Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 376: Spell lesson

The afternoon class is Professor Flitwick’s curse class.

The short stature he stood on top of a pile of books.

"My class today is...Fire Curse." Flitwick dragged the end sound and stretched it for a while, seeming to want to sell it, and then said it.

"We learned it!" a few students said loudly.

"No, that's just a superficial application. To pass the exam to get a high score, you must master more profoundly." The mustache on Flitwick's face trembled emotionally with his expression. shake.

"The flame spell is an extremely practical spell, with powerful light and heat properties, which can cause great damage to evil creatures such as corpses."

There was a whisper from the stage.

"I know, I have taught you before, but that was not deep enough."

"All spells can be used in combination to cause extremely strong damage, or other effects. This lesson is not only to teach you advanced usage, but also hope that you can broaden your mind."

"For another example, the combination of the flame curse and the clear water such as the spring curse can create a large illusory mist that interferes with the enemy's sight."

In order to illustrate, Flitwick summoned a violent flame from nowhere, and a clear spring splashed from the lampshade on the ceiling. The two quickly merged together, constantly erupting. The sound, the smoke filled.

For a time, mist rose in the entire classroom.

"The whirlwind swept away." The teacher's voice sounded again, and a small hurricane soon rolled up, and the smoke was blown away, and the short teacher reappeared before their eyes.

"If paired with a deep enough transfiguration technique, many powerful beast-shaped creatures can be transformed, appearing in the form of pure flames."

Flitwick only raised the magic wand in his hand, and a fire lotus suddenly bloomed above the classroom, and a fiery red raven slowly broke free from it.

With his wise eyes, he glanced at the surrounding students.

It is completely different from the silver-white patron saint.

The functions are also very different.

It is rare to hear that the patron saint can participate in battle, and their main function is not here.

The raven covered in flames waved its wings purely composed of flames. The fire wave trembles and flew around the classroom a few times. Some sparks splashed down from mid-air and sparkled sharply again. It emits a violent light, and then annihilates in mid-air in an instant.

Finally, the whole body flew out of the window suddenly and disappeared.

Soon, he was praised by the students around him.

"But these skills are still far away from you."

"Today's task is to hollow out these iron rods with a flame curse, leaving the outer shell-that is to say, to make the appearance of a tube."

"It is not allowed to use a transformation spell to be directly applied to an object, this is the rule."

"Tool-flame, not subject to this restriction."

The pitch-black iron rods of similar length and thickness were put down in front of everyone's table.

Malfoy picked it up at random, looked at it, and looked at it a few times. It was dark, absorbing the surrounding light.

What I was thinking about was not the upcoming class test, but the changes to the Hogwarts curriculum.

Focus on actual combat, even the curse lesson was not spared.

This not only tests the skill of manipulation, but also sets a threshold. If the temperature is not high enough, even the steel will not be able to melt.

Only after reaching a certain level can you lift the weight lightly.

The molten iron melted, and quickly solidified uncontrollably, even more messy than before, and the newly formed iron lumps were entangled into a ball. It's as if the blade is still sharp and rougher than the very old blade.

Neville's forehead is full of sweat, and his iron rod now shows no signs of melting.

Ron directly burned through, and an iron rod was burned into two pieces.

Harry stared at him intently, manipulating a somewhat thick flame, and cautiously stretched it toward the center of the column.

For a time, many flames appeared everywhere in the classroom.

"Draco? Are you done?" Pansy looked at Malfoy, who had stopped, in surprise. He has now begun to cool down, letting the grilled iron rod cool down quickly.

The flame controlled by Pansy's wand suddenly slanted, about to ignite his robe, but he didn't notice it.

"It's about to burn your robe." Malfoy's wand was raised again, and a jet of water was thrown against the robe that was about to be ignited.

Turn it off.

"Let's finish it first." Malfoy shook his head, temporarily not accepting Pansy's words.

"Okay." Pansy stuck out his tongue and almost burned herself just now. She was a little embarrassed, and she rarely showed her weak side.

If it was not long ago, as the prefect of Slytherin, she would naturally set an example at all times. .

Malfoy is back, and the strong barriers she built in her atrium not long ago have collapsed again, because she has relied on again.

"Okay, stop!"

Flitwick waved the magic wand in his hand again, and the legs of the table in front of everyone shrank unanimously, just matching his height to review.

He jumped off the book, then walked in front of all the students and started patrolling.

"Mr. Longbottom, very progressed, I guess you might get a good result in future exams." He praised, and stopped at Neville's desk for a while.

I picked up the pipe with some burrs in the inner layer and looked at it, and put it in front of my eyes, as if I was using a telescope.

"Miss Granger, very good!"

The iron rod in front of Hermione's table was handled by her, and the inner circle was quite flat and smooth.

Finally, Flitwick walked to Malfoy's table.

"Maybe it was really a delay in some courses."

Flitwick thought, and shook his head.

He saw that the iron rod had been pierced through a small opening, it could be called a failure, and there was no need to look at it anymore.

"Cut..." Ron couldn't help but sneered.

But Flitwick stopped again.

"Extremely excellent control!" Flitwick coughed a few times as if realizing that he was excited, covering up his emotions.

Looking at the other students a little puzzled.

Then flicked the wand lightly.

A breeze passed through it.

The ethereal whistle sounded.

The heavy iron pipe was transformed into a long iron whistle.

For pure transfiguration, this is very simple. It can be done in about the third grade, but to complete such a fine carving with a flame curse, even Flitwick has to think about it.

"Slytherin, plus... ten." Flitwick still restrained, after all, after the hostage incident, Malfoy gave him a bad impression.

Actually there is no problem adding 20 points

As soon as he raised his hand, the wand moved a few times flexibly with his fingers.

The corners of all the tables began to "grow" again, and the elongation returned to its original shape.

Outside the castle, not far away, the clock tower rang twelve times at the same time.

Flitwick’s curse course is over.

"How about giving it to me?" After class, Pansy walked quickly to Malfoy's seat, took the iron whistle in his hand and played with it, begging in a slightly coquettish tone.

"I will cherish it~IndoMTL.com~The girl is afraid he will disagree

"It's just..." Malfoy wanted to say something, but when he saw that Pansy had taken it away, he didn't say much.

"Okay." He nodded.

He just thinks that this can't be regarded as something of value, and it's not very good as a gift.

"Then I will remodel it again."

Pansy took it over with reluctance.

The faint flames wandered on the steel, as if turned into a sharp carving knife, carefully carved on it.

A lifelike kitten was quickly carved out, curled up around his body, forming a "P" letter, printed on the body of the whistle.

"It's okay if you don't dislike it."

"Of course not." Pansy took it in his arms cherishedly.