Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Private, secure, and most importantly...all of it. Harry said a little cautiously, and then looked at Aaron, "Do you want to say a few words too?" "

Aaron rolled his eyes, "I'm only in charge of class, not mobilization."

"I think we should have a name before the official class," said Hermione. "It will strengthen the collective spirit, and it will be easier for us to mention it outside."

"What about 'The League Against Umbridge'?" Angelina said.

"Idiot." Draco smiled contemptuously.

"What do you mean, Malfoy?"

"He's just like this, don't mind." Aaron said with some tiredness, "The name is a code name, it's better to keep it secret so that others don't know what we are doing.

To put it bluntly, the more idiotic names we choose, the safer we are. "

"That's right." Draco nodded, "'Anti-Umbridge Alliance', if she hears the name, she might bring someone directly to arrest us."

"Then call the 'Ministry of Idiots' group," Fred suggested.

"This is even worse, you are even more unreliable than the 'Anti-Umbridge League'."

"How about the 'Defense Association'?" Qiu Zhang said.

"Okay." Harry applauded decisively in support.

"What's good?" Aaron gave him a blank look, Cedric is still alive and well, even if you want to take advantage of it, you shouldn't be so impatient!

"'Defense Association' is really good!" Harry said seriously.

"It's so good that it directly tells the essence of our organization, and people will know what we are doing as soon as they hear it."

"Um...Aaron, what I mean is to take the abbreviation of two words." Qiu said a little embarrassedly, "The abbreviation is DA. It only has two letters and no one should be able to understand it."

"This..." Aaron froze for a moment, "If other people agree, I have no objection."

"DA is good." Ginny said, "It can also mean Dumbledore's Army."

"I object." Draco said angrily, "Why should I join this Dumbledore's Army?"

"I almost forgot that there is a Slytherin in our team who doesn't like Dumbledore." Fred said eccentrically, "then the minority obeys the majority, Malfoy."

"If you agree to call DA, please raise your hands."

George said loudly, and was the first to raise his right hand.

Of the remaining 30 people, only three Slytherins did not move, and the others raised their right hands without haste.

"Almost nine to one, that's called DA."

Draco's eyes were dark. He always felt that Dumbledore's being the headmaster was the biggest failure of Hogwarts, but he didn't expect that he would join Dumbledore's Army out of nowhere today. This is too ironic.

"It's unreasonable, it's really unreasonable." Draco cursed bitterly, "What's so good about this name?"

Aaron patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "This is called the situation is stronger than people, and you have to be cowardly when you should follow your heart.

Besides, it's just a code name, it's no big deal. "

Chapter 464 Classroom trivia, the end of ordinary people's struggle

"Can we start class?" Sirin asked, and the others looked at Aaron expectantly.

"Do you want them to also write about the Defense Against the Dark Arts spells and dangerous creatures they know?" Draco said with great interest, "I bet 90.00% of them can't beat me."

"No need." Aaron sighed slightly, and then walked onto the podium.

He looked seriously at the thirty pairs of eyes below, "Before the official start, I have a few things to say.

First of all, my way of teaching is different from our previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, you have to be mentally prepared.

Secondly, if you have any questions, it is best to ask me in class, because I will not talk to you after class, except for two Slytherins.

Finally, and most importantly, never say that I taught you. "

The people sitting on the cushions looked at each other in blank dismay. They understood the first two items, but the third item was somewhat inexplicable.

"Why can't we say that you taught us?" Colin Creevey asked with his right hand raised high.

"I'm afraid of embarrassment." Aaron said very bluntly, completely ignoring the darkening of some people's faces.

"I never thought of teaching so many people at the beginning, because the ages are different, and the level is even more uneven, so it is not an ordinary trouble to teach.

To be honest, I don't have the confidence to teach each of you well.

But since I agreed, I will do my best to improve your practical ability.

Any more questions, Mr. Creevey? "

"Well...not anymore." Colin slowly put his hand down.

"Then start the class." Aaron said lightly, and then a blackboard appeared behind him, with more than a dozen different spells on it.

"Is this the magic spell we want to learn?" Dean asked excitedly.

"I don't expect all of you to meet." Aaron said a little tiredly, and then changed the topic, "But before I teach you these spells, I have to teach you something else."

The voice fell, and the second blackboard appeared, but there was no magic spell. From top to bottom, it was:

Magician apprentice, junior magician, intermediate magician, senior magician, mage, magister, great magister, holy magister, god of magic.

Thirty students looked at the second blackboard, all unconsciously sitting up straight.

"Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professors didn't mention it much. It may be that they think this is common sense that you should know, or it may be that they deliberately avoided it."

"Senior, no, teacher..." Colin's younger brother Dennis weakly raised his hand.

"Any questions?"

"Can you tell me more about it?" Dennis asked curiously and nervously.

"Turtle." Draco curled his lips in disdain.

"This is based on the strength of wizards." Fred explained, "You are a Muggle-born wizard, and you have only been exposed to magic for a year, so it's normal if you don't understand it.

I remember my dad said that a wizard's magical energy will increase with age, talent determines the growth rate of magical energy, and also determines the upper limit of one's own strength. "

"Is that so?" Dennis suddenly realized, "Then what level am I now?"

"How do I know, but you are too young now, you shouldn't be much taller."

"You are at most an intermediate magician now." Aaron said very directly, "and you are not very strong among intermediate magicians."

