Chapter 174 The Classroom Lost Its Order

"It's an interesting spell."

"It's not something that is taught in the courses of Hogwarts students in your grade."

"But I think it is necessary for you to learn." As he said this, Lupine easily dodged Peeves' furious cane attack from behind.

As soon as they heard the two keywords "their grade" and "Hogwarts doesn't teach", some casual students immediately became energetic.

Harry raised his hand in response, "What's so interesting about it?"

Lupine winked at Harry, "The interesting thing about the Psychic Curse is that as you become more proficient at it, it will show you more abilities."

"Skill?" Ron also praised him.

"It is more active than other spells, and is closely integrated with the wizard's spirit and body. It is more of a method of exercising the senses than a spell."

"In the beginning stage, when you use it, you will have a 360-degree view."

“That is, everything up, down, left, front and back can be seen.”

"As you get more comfortable with it, you will then find that everything within your field of vision seems to slow down, as if it has stopped."

"At this stage, you can only deal with sudden sneak attacks and gain the upper hand in the duel."

"But for magical creatures with divine speed, your body's reaction is still relatively lagging behind your vision."

"Then in the final stage, when you are as skilled as breathing when using it, you will find that your nerve reflex speed will slowly increase, gradually exceeding the limit of the human body."

"Sir, what stage have you reached?" Ravenclaw's Terry Butt was very excited, as if the thirty-year-old magician and his white moonlight had finished their virginity.

Lupine touched his nose and said, "The second stage."

"So," he dodged Peeves' sneak attack again with a look of helplessness on his face, "can you stop targeting me?"

"In my eyes, the peanuts you throw are as slow as a snail."

"Don't forget, you are the assistant coach today."

"So," Peeves said with an evil smile on his broad face, "my target today is these little devils?"

"They used the Nalaoshizi super-sensible spell you taught them to evade?"

He spun in mid-air excitedly and rubbed his hands together again, "You have to hurry up, I can't wait any longer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kept taking out "weapons" one after another from the little dress.

Moldy peanuts, bread, slingshots, projectiles, bows and arrows, boomerangs.

They were all hovering in mid-air one by one, and Peeves's thick little hands were stroking them one by one, as if they were playing a piano.

All the students looked at Lupine, giving him eager looks.

In Britain, where Quidditch is popular, they all instantly thought of the use of this spell.

Moreover, they don’t want to get their faces covered in rotten and smelly food.

However, Bagir just yawned boredly from behind.

There is a reason why the Psychic Charm, a spell that is very practical just by hearing the description, has not been added to the curriculum, and no Quidditch players have specifically learned it.

The three stages Lu Ping mentioned should actually be put in a more accurate way -

Stage 1: Casting the spell also requires incantations and waving of a wand.

Stage 2: Only spells are needed to cast the spell.

Stage 3: Casting to get rid of spells and wands.

In fact, no matter which stage it is, it has blessings for nerve reflexes.

However, supersensory spells are easy to learn but difficult to master, and most wizards can only linger in the first stage.

Therefore, it is of little use in Quidditch where magic is not allowed.

Moreover, in the first stage, the duration of the spell is very short, and it takes a long time for the human brain to get used to this kind of global vision.

Unless it is performed beforehand and used to it, it is not practical in magic duels.

Only suitable for hand-to-hand combat with hot and cold weapons.

Most importantly, it was of little use to Bagir, who had keen senses.

A 360-degree field of vision is an inherent function of his 'golden eyes'.

The method of supersensory spell to train the senses was not suitable for him.

But Lupine's spread of this spell always felt like it was personal.

Supersensory spells are very commonly used in the [Werewolf Capture Planning Team] affiliated with the [Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures].

It is a spell specially developed for dealing with magical creatures such as werewolves, which are agile and dangerous.

The first stage of the super-sensory spell is enough to make the wizard's nerve reflexes surpass those of a werewolf.

When Bagir was distracted, Lupine had already finished teaching the spell and the corresponding wand waving method.

The hand holding the wand is parallel to the eyes, and the mantra [Dongyouzhawei] is recited.

Then pull it out to the limit, then twist your wrist so that the tip of the stick touches the center of your eyebrows.

