"Spell weights are a kind of scale to measure the strength of a spell under certain conditions."

Professor Malfoy looked around and saw that most of them were dazed, not wasting their time.

The term comes from the book "The Origin of Spells" by the Dutch wizard Anver Pedros. In 1841, in order to standardize the management of spells, the International Confederation of Wizards invoked this article, dividing all the spells that now belong to them into nine weights with strict indicators through complex scales. ”

A pyramid appears on the board, divided into nine fields by thin lines, with the top level being a weight 9 and the bottom level being a weight 1.

Spell weights, if you explain them in a rough way-

Weight 1, occupy the bottom of the pyramid, spells are relatively safe, even wizards without wands, as long as they have a certain amount of practice, they can be cast at will, there is no risk of destructive power and spells getting out of control, example spells: lock picking spells, fluorescent flashes.

Weight 2, spells are relatively safe, most of them are more common spells in daily life, sold on the market, most of the spells recorded in the encyclopedia of various life spells are in it, example spells: levitation spells.

Weight 3, spells are relatively safe, most of them are relatively rare spells in daily life, spells learning has a certain degree of difficulty at the beginning, there is a certain probability of failure, but most of them are in a controllable range, example spells: withdrawal spells.

Weight 4, spells are relatively safe, this kind of spells belong to the often seen in teaching, with a certain amount of destructive spells, similarly, spells that are not handled well may be out of control, and will cause a certain degree of damage, example spells: explosion spells.

Weight: 5......

The words outlined in the stick pen were only here, and Professor Malfoy was about to say more when the stone door to the dark arts classroom suddenly opened.

A pale-faced Ethan Holren walked in with his wand, and the red envelope behind him had completed his mission as he entered the dark arts classroom, destroying itself, tearing itself to pieces and falling to the ground.

"Looks like Mr. Holland should be able to make it to the last bit of time."

Professor Malfoy clapped his hands, "Alright, let's ......"

Boom –

A loud explosion instantly caused Professor Malfoy to stop his movements.

Everyone looked behind them and saw Ethan Holren holding a wand, which instantly shattered four pairs of armor that the previous students couldn't shatter.

Countless pieces of armor flew with the explosion, and one of them passed directly through the dark magic classroom and embedded in the blackboard beside Ranko.

The clang, deafening.

"Professor."

His gaze seemed to pass through the shadows, directly at the front of the classroom, Professor Malfoy, who was covered by his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a defiant smile.

"That's fine."

"It's over." Craig hid his face with his hands, he didn't dare to look at the dark magic professor's face anymore.

I always feel that the temperature in the classroom has dropped a lot in an instant.

Mel and Cotton's faces twitched, and Victor frowned as he looked at Professor Malfoy.

Seeing Horen's provocative use of a spell to shatter his armor, Professor Malfoy had a smile on his lips, but no annoyance.

It's a little different from what I imagined, but it's very much in line with Mr. Crum's approach to Professor Malfoy.

"Wonderful Explosion Charm, Mr. Horen."

The biggest thorn in the grade, Ethan Hollen.

I thought it was Mr. Sit Holenger who couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Professor Malfoy sighed in his heart, can't he save his worries, if one or two are like this, then he has to do something interesting.

"Professor Malfoy, I'm done, now I can go."

There was provocation and anger in Hollen's voice, similar to the one he had tried to tear apart at first......

Think a professor won't shoot at a student? Or do you think that since your actions are in line with the rules set before, there is no reason to attack him?

Yes is indeed yes, and there is no reason for him to stop the little wizard who has completed the task from leaving, but ......

"I'm afraid not." Professor Malfoy whispered.

The students between the two spontaneously moved out of the way, stretched by the Traceless Stretching Charm through the dark magic classroom to make it seem so spacious.

Cotton was a little anxious, he was about to stop Hollen, but Craig grabbed him with one hand.

"Want to die?!"

Craig let out a low growl.

This professor had just used dark magic to maim Bergman, and it doesn't matter who he is, it's no good to be with him now!

The first bird will probably turn into the chicken that Professor Malfoy used to kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys!

Mel's mouth was wide open, and the wand in his hand had not yet been put away, but he was pressed down by Victor just as he tried to raise it.

"Don't take your wand."

"But this—"

"Joyce, haven't you always thought that the preservation of one's life is the most important thing?!"

Looking at Victor's solemn gaze, Mel paused, and then suddenly lowered his wand.

He hid in the shadows with a vague expression, and fell silent.

Wickdor took a deep breath and saw Professor Malfoy walking down from the podium with a smile on his lips as he walked leisurely towards Horen at the back of the room.

"I'm afraid not, Mr. Hollen."

"Today's teaching assignment is not yet complete, but I think Mr. Holland should be happy to give me some help."

"What help, Malfoy, Professor?"

Holren raised his wand, his tone wanting to follow Professor Malfoy's, but there was a damn tremble.

In the face of the professor of dark arts who played him around with a yelling letter, even if he didn't admit it, he still couldn't help but feel scared in his heart.

It doesn't matter, Professor Danlin will not let a professor hurt people at will......

Thinking of this, he felt extremely mocking in his heart.

But before he could continue to think about it, Professor Malfoy casually took out his wand, and aimed the tip of the wand at Ethan Hollen, who was still a dozen paces away.

"I don't think I have officially introduced you to Mr. Hollen." Professor Malfoy's wand flickered with a soft, but unpleasant green glow.

"I'm Ranko Malfoy, a member of the Malfoy family, one of the Twenty-Eight Sacred Pure-Blood families in England, and henceforth Professor of Dark Arts in Durmstrang."

"Now, then, it's time to get out of class, Mr. Ethan Hollen, and thank you for your cooperation."

"Ha ......"

The light came in an instant, and Ethan Holren immersed himself in Professor Malfoy's words, a silent curse of death passed through time and space.

The spell struck Ethan Horlen's body in an unexpected way, sending him flying in an instant, slamming into the walls of the Dark Arts classroom, just like the armor fragments that had preceded it.

It's as simple as pinching an ant to death, well, now the little wizard, don't you know how to hide when you see a spell...... Professor Malfoy put away his wand and smiled silently at the place where the dust was flying.

Mr. Hollen's approach was indeed in line with the requirements, and he had no reason to stop the little wizard who had completed the task from leaving, but...... If he really wants to hit the wand hard, and if he wants to take a spell for a long memory, he can't help it.

Oh, of course, the spell just now-

It's just a freshly baked, silent unforgivable spell [Avada Kedavra].

I believe that Mr. Hollen will remember today's lesson.

It's a pretty stupid and brainless thing to provoke people when you don't have any skills.

Professor Malfoy felt that he was really a philanthropist, so kind, and personally corrected the words and deeds of his students, and this year's honorary professor award must be his ...... If there is such an award.

Avada Kedavra (Killing Curse).

Spell Weight: 8.

Hazard Classification: Extremely Hazardous.

Dominion: Offensive Spells\Unforgivable Spells.

Legal Restrictions: Absolutely Prohibited!

Familiar with the fleeting light, familiar with the kind of devastating and decaying, sucking up all the temperature, leaving only the terrifying little wizard trembling.

"Ho, Horon—"

Cotton's face turned pale, and Craig on the side tugged at his foot, which felt much better, and suddenly felt like a petrified.

Victor and Meyer, as well as the third-graders who witnessed it, also stiffened, and their brains went blank for a moment.

That was just ......

Death curse? Killing Curse?

"No, it's impossible......"

A young wizard slumped on the ground, looking at Professor Malfoy's thin back in front of him, his eyes full of fear.

Kill......

Killed......

Killed!