The sleep in the Hogwarts was much better than when he was wandering outside. The next day, when Hoffa woke up, there was no part of his body that wasn't sore. It was as if he was beaten up on the bed with a stick. But that wasn't the reason, it was just the lactic acid secretion after muscle fatigue.
The first day's schedule was already on the bed.
Hoffa looked at it and sighed in relief. Today's classes were Magic Spells and Astronomy, tomorrow's classes were Defense Against Black Magic and Ancient Magic, and the day after tomorrow, there would be the first Transfiguration class. If possible, he hoped that there wouldn't be a single Transfiguration class this year.
At breakfast, owls fluttered into the school through the skylight.
They threw the letters on the students' desks. A maroon owl circled in the air and threw a newspaper in front of Miranda. Then it asked for a piece of toast and flew away.
As soon as Miranda opened the newspaper, she exclaimed in surprise.
The other students who received the newspaper also started to clamor.
Leaning over, Hoffa saw the headline as expected.
----- German Muggles attack Poland, Britain and France warn.
The Prophet's daily newspaper rarely reported news about the Muggle world, but this time, the newspaper put it on the front page, showing the seriousness of the matter.
Aglaia moved her head over and snatched the newspaper. She read the newspaper word by word and asked with a pale face, "Do they know how to fight?"
"I hope not," Miranda murmured, "Aren't the British Muggles quite …"
"Impossible."
Hoffa sighed and interrupted her, "Britain and France are going to declare war tomorrow."
"How do you know?"
The two friends looked over and asked in surprise.
Hoffa didn't say anything and absent-mindedly spread jam on the bread. When the war really came, no one would have guessed that it would develop into the most terrifying killing fest in history. At the moment, he really wasn't in the mood to talk.
After breakfast, the three of them went to the Magic Spells classroom on the fifth floor. This was originally Ghoshak's classroom, but now, it belonged to Dumbledore.
However, the Magic Spells classroom's unique decoration that belonged to Ghoshak was still the same, there were several large, precise clocks inside.
The only thing that was added was a set of blue armor that was about 1.8 meters tall next to the teacher's desk. It had a shiny metallic luster and stood there quietly.
Dumbledore had arrived earlier than everyone else. At this moment, he was leaning against the podium, reading the Prophet's Daily in his hand.
The Gryffindor students in the classroom also came surprisingly early, they occupied the best seats.
This kind of invisible demonstration made Ravenclaw quite dissatisfied. Aglaea glared angrily as soon as she entered the door.
"Let's see how long these idiots can last!" she said.
Hoffa didn't say anything. After the three of them sat in a corner, he whispered to Miranda, "This is the first Magic Spells class you've ever taught, right?"
Miranda suddenly realized, "That's true. I wouldn't have noticed if you didn't mention it."
Soon, all the seats were filled. Dumbledore put down the newspaper and waved his wand gently, closing the door.
He stood on the podium and looked at the crowd with a solemn expression. His expression was not as gentle as usual. He looked a little like Professor Goshack.
"I won't keep you in suspense. This year, the situation outside is different from previous years. The conflict between the wizards is more direct and more violent than before. This year, I'll teach less about construction spells and more about self-protection and defense spells. "
The class was silent. Everyone had seen the news in the Prophet's daily newspaper. No one wanted to screw up at this time, after all, it was a matter of life and death.
Dumbledore asked, "Can anyone tell me how many types of defense spells there are?"
Aglaia tilted her head and whispered in Hoffa's ear, "176."
Hoffa's face darkened.
Several Gryffindor students raised their hands as if they were presenting a treasure.
Dumbledore nodded to one of them.
Gryffindor said, "Two types, Professor. Shield Spell and Armor Spell."
"Correct answer. Five points for Gryffindor."
"Basically, although there are countless defensive spells in the Magi's arsenal, most of them are derived from these two spells. One is for magical damage, and the other is for physical damage. "
Dumbledore said, "However, before the class officially starts, I'd like to introduce my temporary assistant, Sir Carmel."
Dumbledore stretched out his finger. Immediately, the armor that had been standing still next to him came to life. It took two steps forward, bent down, and bowed to everyone.
It was actually a living armor. Hoffa was not too surprised. In Hogwarts, anything that happened was normal.
"Armor Spell, Sir," Dumbledore instructed.
The armor nodded and pulled out a magic wand from his waist like a sword. He held it up in front of himself, looking a little funny. Gryffindor snickered.
However, in the next second, Dumbledore waved his wand.
"Raging Flames."
