Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

In fact, Shaw was also shocked just now. After all, it was the first time to use the 5th level disarming spell, and the power was not controlled well.

After hearing Hermione's question, Shaw said after a moment of hesitation.

"The magic world has never had the practice of distinguishing the levels of spells. At most, it is just an evaluation of proficiency. Today, I will tell you my views on the levels of spells."

The little wizard was instantly interested when he heard Shaw's words.

The magic world does not have a clear division of spell levels, mainly because it is too troublesome.

There are so many different kinds of spells, the magic world is too lazy, and the academic atmosphere is not very strong.

Although there are academic journals like "Transfiguration Today", not many people really buy them to read, and the symbolic meaning is greater.

Shaw saw that these little wizards were finally interested, and smiled and continued to explain.

"Take the Disarming Charm as an example. The first level Disarming Charm is the initial mastery, and it can be used sometimes and sometimes not."

"The second level Disarming Charm is considered to be officially mastered. Um, Harry, you come and demonstrate it."

"Ah, okay, okay."

Harry didn't expect to be called. He looked around and saw Draco's face full of jealousy and loss, and his hair was drooping.

Harry was a little embarrassed, but he was slightly happy in his heart.

He quickly cheered himself up and walked forward a few steps, and confidently cast a spell at another dummy holding a stick in the corner: "Expelliarmus!"

His holly wand immediately emitted a red light as thick as a chopstick.

The small stick in the dummy's hand flew backwards to Harry and was caught by him.

"Harry, the Disarming Charm is used well. You can use this spell as your main attack spell in the future."

Shor, standing with his hands behind his back, gave some instructions.

Harry's Disarmament Spell was more skillful than the last midnight duel, almost reaching the level of a third-level spell.

"For a third-level spell, unless you have a talent for spells, you need to spend a lot of energy to practice and study it. Montague, you come and demonstrate it."

Montague, who was standing at the back of the crowd, was a little confused. He came here with the attitude of slacking off. After hearing that he was going to teach the Disarmament Spell, he became even more lazy.

Unexpectedly, there was still something for him to do, so Montague didn't bother. He came to the front of the crowd, bowed slightly to Shaw, and then took out his wand and chanted a spell on the dummy.

"Expelling your weapons!"

Montague's Disarmament Spell, the red light was obviously much stronger than Harry's, about the thickness of a thumb, and the ordinary small wooden stick hit was almost broken while flying backwards.

Shaw nodded slightly.

"Not bad power, you just stay aside and help me teach others later."

Montague bowed slightly again and stood aside. He couldn't refuse Shaw's order anymore.

Shaw looked at the expectant eyes of the little wizards and smiled.

"For the fourth-level spell, to reach this level, it probably requires the guidance of a master, a lot of effort and some magical talent. This level of spell can already be cast silently and can also affect the trajectory of the spell, like this!"

Shaw did not chant the spell, but directly shook the wand on his fingertips.

The red light, which was thicker than the thumb, not only made an arc, but also smashed the wooden stick into pieces when it shot directly at a dummy, and even the dummy's body was hit with spider-web-like cracks.

The little wizards took a breath again, so powerful! Monta, who had just demonstrated the disarming spell, also had a gleam in his eyes.

"For the fifth-level spell, it can be cast silently and without a wand, and can also slightly shape the spell. If you want to learn it, it is not something that ordinary people can do. This is still far from you, I will just demonstrate it to you first."

After Shaw said this, he put the wand behind his back, stretched out the hand without the wand, and fired at full power!

A wrist-thick rainbow sword flashing with dazzling red light shot out from the fingertips, with a gorgeous red and blue flame tail, drawing an arc and directly blasting a dummy to pieces.

The rainbow sword's power did not decrease, and then hit the thick wall behind the dummy.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two loud noises sounded in succession, and the whole classroom shook, and everyone's jaws almost dropped to the ground.

They looked through the dummy fragments and saw a big hole in the wall, and dense spider web cracks radiated from the hole to the surroundings.

Those senior students, including Monta, Alice and others, had hot eyes. At this moment, they wanted to worship Shaw as their teacher immediately. This was too strong.

Sometimes it's like this. Although Shaw's use of the water prison technique is more spectacular, no one can do it, so there is no horizontal comparison. They only know that Shaw is very strong.

But the disarming spell is a spell that almost everyone in the senior grades can do. Now I know that this spell can be played like this. With such a powerful force, it is naturally very interesting.

The twins hiding in the crowd couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

George: "It seems, maybe, maybe even if we can defend against electricity, we can't do anything to the big devil.? "

Fred: "How about disbanding the Anti-Tyranny Alliance right here? Go and admit your mistake to Shaw?"

As soon as the twins finished their weak words, their beloved brother Ron immediately objected loudly.

"No! Shaw, Shaw must have weaknesses!"

The twins immediately moved away from their silly brother because there were many unfriendly looks from the vicinity.

George: "Ha, we don't know this guy, you can do whatever you want."

Fred: "Yes, yes, yes, I am the dog of Vice Dean Shaw! Absolutely loyal!"

Ron also realized at this time that his voice was too loud just now, but since he was hung up all night, he and Shaw have been irreconcilable, so he really couldn't help it.

Looking at the seven or eight little snakes and three or four little lions gathered together, he pitifully asked his two brothers for help.

"George, Fred, I am your brother! "

After the magic show just now, many young wizards admired Shaw even more.

Ron had angered everyone.

Shor on the stage naturally noticed the abnormality in the crowd and said in a cold voice.

"Enough, now, everyone is divided into seven teams according to age, and the seventh-year students will teach the disarming spell. "

Everyone was shocked, and the crowd surrounding Ron also dispersed, and hurriedly began to look for teams, leaving only Ron with a bruised face and a blank look.

Hermione, who had been in front of the crowd, gritted her teeth and raised her hand while asking.

"Shor, is there a sixth-level spell above the fifth-level spell?"

Her question made all the young wizards stop moving, and they all turned their heads to look at Shaw expectantly.

Shor touched his nose guiltily.

"Of course there is."

This time it was Harry who asked.

"What is it like? Is the power terrifying? "

Shor didn't know how to answer for a moment, he also wanted to know.

But he couldn't weaken the aura of the boss, so how could he continue to pretend to be profound.

Fortunately, at this moment, a fire exploded above his head, and a phoenix emerged from it.

The phoenix circled above Shaw's head, dropped a note, and then disappeared again with a flash of fire.

Very cool.

Shor grabbed the note and glanced at it, his heart sank, the old bee was finally going to treat him to tea.

He still kept a calm face and waved the note to the little wizards.

"The principal is looking for me, I have to leave. As for what you want to see the sixth-level spell, if ten people reach the level of the fourth-level spell, I will not only prepare mysterious gifts for these ten people, but also demonstrate the sixth-level spell to you, otherwise, it will be too much of a blow to you. "

Shor's empty promises did inspire the young wizards to work harder.

He instructed Alice, Montague, Percy, and Hermione to organize the follow-up teaching.

He patted his butt and left.

He sighed in his heart that it felt good to be a hands-off boss.

He went to learn more from Dumbledore, the old senior.