scared, as if I would eat them … But it was the Grindelwald family who ate people …"
"So the part about fainting is true?" Harry said in surprise. "What did you do to your house?"
"… I won't even carve pumpkin lanterns next year …" Hermione pursed her lips. "The professor is here."
The sound of a motorcycle sounded. As if it was on time, Penello drove into the dueling ground at lightning speed and stopped in the middle of the field, one of its long legs supporting the ground.
The whole class suddenly quieted down. The wizards gathered in line reflexively, stood up straight, and put their hands behind their backs. Several teaching assistants also hurried to the arena and stood behind Penello.
"Very good. It seems that you have made some improvements." Penello stepped down from the motorcycle with his long legs, and his voice echoed throughout the arena. "Today, we will continue with the reaction training. I have observed all of your recent duels in the school. If you really encounter a Dark Sorcerer, I doubt that you will survive for more than three seconds … Your reaction speed is too slow when it comes to casting spells. You just stand there stupidly like a stationary target, waiting for the enemy to attack you after you cast a defensive spell. There's also the accuracy of the curse. If someone doesn't aim at the shield … are they just waiting to be reflected by the Iron Armor Curse? "
The wizards skillfully and resignedly divided themselves into groups of two and began the resistance training. Although they did not dare to question or complain, most of them had a painful expression on their faces. In this kind of resistance training, one side could attack, while the other could only rely on their body and could not use spells to defend themselves.
Once a person was hit by the curse, even though the power of the curse had been reduced through Allen's specially made wand and the ancient magic robe he was wearing, he would still feel the pain from the curse. And because of the reduced power, the practice of the curse would continue until the end of the class. In other words, if one was not very flexible, like Neville, the pain would continue from the beginning of the class until the end of the class.
If they wanted to cheat and make their collaborators go easy on them in order to survive this class, then once they were discovered, what awaited them would be even more brutal training and punishment.
However, the students did not feel much pain today. A figure that was rarely seen in the school this semester suddenly appeared beside the dueling ground. Penello's indifferent expression changed. She quickly walked up and smiled. "Why are you here? I still have to teach the class … "
"I'm sorry, Professor Krivat … I have to delay your class for a while …" The principal of Hogwarts said apologetically. "I need Draco and Penello for something."
Allen's gaze swept through the crowd that did not dare to stop because the professor did not shout for them to stop. Soon, he saw Draco who was fighting against Zabini. Judging from the situation and movements, it seemed that Malfoy's heir had been training well recently. He met Draco's eyes and waved at the little stoat.
Draco and Zabini felt that they had received a call from the school's higher-ups, so they dared to stop fighting.
Allen raised his hand and gestured for Malfoy to wait. He then looked at the Magic Combat Professor and said, "Penello, tell the doctor or Fatty to come over. I have something I need you to deal with …"
"You want to see me transform again?" Penello's expression was conflicted. On one hand, she was happy that Zhang Zian did not dislike her Animagus form. On the other hand, she felt that Zhang Zian seemed to like her more than her human form.
"Cough! Of course not! " Allen choked on his own saliva. He coughed dryly to make himself look more cultured. "Business …"
When she heard that it was business, Penello immediately stopped being shy. She turned to the students and shouted, "You can stop now! Your teaching assistant will take over my class later. "
This unforeseen event attracted more students to look in Allen's direction. However, due to the recent class discipline, the students did not dare to speak without reporting.
"Oh, don't worry about your professors and classmates. I just have some things that I need their help with …" Alan tilted his head and smiled kindly. "Also, fortunately, my recent attempt to convert to the ancient spell that all of you can cast is almost successful. With it, I reckon that your professors will want to increase the speed of your casting of defensive spells in the future instead of relying on your physical strength to dodge."
This caused the young wizards to shift their attention from Malfoy to him. Their faces were overflowing with excitement.
Since Alan became the headmaster, he had not personally taught them magic for a long time. The spells that he had passed down as a professor had proven to be useful in their duels. Now, he had promised to let them return to the mode where they were more inclined to cast defensive spells instead of dodging like muggles. This was good for many of the wizards whose bodies were more plump and inflexible, and they had a large target area.
The three students walked out of the duel arena and stopped in front of a circular pillar.
"Draco, your father, Lucius, provided the Ministry of Magic with very important evidence of the collusion between the pureblood families and the Lord Voldemort. In order to silence him and take revenge, he was assassinated by some pureblood families in the hospital. He …"
"Ah? My father has a fishbone?!!! " Malfoy's face instantly turned pale and interrupted Allen. He remembered that Allen had interrupted the class to look for him. As a member of the pureblood family, he also realized what his father had done. An ominous and fearful thought rose in Malfoy's heart.
"Today, someone anonymously sent a disguised poisonous tentacle to your father's ward in the name of an ordinary landscape plant. They also sprinkled some volatile but paralyzing venom in the flower bud. They wanted to use this method to kill Lucius …" Before Allen could finish his explanation, Malfoy pulled his sleeve.
"Draco, you should learn to calm down … so that I can tell you faster …" Allen comforted him. "As a professional, Victor easily saw through this plant. Lucius is fine except for being frightened again."
"But you called me out …" Malfoy's heir's throat seemed to be blocked. His brain couldn't comprehend what he wanted to say.
"With the protection of the umbrella and the armed forces of the Ministry of Magic protecting your father, I'm actually not worried. It's just that their assassination attempt on your father was unsuccessful, so it's very likely that they'll turn around and target you, using you to threaten him." Allen's calm gaze met with Draco's. "So I thought that putting your family together would make you feel more at ease."
"Hogwarts is the safest place in the world." Draco said confidently. "Allen, help me protect my parents …"
"In fact, they have already launched some operations against you. It's just that they were discovered as soon as they entered the city … But they are like flies … Although I can guarantee your safety, it's not good if they affect other students …" Allen was not stingy with his patience. He patted Draco's shoulder lightly. "Speaking of which, I haven't invited anyone to our new home. Since your family has encountered such an incident, why don't you stay at our new home on Huxin Island for a few days … Don't worry, the information your father provided is very valuable."
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