A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

　　 Felix breathed a sigh of relief, and finally succeeded.

　　 Come on stage, praise, add points, and a set of procedures goes down. Felix feels that even if there is only such a successful example, this class is considered complete.

　　 But soon, the second, third, and fourth little wizards stood up and showed their disarming curse to the professor.

　　 "Very good!" Felix watched a seventh-grade wizard cast a very slender spell, and he praised it against his will.

　　 Felix thought silently in his heart: They need encouragement, they need encouragement...

Snape paced over slowly, and said sarcastically, "They succeeded because they were exposed to similar spellcasting skills and theories in other courses. In fact, I never expected students under the fifth grade. Can master this spell in class."

　　 "Professor, we will wait and see."

　　 Snape curled his mouth and said, "Class will be over in a quarter of an hour..."

　　 At this moment, a disarming curse attracted the attention of the two.

　　 "That's... Hufflepuff, who is it?" Felix turned around. Among the four successful people in front, there was no Hufflepuff wizard, which made him unable to treat him equally.

　　The little wizards of Hufflepuff College automatically separated a passage, and they happily called out a name in unison: "Cedric! Cedric!"

　　 A tall and thin wizard walked to the front, his face was slightly pale, his appearance was handsome, and he was wearing a Hufflepuff academy gown.

"Diggory, please come on stage and let us applaud the first fourth-grader who learns the Disarming Curse! Hufflepuff adds twenty points." Felix recognized this face-Cedric Diggory, First place in the fourth grade.

　　 Katie Bell stood on tiptoe next to Hermione, her eyes constantly following his figure.

　　 "Do you know him?" Hermione asked.

　　 "Of course! He is a seeker for the Hufflepuff team. Wood takes him very seriously and thinks he has a chance to take over as the captain next year. And don't you think he looks very handsome?" Katie Bell said.

　　 "Really?" Hermione glanced at him.

　　 Ron whispered to Harry quietly: "So, he is your competitor?"

　　 Harry nodded. He looked at the red spark on his wand, feeling a little frustrated.

　　 "That guy is really welcome." Ron said with some envy, looking at the direction of Hufflepuff College, the little wizards who jumped up and down to applaud enthusiastically.

　　 On the gilded stage, Diggory was standing next to Felix. Felix discovered that he was only half a head shorter than himself, almost five feet six inches tall.

　　 "Digory, you haven't learned the Disarming Curse before, have you?"

　　 "No, Professor Haipu."

　　 "Tell me, how did you master this spell?" Felix asked encouragingly.

　　 "Professor, every few minutes of practice, I will look for my own problems against the precautions on the parchment paper. The spell-casting mentality mentioned above helps me a lot."

　　 "Is it about confidence?" Felix asked.

　　 "No, it's the phrase ‘for the purpose of disarming, not for the purpose of harm’." Cedric said.

　　 Felix knows, "The correct understanding of spells is very important for us to practice spells. At least in the early stages of learning magic, we must mobilize abundant emotional power."

　　 For the rest of the time, Felix and Snape were busy, but until five minutes before the end of the course, only seven little wizards had learned the disarming spell.

　　 The little wizards below the fourth grade will not talk about it. After all, they still have various shortcomings, and it is difficult to make a leap forward in just two hours. But those little wizards who are about to graduate in grades six and seven are also very average.

　　 Most of them are nothing more than clusters of red sparks from the tip of the wand.

　　 And even some excellent junior wizards can do this.

Felix secretly wrote down a string of names: the twins, Qiu Zhang, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Alia Spinnett, Draco Malfoy, Eddie Camille, Anthony Goldstein, Padma Pettil, Hannah Abbott.

　　 Although these people are little wizards in the second to fourth grades, they have shown extraordinary magic talents and are outstanding in different academies.

　　 In the last five minutes, Felix pressed the pause button to gather the little wizards again.

　　 He waved his magic wand to restore the ceiling of the auditorium to its original shape, and the milky white light also turned into dots. Many little wizards suddenly felt that they seemed to have experienced a real dream.

　　 "At the end of the duel course, I need to remind you—" Felix glanced over, seeming to see each of them.

　　 "The time in class is always limited. You must devote more energy to practicing the spell. Don't complain about your lack of effort when you are in danger."

　　 Felix waved his magic wand and flew out hundreds of documents again from the suitcase in the corner. Each document was glued together by four pieces of parchment.

　　 Harry opened the material in front of him, and it was written with dense handwriting. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

"—This is the detailed information of the'Disarming Curse', including various casting techniques and decomposition goals. You can compare the above items one by one after the class. If you encounter a part that is really difficult to understand, you can seek a professor or senior senior s help."

　　 "There are also some tables here, which are very reference for you to judge your own spell level. I need you to give it to me before the next class." Felix blinked and said the key content he cared about.

　　 With Felix’s personality, while teaching, of course, he also needs to collect some research data.

　　 Certain data—such as how a ‘a certain’ little wizard learned the disarming spell, is actually not important because it is not representative. But when the number of little wizards has expanded to a hundred or a thousand times, and there are enough samples, the information that the data can feed back is very exciting for him.

　　 "Professor, do those who have learned the disarming spell still need to complete this?" a seventh-grade wizard said reluctantly.

　　 "Learn?" Felix made a puzzled expression.

　　 "Yes, I have learned the disarming spell, you see-except your weapon!" He waved his wand, and a slender red light flew from the tip of the wand.

　　 Felix and the little wizards watched the red light fly over a distance of more than ten meters, slowly disappearing into the air.

　　 The wizard looked at him triumphantly.

　　 Felix pondered for two seconds. Now that the course is over, it’s okay for him to hit the students appropriately, right?

　　 So he raised his head and said calmly: "I originally wanted to move this part of the content to the next class, but now that I have this opportunity—"

　　 He shook his arm violently, and his wand pierced forward like a sharp sword. A spell with the thickness of a wrist shot out, spanning half of the auditorium, and hitting the castle wall straight.