Chapter 587 Magic Level, Neville's Spring
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Spell class.
Professor Flitwick was delighted by John's presence, and although John was not a student of Ravenclaw, he must have been Flitwick's favorite student.
"Wands shouldn't be swung violently, Mr. Crabbe."
Professor Flitwick was small in stature, but he was respected.
The charm class of the seventh grade has lost a lot of theory, and more is the control of past spells, which is used to cope with the newt exam.
"Nice Levitation Charm, Miss Granger."
Sometimes a well-executed spell draws Professor Flitwick's admiration.
Ron and Harry whispered, "Why is John here? I didn't think he'd be in Charms all year."
"I heard that Professor Flitwick invited him," said Harry. "I thought he wouldn't show up either."
Ron felt the absurdity and said, "What can he study here? I mean, does he need to take these courses?"
John killed Voldemort in the first half of the year, but he still comes here to study?
Not to mention Ron, everyone else felt like they were dreaming.
Even Ravenclaw students can't figure out what the head is up to.
Halfway through the class, Professor Flitwick saw that the time was almost up, so he waved his wand for everyone to look at.
"Look here, yes, you heard it right, Miss Parkinson, I hope you let Mr. Nott go for a while."
Pansy, who was entangled with Theodore, let go of his arm immediately upon hearing this.
Everyone looked over, Professor Flitwick said: "I know, you are full of doubts about my invitation to Mr. Wick."
"Mr. Wick's current level is beyond what I can teach."
"So I warmly invite, and hope that Mr. Wick can leave some amazing magic for Hogwarts in this class."
That was Professor Flitwick's purpose, and he knew John had created a lot of magic.
As a professor of charms, he hopes that John can share some of his experience in magic creation and application.
This can be regarded as a little slippery trick belonging to Ravenclaw.
Professor Flitwick waved at John enthusiastically and said, "John, we've agreed."
"Okay, Professor Flitwick," John said helplessly, standing up from his seat.
The students saw that the second king of the wizarding world taught himself a lesson!
They all stared at John with bright eyes, bursting out with unprecedented enthusiasm.
Walking to Professor Flitwick's place, John thought about the magic he could teach.
Speaking of which, his magic is extremely dangerous.
If you are not careful, let alone confronting the enemy, you will be backlashed by magic.
After screening, John locked the magic to the variant he was best at, the Shattering Curse.
"I divide magic into seven levels." After pondering, John said.
With a slight flick of his wand, white light fell on a human target in the Charms classroom.
White smoke came out of the humanoid target, and the middle part was broken.
He made another four attacks in a row.
Humanoid targets cause different degrees of damage and crushing effects.
"From the first to the fifth level, there is a watershed in the application of magic power and actual combat skills, and the effects are gradually improved."
The students gasped in amazement when they saw the damage caused by John's understatement.
The savage Crabbe raised his hand and asked, "What about the sixth grade?"
"The sixth level is to create new changes based on the spell itself. You can change the form of the spell."
After finishing speaking, John tapped the wand lightly on the table, and a wave of white light spread out.
Wherever it passed, the reappearing humanoid target turned into dust and scattered as if it had been weathered.
Professor Flitwick's eyes lit up, and he shrieked, "Excellent Crushing Curse!"
John swung his wand again, and a lightning-shaped long whip wrapped around a table, and when he pulled it hard, the contact part shattered.
Then a white ball of light appeared on the tip of his wand, and as the ball got bigger and bigger, Professor Flitwick became restless.
"John, don't destroy the classroom."
"Sorry, Professor Flitwick, I almost forgot."
John, who was about to use the crushing spell, remembered that this is a classroom. He dispersed the crushing spell and said flatly, "What you saw just now are the three variants of the crushing spell."
"You will find that, apart from the different forms of expression, the effect has only one purpose, and that is to shatter."
The shattering spell that changed the original form was eye-catching, and the effect it caused was also powerful.
At this time, someone raised his hand again, and it was Ernie.
He asked excitedly, "What about level seven?"
"That's a new kind of magic." John smiled slightly, looked around, spread his hands and said, "I can't demonstrate it here."
It means that John has reached the seventh level of attainment.
The students looked at Professor Flitwick pleadingly.
Hermione still didn't know how to face John in it.
She no longer had the idea of catching up with John. When she needed to take notes, John was already teaching on the podium.
Professor Flitwick also wanted to see what the seventh-level magic was like.
So he simply took advantage of the professor's privilege and took the students out of the classroom.
The students cheered, and everyone followed.
Neville and Hannah walked together, and the two behaved intimately, which seemed to be an unusual relationship.
Malfoy gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for my Atuo not being here, it wouldn't be their turn to show!"
Daphne rolled his eyes at him, and said with a sneer, "You think you can show?"
Remembering that his nemesis was still there, Malfoy was aggrieved.
Pansy came to Daphne and asked in a low voice, "Where did you and John go yesterday?"
Thinking of what happened yesterday, Daphne seemed to be drunk, her cheeks were slightly red, and she stammered, "We didn't do anything."
"Really?" Pansy stared at Daphne suspiciously.
