Ch 776-780

On Wednesday afternoon, in the divination class, Professor Trelawney was holding a "Guide to Dream Interpretation", which explained three ways of interpreting dreams in a nagging tone.

The students sitting around were drowsy, and even Ivan became a little impatient.

His divination has reached two levels and he hasn't moved again. I don't know if Trelawney's course is too watery, or he really doesn't have the talent in this area.

"Below everyone is divided into two groups. With the help of "Dream Interpretation Guide", explain to each other the scenes that each other has seen in dreams recently..."

Trelawney closed the book and set out today's class tasks. At this moment, a harsh door opened suddenly came over, interrupting Trelawney's words.

Ivan turned his head strangely and looked over, and saw Umbridge emerge from the trapdoor on the floor.

"Good afternoon, Professor Trelawney." Umbridge closed the trap door and looked at Trelawney, with a sweet and greasy smile on his face. "I believe you must have received my notice, right? It says to check the time and date of your class."

Professor Trelawney nodded sullenly, looking very unhappy, and then without looking at her, he continued to guide the students on the specific steps of dream interpretation.

Umbridge didn't care about Trelawney's indifferent attitude. He grabbed the chair closest to her, pulled it aside and sat down, writing and drawing on the clipboard from time to time.

When Trelawney sat down to rest, the Wizard of Umri, who had been silent, suddenly asked.

"How long have you been in this position? Professor Trelawney?"

"Almost sixteen years." Trelawney replied unhappily.

"Sixteen years? Time is not short..." Umbridge said as he wrote a few notes on the clipboard, "So, Principal Dumbledore hired you?"

"Yes!" Professor Trelawney said simply and neatly

Professor Umbridge wrote a few more pens on the clipboard before looking up again. "As far as I know, you are the great-great-granddaughter of the famous prophet Cassandra Trelawney?"

"Yes." Professor Trelawney raised his head and said proudly.

"But I remember that none of the descendants of Kassandra Trelawney had inherited her prophetic talent... and do you think you will be the only exception?" Umbridge looked at him questioningly. Lilawney.

"Because this kind of talent is usually separated from generation to generation, um...I mean it is inherited in three generations." Professor Trelawney's face was a little more unnatural.

The corner of Umbridge's mouth smiled even more, and he slapped the clipboard in his hand and said. "Next, I hope you can make a prediction for me, which will be related to your teacher rating."

Listening to the conversation between the two, the little wizards in the classroom put down their books one after another and looked curiously over there.

Trelawney stared at Umbridge very angrily, and after a while he said angrily. "I can't predict it to you, the Third Eye will not be ordered to watch!"

"Well, I think I probably understand what you mean!" Umbridge shook his head disappointedly, picked up the writing board and was about to leave.

Behind him, Trelawney's gloomy voice suddenly rang.

"If I were you, I would leave this school immediately!"

Umbridge stopped, and turned his head in surprise.

At this time, Trelawney had changed his appearance, leaning down on the chair and twitching slightly. The whole person looked very strange, and he spoke in a low voice.

"I'm on you...feeling darkness...scars and pain...you are going to be unlucky, Umbridge!"

"This is a curse...This is a curse!" Trelawney's eyes widened, her mouth screamed sternly, and the broken high pitch made the little wizards nearby couldn't help covering their ears.

Umbridge was also taken aback, unconsciously stepped back two steps, then his whole face flushed, and shouted angrily. "Trillaney? Did you curse me just now?"

Trelawney's face was very pale, with a look of excessive energy consumption, she gasped, looking at Umbridge with a little more fear in her eyes, but she still said affirmatively. "That's a prophecy... the prophecy you want!"

"Prophecy? But I heard many students mentioned that you like to scare freshmen at the beginning of school, saying that they will die this year, right?" Umbridge stared at Trelawney and asked.

However, Trelawney was stubborn and insisted that this was the future she saw, and the annoyed Umbridge had to throw his sleeves away angrily.

"Oh my God, it's the first time I know Professor Trelawney is so brave!" Ron looked at the angry Umbridge's leaving back, then looked at Trelawney's thin figure, admiring him very much. Said.

These days, Umbridge has reviewed six teaching professors, and Professor Trelawney is the most rigid of all!