A yellow and blue hot flame spewed out from Dumbledore's wand. The temperature of the whole classroom rose by nearly 20 degrees. It was like a steamer. Everyone pursed their lips in horror.
The armored knight waved his wand and a transparent shield appeared in front of him.
But in the blink of an eye, the shield shattered like an eggshell.
Dumbledore put down his wand and removed the flame.
However, the blue armor was melted into molten iron by the hot flame and fell to the ground with a clang.
The classroom was silent.
Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the molten iron on the ground was glued together again. The blue armored man had completely returned to normal. He stood on the ground as if nothing had happened.
The Ravenclaw students looked at each other, and the contempt on their faces faded a lot. Obviously, Dumbledore's attainments in magic spells were very profound. He was more than qualified to be their teacher.
But Dumbledore did not care about the change in their mood. He continued to speak.
"Usually, students start with Iron Armor Incantation, but considering the special situation this year, the Muggles have become quite irritable in the outside world. So, in this class, I will teach you another spell. It's a very practical and profound magic spell, the Shield Spell. "
Hoffa heard this and immediately turned his head to Miranda.
Miranda had used this spell last night to block the wind for him.
Miranda shrugged and did not speak.
Aglaia whispered, "I can do it too, I can do it too."
"Shield Spell."
Dumbledore looked at the three of them and raised his voice slightly, interrupting their whispering.
"Shield Spell was first used by King Hista II of the Kingdom of Prussia. In a war between Prussia and Gaul, Hista II personally commanded the battle in order to boost morale. The wizard of Gaul took advantage of the king's unpreparedness and cast a poisonous spell behind his back — Ecstasy Spell. Just as the spell was cast, Hista II turned his head and saw the spell flying towards him. In a hurry, he cast the first Shield Spell. Not only did it block the spell, but it also blocked the flying arrow from the sky. "
"Spell — [Tali Ke — Skita]."
"Pronounce it with a light tone, as long as it has this sound." Li "is also light and has the same strength." Ke "is the heaviest of the six sounds, with a pause of about five seconds in between.
"Si" is pronounced with a light tone, so it has to give people a feeling of faintness. "Ji" is second only to "Ke". The last "Ta" can be pronounced however you want, just be careful not to pronounce it as "Te".
Casting the spell does not require a magic wand, but it requires hands, a brain, and a heart that has the courage to protect others. "
After that, Dumbledore turned his head to look at the armor and nodded.
The man in blue armor standing opposite him suddenly bent down, and the gap in the armor on his face opened up, spewing out a red flame. The flame was raging, not at all inferior to Dumbledore's Fire Summoning Spell.
Dumbledore stretched out one hand. "Tali Ke — Skita."
Boom!!
In front of Dumbledore's hand, an invisible and smooth cross-shaped shield appeared in the air. Although the cross was narrow, it blocked all the flames very effectively.
The shield was transparent, surrounded by a blue halo, and in the center of his cross-shaped shield, Hoffa actually saw a fiery red phoenix pattern.
The flames were scattered to both sides after touching the shield, illuminating everyone's faces. Some of the Gryffindor's hair curled up, and the class was filled with a strange smell.
Before he could take a few more glances, the flames disappeared, and the shield disappeared.
"Did you see it?" Dumbledore put down his palm and asked faintly.
"I saw it."
Zizi, the classmate below, replied.
Dumbledore nodded to the armored man. "Thank you, Sir Kars."
The armor bent down and said the only sentence. "It's a pleasure to serve you."
After that, it walked to the side with creaking steps and returned to a state of inanimate objects.
Dumbledore said, "The Shield Spell has different power in different situations with different magic power. When cast by different people, it will have different power. After the Shield Spell is successfully released, it will form a smooth shield in front of the body. There is a symbolic pattern in the middle of the shield. It may be a reindeer, python, lion, or other objects. It varies from person to person. In the following time, I want to see each of you practice it. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the students in the class immediately rubbed their fists and were eager to try.
However, Dumbledore seemed to think of something and raised his hand.
"Oh, yes. There is one more thing, about this year's assistant assessment. Any student who can successfully release the Shield Spell and can hold on for the longest time under Sir Carmel's flames will become my assistant. "
Assistant, Dumbledore's assistant.
Everyone involuntarily looked at the armor with a metallic luster in front of the podium.
Some people looked confused, some fearful, but someone was so excited that she was about to jump up.
Aglaia slapped the table with both hands and propped herself up, her face flushed.
"I'm definitely going to be your assistant."
Like her, there was also a group of excited Gryffindor. They looked at Dumbledore, eager to prove themselves.
