Special training?

Zhang Xiao looked at the lady's gloves suspended in the air with some surprise.

Does Ms. Glove have such a strong sense of belonging and honor to the school?

However, he is not playing for Hogwarts, and this must be made clear.

What I hate the most is deception.

"Ma'am, there's something I need to explain in advance."

Zhang Xiao roughly described the cause and effect.

"Are you playing alone?"

"Yes."

"Six people from other schools?"

"That's right"

The Lady of the Glove was silent for a moment, and then suddenly felt a little excited:

"Then there is hope for Hogwarts! Who do you think is most likely to take part in the competition? ”

What is Hogwarts still hopeful?

Look down on yourself so much?

It's not blowing, looking at the whole school, I have been practicing with myself for 3 years, and the club friends who have leaped in strength can touch it.

That's it, they still have to hold together!

So you put Cedric, Harry, Malfoy, Ron, Hermione, Neville on a team?

How can it.

The smile disappeared, and Zhang Xiao took a breath, as if. It's not impossible!

Because of himself, the little wizards in the club have a good relationship, and they know that they will represent the East in the competition.

Is there anything impossible for these six people to join forces?

Dangerous!!

"Ma'am, I'm not sure yet."

Zhang Xiao frowned, imagining that if those people really teamed up

"I'll go back and make sure, if it's really what I thought, it must be them!"

"What? Draco, are you really teaming up? ”

Looking at Malfoy's triumphant appearance, Zhang Xiao was so surprised that she almost couldn't close her mouth:

"Draco, don't you usually say you hate Potter and Weasley the most? How would you like to team up with them? ”

Malfoy's face immediately turned red, and he coughed twice in a low voice, and said slowly in the tone he was most accustomed to:

"It was Potter and Weasley who invited me to be captain, and I reluctantly agreed for the sake of Hogwarts and Slytherin's glory."

At this moment, Moody's characteristic footsteps came down the hallway, and everyone hurriedly sat down and opened the book "Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense"

There was silence in the classroom, and it had to be said that Moody's terrifying appearance and temperament scared the young wizards.

Zhang Xiao had no choice but to sit up straight, supporting her face with one hand, waiting for Moody's first lesson.

'Boom' footsteps stopped outside the door.

Moody pushed open the door and walked into the classroom, looking as weird and scary as usual.

They could just see his claw-like wooden feet peeking out from under his robes.

"Oh - put all that stuff away." Moody glanced at the textbooks in front of everyone, couldn't help but frown, and shouted in a gruff voice, struggling to the podium on crutches and sitting down.

"In my class. You don't need this useless stuff! ”

Hermione's eyes immediately sharpened, and she pursed her lips, clearly unconvinced, and eager to discuss the role of books with Professor Moody.

But the little witch had matured a little after all, and she could only close the book in a huff, but still kept it at hand, so that she could flip through it as soon as she needed it.

The other students were in high spirits when they put their books in their school bags.

Ron was particularly excited, and he whispered:

"Harry, that's great, I like professors who don't have to hold a book in class, and I'll just say Moody has the ability!"

Harry nodded, and said wistfully:

"Yes, we have to study hard, Ron, the tournament is going to start soon, we must take every opportunity to improve!"

Ron immediately became serious, staring at Moody with unprecedented concentration, even causing the very sensitive professor to twist his body a little uncomfortably.

"Okay. Okay"

Moody muttered as he pulled out the student list and shook his head, shaking his long gray hair away from his twisted, scarred face and taking the roll call.

His normal eyes moved down the list, his magical eyes spinning around, staring at each student who answered.

"Alright." When the last student finishes answering.

Moody casually threw the list into the air and tapped it with his wand.

The list immediately exploded into a mess in the sky, falling like snowflakes, but before it could hit the ground, it became a spark again, and in a slight flash it turned into ashes.

"Almost, I've made a note of you, and if you're interested, you can also practice this skill of quickly remembering names and faces.

