Zacharis? Smith and Daphne walked about ten meters with their backs to each other, the other students standing on either side holding their breath as the sunlight outside the window softly illuminated the cold marble floor of the abandoned classroom.

"Okay, turn around, and — bow."

The two turned at the same time, and Daphne looked at Smith with a sneering smile on her face, and then bent casually, her wand spinning back and forth in her hand, as if she couldn't wait to take on Smith.

"Raise your wand, get ready now, I'll count to three and you'll begin." Ning An said lightly, standing on the other side, leaving plenty of room for the two to fight

"One-two-three-"

Smith jerked his wand over his shoulder, like an astute rabbit, and pointed it at Daphne and shouted, "Except for your weapon—"

But Daphne's reaction was much quicker, she quickly turned sideways, as if she had expected Smith's actions, dodging the disarming spell, Zacharis was dumbfounded, his lack of experience in dueling, he didn't think that his magic would be dodged by the other party, so for a few seconds, he stood still in amazement.

"Except for your weapons." Daphne said lazily, a red light was rapid and fast, much more powerful than Zacharis's spell before, and the young wizard didn't have time to react before he saw a flash of red light, and then as if he had been hit in the head by a saucepan, the whole person flew towards the back of the classroom, hit the wall, and then slid down, curled up on the floor.

The wand lay quietly aside, the classroom was silent, Daphne yawned and was bored, this level of duel she had practiced countless times in that strange room when she was in the first grade, and even she didn't complain that the 'disarming charm' was too basic and simple, this boy who didn't know the height of the sky was still talking about his disarming charm here, and of course Daphne had to teach him a good lesson.

"The winner is decided." Ning An nodded, looking at Zachares by the wall? Smith, the boy had already stood up, and then he quickly bent down to pick up his wand, his face flushed, and he could see that he was embarrassed to look at the Durmstrang and Hogwarts students who were standing nearby.

He clutched his wand tightly and hurried through the distance where he had been knocked away, his shoes on the marble pavement, making a "stampede" sound, as if walking on an endless road, with each step, Zacharis's face became redder, he knew that he was no longer faceless today, and if he had made such a big mess, maybe tomorrow he would be talked about.

Ning An didn't stay, and quietly looked at this called Zacharis? The Smith student walked to the door of the classroom, hurriedly pushed the door open, and ran out as if he were running away, "Alright, please go back to your seats." ”

He waved his hand as if nothing had happened, and the large soft cushion jumped from the edge of the classroom back to the center, and the students also found the cushion they had just sat on and sat down slowly, only this time everyone became a little more cautious.

It seems that what Ning An said will not be a joke, saying that letting Smith leave will really let him leave the club, and now no one wants to leave here, obviously there is definitely something to learn here, recalling Daphne's skillful dueling skills just now, who wouldn't want to be like that.

So subconsciously, even many students who didn't particularly care about this club became serious, not to mention the Durmstrang students, who just cast an admiring look at Daphne, and they asked themselves if they were Zachares, and they might not be able to beat Daphne if they changed places just now.

This girl is strong, very strong.

Qiu Zhang's gaze wandered back and forth between Daphne and Ning An, and she tried to remember that when she was on the Hogwarts Express, Daphne seemed to be in the same carriage as Ning An.

Subconsciously pursed his lips, Qiu Zhang depressedly supported his chin with his hands, and turned his gaze to Hermione beside him, seeing that the latter's eyes were all focused on Ning An, he couldn't help but sigh deeply again, and felt more and more that he still had a lot of problems to face.

Let's not talk about the fact that Hermione is Ning An's girlfriend, just the girl named Daphne seems to have a very unusual relationship with Ning An, Qiu continued to recall, he remembered that when he first met Ning An in the second grade, it seemed that there were indeed two blonde girls who followed him all day long, and Daphne seemed to be one of them?

Unconsciously tugging at his hair, wrapping them around his fingers, loosening them, and then winding them up again, his mind drifting somewhere, and he didn't even hear what Ning An was saying for a while.

“…… Now that you know the spells and techniques, let's start working in pairs......"

When everyone stood up and paired up, Autumn suddenly woke up, her opponent was Hermione sitting next to her, the two girls looked at each other, both were a little embarrassed, Autumn always felt that she was playing some dishonorable role, she nodded at Hermione with a red face, and hurriedly deflected over.

Obviously she was a year older than Hermione, but she was a little afraid to look into the other party's eyes now, as if Hermione was some kind of master of telekinesis and would read her inner thoughts thoroughly.

"Okay, now you need a little protection." Ning An took out his wand as he spoke, and with a wave of it, the soft cushions immediately gathered in a row and piled up on both sides behind the students, and when they flew out or fell down due to spells or other reasons, these soft/mian cushions came in handy.

"I'll count one, two, three, and you can cast the spell, the one on the left comes first, and then the one on the right casts again, alternately." Ning An tilted his head and said calmly, he usually instructed others to do more things, and what he said at the moment seemed to have an invisible force that made the students subconsciously obey.

The students standing on his left hand side raised their wands to their chests with great excitement, this was the first time they had really come into contact with such practical magic since the beginning of the school year, and the students of Durmstrang were already eager to try it, they had dueling classes in the school, and their hands were itching to stay at Hogwarts.

Obviously, Durmstrang's students are more sophisticated than Hogwarts students, both offensive and defensive postures, but on the Hogwarts side, Neville is trembling with his wand and standing opposite Hannah? Abbot looked scared, as if Neville's wand would explode in the next second.

Cho pointed her wand at Hermione and smiled apologetically, "It's a little weird......"