"I'm afraid it's not just bravery. Have you forgotten the predictions made by Professor Trelawney a few years ago? Many have been realized, maybe this is also a true prediction!" Hermione said very seriously.

After her observation, although Trelawney in a normal state often said some nonsense, when something abnormal happened, what he said must be true!

"Wouldn't it be better, so Umbridge will soon be out of luck!" Ron said gleefully.

"So far, no Defence Against the Dark Arts professor has been able to stay for a year in peace." Harry also nodded, and for the first time he was thankful for Voldemort's curse.

Ivan did not participate in the discussion of the three. For him, Umbridge was just a small role. If he could not play a role, he would have been kicked out a long time ago.

The only thing Ivan was curious about was whether Trelawney's prediction could be changed.

He has not forgotten that in the prophecy fifteen years ago, it was clearly mentioned that Harry and Voldemort, who were mortal enemies, would only die in the hands of each other.

If he destroyed all the Horcruxes and killed Voldemort in a duel, wouldn't it mean that the prophecy was shattered?

Ivan thought about this possibility in his mind, but she didn't hear Hermione's shouting.

The helpless little witch had to stretch out Raifan's sleeve.

"What's the matter? Hermione?" Ivan then recovered and asked.

"I mean, we've wasted more than a month, and we can't wait any longer!" Hermione vowed. "Mysteries and Death Eaters may launch attacks at any time. If the Ministry of Magic is determined not to let us take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, then we should learn the magic that can protect ourselves!"

"Are you planning to establish a student association?" Ivan looked at Hermione in surprise and asked.

"It's a study group to be precise!" Hermione corrected. "I asked before, many people are willing to participate, and now only one qualified person is responsible for teaching us!"

"So, you want me to be a professor?" Of course Ivan could understand Hermione's subtext and smiled.

"Yes! You defeated Quirrell who was controlled by a mysterious person in the first grade. Last year you subdued a huge fire dragon alone. You did a lot of things that even a professor couldn't do. There is no more suitable candidate than you... …" the little witch talked endlessly.

When she formed the study group before, many people were willing to join in because of Ivan's reputation.

Having said this, Hermione took a deep breath and looked at Ivan with her brown eyes. "If someone can really defeat Voldemort, then I believe that person must be you, Ivan!"

Ivan was not affected by the little witch's flattering words, and became swollen. Instead, he looked at Harry with an embarrassment on the side. According to the prophecy, this was the savior who defeated Voldemort.

"Oh, sorry, Harry..." Hermione keenly noticed Ivan's gaze, and then realized that Harry was still here, and said apologetically.

"No, you just told the truth, Hermione!" Harry waved his hand, saying that he didn't care, he never thought he was special.

The last time I was able to stand in a stalemate with Voldemort in the cemetery for so long, until Ivan and Sirius were rescued, it was entirely because of the subtle connection between the two magic wands.

Or maybe it's just that his luck is better.

But luck clearly couldn't defeat Voldemort, so Harry agreed with Hermione's statement.

"It's okay to let me be a professor, but I'm very busy lately and I need some information. I may not have much time to come. The study group meeting is best once a week. It's better to set the time to Sunday morning." Ivan Hesitatingly said.

Now that the decision was made, Ivan began to cheer up a bit and began to seriously discuss the specific format of the rally with Hermione and others.

He plans to become like a second-year duel club, focusing on actual combat teaching, and setting up some small prizes to mobilize everyone's interest!

As for the free time on weekdays, the students can be divided into groups of three to four people to practice magic freely, and there is a duel once a week for spurring. If you don't want to lose face, everyone should spend some time to practice magic in private... …

"Is it similar to a duel club? That's a good idea!" After hearing Ivan's thoughts, Hermione suddenly felt his eyes shine.

The duel club held by Lockhart was very lively when the students from the whole school came. Even if Lockhart's level was too low and often guided blindly, they also learned a lot of dueling skills.

However, there are many people who join the study group. If you want to set up a duel venue, you need a large enough space. Normal empty classrooms are not that big...

"We can go to the Screaming Shack!" Ivan suggested without thinking, this is the only suitable place.