Trust me, this will save your lives in the future! ”

The little wizards didn't dare to breathe, they had already asked Professor Moody who he was.

That's the strongest Auror! Half of Azkaban was captured by him!

Moody scratched his hair and limped to the podium:

"Well, while I've always taught the new Aurors how to survive before, I've never taught you anything like that."

He tried desperately to find a suitable adjective, and finally Moody said in a rough voice:

"Chicks! Yes, that's right, you're not even a young head. ”

The little wizards were still like quails, not daring to say a word, and if they had to, they would only say:

"Professor Moody is right!"

"Alright, let's start class!"

Professor Moody leaned on the podium: "I received a letter from Professor Lupin about the course.

It looks like you've got quite a bit of the basics on how to deal with dark magic beasts - you've learned how to deal with the Boggart, the Red Hat, the Hinkpunk, the Grindillo, the Kaba, and the Werewolves, right? ”

The students whispered their approval.

"But you haven't learned enough about how to deal with spells—not enough." Moody said, "So, I'm going to give you a taste of the spells that wizards cast among themselves.

I've got a year to teach you how to deal with the dark arts—"

He looked at the little wizard below and smiled with satisfaction, those dark creatures were indeed worth learning.

But it's definitely not these things that cause the wizards the most trouble.

It's black magic.

Stay vigilant at all times! ”

The little wizards were startled, couldn't help but shudder, and leaned back in fear.

He laughed hoarsely, then patted his big rough hands.

"Okay – let's get down to business.

Spells, they come in many forms, and their effects vary.

Now, according to the Ministry of Magic, I should teach you all sorts of spell-breakers, that's all.

Logically speaking, you're not in the sixth year, and I'm not supposed to tell you what illegal dark spells look like, because you're too young to deal with this stuff.

But Professor Dumbledore praised your courage for a great deal of it, and he thought you could handle it, and it seemed to me that the sooner you understood what you were going to deal with, the better.

If you've never seen something before, how can you protect yourself from it?

If a wizard wants to recite an illegal spell to you, he won't tell you what he is going to do.

He will not give you mantras frankly, fairly, and politely. You have to be prepared and vigilant. You'd better get that thing out of the way while I'm talking, Miss Brown. ”

Lavender was startled, and his face flushed.

Just now, she showed Parvati the drawn fortune-telling chart of the Heavenly Palace under the table.

Apparently, Moody's enchanted eye could penetrate not only the back of his own head, but also the hard wood.

"I was supposed to introduce some spells, like the infamous Unforgivable Spell."

Moody's eyes rolled back and forth:

"But it's useless to just understand the spell, and I suspect that many of you haven't actually done a real fight.

The real combat is completely different from what you learn in class, or firing little curses at each other.

Even a duel is nowhere near as good as an unexpected encounter. ”

The interest of the young wizards was gradually aroused, and the initial fear and fear gradually turned into a desire to continue listening.

Zhang Xiao also discovered how this Moody is different from Little Barty's Moody in the original book.

That's a little more patience.

Barty Jr.'s Moody tastes right, but it's a little more impatient.

As for whether this Moody is real, it can only be said that Zhang Xiao and Dumbledore are underestimated.

The original Moody also had to drink Polyjuice Potion often to disguise himself, but this Moody rarely pulled out his flask.

I only take a sip when I eat.

"Zhang!"

Moody on the podium suddenly shouted his name loudly, and Zhang Xiao was interrupted from his thoughts and looked at him with some surprise.

Moody didn't speak directly to himself, but looked at the little wizard and said:

"Not long ago, Zhang and I had the experience of fighting together, and I have to say that he made me look the other way.

In the face of the Death Eaters, he acted less like a little wizard and more like my former colleague. ”

The little wizards let out a burst of exclamation, they didn't even know that such a thing was happening.

When was this?