Hermione shook her head, "It's okay, just come on, we're here to better practice Defence Against the Dark Arts." ”

Akihari had a strange feeling, she hadn't had much contact with Hermione before that, her life circle was more of her friends in Ravenclaw, Hermione and her seemed to be people from two worlds, she only knew that this girl had good grades in Gryffindor, but it seemed that sometimes she was stubborn and not very popular?

Thinking silently, can Ning An stand this kind of girl with a lot of ideas? Or does he just like the genre?

It wasn't until there was a sound of "Remove your weapon" next to her, and the spell whistled over the students' heads, that Qiu Zhang came back to her senses, and Hermione in front of her was looking at her suspiciously, as if asking why she hadn't done it yet.

"Ahh

"Well done."

The voice of praise suddenly sounded behind him, and when he turned around, Ning An was standing behind the two of them, and it turned out that he was patrolling around, instructing those students whose spells were not standardized.

"I was too nervous to use it accurately, ah-" Qiu said frustratedly, to her chagrin for not being able to perform well in front of Ning An, to her chagrin.

"No, no, you're doing well." Ning An said with a smile, he didn't notice that Hermione, who was standing opposite, frowned and looked at the two of them, Qiu's eyebrows raised, and he seemed to be happy all of a sudden.

"Really?" She asked shyly.

"Of course." Ning An looked up at Hermione at this time, and when she saw her staring at herself, she suddenly thought that she had ignored her in class, which made Hermione unhappy, so she hurriedly walked over and said to Hermione with a smile:

"Your disarming spell is very powerful, so let's guide her more."

Ning An didn't notice Qiu Zhang behind him, the corners of his mouth turned up again, and he quietly looked at the two of them from behind, and sighed imperceptibly.

"I did what you asked me to do, how about it, aren't you happy?" Ning An and Hermione were very close, and the heat from the conversation made Hermione's ears itch, and he whispered, although he would not let others hear, but such an intimate gesture would still make people think about it when they saw it.

"No," Hermione's ears turned red, and she gently pushed Ning An, she didn't expect him to suddenly get so close here to talk to herself, the sour feeling in her heart just now disappeared in the blink of an eye, this was really a very strange feeling for her.

"I'm also here to fight the Mystery, you know, he's back, and now Umbridge's actions are obviously only going to give the Mystic a chance-" Hermione whispered.

"My dad is also very supportive of the anti-Ministry of Magic!" Luna? Lovegood was standing next to Hermione, and her practice object, Padma? Peter was sitting on the ground plucking the hay that had grown on her head, and it seemed that Luna's spell had failed and that something had happened.

"He always said that Fudge could do anything, for example, Fudge assassinated many goblins, and of course he used the Department of Mysteries to develop terrible poisons and secretly /yao-"

Ning An blinked and glanced at Hermione, both of them knew that the crazy girl often spoke amazingly, such as now, so she wisely chose to ignore this passage, but Qiu Zhang, who didn't know why, opened her mouth in confusion, wanting to ask something.

"Alright, now switch sides and practice—" Ning An interrupted her in time, otherwise she didn't know what else Luna would have to say.

The training enthusiasm of the students in the room was very high, whether it was Durmstrang students or Hogwarts students, Daphne lazily cast spells, knocking Malfoy away again and again, but when Malfoy counterattacked with a disarming charm, she was blocked by her armor, which made Malfoy also helpless, and could only look at Ning An for help.

Ning An couldn't help but laugh and didn't care about him, Daphne's personality was like this, she probably just didn't want her wand to be knocked away.

He walked around the classroom, watching his wands fly around, misguided spells hitting walls, occasionally sparkling, and a few Hogwarts students, whose spells were so messed up that they couldn't disarm each other's weapons.

Ning An stepped forward to guide one by one, or personally demonstrate, everyone's skills gradually improved, and after a while, Ning An looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost ten o'clock.

It was time for the club to end, so he whistled, and everyone immediately stopped shouting, 'Remove your weapons,' and the last few wands crackled to the ground.

"Very good, let's go here today, the next event will be at this time next week, or this classroom, okay, then let's be here today."

He clapped his hands as he spoke, announcing the end of class.

So the students left the classroom in twos and threes, and when Qiu walked back, he secretly looked at Ning An, but Ning An was talking to Hermione and didn't notice her until she walked out of the classroom and wandered in the corridor for a while, but she didn't see Ning An come out, so she had to go upstairs back to the Ravenclaw lounge.

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"The class is great, you really deserve to attend, instead of doing nothing in Umbridge's class, why don't you go there and practice Defence Against the Dark Arts for real."

In the auditorium, Hermione said to Harry and Ron, who were munching on a pork chop with their heads down and listlessly pulling green beans on their plates.

"I don't care, if Harry wants to go-" Ron chewed something and took a large sip of the soup, which helped him swallow the food, and said nonchalantly, "But if Harry doesn't go, I'm not interested." He added.

Hermione then turned her gaze to Harry, expectantly, she wished Harry could go to Ning'an's class, she knew that Harry would learn something useful from there.

"I'm already pretty good at disarming the Charm......" Harry muttered, still using his fork to pluck the plate, he wasn't completely reluctant to go, Umbridge's Defence Against the Dark Arts disgusted him, but the thought of what Qiu Zhang said made it difficult for Harry to face her again, and according to Hermione, she was in Ning'an's class.

Do you want him to go to that club and watch Qiu look at Ning An affectionately every day, Harry thinks he can't do it.

"Please, you know, Ning An won't just teach us the disarming charm, he will learn something else next week." Hermione argued, trying desperately to convince Harry.

"Hey, to be honest, Harry's strength isn't bad at all, he's faced the mysterious man so many times - why does Ning An have to teach him, I mean, why can't Harry teach others, you know how good his disarming charm is."

Ron suddenly lifted his head from behind the plate and said whimsically.