Chapter 38: [Spark Curse]
Professor Gradir and Professor Flitwick are somewhat similar in terms of teaching.
Both are proficient in spells, and are adept at extending a spell.
The difference is that Professor Gradier's extension of the spell is more about self-preservation and counterattack, while Professor Flitwick focuses on life.
Of course, this may be the reason why the two teach different courses, and perhaps Professor Flitwick will come to the Defence Against the Dark Arts class in the same way as Professor Gradier.
After the details and spell-casting techniques were explained, a lot of notes appeared in everyone's textbook, and many of them were Professor Gradir's optimizations and extensions of the [Spark Charm].
However, he did not write a board book, to which the professor also replied that he was not yet familiar with the magic of making chalk write automatically.
During the demonstration, Professor Gradir waved his wand at the ceiling, and the ceiling disappeared in an instant, and in its place was an extremely high void that was used to display the Spark Charm.
The standard gestures and spells the professor demonstrated several times in a row, each time the color of the sparks was different, and he changed some of the gestures to make it easier for the young wizard to release the sparks.
At the same time, he also showed everyone how to use the [Spark Charm] to defend themselves and buy time.
Professor Gradir's smooth casting was very elegant, and the little wizards present had the idea of replacing themselves and doing it with me.
The result was bleak, and no matter how simple the magic was, they couldn't have cast it the first time. Except for Ralph, the pervert.
Sure enough, Ralph added another 5 points to Ravenclaw and was appreciated by the professor.
Ten minutes passed, and under Professor Gradir's constant corrections, most of the young wizards were able to stumble and release the [Spark Charm].
"Alright." Professor Gladir clapped his hands and motioned for everyone to stop, "Let's stop for a moment. ”
Everyone stopped what they were doing, sat neatly on their stools, and looked at Professor Gradir.
"Next, I'm going to show you how to use the [Spark Charm] in actual combat. I'm going to ask the wizard who has the most mastery of spells among you to demonstrate with me. ”
"In this demo, wizards on both sides can only use the [Spark Charm]. Next, let us give Mr. Ralph Alvey, a round of applause. ”
Professor Gradir shouted loudly, and to enthusiastic applause, Ralph awkwardly stepped up to the podium, gave William a vicious look, and slapped him the loudest.
"Relax, Mr. Alvi, your Professor Flitwick has praised you, and so has your performance in class. I'm sure you'll win this duel. ”
Professor Gladir spoke briskly to Ralph, frowning from time to time, looking very amused.
Ralph didn't buy it, though, and smiled softly, pursed his lips at random, and clenched his wand in his hand.
Seeing this pursed mouth, Professor Gladill seemed to see his current colleague and former classmate, Professor McGonagall.
At the same time, he waved his wand again, and all the desks and chairs in the classroom changed to one side, and the students were squeezed to both sides of the classroom.
He led Ralph to the center of the arena and told him about the etiquette of the duel, and the two stood facing each other, raising their wands, as did the professor opposite.
Ralph entered a fighting state, his calm, predator-like eyes causing the professor to rise inexplicably under pressure.
The hand holding the wand was quite strong, and the joints were a little whitish, which made the students in the front row feel that Ralph was very nervous.
"Three, two, one. Begin! At the command of Professor Gradir, the duel officially began. The atmosphere around was quite silent.
Neither of them moved, and the professor was clearly trying to give up the initiative to Ralph. This made Ralph raise an eyebrow.
"Professor, be careful." Ralph's reminder broke the silence.
As his words fell, a dark, lightless spark erupted from Ralph's wand and slammed into the Professor's chest.
The professor swiped his wand in front of him, dragging sparks around him and hitting the podium straight into the podium.
"Bang!"
The brilliant fireworks exploded on the podium, and it was extremely gorgeous. Although the fireworks were beautiful, they also made some of the little wizards present shudder, if they hit their bodies, wouldn't it be painful to die?
After stray slightly from the angle of the spark, the Professor's wand spun around, and a bright spark flew towards Ralph, accompanied by a "bang, bang".
Seeing this, Ralph nodded at the attacking spark, and a spark shot out from the tip of the staff, colliding with the professor's in the air, and bursting into brilliant fireworks.
At the same time, behind the fireworks, a silent spark quietly passed through the fireworks and flew towards the professor.
Seeing Ralph light a spark and collide with him, Professor Gradier's eyes lit up and his heart jumped to try, and at the same time, he also noticed the movement of the fireworks with his keen sense.
A very fast spark rushed towards the professor, and looking at the professor as if he didn't see it, everyone couldn't help but sweat for him. Ralph frowned as well.
As the fireworks between the two dispersed, Ralph saw a wonderful scene, the professor held his wand in front of him, and a continuous arc of sparks appeared in front of him, fending off Ralph's attack.
Then, with a slight tap of the arc of fire, the professor turned into flames and flew towards Ralph, a little slower than the sparks.
Ralph, who hurriedly reacted, raised his wand and touched it a little above his head, and with a crisp sound, sparks exploded from his head, casting an arcing curtain around him, enveloping him.
Professor Gradir's rain of fire fell on Ralph's fireworks curtain, creating only sparks.
But having mastered the initiative, Professor Gradir would not give up so much, and seeing that Ralph could resist, he let go of some of it.
The professor waved his wand wide, and the flames flew towards Ralph in an arc drawn by the wand.
Ralph didn't disappoint him either, after fending off the sea of fire. He learned the skills of his professor, drew an arc in front of him, and fended off the first wave of blades.
Then, the two began to stand on the stake output, and Ralph's wand kept fine-tuning the angle in the air to shoot at the flying knife, and the sparks collided with the fire knife, exploding a dim firelight, with a little blue fire floating in the air.
At first, the two of them still recited spells according to the professor's standards, but later, they both chose to cast spells silently and with any gestures. If it weren't for the requirement to use a wand in a duel, there would even be a wandless cast.
The little wizards could understand it at first, but then they looked confused, 'Is this really a [Spark Charm]?" ’
Watching all kinds of fireworks explode between the two, they fell silent, attacking, defending, harassing the enemy, suppressing, counterattacking......