"Ahh

Lavender was very qualified in this regard as a girlfriend, and she immediately pounced on it worriedly, and began to gently pat Ron's back without a hint of disgust, and used her wand to clean up the filth that Ron had spit out.

"Next time, please count down... Huh?!" Ron managed to contain his vomit, patted his chest and looked up, his eyes widened suddenly, and anger rushed to the top of his head - he saw that Harry and Cho had not let go of their hands, but now that the two had completed their teleportation and were talking side by side in the wooden circle, they looked very happy.

As Harry's best friend, Harry had a clear impression of Autumn Chang and his careful thoughts, but now watching them talk and laugh so much that Harry didn't notice the situation on his side, Ron was worried that Harry would be emotionally interested in Cho Zhang again, so he couldn't feel uncomfortable, let out a coughing sound that seemed to use a loud voice, and glared at Harry angrily.

Harry, who had been smiling at this time, finally noticed the angry eyes on Ron's freckled face, as if he was burned by Ron's gaze that seemed to be on fire, he quickly put away his smile, and immediately retracted his hand with some weakness - this made Qiu Zhang a little confused about what was going on with the little brother in front of him.

"Now set up the hoops and stand back in place. Mr. Barça ordered, and he began a second collective apparition attempt. Although many people have tried the retinue manifestation with the help of the teaching assistant and experienced the taste of teleportation, it is not easy for most first-time people to resist and get used to this intense dizziness and discomfort - Hermione thinks it is a bit similar to a car, a person who can drive will not get dizzy while driving, but it is not necessarily necessary to put him in the passenger seat.

"Oh, look at Malfoy's smug look... He doesn't have to be a skunk, he's farting everywhere. Ron heard the cheers and realized that it was Draco Malfoy who was high-fived several of the fellow Bootcamp members who had also apparitioned, and the corners of his mouth twitched, he twisted his head, and kicked his own wooden hoop with his foot.

Although Harry had no intention of doing this, because he thought he had been caught by his girlfriend's brother and had been misunderstood, he came over to find something to say, but his voice sounded a little weird: "Ron... Speaking of the Animagus, we've all been chanting mantras at sunrise and sunset for so long that I can't feel a second heart. ”

"Don't be discouraged, this is the second time you've tried Apparition. Cho Chang followed Harry closer, her tone sounding very soft, "Draco Malfoy, you know, they're all members of Harris' Bootcamp. The intensive training class is a theoretical course that exchanges the experience of phantom transformation at a very early stage, and you can be exposed to this aspect of learning in advance, so your understanding must be deeper than those of you who have never been exposed to it... So... Belch... It's normal for them to succeed faster than others..."

Harry felt that Cho Chang's tone was too gentle, and in the face of such friendly comfort, he raised his head and just wanted to smile at Cho Chang, when he suddenly remembered Ron's angry eyes just now and the appearance of Ginny casting a batat spirit spell on others, Harry quickly controlled his muscles and pressed his head down again.

For wizards who have never been exposed to transfiguration, many of them are not determined to succeed in the first lesson, and Flegg and Neville are among them.

"It's going to be too hard, Neville, I think I'm going to be one of the few people who won't be able to get their illusion license..."Flegg Brown scratched his head, he had always been slower than others in Charms-related classes, and even Harry hadn't succeeded now, and he thought he wouldn't be able to.

"Don't be discouraged, Fleg, you can definitely learn it before me, I literally memorized the three D's, but when I used them, I completely forgot their meaning, and when I tried it just now, when I came to my senses, I realized that I had just stood outside the wooden circle and memorized a few times..."

Behind them, Theodore Nott of Slytherin sneered - he was much taller than Neville and Flleg, but with a thin build, a long neck tilted slightly forward, and he looked like a praying mantis.

"Fuck off Knott, what, Malfoy doesn't want you anymore, want to come to our Gryffindor?" Flegg asked deliberately, raising an eyebrow.

"We purebloods don't need you mudbloods to worry about. Theodore's eyes narrowed viciously, he had known Draco and Crabbe since before school, and although he was not very good-looking, he was a smart boy with a talent for potions, and because of his relatively withdrawn personality, he never felt compelled to join the little gang led by Draco Malfoy - only since last semester he had alienated Malfoy and them, and more recently because of the events at the Temple of Ravenclaw, which made him barely talk to Malfoy.

Hufflepuff's Justin Finchrie glanced at Theodore in disgust, and Theodore noticed Justin's eyes and curled one of his lips defiantly, revealing his ugly buckteeth.

Ernie McMillan stood in front of Justin with his head held high, arms folded over his chest - he was a pure-blood student with a short stature and a somewhat flashy appearance and personality, but he was always loyal to the side of justice, and was one of the more leaders among Hufflepuff students after Cedric, and had organized Hufflepuffs to protect Muggle-born classmates in his second year.

At this time, Mr. Barça's order for the next attempt was issued.

Theodore, who had no intention of provoking the anger of the crowd, took the opportunity to snort coldly, his eyes rolled, he shrugged his shoulders and coughed twice, pretending to return his attention to the wooden ring in front of him.

"Ignore him, practice matters. Flegg dragged Neville, who was still puffing up, after all, he only had an hour of practice, and it was too wasteful to put it on meaningless vindictiveness.

This time, Flegg was not only silently reciting those points, but also trying to understand, and just as Mr. Barça spoke at the last number, he felt the sensation that he had begun to occupy the wooden circle of his gaze, and his gaze involuntarily began to spin in place, and the man began to turn into smoke and enter the void.

At this moment, he suddenly heard an exaggerated cough behind him......

A terrible scream resounded through the auditorium, interrupting everyone's training, and many witches let out oozing screams, and although the wizards did not scream, the horror was clearly written on their faces.

Fear and pain distorted Fleg's facial features, his throat seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, his face was as white as ash, there was no blood, and blood continued to emerge from the lower end of his empty robe and flow to the floor, and soon converged into a pool of blood - Fleg's lower body remained in place, and only now did he lose his balance and fall to the ground.

One of the Aurors in charge of the area instantly crossed over the students who began to watch and knelt down beside Flegg and began to pull out the white moss, Hermione also hurried over, she drew her wand, and moved along the mouth where Flegg began to bubble out with blood and guts, and her mouth kept chanting a spell to heal quickly, making her sound like a song, the wound immediately stopped bleeding, and the blood on the ground began to flow back under the effect of magic, and after several other Aurors took Fleg's lower body, they worked together to heal and heal quickly, and under the healing of the spell, the broken intestines and internal organs began to become whole again。

"You scoundrel!" Neville, who had been stunned, suddenly burst into a roar, and he casually tossed his wand aside, clenched his hand into a fist and smashed it into Theodore's mantis face, who was also a little frightened by the sight - but everyone's attention was not diverted from them, but stayed on Flleg, who was being put back together.

A few seconds later, after the Aurors smeared white moss on Flegg's wound, with a loud bang, a puff of purple smoke cleared, and Flegg's lower body finally returned to its original position, although magic was almost impeccable in healing wounds that were not magical injuries, but the illusion of fright and pain that had actually disappeared completely made Flegg no longer as calm as before, he sat on the ground unable to get up, his face was frightened, and he almost died.

"Don't worry, we're prepared for what might happen. Before Mr. Barça could get closer, the voice spread throughout the auditorium, "Don't worry, girls, if you use white moss in time, you won't leave even a single scar." ”