"Practice on your own first," Lupine said after the demonstration. "If you succeed, raise your hands and walk to my right, with your back to Peeves."

"Peeves, just attack the students on my right as you please."

On the grass beside the black lake, there was a sudden sound of "Dongyouzhawei".

Wand waved.

Ron was standing too close to Harry, and he gave Harry a sharp elbow instantly.

Draco lost interest in the wizard's magic, but this time he was rarely serious. He used too much force and almost poked his own eye.

However, it is obvious that wizards with short wands have an advantage when casting psychic spells.

They only need to turn their wrists slightly, and the tip of the stick will just touch the center of their eyebrows.

As for the long wand, in addition to twisting the wrist, the elbow also needs to be pulled outward.

But Basil's focus was not on this.

He suddenly remembered a book he had read in Ollivander's shop.

Most wands are between 9 and 14 inches long.

There are also very short (shorter than 8 inches) and very long (longer than 15 inches) wands.

Owners of short wands often have character flaws.

Owners of long wands are often short in stature.

Basil thought Ollivander was making a dirty joke.

But now he has observed that it is true.

For example, Harry is relatively short, and his wand is relatively long - 11 inches.

However, this theory does not seem to be completely true for Ron.

Willow, 14 inches, unicorn hair.

This is the data of Ron's newly bought wand.

He does have character flaws, so it is not surprising that his wand is long.

But on the other hand, Ron is very tall - compared to his peers.

Could it be that his character flaws are so great that they overshadow his height advantage?

Basil did not continue to think about it.

Because Anthony Goldstein from Ravenclaw had raised his hand to indicate that he succeeded.

This supervisor of Ravenclaw from the original world line, a member of Dumbledore's Army, walked out of the crowd with a proud step.

Damn! Are you pretending to be cool in front of me?

Naturally, Basil could only raise his hand.

Then came Hermione.

This hit the pride that the Ravenclaws had just aroused.

Especially in the following dodges, Hermione and Basil's movements were extremely small, and they always dodged just right.

But Anthony was panting, his body was covered with grass leaves, and his hair was hit by the panel and stained with moldy debris.

Seeing this scene, some students chose to practice harder.

Among them was Draco, who had small sparks in his breath while practicing.

Other students chose to cheer, as if they had succeeded.

Most of them were girls.

Lisa Dupin and Padma Patil from Ravenclaw.

Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones from Hufflepuff.

Gryffindor's Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown.

Slytherin's Pansy Parkinson, Millicent Bulstrode, and Daphne Greengrass.

They all gave up practice, used their wands as cheering sticks, and jumped up and down while shouting Basil's full name.

Lupin wanted to stop them.

But he was vaguely caught in the sense of déjà vu again.

By the Black Lake, James ruffled his hair and used a golden snitch and Peter as props to show off.

Sirius leaned lazily under the beech tree, his black hair hanging in front of his eyes, inadvertently bringing out a bit of elegance.

He didn't need to move like James to attract the attention of the girls.

And he stood quietly in the shadows, enjoying the happiness of having friends.

This moment is just like that moment.

Peeves became more excited.

He was not angry at being fooled.

Born from the students' disgust for order, he was naturally more inclined to disorder.

At this moment, the disordered classroom made him feel at home.

His hands seemed to have grown eight at once.

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The ‘weapons’ in front of him disappeared at lightning speed and flew directly to the crowd.

No longer limited to the place specified by Lupin.

Harry, who had completed the introductory spell a minute ago, but pretended not to have completed it because Ron was beside him, reacted instantly.

[Armor Protection]

Basil saved them from the three-headed dog, and the spell that Harry had practiced hard in private appeared at this moment.

The ‘weapons’ such as the bench legs, soft-headed arrows, bread slices, pine nuts, glass beads, etc. seemed to hit an invisible wall and splashed instantly.

[All Immobilized]

Lupin came to his senses instantly, and the power of the Immobilization Spell stopped the movement of the ‘weapons’ and kept them in mid-air.

Three seconds later, they fell vertically on the grass and the lake.

