"Ah! Ron, I'm sorry. Should I have let you prepare first? " Katie was also a little frightened. She was a little excited and nervous as it was her first time as a teaching assistant, but she couldn't even bear to step on a little bug. She felt very guilty as she looked at Ron who was teleported by her.
Lavender was very qualified as a girlfriend in this aspect. She immediately rushed up to Ron and began to gently pat his back without any disdain, using her wand to clean up the filth that Ron vomited.
"Next time, please count down … Hmm?!" Ron had a hard time holding back his vomiting. He patted his chest and raised his head. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and anger rushed to his head. He saw that Harry and Rachel Zhang had not let go of each other's hands, but now the two had completed the teleportation and were talking side by side in the wooden circle. They looked very happy.
As Harry's best friend, Harry was very clear about the affection and thoughts that Harry had for Rachel Zhang back then. Now, seeing them talking and laughing so happily that Harry did not even notice the situation on his side, Ron was worried that Harry would fall for Rachel Zhang again. So, ignoring his discomfort, he coughed loudly and glared at Harry angrily.
Harry, who had a smile on his face, finally noticed the angry eyes on Ron's freckled face. As if burned by Ron's burning gaze, he quickly stopped smiling and immediately retracted his hand with a guilty conscience. This made Rachel Zhang a little confused as to what was going on with her little brother in front of her.
"Now, set up the wooden circle and stand back to your original position." Mr. Barsad ordered. He began the second attempt of the group Phantom Shift. Although many people had tried the Phantom Shift with the help of the teaching assistant and experienced the feeling of teleportation, it was not easy for most people to resist and get used to the intense dizziness and discomfort. Hermione felt that it was somewhat similar to a car. People who could drive would not feel dizzy while driving, but it was not necessarily the case if they were in the passenger seat.
"Oh, look at Malfoy's smug look … He doesn't need to turn into a skunk to fart everywhere." When Ron heard the cheers, he realized that Draco Malfoy was excitedly high-fiving a few members of the training class who had also succeeded in the Phantom Shift. The corner of Ron's mouth twitched, he turned his head away and kicked his wooden circle with his foot.
Although Harry did not have such an intention, he thought that he was caught and misunderstood by his girlfriend's brother. He came to find something to say, but his voice sounded a little strange... speaking of Animagus, we have persisted for so long, repeatedly chanting of the sunrise and sunset, and I still can't feel the second heart...... "
"Don't be discouraged, this is only your second attempt at Phantom Transfiguration." Qiu Zhang followed Harry and came closer. Her voice sounded very gentle. "Draco Malfoy and the others, you know, they are all members of Harris's training class. The training class has been exchanging theoretical lessons on Phantom Shift for a long time, so they have been exposed to it in advance, so they have a deeper understanding of it than you who have never been exposed to it before. So … uh … it's normal for them to succeed faster than others … "
Harry felt that Qiu Zhang's tone was too gentle in the face of such friendly comfort. He raised his head and was about to smile at Qiu Zhang when he suddenly remembered Ron's angry eyes and Jenny's appearance when she cast the Bat Charm on others. Harry hurriedly controlled his muscles and pressed his head down again.
For the wizards who hadn't learned Transference Illusion before, many of them didn't have the confidence to succeed in the first class. Fregg and Neville were among them.
"This is too difficult, Neville. I'm afraid I'll be one of the few people who can't get a Phantom Transfiguration license …" Fraig Brown scratched his head. He had always been slower than others when it came to learning spells. Even Harry hadn't succeeded yet, so he felt that he wouldn't be able to do it either.
"Don't be discouraged, Flegg. You can definitely learn it before me. I've memorized the three D's literally, but I've completely forgotten what they mean when I use them. When I tried just now, when I woke up, I realized that I had only stood outside the wooden circle and recited the book a few times …" Neville was also very frustrated. He realized that he had memorized the rules with great difficulty, but when he used them, he could not turn them into something practical at all, especially when Mr. Barsad said the word 'three'. His mind went blank.