A look of disappointment inevitably appeared on Dennis' face. Out of the nine levels, he could only be ranked third from the bottom.

"What about you, teacher?"

"Secret." Aaron showed an inscrutable smile, and then drew a dividing line between the magister and the great magister, "The current wizard world magister is the elite, and it is also the pinnacle of many people's life."

"What about the great magister?" Michael Kona asked curiously.

"Of course there are, but the number is very small, even the Ministry of Magic can't find a few, and quite a few of them are over fifty years old.

The first few stages of these nine levels are nothing, but the gap between them gets bigger and harder to improve. "

Li Gao raised his right hand, pointed at the 'Holy Magister' on the blackboard, and asked nervously, "Are there not many at this stage?"

"How should I say it? I don't know too well." Aaron spread his hands, "But I can give you a few references, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga He Chippa, Salazar Slytherin."

Gollum!

The sound of swallowing saliva came and went, and every student was surprised.

They only knew that the four founders of Hogwarts were the four greatest wizards at that time, but they didn't expect them to be so powerful.

"Aren't they the gods of magic?" McMillan asked with some doubts.

"No." Aaron said very firmly, "No one has ever seen a living God of Magic, but everyone who exists in legends is familiar with it, Merlin."

There was an uproar below, and many people gasped.

"The legend is too far away for you." Aaron said lightly, and then pointed to the line he drew, "No accident, this line is the culmination of your struggle in this life.

The closer you are to this line, the brighter your future will be, and it will be easier to obtain good jobs and superior material conditions.

And above this line is the capital lying flat and rotten. You may be the target of various forces, or you may be an explorer in a certain field. "

"cool!"

George and Fred exclaimed simultaneously.

"It's pretty cool, but that's not what I want to talk about." Aaron chuckled lightly, "What you all want to learn when you come to this classroom is Defense Against the Dark Arts, in other words, to improve your own strength.

As Fred said before, magic energy will increase with age, and talent determines the growth rate of magic energy.

But for wizards, it doesn't mean that the older you are, the stronger you are. If your talent is good enough, you may not be able to defeat a wizard in your teens.

But if you are less talented, then sorry, you are the one who is defeated. "

"To a certain extent, blood is another name for talent." Draco raised his eyebrows triumphantly, "This is the difference between Slytherin and other houses."

"Bloodline does not represent talent." Hermione said sullenly.

"This sentence is correct, but it is not completely correct." Aaron said, "Bloodline does bring a certain bonus to talent, but this does not mean that wizard blood is superior to others.

Many pure-blood families will not produce a great magister for hundreds of years, but genius wizards of Muggle background may not be unable to reach it. "

Draco curled his lips and said nothing more.

"Then what if the talent is poor?" Colin asked.

"Then you have to catch up from other aspects. Talent only determines the upper limit and growth rate of strength, and does not represent the level of one's own combat power.

To give the simplest example, a mage who doesn't know basic spells may not even be able to defeat an intermediate mage who only knows how to disarm spells.

If you don’t believe me, you can recall Gilderoy Lockhart, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts three years ago. His magic energy is definitely higher than most of the people here, but I think he might even beat Dennis in the second grade if he is singled out. but. "

"Oh!" Colin nodded half understanding.

"If there is a gap in strength, but the same number of magic spells, will it be a tie?" Zacharias Smith asked.

"That depends on how big the difference in strength is." Aaron said speechlessly, "Also, this question doesn't have any technical content.

To give another simple example, if you and Merlin only know one disarming spell, do you think you can beat him? "

"This..." Smith's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head in a daze.

There is nothing wrong with this example, but it is too heartbreaking.

How can he compare with Merlin, even if he only knows one disarming spell, there is no one in the magic world who can match him.

"Understood now?" Aaron said, and then stretched out four fingers, "The combat power of a wizard depends on four aspects, the first is its own magic energy, which is also the most important point.

Magic energy is the foundation of wizards, and it is also your greatest confidence in facing the enemy in the future.

The higher the magic energy, the greater the magic power released, and wizards with higher magic energy have an advantage when using the same spell.

These levels on the blackboard are the most obvious dividing line. A powerful magister can easily destroy a building, a powerful grand magister can destroy a city, and a holy magister even has the capital to challenge a country. "

The second is self-accumulation. One wizard with the same level of magic power uses the Sleeping Curse, and the other uses the Unforgivable Curse. The latter is obviously more advantageous.

In the case of a small difference in strength, using a more powerful spell will also add a heavy weight to the balance of victory. "

"I have a small problem." Luna raised her hand, "The wizard's use of magic also consumes his own magic power. If the consumption is too large during the battle..."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Aaron clapped his hands and gave Luna an appreciative look, "This question is more level.

But I attribute it to the third aspect, which is combat experience. "

"Fluorescent flashes."

A blue-white light appeared on the tip of Aaron's wand, illuminating the position of the podium.

"Next comes the second phase."

Aaron increased the output of magic power, and the light cluster at the tip of the wand became brighter, and everyone under the podium was included in the range of the light circle.

"The third phase."

A burst of intense white light was released from the wand, illuminating the entire Room of Requirement as bright as day.

When the light dissipated, the thirty students sitting below were all stunned, unable to react for a while.

They are more or less familiar with the fluorescent spell, but with their current abilities, even if they desperately instill magic power, they will not achieve the effect just now, and they will not be as calm as Aaron.

"Senior." Luna said with an unnatural expression, "How strong are you now?"