Lupin breathed a sigh of relief, "Well done! James--Harry! Save your classmates, Gryffindor gets 5 points."

"Peeves, I don't think you're welcome in this class anymore."

Peeves wasn't angry, he chuckled, "Confused Lupin, stupid Lupin."

"I don't need to stay any longer now."

"You listen?"

The bell rang, and Peeves disappeared into the air with a puff.

Leaving only the mess on the ground and his shrill laughter.

The class ended just like that.

After Lupin assigned the homework, he announced the dismissal.

The things on the grass and the lake vaporized and dissipated after he cast a spell.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and Basil did not choose to return to the castle.

It's still some time before dinner.

And Hagrid was standing over the vegetable garden waving at them.

"I haven't seen Norberta for a long time." After seeing Hagrid, Ron swept away the gloom of not completing the extrasensory spell.

Basil just wanted to laugh. He saw through Ron's heart and found that Ron was not happy to see Norbeta again.

But the unicorn tail hair in Hagrid's cabin.

Although Ron only had 312 galleons left of the 314 he earned last year, he still couldn't wait to pluck Hagrid's unicorn tail hair again.

Harry was very sincere.

As soon as he entered the cabin, he dealt with Fang's saliva attack while going straight to the pet box.

Unlike Ron, he looked at the ceiling as soon as he came in.

There were several copper kettles, pickled hams, and a bunch of long, smooth and shiny white hair hanging there.

Hermione also noticed this.

Ron also noticed that Hermione had noticed him.

His freckled face turned red, and he muttered, "I feel sorry for Malfoy. He likes dragons the most, right?"

"You don't know. I stayed with him this summer. He's not a bad guy."

The more he spoke, the more confident he became, and the blush on his face gradually disappeared.

"Harry, how about I go and call Malfoy."

However, even though he said this, he didn't move a step.

Although his head turned, the corner of his eyes was still staring at the long hair as white as moonlight.

Hermione looked at him with disdain.

Hagrid didn't notice this scene.

He stopped in front of Harry, "I'll go in first. You don't know, Norberta is so big now."

"I don't know if he still recognizes you."

Then he got into the box and disappeared into the room.

Harry followed.

Ron glanced at the ceiling again, but because of his self-esteem, he still got into the box.

A minute later, the small world in the pet box welcomed the four people again.

The colorful light flashed in the yellow sand and stone, and glass-like crystals appeared.

The steep Gobi Desert was stained with black, and huge claw marks.

The clear lake flashed with sporadic black reflective scales.

The sheep that had been grazing peacefully in the grassland before hid in the forest, and became neighbors with pheasants.

And the forest was also overwhelmed by a clearing.

It was obvious that a huge beast was rampaging in this space.

But now, it was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is Norberta? Where is she?" Harry looked around.

Ron scratched the back of his head. As a middleman, he had read the instructions, but after a summer vacation, he had forgotten most of it. He only felt that the answer was about to come out, but he just couldn't remember it.

"Haha, it seems that Norbeta is resting." Hagrid picked up the pink flower umbrella placed beside the well as the entrance and raised it to the sky, "The flames are blazing!"

The bright yellow flames seemed to fall into a funnel and were sucked into the yellow-white "sun".

A deafening and sharp roar instantly resounded through the sky.

A black shadow enveloped the four people with a strong wind.

Whoosh!

The sound of the windmill blades beating the air sounded.

A huge dragon appeared in front of them.

The protruding orange-red vertical pupils looked at everyone except Hagrid.

And the next second when that gaze fell on Bajir.

Boom!

The ground shook.

The fire dragon fell directly backwards to the ground.

The black wings with spikes spread out, and the black ridges on the back rubbed against the ground.

While exposing its belly, the slender neck was winding, and the ferocious head snorted at Bajir in a flattering manner, emitting sparks.

Hagrid said frustratedly and jealously, "You always attract Norbeta, Basil."

"She never shows her belly in front of me."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all upset.

This was clearly a sign of weakness. Female Norwegian Ridgebacks are larger and more ferocious than males.

Even if they see a male they like, they just raise their tails to make it easier for the other party to ride on them.

There is no one who shows their belly like this.