Chapter 428

"First of all, before I begin to explain the actual content of defense against the dark arts, I want to ask you a small question..."

In the middle of the house, Maka stood in front of the group of excited little wizards and calmly began his first speech.

"... yes, in the defense against the dark arts class, we will use many interesting and effective spells. Most of us will learn those spells in Professor flavy's spell class," he Lang said. "Yes, at the beginning, like you, I received professor flavy's kind and happy teaching."

"Then, who can explain for you - what is the biggest difference between the black magic defense class and the magic spell class?"

Before Marca's voice was settled, Hermione immediately raised her arm high.

"Yes, Miss Granger -"

"When we learn the magic spell in the magic spell class, the focus is on the magic spell itself; while when we learn the magic spell in the dark magic defense class, the focus should be on practical application!"

Hermione answered Marca's question with a resounding voice, as if she felt very confident about it.

"That's right," Marca smiled and nodded at her. "If this is a formal lecture, I think I should give Gryffindor more points --"

When he said this, many little wizards laughed, of which the Weasley twins obviously laughed the loudest.

"I'm sure you've heard it," Maka continued. "Now, the reason why I'm invited to you is to help you fill the gap caused by Umbridge's incompetence..." when you heard this, you laughed more happily. "So, this is a defense against dark magic course, not any other course."

"Therefore, I will not teach you anything very theoretical. What we will always consider here is something more direct and effective... At the same time, it must be dangerous!"

At this point, the little wizards in front of Maka were infected by his gradually serious tone, and the smile on his face gradually cooled down.

"... I think everyone must have felt it while Hogwarts grew year by year. There are all kinds of dangers around us. Therefore, I hope everyone should clearly remind themselves at every next party that what we are doing is not just a class, but a kind of training for self-protection and protection!"

"Our goal is to let ourselves grow up fully while sweating over and over again, so as to face all kinds of difficulties we will encounter in life. This process will not be easy and pleasant."

Seeing that Maka was so serious, everyone murmured at the bottom of their hearts. But Maka's strength is well known. When he changed his usual tranquility and became serious, even the most irritating students didn't dare to say more nonsense.

"Well, next, I'll teach you a very useful little magic spell -" Maka took out an ordinary magic wand from her waist and waved it at a constant speed with an extremely stable technique. "The shadow of the spell remains."

When a simple mantra ended, everyone found that nothing seemed to have happened.

"This is a magic spell I created myself, and its effect is actually very boring, but it can help us carry out spell training more effectively -" Maka smiled and said, "watch it - float into the sky!"

While he was talking, a floating spell came out, and a bookshelf on the opposite wall floated a few inches off the ground.

At first, everyone's eyes were attracted by the bookshelf. They thought this floating spell would have some amazing effects! But after a while, we didn't find any difference.

Well, except that the bookshelf floats very stably, it is really just an ordinary floating spell.

"Not over there," Maka said. "Look this way, this way -"

Reminded by Maka, the little wizards turned around one after another, and then they all showed their doubts.

They all saw - in front of the tip of Maka's staff, there was a trace of bending and turning, emitting clear blue fluorescence.

"As professor flavy often reminds us, if we want to cast a spell correctly, we need to remember three key elements - the singing of the spell, the waving of the wand and clear imagination. The little spell I just showed allows us to clearly show the trajectory of the wand tip while casting a spell."

"The track of the stick tip?" a student subconsciously repeated it.

"Yes, the track of the tip of the wand!" Maka nodded. "We all know that compared with deformation, the casting of the spell is relatively free. Including the intonation of the mantra and the waving track of the wand, there can be a certain degree of deformation, because the most important point of casting the spell is' imagination '."

"But here today - especially in the defense against the dark arts, I want to tell you one thing," he said in a very positive way. "Every spell has its best singing standard and the best wand waving track."

"... I remember professor flavy once said that we should try our best to write down the successful waving and singing with our own bodies." Hermione couldn't help thinking.

"Well," Maka smiled at her, "standardizing and optimizing each spell has two major advantages. First, it allows us to shorten the casting time as much as possible; second, it is beneficial for us to carry out various' effective 'training in the future."

"In the actual wizard duel, if your spell can go even a little faster than your opponent, it will become a strong advantage for you."

Maka said, falling the bookshelf back to the ground, and then scattered the floating spell. But then he cast the next floating spell again.

When a tiny bit of two tracks as like as two peas came together, they could not sigh in a soft voice. The two patterns were exactly the same.

"Well, let's talk about the wand waving track in advance. You can practice anytime and anywhere in the future. I'll send you the mantra, anti mantra and waving track of the little spell together with the relevant materials of other spells at the end. Next, we will immediately enter the first training content --"

"... Ma, uh... Professor McLean?" Hermione suddenly raised her hand.

"What's the matter, Miss Granger?" asked Marca.

"Is it... Too fast?" Hermione couldn't help reminding. "As far as I know, just the content just now is enough for us to practice for a long time..."

"I see what you mean," Ma Ka nodded. "However, this is not a formal lecture, and we obviously don't have much time to get together here. Therefore, we should cherish every minute as much as possible!"

He paused and continued: "I know that just what I just said is almost the same, so it's a heavy task for everyone to learn all the spells again. But I don't want everyone to finish it before the next gathering - it must be a long-term struggle!"

"But for our training, it is a foundation. I believe that everyone present signed their names on the list according to their own will, and everyone has their own reasons. However, since everyone has taken the initiative to stand here, I believe everyone will do their best."

"Then next," Marca said again, reorganizing her mind, "our first training content is reaction ability training."

"In the face of emergencies, it is undoubtedly very important to respond in time and calmly. Depending on the actual situation, this may help you avoid a stone that hits your toe, or help you quickly fight back against the sneak attack of the black wizard... And even prevent you from seeing the smile of death!"

"So --"

Maka had just said this, and before he made any action, he saw a large ceiling on the top of the little wizards falling very abruptly.

A small number of students with keen senses immediately screamed and rushed to one side, but most of them found the sudden change of the situation when the scream sounded.

When the ceiling was about to touch the heads of some tall people, it suddenly stopped falling. Looking at the little wizards who were scared to sit on the floor, Maka smiled and shrugged.

"If it had been a real attack, you should know what it would be like." he waved and put the ceiling back on the top. "Please don't relax. Voldemort is staring at every inch of the British magic world. We need to be vigilant wherever we are."

When he mentioned Voldemort's name without concealment, most of the little wizards looked tight, and the students sitting on the floor quickly got up.

"Just now, Miss Granger, Mr. Porter, the Weasley brothers, Miss Zhang, miss Lovegood, and... Mr. Longbottom," Marca would pause on her counterpart every time she gave a name, "You did a good job and dodged in time! Especially Fred and George, you took Ginny with you when you left directly below the ceiling - I have to say, you did a very beautiful job!"

"Oh yes," said Ginny slightly, who had just stood up from the floor. "Thank you, George, Fred..."

"It's all right, it's a piece of cake!" Fred said with a smile.

"Yes, mom, we'd be miserable if we knew we couldn't protect you!" George said with a straight smile. "Also, I'm George. Don't look at Fred and call my name!"

"Don't listen to him!" Fred laughed. "I'm George. You know him right!"