After all, the responsive house is his own place, and accidents are inevitable. It is better not to let outsiders in this period of time.

Harry and Hermione thought for a while, and they nodded in agreement because they thought the place was quite secret.

At this moment, Ron said suddenly. "So many of us disappeared together, what if Umbridge finds out something is wrong?"

Ivan looked at Ron incomprehensibly. On the day off, it's normal for the school to lose dozens of people? If Umbridge asked, they could have said they had gone to Hogsmeade Village.

However, beyond his expectation, Harry and Hermione actually started to discuss ways to deal with Umbridge.

Seeing several people discussing a perfect plan for a long while, Ivan shook his head and said casually. "Isn't it enough to let her pause for a few days?"

How to stop? Harry, Ron, and Hermione were puzzled.

Umbridge would not listen to them.

Ivan kept his mouth shut, and sold it off, with no intention of answering at all.

It wasn't until three days later that the news finally came. Umbridge accidentally slapped his foot on the way downstairs and rolled down the stairs all the way, with a bruised nose and swollen face. Now he is sent to the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injury .

Many students suspected that Trelawney had secretly cursed her, and the "curse" prophecy went crazy in the school...

"You did it, right, Ivan? You are amazing!" Harry understood the moment he heard the news, and asked excitedly.

Ivan just smiled, tacitly acquiescing.

"If you want me to say, you're still too light to strike, it's okay to throw her to death!" Ron mumbled, Umbridge disgusted him these days.

Yesterday when they attended the Defense Against the Dark Arts class because they hadn't copied the school rules fifty times, they were put in confinement by Umbridge. They were forced to hold an inkless quill and write a hundred times "Observe School rules and disciplines".

I don't know what kind of curse Umbridge cast on that quill pen, and the traces drawn on the parchment will be faithfully engraved on the back of their hands, like a needle prick.

If Ivan had not figured out a way to dispel the magic for them, I am afraid they would still not be able to get rid of the mark of shame.

It is very rare that Hermione did not comment on Ron's radical remarks, and even actively suggested that the two could use the [Automatic Pen] developed by George and Fred to complete the tasks assigned by Umbridge.

"Are you really Hermione?" Harry looked at the little witch in shock.

Ron also looked like he had seen a ghost, almost suspecting Hermione was the one who used the compound decoction. The real Hermione would not allow them to use cheating methods to complete their homework.

"Umbridge is an exception. We can't waste too much time on such useless things as copying school rules!" Hermione vowed to say that she was not so unreasonable.

But these remarks are obviously not convincing~www.mtlnovel.com~ because she wrote the rules manually for the fifty times.

"By the way, Ivan, when did you finish copying the school rules?" Ron asked curiously. He thought that Ivan would definitely not compromise with the demon Umbridge.

Ivan didn't mean to conceal it. He immediately explained that he was in class only when he remembered it, and then reproduced it temporarily with magic.

"I wanted to help you, but I didn't panic at all when I saw you and Ron. I thought you had already thought of how to deal with Umbridge..." Ivan shrugged, he didn't think of either of them either. The surface is calm and relaxed, but in fact there is no preparation at all.

Harry and Ron glanced at each other, depressed.

Obviously, when we were chatting in the auditorium some time ago, everyone agreed to fight to the death!

Seamus even swore to them that he would jump downstairs if he copied the school rules!

It turned out that when they were actually waiting for the class, they were surprised to find that everyone had secretly copied it. Only the two of them were unlucky enough to believe it, and they were caught by Umbridge...

While chatting and spitting out, Yifan and the others had already walked under the beating willow tree, and together went to the screaming hut through the underpass.

Before I entered the door, all kinds of noisy voices came over. After Ivan pushed the door and entered, I was surprised to find that there were as many as one or two hundred little wizards coming to class!

Judging from the school uniforms that everyone wore, most of the little wizards from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff arrived, and some students from Ravenclaw and Slytherin also came.

Ivan could guess that the entire castle must be half empty now, no wonder Ron felt that Umbridge could find something wrong, after all, her eyes were not blind.

The noise from the door quickly attracted the little wizard's attention, and more than a hundred pairs of eyes glanced over.

It is the prefects of the various colleges and universities who are in the forefront of maintaining order.