"Don't rush," Dumbledore said.
"Being an assistant is a very difficult job. I hope you have sufficient preparation and ability to complete this task. Now, release the spell and movements proficiently first. "
Aglaia couldn't wait to raise her hand. "Tariko-Skita!"
A cross with an arc appeared in her palm. In an instant, it grew to the size of an umbrella, and there was a pattern of a flamingo on it.
(Hoffa frowned. "Why are you releasing it on me?")
The magic waves attracted the attention of the surrounding students. Dumbledore immediately gave her a thumbs up. "Very good, Miss Drassaia. Ten points for Ravenclaw."
(Gryffindor's students were immediately dissatisfied. They all began to experiment with the new spell Dumbledore taught them.)
"Not bad," Miranda commented. "But your mind doesn't seem to be very stable. The shield won't last long."
Aglaia was immediately displeased. She raised her hand and removed the shield.
"Hey, what are you talking about? Am I not much stronger than the others?"
She pointed at the other students around her.
At this moment, Tariko-Skita's voice was incessant in the magic classroom. But for most people, they were just chanting the spell.
Very few people could release the spell with their palms. Some students could only summon shields as thin as an arm, while others could only summon round shields as big as a palm.
Some students didn't even believe it and insisted on using their wands.
But when they used their wands, not only did they not release the shield, but they also caused all kinds of chaotic explosions. Colorful lights flashed in the classroom.
Dumbledore yelled, "Don't use your wands. This is not a spell for wands! Use your brain, use your heart. "
So the students who wanted to trick put down their wands in embarrassment.
Miranda pointed at the blue armor standing in front of the classroom and said:
"What's the use of being stronger than them? If you want to be a teaching assistant, you have to at least last a minute under that armor."
"A minute?" Aglaia was doubtful.
"Yes."
"Why do I have to last a minute?" Aglaia smiled disdainfully.
"Because I think I can at least last a minute. You can't last a minute. How can you compete with me?"
With that, Miranda stood up and a shield appeared in each of her hands. There were two very cartoonish patterns on the shields. One was a smiling face, the other a crying face.
The moment she summoned the shields, there was a huge wave of magic.
All the students in the class looked over and sucked in a breath of cold air.
Dumbledore's face lit up and he quickly walked over. But then he seemed to think of something and stepped back halfway. He just nodded at Miranda subtly.
Hoffa was also stunned. The quality of the shields was obviously much better than the one that blocked the wind last night. No wonder she was a genius in magic. The others couldn't even summon one shield, but she could summon one shield in each hand.
Aglaia's eyes widened. It took her a while to figure it out. You want to compete with me?
Miranda removed the shields and pointed at the stunned Gryffindor. "It's about Ravenclaw's honor. I won't give up this teaching assistant position."
"Damn it!"
Aglaia sat down, hugging her arms and sulking.
Miranda sat down and looked at her with a smile. "What's wrong, Aglaea? Only when there's pressure can there be motivation."
"Pressure, humph. Adebay must've taught you in advance."
Aglaia grumbled angrily. Suddenly, she thought of something and looked at Hoffa.
"Hoffa, didn't you do well in magic spells last year? Why don't you try this spell? "
Miranda also looked at Hoffa. "Right. Why haven't you tried it yet?"
"Okay, I'll try."
Hoffa coughed.
"Taliko-Skita."
There was no reaction. No shield, no animal, no cross.
"Huh?"
Hoffa looked at his palm and felt that something was wrong.
Huh?
Aglaia looked at Miranda.
"Is there something wrong with the syllables?"
"There's nothing wrong with the syllables, and the movements are quite standard." Miranda rubbed her chin. "Hoffa, to release this spell, you have to be focused. Like the Guardian Deity, you have to think of something to cheer you up. "
"Cheer me up?"
He looked at Miranda and Aglaia's faces.
Hoffa coughed again.
"Taliko-Skita."
Puff.
Pitter-patter.
A small transparent bubble appeared in his palm. It was about the size of a ping pong ball. Then, the shield weakly burst and disappeared into the air.
After a few seconds of silence, the two friends looked at each other.
Miranda's mouth twitched.
"Wahahahaha ~"
Aglaia couldn't help but laugh out loud.
She held Hoffa's shoulder with one hand and her chest with the other, laughing so hard that she rocked back and forth.
"Huo Huofa, you … you …"
She wanted to say something, but then she laughed again. Finally, she laughed so hard that she ran to the side and leaned on the table. She punched the table with one hand and held her stomach with the other.
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