A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

For the little wizards of Hogwarts, the duel class on Thursdays of the second and fourth weeks of each month is definitely a large-scale competitive social activity for conditioning the body and mind and moving hands and feet.

In the eyes of many people, this course is expected to be on par with Quidditch events. At least they can really get involved, not as a spectator on the court.

The auditorium was full of people, and before the professor arrived, the students were in a pile of threes and fives, talking enthusiastically with each other. Harry saw Percy talking and talking about how he obtained the 12 OWLs, and Hermione's eyes lit up.

"I'll be back in a while." Hermione left Harry and Ron to say.

They saw her squeeze into the crowd, whispering something, Percy was a little careless at first, but soon his eyes widened. The two quickly passed the crowd and rushed to a corner of the auditorium where four long tables were piled up.

When passing by the twins, Percy stopped to warn them: "I don't know what method you used to avoid my sight, maybe it's the Pursuit Curse or something—"

The twins glanced at each other, and Fred squeezed his eyes and said, "Have you heard, George, the Pursuit Curse... Another day of rewards!"

George exaggeratedly saluted, with one hand behind him: "Noble behavior, Percy! Just to contribute to the great prank cause, we will leave you a name."

"Slap big—"

"No, a large badge is enough. We only need to write down the two words big-headed boy, which is clear at a glance."

Harry, who was not far away, laughed out loud with a "sneer". He quickly turned his attention away and stared at Ginny on the side. Her face quickly turned red, and it seemed that her good friend Luna Love had fainted. Good posture in his arms.

"Do you need me to tell you a sneer?" Luna said abruptly, staring. Harry was used to it. He knew this little girl had always been like this.

"Any clever insight, Luna?" He glanced in Percy's direction, and they were already standing under a piece of armor and whispering.

"Your mind is in a mess. Recently, a group of harassing flies must have built a nest in your mind..." Luna shook the bracelet solemnly, "I can help you get rid of them."

"How?" Harry said, and he caught a glimpse of Professor Haipu at the entrance of the auditorium.

"You need to be quiet first, and become less attractive to the harassment fly..."

"Thank you, I don't think I have this weird thing in my head." Harry said quickly.

Professor Haipu and Snape walked in, which was not unexpected. No, there was another professor, Flitwick, who had just missed it.

Hermione in the distance hurried back, and the little wizards consciously stood according to the academy.

Felix blessed himself with a loud voice and said loudly: "Welcome back to the duel class, little wizards! I have seen many familiar faces, and many new faces..."

In front of their academies, a row of little peasants looked cautiously and curiously. They were new students in their respective academies this year. Harry saw Colin Creek pulling his brother, the boy named ‘Dennis’.

"Before the start of the course, please allow me to introduce to you that we have welcomed the third resident professor in the dueling class, Felius Flitwick!"

The short Flitwick took a few steps forward. He was dressed very formally today. It was a small rigorous suit. He twisted his wand gracefully, as if holding a baton.

There were enthusiastic cheers from Ravenclaw College, and clusters of sparks were released from the crowd, and finally formed an eagle symbolizing Ravenclaw College.

Harry thought that they must have borrowed the pattern on the parchment for the answer—the two looked very similar.

Students from other colleges are also applauding desperately. In terms of popularity, Flitwick is definitely the best dean of the four colleges.

"Thank you, thank you—" Flitwick burst into tears with excitement. He took out a handkerchief embroidered with a Ravenclaw pattern and wiped the corners of his eyes. "I'm so excited today, it's like standing on the podium for the first time. "

Today is Flitwick’s special session. Felix and Snape deliberately downplayed their existence and let Flitwick show off their charm. And Flitwick bowed to the two professors, and immediately cast the spell to his heart's content. In his hands, casting spells seemed to be equated with art.

After a few minutes of showing off his skills, Flitwick entered the topic. He shook his wand, and from the tip of the wand sprinkled a large canopy of bronze smoke, the smoke condensed into a vague figure, standing on the gilded stage.

These bronze figures face each other in pairs, seeming to be engaged in a duel. Each pair has a little wizard, and that should be Flitwick.

The little wizards carefully counted, there were seventeen groups.

Flitwick screamed: "Please allow me to check out the glorious moments in my memory. It was more than sixty years ago... After seventeen duels, I won the 1931 Wizarding duel champion. Title."

He waved his wand and moved the first group of bronze figures: the tall wizard raised his hand to cast a spell, and the short figure lowered his head to fight back, knocking down his opponent in just one shot.

Flitwick acted as a commentator and said: "Did you see? My opponent underestimated the enemy. He thought I was short and certainly not very good, but this was one of the easiest victories I had.

"It's short, but it's also wonderful. We can learn a lot from it..."

"First, never underestimate the enemy in a duel. Many of you can think of this, but there are not many wizards who really do it;"

"What else? Yes, seize the opportunity. I didn't stand in place to defend, but took advantage of the trend to launch a counterattack. This also reminds us that wizards are the most vulnerable when attacking. You must protect yourself and learn to keep it. room;"

"Then it won't be easy. Does anyone know? Just a reminder. It has something to do with my unique height." Flitwick looked expectantly at the little wizard in the audience~www.novelmt.com~ Harry's eyes lit up, he Heard similar expressions, from Professor Haipu!

He was the first to raise his hand, and after being called by his name, he said a little excitedly: "Combine personal characteristics to create the most suitable combat system for you."

Flitwick laughed, "It's great, Potter! That's right, personal characteristics, this is very important, each of us is unique, you have to accept everything about yourself, good, bad..."

"I used to worry about my height and body shape. In most cases, I had to keep my head up in a duel. The small man also brought another disadvantage. My movement speed was not fast enough, my arms were not long enough, and my opponents were very difficult. It’s easy to tell the envelope of my spell."

The little wizards listened quietly, wondering how Professor Flitwick solved these problems.

"--But I came out from the shadows later. I accepted my imperfections. After a while, my height became my advantage. Few wizards have the experience of fighting short people like me. They always It's about dealing with mistakes, either mentality or habit."

"My size makes it easier for me to avoid spells, and I no longer pursue movement speed, but exercise a more flexible pace..."

Flitwick said with emotion, there was a round of applause from the audience, and he heard someone in his academy shouting "Dean, you are the best!" He couldn't help rubbing the corner of his eyes again.

"Next, we watched the second duel. I ran into a very interesting person. We later became friends."

...

More than an hour later, Flitwick used his own personal experience to depict real duel scenes to the little wizards. The students felt that they had gained a lot.

Harry even thought he could put these words into the paper without changing them and hand them to Professor Haipu.