Hannah Abbott, Ernie McMillan, Anthony Golds, Padma Petir, and even Slytherin's prefect Pansy Parkinson were there.

Together with Hermione and Ron, it can be said that all the prefects of Hogwarts have arrived except Malfoy!

Being stared at by this large group of people, Ivan was the first and two big people. He originally thought that he was here to guide a study group, at most 20 or 30 people...

Thinking of this, Ivan looked at Hermione with a weird look.

The little witch looked at the lively screaming shack, too. She had only invited some trusted friends before and discussed with the prefects.

Although Hannah Abbot had promised her that they would bring some people who wanted to learn defense skills, Hermione did not expect that there would be so many so-called "some people".

"Your Excellency Hals..." Ernie McMillan in the front row greeted him for the first time and said respectfully.

Hannah Abbott and Pansy Parkinson also yelled at the side, looking at Ivan with a mixture of flattery and awkwardness.

In fact, during the summer vacation this year, they were told by their family members to obey all the instructions of Ivan Hals in school and try their best to get closer to each other.

How close can it be!

In the beginning, Hannah Abbott and the others were naturally reluctant. No one is the little princess in the family these days, not to mention that their family background is good, and it's good if they don't need anyone to please. How could they take the initiative to go? To please others.

But after they figured out the reasons for this, all of them were dumbfounded. They couldn't believe that their parents and their family had actually taken refuge in Ivan Hals, who was alumnus of their same age!

And this classmate who can meet from time to time actually beat the famous mysterious person frontally not long ago...

The huge impact of the two pieces of news made Hannah Abbott and Pansy Parkinson feel a little absurd, and even suspected that their parents had hysteria or been deceived from time to time.

It's a pity that the family gave them death orders, and Ivan Hals' orders must be obeyed in school!

Compared with the two, Ernie McMillan knew more, because his father used the pen to let him personally witness what happened that night. Under the witness of hundreds of wizards, the scene of Ivan Hals slapped flying the mysterious man was deeply imprinted in his mind.

So when I heard Hermione talk about setting up a study group and letting Ivan Hals be the professor, Ernie McMillan took a lot of attention and took a lot of effort to remove most of Hufflepuff's The little wizards were brought here.

Ernie McMillan's respectful attitude towards Ivan made the little wizards present very curious.

But Ivan didn't want to show the past, so he waved his hand and said. "Relax, you don't have to be too outside, just call my name in school."

Hearing what Ivan said, Hannah and Pansy breathed a sigh of relief. They were also student prefects at Hogwarts anyway, and it was too embarrassing to behave like a small follower in front of so many people.

Ernie McMillan still looked respectful. He had seen Ivan's "true face" in his memory, so he still behaved very cautiously, and he didn't dare to be negligent at all.

"Pansy, why are you here? I didn't invite you to come..." Hermione had already passed from her surprise, looking at Pansy Parkinson with a hostile look, and questioned.

She had never notified the students of Slytherin about the study group, and she didn't even want to invite them.

After all, there is a deep conflict between the two colleges, and they can't trust each other.

"I don't need your invitation, Granger, and you are not responsible for teaching us!" Pansy Parkinson frowned and responded tit-for-tat.

The faces of the Slytherin students behind them also showed dissatisfaction. Many of them were forcibly pulled by Pansy Parkinson, and now hearing Hermione say this, they can't wait to turn their heads and leave immediately.

Hermione still insisted on her own opinion, thinking that Pansy and others must have some conspiracy here. She wanted to figure out the purpose of their gathering, and then told Umbridge!

The two soon quarreled in the screaming shed, and the little wizards of Slytherin and Gryffindor also drew out their wands, faintly showing a confrontation.

"I believe that everyone here is not malicious, Hermione!" Ivan interrupted the argument between Hermione and Pansy very seriously.

"But they..." Hermione opened her mouth and wanted to reply.

"No but..." Ivan interrupted Hermione's words again ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then increased the pitch a little bit, and continued to speak. "Don't forget, we are now facing the deterrence brought by mysterious people, everyone should unite, there is no academy here!"

Ivan's words made Hermione think about the sorting hat's warning at the beginning of school, and she nodded, putting away her hostility towards Pansy Parkinson.

