George and Lee Jordan got entangled and jumped off together.

George laughed excitedly, and Lee hung on George, screaming in horror.

Just as they were about to hit the ground, a large bat appeared at the feet of the two men, gently caught them, and threw them on the snow.

Fred, who had arrived first, walked over in the snow and hugged the two of them.

"Exciting, Lee?" He said to Lee Jordan with a teasing smile.

"It's too thrilling, no, I have to take my time." Lee Jordan gasped for air and leaned against the wall next to him.

Fred and George gave Lee an angry look, then ignored him and walked to the side with their shoulders hooked.

"How's it going, George, is it fun?" Fred asked, wincing.

"It's okay, but the second floor is still too low, and it might be more interesting if you jump down from a tall building." George glanced up at the taller tower above the castle, "Wouldn't it be more interesting for us to jump down from Gryffindor Tower?" ”

"You can jump as you like, I won't pick you up anyway!"

At this moment, Dracula's voice rang out beside him.

When the twins' plot was discovered, they didn't look weak at all, but came over and said to Dracula with a hippie smile:

"Professor, why don't you tell us how to jump from a height without falling to your death? That way, you don't have to bother to save us! ”

Dracula raised his hand to catch another little wizard who jumped down, and said casually, "I thought you should be able to slow down the spell at your age." ”

"Was it a slowing spell?" The twins excitedly said, "Then we'll go to study right away, thank you, professor!" ”

Dracula glanced at the two of them and looked away speechlessly.

Led by the twins, the two pioneers, the third-grade lion cubs and badgers began to jump from the windows of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom one by one.

The Gryffindor cubs jumped the most happily, and they even crowded around the window, and the people behind squeezed the people in front of them, and when they jumped, a group of people fell crookedly, like dumplings......

A swarm of bats, under Dracula's control, always appear at the feet of the little wizards at an intermittent time, saving them from the misery of a two-day trip to the school infirmary.

The last to jump was Cedric from Hufflepuff, who had just stayed in the classroom to organize the order of "jumping out of the window" and urging those who did not dare to jump to face the difficulties and jump bravely!

Instead of landing with the help of Dracula's bat, Cedric cast a levitation charm on the back of his school robe, allowing the buoyancy of the cloak to drag him up before landing lightly on the snow.

The twins next to him watched Cedric's smooth movements and felt very unconvinced.

"Why can he be so handsome on the ground, while we can only step on bats?" Fred said to George, "The professor can choose a better-looking animal, and he can solve it quickly!" ”

"Shh George quickly put his hand to his lips and whispered, "Be careful, don't let Professor Dracula find out that you are speaking ill of him." He seems to like bats very much, and he uses bats for everything......"

Fred quickly shut his mouth.

Fortunately, Dracula's attention was not on the two of them at this time, but snapped his fingers when all the students arrived.

A group of round snowman targets emerged from the snow, and they stood in a neat line, facing the young wizards.

"Today's practical lesson is all about practicing the accuracy of spell casting." Dracula turned to the students and began the Defence Against the Dark Arts practice class, "What I need to tell you is the importance of spell accuracy. ”

"While the two Weasleys attacking the faculty are not something to be admired, it is worth recognizing that the spells they used were able to make snowballs hit the back of Mr. Quirrell's head with unmistakable accuracy, indicating that the accuracy of their spells was not in question."

The Weasley twins smiled at each other, and the expressions on their faces became even more proud.

As batsmen for the Gryffindor Quidditch team, both of them had no problems with eyesight and hits, which is why they were able to get the snowball to hit Quirrell's head with unerring accuracy.

"The accuracy of the spell sounds simple, but you know how difficult it is in practice." Dracula looked at the young wizards again, and continued, "Each of the people below should stand with a snowman and keep a distance of more than five meters from the snowman. ”

"As I say the beginning, everyone shoots their best spell at the snowman target in front of you. Let me see what your spell percentage is. ”

A colorful spell flickered, and the young wizards attacked the snowman in front of them.

The Weasley twins and Cedric immediately shattered the snowman in front of them. Others are not so simple, most of their spells are crooked to the side, and some of them inadvertently hit the classmates next to them, giving them a painful blow and making the boat of friendship overturn......

"Got it, the importance of spell hits?" Dracula looked at the students and asked, "For example, in a duel, it's not the one who casts the spell more often who wins the final victory. Instead, you need to make more spells hit your opponent in a certain amount of time, dealing effective damage! ”

He snapped his fingers again, restoring the snowman's original round appearance.

"Hold your wand right and aim well. In the practice of casting spells, the three elements of goal, determination, and calmness are all very important and indispensable. Dracula said.

"Let's start the next round of cast accuracy practice!"

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In a vast expanse of white snow, the Defence Against the Dark Arts practice class was in full swing.

A long line of snowmen is lined up, each with a corresponding wizard for them to practice the accuracy of their spell casting.

From time to time, the light of the spell lit up and hit the snowman's body, blasting it to pieces. The Yeti target will be automatically repaired so that the young wizards can practice their spells without interruption.

At this time, an uninvited guest came over.

"Good morning, Professor McGonagall." Dracula approached the solemn-looking witch and greeted her.

"Professor Dracula, I need an explanation." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly, "If I'm not mistaken, there were a lot of students jumping from the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the second floor, right?" ”

"How dare you teach your students like that?"

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