Harry whispered to Ron Malfoy and Hermione:

"Church! Zhang and the people of the Order of the Phoenix faced nearly a hundred Death Eaters! Among them is Professor Moody's. ”

"Man, is that the battle of the church you've experienced?"

Ron's breathing grew rapid, and his eyes widened, unlike when he was in the dungeon, the Mysteries, the Death Eater army, the Order of the Phoenix.

It's a lot!

"So I'd like to ask Zhang to come up and show you how. What is a real Wizard Battle! ”

Thunderous applause immediately erupted in the classroom, as well as the excited shouts of the young wizards.

What else can be done?

Up!

Zhang Xiao nodded and strode to the front of the seat.

"Zila~" Moody waved his wooden cane, expanding the space a little.

"Do your best, perform realistically, but don't go overboard, Dumbledore told me about you, if you really can't control the fight, there will definitely be a little wizard who will be injured."

Moody took the opportunity to whisper.

"No problem!"

The two of them stood facing each other, moving slowly and slowly retreating backwards.

At this time, Moody did not forget to explain to the little wizards:

"So let's pre-empt the situation!

Zhang and I knew each other and were enemies, and on the way to a black market, we met unexpectedly, and we both knew that a fight was inevitable. ”

The little wizards held their breath and nodded hurriedly, not daring to make a sound at all, for fear of missing a single detail.

When the two retreated to a certain distance, they suddenly raised their hands at the same time.

There was no sound, only dazzling spells staggering through the air, occasionally colliding with each other.

The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and every gesture of waving their wands was extremely smooth.

The end of the previous spell is actually the start of the next spell.

The position of the cast is also extremely tricky.

Under the armpits, on the top of the head, on the legs, wherever the wand is waved, the magic spell can be magically released.

The scattered spells slammed into the walls with a crackling sound.

Whether it is Zhang Xiao or Moody, they all choose those control-type spells very tacitly, such as petrification, coma, disarming and the like.

And try his best to control the direction of the spell blocking.

The little wizards opened their mouths and watched the two of them get faster and faster, the glow of the spell shining on their faces, but they were reluctant to blink their eyes.

Harry's breath quickened:

"So fast! The last time they were in the church, those dark wizards definitely didn't have that much speed! ”

"They. Don't they have to chant mantras? Even if it's a silent spell, the book says that the silent spell needs to be brewed! ”

Hermione twisted the quill, and under the guidance of Zhang Xiao during the summer vacation, she also began to practice casting spells without a wand.

But only when you contact can you know how difficult it is.

But looking at the appearance of Moody's and Zhang Xiao, it seems that they have long been familiar with it, but they can't be familiar with it.

Yes, the two of them were waving their wands almost non-stop, constantly increasing their speed.

This is a very straightforward attack move, and since it is straightforward, it is an upright conspiracy that cannot be avoided.

The core idea is to use your attack frequency to force the opponent to follow and increase your speed.

If the opponent can't keep up with the forced defense, then the rhythm of the whole battle is in their own hands.

In the fast-paced spell blast, you can't do anything like Transfiguration if you want to.

Because there is no time.

The little wizard was fascinated and dazzled, wishing that he could learn this way of flicking his wand and not having to chant spells.

But Harry, Ron, Hermione, Malfoy, Neville, etc., have fought in real battles, and they are young wizards who have studied in the dueling club for three years.

They see more and more depth from the battle.

In particular, a few young wizards were still discussing in a low voice while watching.

The essence of the battle is also revealed.

If the duel between Zhang and Professor Flitwick in the second year can be seen as an excellent psychological game.

Everyone is looking for an opportunity to break through the opponent's defenses.

Then here, it's face-to-face, ferocious, fist-to-flesh bombardment!

The comparison is who can't support it first!

At this moment, the movements of the two people suddenly stopped in unison, and in the stunned eyes of the little wizard, a sudden change occurred!

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

There is still something to do today, the little carp is uncomfortable after the vaccine, it is very sticky, and I am crying

(End of chapter)