From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

"Remember the spell before? Mr. Weasley?" Avi asked with a polite and indifferent tone.

"Remember ..." The Weasley who opened the first opened was pushed by his brother, and the latter supplemented him with polite words. "Let's remember, Professor Victor."

"Repeat it?" Avi didn't doubt this, "Except your weapon" is not a mouthful sentence.

"Ex ... Expellilmus (except your weapon)." The two brothers swallowed and said in unison.

"Smart." Ivey beckoned to them. "Let's come up and let everyone see if your cleverness and eager learning attitude can help you successfully release the spell."

The two brothers swallowed, and climbed up to the long platform in the center of the classroom, and went to both ends to stand.

"Of course, the goal of practicing spells is of course good, which is why I ask you to class in a class. Pay attention to my gestures and the angle of wands waving. For beginners, this is necessary. Especially Mr. Weasley. Before the official start, Avi explained and demonstrated other components of the disarm.

It was the content on the standard textbook. Ivey believed that they were mainly used to help the little wizards enhanced their psychological hints. After all, the wizard's magic mainly relied on faith and emotional promotion. Of course, a learning process can help the little wizard to enhance self -confidence. But for real magic masters, spells and wands are unnecessary.

After the Wesley Gemini expressed her preparation, Avi turned to leave Changtai from the side and step by step.

When the students who watched were exclaimed, when they wanted to reach out to pick him up, they saw that Avi stood in the air.

Whether it is Slytherin's little snake or Gryffindor's little lion, he holds his breath and stares, for fear that Avi will fall off the air.

Elia Stinnett is a bold and curious girl. She even stretched out her hand to find out under Avi's deer thots: "... Only the air ... Professor Victor, what did you do? "

"I think, the two Mr. Weasley, who wants to demonstrate the magic mantra, should be your focus." Avi no longer cares about the little wizard, turned to face the brothers of the Wesley brothers who looked somewhat nervous. "When I count to three, you will launch a mantra to each other, do you understand?"

"We understand." Both raised their wands, and one of them touched their chests unnaturally.

Looking at the Wusley Gemini raised a wand, Avi suddenly had some doubts: "What are you stuffing into your chest?"

"It's just a sugar, a professor." The guy who didn't know whether George or Fred looked calm, but the suspicion in Avi's heart was even stronger.

"Take it." Avi ordered.

Wesley, who was doing a small move, hesitated, and finally took a round, red and red ball from his chest pocket, looking like a fruit hard sugar.

Avi Shi showed a mage's hand and picked up that ball from him.

As a 0 -ring trick, the palm created by the master of the mage should be like a pale blue palm like a ghost, but under the blessing of Avi Nian Dynamics, it can also be completely invisible.

Therefore, in the opinion of the students, the small ball in Weasley's hands floated out of thin air. Compared to Avi, who was standing in the air, this silent floating curse was easier to accept.

Avi fucking the Master's hand gently, the red ball exploded immediately, splashing a lot of red liquid spilled on the ground below, and it looked like blood flowing to the ground.

Everyone understands that this is a prank props, which is used to pseudo the effect of injury and bleeding.

"What do you explain to this? Mr. Weasley?" Avi asked softly.

"Believe me, Professor Victor. This is just an accident ..." The expression on the two faces could not find a second adjective except for sincerity.

"Gryffindor deducts 10 points." However, Avi did not eat this set.

"Professor?" A certain Wesley screamed Cou Dao, and his eyes stared loudly. It was justified for innocent. "We are really just wrong!"

"Maybe I should let Gryffindor deduct 10 points again?" Avi was unmoved.

"Okay, George! Let's start practicing magic!" Another Weasley decided to return to the classroom, and his innocent brothers followed closely.

"The small ball is flying." For the sake of insurance, Ai Wei read a flying curse. What surprised him was that only the Vesley brothers were equipped with that kind of red ball, almost every Gryffindor boy There are.

It seems that not only did they have the practice link in the Dark Magic Defense Course, but even inquired that Avi likes to let them cooperate with the students in Slytherin.

Avi threw all the red balls on the ground and said gloomy: "Gryffindor deducted 10 points."

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"Your face does not look very good, is it smooth in the class? Professor Victor?" Professor McGonag from the teaching worker's long table looked at Avi Tieqing's face and couldn't help asking.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"I can guarantee that Professor Snape, who has never said to Avi, who has never said with the image of Avi, maybe because of the title of Professor Professor of Black Magic Defense. Desire, his voice does not sound very friendly. "Let a group of students with empty heads practicing in the classroom? Are you looking at yourself, Professor Victor."

"I think I understand this now." Ivy rubbed his temple.

Although he thought that the students would cause some trouble, he didn't expect that the first-year students with the weakest spell foundation would be more destructive.

A Gryffindor first-year student named Seamus Finnigan even blew down a wall when practicing the "Repel Spell". Ivy had no idea how he did it.

If Ivy hadn't just asked them to review the spells they had learned before, maybe some unlucky little wizard would have to lie in the school hospital.

"By the way, Professor McGonagall, Gryffindor lost 20 points this afternoon." Ivy put a steak on his plate and said to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall frowned and asked, "What's going on? Ah... it must be the Weasley twins. You have a third-year class this afternoon. Tell me, what kind of prank did they play?"

"They hid a small ball that splashed bright red liquid in their chests." Ivy explained, "and I was planning to let them practice against each other."

"I wish you had stopped them." Professor McGonagall's eyebrows were tightly knitted, and even the delicious apple pie couldn't relax her a bit.

"Fortunately, I stopped them." Ivy shook her head and stopped talking about this topic.