Behind them, Theodore Nott of Slytherin sneered. He was much taller than Neville and Flegg, but his body was thin and his neck was long. He looked like a praying mantis when he leaned forward.
"Go away, Nott! What, Malfoy doesn't want you anymore? Do you want to join us Gryffindor? "Flag raised his eyebrows and asked deliberately.
"You don't have to worry about us pure-bloods, you mud bastard." Theodore narrowed his eyes fiercely. He had known Draco and Malfoy since before school. Although he was not very good-looking, he was a smart boy who was quite talented in Potions. He was also relatively introverted, so he never felt like he was forced to join the little gang led by Draco Malfoy. It was just that he had alienated himself from Malfoy since last semester. Recently, because of the incident at the Shrine of Ravenclaw, he almost did not talk to Malfoy anymore.
Hufflepuff's Justin Fenrir glanced at Theodore in disgust. Theodore noticed Justin's gaze and pursed his lips provocatively, revealing his ugly buck teeth.
Ernie McMillan raised his head and stood in front of Justin with his arms crossed. He was a pure-blooded student who was short and fat. His appearance and personality were somewhat flashy, but he was always loyal to the side of justice. Among the Hufflepuff students, he was one of the more capable leaders after Cedric. When he was in the second grade, he had organized the Hufflepuff students to protect the Muggle students.
At this time, Mr. Barsa gave the order for the next attempt.
Theodore, who did not intend to provoke the crowd, took the opportunity to snort coldly. He rolled his eyes, shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be focused on the wooden circle in front of him.
"Ignore him. Practice is more important." Freeg tugged at Neville, who was still fuming. After all, they only had an hour to practice, and it was a waste to use it on meaningless combat power.
This time, Freeg was not only reciting the key points silently, but also trying to understand them. When Mr. Barsa said the last number, he felt that he was beginning to occupy the wooden circle that he was looking at. His vision began to spin involuntarily, and he began to turn into smoke and enter the Void.
At this moment, he suddenly heard an exaggerated coughing sound coming from behind him …
A terrible scream rang through the auditorium and interrupted everyone's training. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw many witches screaming horribly. Although the wizards did not scream, the fear was clearly written on their faces.
Freeg, who was already lying in the wooden circle, could not make a sound as if his throat was being choked by an invisible hand. His face was as white as ash, without a trace of blood. Blood kept flowing out from the bottom of his empty robe and flowed on the floor, quickly gathering into a pool of blood. Freeg's lower body was still in the same place, and it was only now that he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
An Aura in charge of this area instantly passed the students who had begun to watch, knelt down next to Freeg, and began to take out the white moss. Hermione also hurried over. She took out her wand and moved along Freeg's bleeding wound, chanting a rapid healing spell that sounded like she was singing. The wound immediately stopped bleeding, and the blood on the ground began to flow back under the effect of magic. After several other Aura took Freeg's lower body, they cast Heal as Before and Rapid Healing together. Under the healing spells, the broken intestines and organs began to be whole again.
"You scoundrel!" Neville, who had been in a daze, suddenly burst into a roar. He casually threw his wand aside, clenched his fist and punched Theodore's mantis face, who was also a little frightened by the scene in front of him. However, everyone's attention was not diverted by them, but still stayed on Freeg, who was being pieced back together.
A few seconds later, after the Aura smeared the white moss on Freeg's wound, and with a loud bang and a burst of purple smoke dispersed, Freeg's lower body finally returned to its original position. Although magic was almost perfect for healing wounds that were not magic injuries, the illusion caused by the shock and the fact that the pain had actually completely disappeared made Freeg unable to be as calm as before. He collapsed on the ground, unable to get up, and his face was full of panic. He had almost died.
"Don't worry, we've already prepared for such a situation." Mr. Barsad's voice spread throughout the auditorium before he was completely close. "Girls, don't worry, there won't be a single scar left after the white moss was applied in time."
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