The original tense atmosphere in the screaming hut was also eased by Ivan's words.

Only Ernie McMillan and others looked at Ivan with weird gazes. If you are not mistaken, hasn't the mysterious man been defeated by you?

Ivan didn't pay attention to the doubts that arose in the hearts of several people, but turned to look at the more than one hundred wizards and spoke.

"Welcome everyone to join the Defense Against the Dark Arts Association I founded!"

"Because of the rush of time, your prefect may not have mentioned the significance of the existence of this association to you, so I will repeat it briefly-I have only one purpose in creating this association... That is to take back the original from the Ministry of Magic. It belongs to us to cast spells!"

Regain casting power from the Ministry of Magic?

The little wizards present were very puzzled, and didn't quite understand what Ivan meant.

Hermione understood a bit, and reluctantly translated Ivan's words. "You mean to say that the Ministry of Magic told Umbridge to ban us from learning protective magic, so we have to learn it ourselves?"

"The same can be said..." Ivan nodded, did not refute, but continued to speak with hundreds of eyes.

"I hope you haven't forgotten Umbridge's speech at the opening banquet.

On behalf of the Ministry of Magic, she told us that the British magical world is very peaceful now. There is no dispute or chaos here. Every one of us can put down our wand and stay in the safe Hogwarts to learn magic with peace of mind..."

"But I think you should all know that this is a complete lie!" Ivan scanned the audience, his eyes became very sharp, and silently added a loud voice curse to his own.

"Think about it, everyone! Quirrell four years ago, Lockhart three years ago, the Dementor and Peter Pettigrew two years ago, and the riots that took place on the Goblet of Fire a few months ago. !"

"These are what you and I have personally experienced. It can be seen that the Ministry of Magic is lying, the danger has never been far away, and the magical world is not safe!"

"And what did Minister of Magic Fudge and his Auror men do when we were in danger and helpless?"

"They didn't provide us with any effective help!" Ivan said affirmatively. "Let's not fulfill the promises they had made!"

"The Ministry of Magic has only let us down time and time again, indulging the dementors in Hogwarts, making a mess of everything, and even mistakenly treating the magical heroes as criminals in Azkaban for ten Three years!"

Having said this, Ivan's face had a somewhat sarcasm, and he said word by word. "The best thing the Ministry of Magic is good at is to issue a safety statement after the event, suppress all those who are willing to tell the truth, and try to deceive our parents. All danger is an accident..."

"But the Ministry of Magic, which is full of lies, is still arrogantly ordering us to let each of us give up learning those magic that can protect ourselves, and spend our time and energy with those boring and meaningless courses..."

"They are afraid! Fear that we can see through their lies and know the truth, and even more afraid that we can get rid of them and have the power to protect ourselves..."

Ivan's loud voice reverberated in the screaming hut, and the rhythmic words quickly aroused the angry emotions of the little wizards, and made everyone recall the dangers experienced in this castle. .

The fear that the Dementors brought to them two years ago is even more unforgettable for many people today!

At the same time, they will not forget that when those disgusting monsters fly down from the sky and want to hurt them, it is not the Auror of the Ministry of Magic that stands in front of everyone, but the hero of Hogwarts, the great dragon knight. Ivan Hals!

Seeing that the time was right and the little wizards present had accepted their ideas, Ivan stretched out his finger to the door of the screaming hut, and said.

"If there are still some of you who are willing to believe the Ministry of Magic's rhetoric and hope that the Auror will be there in time when you are in danger, then you can leave now, and I will never stop it!"

"But... if you make up your mind to take up your wand to protect yourself and protect your cherished family and friends, then I will solemnly welcome you to join the Defense Against the Dark Arts Society!"

As soon as Ivan's voice fell, Luna stood up for a moment and said briskly. "I believe you, Hals, and the Ministry of Magic are all liars! My dad said they are more annoying than harassing the horsefly..."

"Yes! The Ministry of Magic has no right to stop us from learning protective magic, we must regain our right to cast spells!" Ernie McMillan also hurriedly responded, expressing his firm support for Ivan's ideas.

After the two made their voices heard, more and more little wizards raised their hands and announced that they would join the Defence Against the Dark Arts Association. In the end, even the Slytherin students joined together, and no one left!

