The ground began to tremble, and the little wizards quickly backed away. Inside the confinement circle, the square-shaped soil in front of the hundred-eyed ghosts rose up from the ground and piled up into scattered high and low walls. There were even corridors and trenches dug out from the ground.
Allen temporarily simulated his practical class venue into a terrain that he might encounter in a real-life battle, instantly filling the venue with obstacles of all shapes and sizes. The three Hundred-Eyed Ghouls' arms were wildly tearing apart the objects around them, making the field look even more chaotic.
Allen raised his teaching wand horizontally, aiming the tip of the wand in front of him. In an instant, five missiles made of magical energy shot out from the tip of the wand.
These missiles carried specks of blue light, and like shooting stars, they drew five arcs in the air as they flew towards the three Hundred-Eyed Ghouls.
Although Allen had only cast the spell casually, and the tip of the wand was not aimed at the demons, the five missiles seemed to have a mind of their own. They automatically split into three paths in the air. Three of them flew high, and after adjusting their trajectories, they accurately passed through the gaps between the railings and hit the Hundred-Eyed Ghouls. The other two flew in an arc, one to the left and the other to the top. One of them circled around the edge of the high wall and hit the arm of one of the Hundred-Eyed Ghouls. The other one suddenly changed its trajectory after reaching its target, and flew vertically towards the Hundred-Eyed Ghoul that had fallen into the trench.
Following these loud bangs, the orange arms of the demons were sent flying, like severed palms. The severed arms with eyeballs were still clawing in the air, and there were many bowl-sized holes where the arms had been severed. Red flesh, muscles, and blood vessels were all blasted into a mess. A depraved and evil aura emanated from their bodies, and stinking fluids dripped onto the ground.
"Oh, Ravenclaw, what did I just see? This tracking ability is perfect for me."
"With this spell, I can fight five of them at once."
"No need to aim? Professor, I want to learn this. "
…
When the students saw that arrogant and terrifying demon being beaten to the point of being unable to retaliate, they felt really excited when they saw themselves in the shoes of the spellcaster. However, as the magicians watched on excitedly, some of the more observant students were surprised to find that the severed arms of the Hundred-Eyed Ghosts were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, even though it was slow. Tender flesh started to grow on the severed arms.
"The environment in which the demons grow forces their bodies to be strong enough to ensure their survival." Allen explained. Seeing the expressions on the wizards' faces, he continued to explain, "For those who are new to this spell, they won't be able to release five Magic Missiles at once. The power of a junior student might be similar to a heavy punch from a professional boxer named Muggle." Then, Allen's expression turned serious. "However, as you practice and improve your mastery of the spell … I believe that the power of each Magic Missile from the senior students is enough to blow up a Muggle's head or abdomen … Oh, Michael … Mr. Michael Kona, please ask."
Michael Kona raised his arm high. After receiving Allen's permission, he said, "Principal Harris, does this spell require continuous guidance during the casting process?"
"The more crucial problem is that it doesn't require you to continuously focus on guiding the trajectory of the missiles. As long as you determine the target and determine the number of missiles that it has to withstand before the missiles are shot out from your wand, it doesn't matter if it's five missiles or just one … As long as you determine this, it doesn't matter if the target is concealed or not … or if it tries to dodge, unless it immediately uses Phantom Shift to escape from the missile's attack range … A first-year student has a range of about 100 feet. However, you can increase the range as your strength increases." Allen's slender and pale hand swayed as he spoke. "In short, other than that, the Magic Missile will automatically plan its course until it hits the target. However, not being able to focus on guiding the Magic Missile also brings a disadvantage. That is, our soldiers can't target specific parts of the target. You might blow off one of the enemy's legs, or you might just blow a hole in the enemy's chest …"
This aroused the excitement of the apprentice adepts, but it also made them even more confused.
After getting permission, Ernie McMillan hurriedly asked, "Professor, if this spell can automatically track us … if we become the target, how should we block it?"
"That's right. This spell prevents you from using obstacles or your body's agility to dodge. However, the origin power of the magic missile's attack is actually an explosion in the form of a force field, so it's very easy for the Iron Armor Spell to block it … It's not like the Avada Death Curse which activates the magic effect of the spell as soon as you come into contact with it." Allen patiently explained, "However, if it's not for the super strong Iron Shield Spell, the shield created by the ordinary Iron Shield Spell won't last for too long. You also need to maintain your concentration … In the modern magic society, our magic in battle is more inclined to attack …" Allen paused. "So, to complement it, I've also prepared several other defensive spells that were more popular in ancient times, forming a more complete set of defense system. However, I still need to improve and simplify it for you to cast … So, I won't break down the postures and spells for you."
The apprentices, who originally thought they could only learn one new spell, were surprised to find that they could learn three sets of spells.
"But rather than explaining it, I think it's better to actually demonstrate it," Allen then glanced at the wizards around him, "Who wants to go on stage and experience it? I promise I won't hurt you. "
Hearing this, the apprentices raised their hands one after another.
Among them, Gryffindor raised their hands almost before Allen's voice died away. They had the most people, followed by Hufflepuff and Slytherin. Ravenclaw's students had the least number of people.
After witnessing the power of the Magic Missile, the visual impact of the demons' arms being blown off was still fresh in their minds. Moreover, this defensive spell seemed to be still in the nature of an experiment, which made many of the cowardly apprentices have no intention of personally participating in the demonstration. After all, since there was someone else taking the lead, it did not affect the satisfaction of their own curiosity.
"Mr. Draco Malfoy, Miss Susan Burns, Miss Lisa Dupin, Mr. Ron Weasley, please come down." Allen very impartially chose a wizard from each academy.
Most of the apprentices who were named were a little nervous. After witnessing the power and attack of the Magic Missile, although they had Allen's protection, it was inevitable that they would feel nervous. This included Draco, who was originally a little absent-minded.
In particular, Lisa's face was pale and she faintly fell half a step behind the others. She actually just wanted to express her support for Allen. After all, when she first entered the first year, Allen had saved her once. She did not really want to participate, so now she was a little annoyed and scared.
Only Gryffindor's Ron was so excited that his cheeks were flushed. He pretended to be serious and wanted to appear more elegant as he walked down the stairs. He enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention and felt that his face was shining. Although he was a little puzzled that Allen had chosen him and not Harry or Neville Flegg, the recent relationship between Weasley and Harris made him feel at ease. Allen did not want to embarrass him in public.
"Don't worry, I promise there won't be any danger … Otherwise, maybe Michaela will be happy, but Madam Pomfrey won't let me have an easy time." Alan shrugged and reminded again, "I will cast these spells on all of you one after another … But you need to be aware that some of them can indeed be cast on others like me after you learn them. But for the others … You still can't learn my casting method, so it can only work on your own body like an ordinary armor protection spell …"
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