"I'm very happy to have your trust!" Ivan said with a smile looking at the energetic little wizards. "Next time you come here again, I will reveal everything that the Ministry of Magic has concealed for you!"

Ivan's words aroused everyone's curiosity. Is there anything else the Ministry of Magic can't see people hiding from them?

However, after Ivan raised their curiosity, he did not give an answer. He changed his voice and began to arrange today's learning task. The 168 little wizards present were divided into groups according to their grades and colleges. Each prefect is responsible for management.

"Are we training right here?" After Ivan had divided the team, someone suddenly yelled from the crowd.

Ivan glanced towards that side and found that it was Colin who was one term younger than him, but apart from him, the other little wizards also had more or less opinions on this practice venue.

After all, the screaming shed has been abandoned for a long time. It is dirty and chaotic. There is dust everywhere. Even the air is filled with a scent of decay. Apart from being open, it doesn't look like a practice field at all...

Ivan naturally understood this, and asked with a smile. "What facilities do you think a qualified training field needs? Colin?"

"En... some combat dummies?" Colin thought for a while, and said uncertainly.

"Very good, battle dummy!" Ivan nodded, and then waved his wand to point to the corner of the screaming hut. The tables, chairs and benches piled there that were almost moldy and rotten all floated from the ground, constantly twisting and deforming in mid-air. In just a few seconds, hundreds of dummies stood up.

Not only that, there are two wheels at the bottom of these battle dummies, and their positions are constantly changing under the drive of magic. They are not rigid targets, but magic dummies that can run, jump and counterattack!

Colin and the others who watched such a wide range of Transfiguration were stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

"Does anyone have any requests?" Ivan put down his wand, looked at the crowd, and asked.

The students present had their eyes shining, and they realized that Ivan was going to use metamorphosis to transform a practice field suitable for them, and even if the discussion started up~www.mtlnovel.com~ we still need to be able to sit down and rest. In places, the dust on the ground should also be cleaned up! "

"The windows need to be repaired, or the wind will leak in..."

"There are bookshelves and cabinets..."

"How about some more decorations there?"

...

Ivan listened to everyone's suggestions and waved his magic wand one by one.

Under the effect of the transformation magic, the wooden boards on the ground were replaced with bright, neat stone bricks, the damaged walls were refurbished, the collapsed bookshelves were also lifted up and refurbished, and even the broken bricks and shredded tiles were collected into One by one exquisite decorations.

However, Ivan didn't do everything by himself. After solving most of the set, he took this opportunity to explain the essentials of Transfiguration, and assigned the remaining work to the little wizards in the upper grades.

An hour later, the dilapidated screaming shack was completely renewed...

A spacious and neat practice room just appeared in front of everyone.

The students present were very excited, and many of them looked at the surrounding scenery with pride, because they also contributed their efforts!

Ivan waved his magic wand to arrange a bookshelf neatly, and then spoke.

"From now on, this will be our training base. You can come here to practice magic on the morning of the weekly rest day."

"As for now..." Ivan looked at the small witches and witches in the crowd and continued. "Students under the third grade go to the right, where the practice dummies are your opponents... The ten people who destroy the most dummies will get an extra reward before they leave!"

Following Ivan's words, everyone looked to the right side one after another. Hundreds of practice dummies were erected there, wandering horizontally for a moment.

Because these practice dummies are made of wood, they don't seem to be a threat, so even the first or two-year-old wizards didn't take them to heart. They were gearing up one by one. Some people even felt that the number of practice dummies was too small. Not enough points at all.

In this regard, Ivan just smiled and didn't reply. The practice dummies activated by him are not easy to deal with. It is good not to be beaten and cry because of these little ghosts who have not experienced any fighting.

"Pansy, Ron, Anthony, and Hannah, you guys are responsible for guiding them!" Ivan turned his head to look at the prefects, and said.

Ron and the others nodded and greeted the lower grade students to beat the fakes.

After setting up these little devil heads, Ivan then put his mind on the remaining senior students, and directed the two of them as a team and began to practice against each other.

In a short while, the screaming hut became very lively, various spells were flying in mid-air, and Ivan was walking on the field. In addition to healing the wounded by using healing magic, he also spoke out from time to time for guidance. .

"Raise your hand, Seamus! Pay attention to the wand's trembling law... Now, use the petrified spell!"

"Don't just use obstacle spells to resist, most of the time avoiding is the best choice..."

"Ernie, I need to remind you that using blasting spells in practice is against the rules, and you still can't control the power of magic."

...

After wandering around in the screaming hut, Ivan was very disappointed to find that the magic level of the more than one hundred students was much weaker than he thought.

Only a few people can master the Iron Armor Curse, and some graduates are not even proficient in the Disarming Curse.

This year's students can't do it!

Ivan shook his head. He was also a student. Snape was able to create his own spell when he was in the fifth grade. Sirius and the others also taught themselves the difficult transformation magic Animagus.

Needless to say, Tom Riddle made Horcrux before he graduated, and fused his blood. The average professor may not be his opponent.

Having seen these outstanding people, and then looking at the students in front of them who hadn't even mastered the basic magic, Ivan had to sigh with emotion.

Of course, the main reason for this phenomenon is the long-term peace and the unreliable Defence Against the Dark Arts class professors in recent years.

The morning passed by, and when the meal was near, Yifan asked the students who had been practicing intensively for two hours to take a break.

Immediately afterwards, Ivan waved his magic wand to form a few long tables, and ordered Dobby to contact the elves in the castle to bring some food, so that he would not have to return to the castle and waste precious time.

After a brief lunch, Ivan greeted the rested little wizards to gather and explain to them the precautions in the battle. On a whim, he turned his head to look at the prefects and asked Hermione and others to come up and talk to each other. Make a demonstration by yourself.

"Seven of us together?" Anthony Golds asked hesitantly.

"Of course!" Ivan nodded.

Thinking that Ivan just showed the level of transfiguration and his performance in the Top Three Cup last year, Anthony Goddes finally closed his mouth or took out his wand.

Hermione and the others, who had a rough estimate of Ivan's strength, took out their wands and stood on the opposite side without saying a word.

The other little wizards stepped back one after another, leaving a vast space, preparing to watch the battle enthusiastically.

Ivan, who didn't feel safe, raised his hand and waved his wand to release a few protective magics to prevent anyone from being accidentally injured.

"Although this battle is just a practice, you can play as much as you like without any restrictions, and you don't need to worry about hurting me!"

Listening to Ivan's words, several prefects frowned involuntarily, and Anthony even felt that Ivan was too much. They were the prefects, one of the best wizards of the year!

"Expelliarmus! (Except for your weapon Anthony deliberately let Ivan know his own strength, when even waving his wand~www.mtlnovel.com~ shouted loudly.

Hermione and the others did not dare to neglect to raise their hands and cast spells together.

"Stupefy! (fainted

"Reducto! (Bone to pieces

...

The curse beams flew out in a cone, and a moment of effort appeared in front of Ivan's eyes.

However, such a small scene is not even a warm-up for Ivan. He just lifted his wand gently, and a magic barrier automatically appeared around him, resisting all the magic that attacked him.

While cracking the magic of several people casually, Ivan did not forget to point out how they should cooperate effectively to defeat him.

"Be careful, don't fight alone, join forces to cast spells. Only by attacking the same place in a short period of time can it break my barrier curse!"

"Remember to change positions at all times, Ron, don't always stand in the same place to cast spells, this is a big taboo in battle!"

Under Ivan's constant command, Hermione, who had been fighting on their own, gradually had some tacit understanding, and their cooperation became better and better.

But they soon found desperately that no matter how perfect they played, Ivan would always be able to crack it easily. After five minutes, they could hardly even force Ivan to move.

The whole battle ended soon after Ivan turned from defense to offense. Looking at the prefects who were knocked down one by one, like a **** fighting, Ivan shook his head amusedly. He already kept his hands as much as possible. Otherwise, the battle will be over in a few seconds.

"I dare you to say that even a professor is not as good as you, Hals!" Anthony got up from the ground, breathing heavily, looking at Ivan's eyes full of admiration and incredible color, the point that rose in his heart Dissatisfaction has also been wiped out in the previous match.