After coming back last night, Daphne's posture of rolling back and forth on the pillow for several hours didn't look like she didn't do anything.
Daphne murmured in a weak mosquito voice, "We slept for a while."
"Did you sleep?!"
Pansy's brain was almost overloaded.
Is that what you said you did nothing?
No, I'm just cuddling and acting like a baby now, isn't your progress too fast?
"No, it's just sleeping." Daphne hurriedly explained.
Pan Xi said that I understand, I understand, it is just sleeping.
The more she explained, the more people imagined, Daphne was desperate.
Arrived in a clearing outside the castle.
John looked around, and in the distance stood the ruins of the ruins cleared from the Hogwarts battle.
"Just right here."
He made everyone stop and said seriously: "I will only demonstrate this once."
After all, there is only one target.
Everyone was curious about what the seventh-level magic was like, and they held their breaths.
I saw John raising his wand and aiming at the pile of ruins.
"Reducto"
The white light converged at the tip of the staff, turning into spiral entangled lightning and blasting out.
At this moment, there was only a white light in front of everyone's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the hit ruins were instantly shattered and disappeared without a trace.
On the original ground, a [-]-meter pothole appeared out of thin air.
As if the sword of the gods pierced the earth, white smoke rose from John's wand.
He stopped and continued his attack.
Everyone stared blankly at the deep pit that appeared.
"Is this the Crushing Curse?" Ron was dumbfounded, and asked everyone's doubts.
This is simply the Annihilation Curse, under one blow, everything is destroyed.
Professor Lian Flitwick couldn't help thinking about what state John was in now.
"As expected of someone who can be compared with Dumbledore."
John waved his wand to let the white smoke disperse, and said flatly: "As you can see, seventh-level magic is powerful, but at the same time it will cause a huge burden on the wizard's body and wand."
This is a leap in quality, and the Shattering Curse is just a finer Explosion Curse in the hands of others.
But in John's hand, the effect of a life annihilation device can be erupted.
This allowed them to more intuitively understand the gap between themselves and the second king of the magic world.
And a few days later, Hogwarts began to circulate rumors about the seven levels of magic.
There was even a case where two students would grade each other when they clashed.
"Oops, my disarming spell is only level three, and the opponent has at least level four disarming spell."
More often than not, it's not a fight to win.
This also makes grade evaluation a hot topic, and the specific standard is John's set.
However, since John only demonstrates the crushing spell, the other spells from levels [-] to [-] are relatively vague.
Ron asked curiously: "Harry, do you have level [-] of the Disarming Curse?"
"Probably?" Harry said uncertainly.
Hermione was also very curious, thinking that Harry's Disarming Charm might be very advanced.
...
Professor Flitwick was delighted by John's presence, and although John was not a student of Ravenclaw, he must have been Flitwick's favorite student.
"Wands shouldn't be swung violently, Mr. Crabbe."
Professor Flitwick was small in stature, but he was respected.
The charm class of the seventh grade has lost a lot of theory, and more is the control of past spells, which is used to cope with the newt exam.
"Nice Levitation Charm, Miss Granger."
Sometimes a well-executed spell draws Professor Flitwick's admiration.
Ron and Harry whispered, "Why is John here? I didn't think he'd be in Charms all year."
"I heard that Professor Flitwick invited him," said Harry. "I thought he wouldn't show up either."
Ron felt the absurdity and said, "What can he study here? I mean, does he need to take these courses?"
John killed Voldemort in the first half of the year, but he still comes here to study?
Not to mention Ron, everyone else felt like they were dreaming.
Even Ravenclaw students can't figure out what the head is up to.
Halfway through the class, Professor Flitwick saw that the time was almost up, so he waved his wand for everyone to look at.
"Look here, yes, you heard it right, Miss Parkinson, I hope you let Mr. Nott go for a while."
Pansy, who was entangled with Theodore, let go of his arm immediately upon hearing this.
Everyone looked over, Professor Flitwick said: "I know, you are full of doubts about my invitation to Mr. Wick."
"Mr. Wick's current level is beyond what I can teach."
"So I warmly invite, and hope that Mr. Wick can leave some amazing magic for Hogwarts in this class."
That was Professor Flitwick's purpose, and he knew John had created a lot of magic.
As a professor of charms, he hopes that John can share some of his experience in magic creation and application.
This can be regarded as a little slippery trick belonging to Ravenclaw.
Professor Flitwick waved at John enthusiastically and said, "John, we've agreed."
"Okay, Professor Flitwick," John said helplessly, standing up from his seat.
The students saw that the second king of the wizarding world taught himself a lesson!
They all stared at John with bright eyes, bursting out with unprecedented enthusiasm.
Walking to Professor Flitwick's place, John thought about the magic he could teach.
Speaking of which, his magic is extremely dangerous.
If you are not careful, let alone confronting the enemy, you will be backlashed by magic.
After screening, John locked the magic to the variant he was best at, the Shattering Curse.
"I divide magic into seven levels." After pondering, John said.
With a slight flick of his wand, white light fell on a human target in the Charms classroom.
White smoke came out of the humanoid target, and the middle part was broken.
He made another four attacks in a row.
Humanoid targets cause different degrees of damage and crushing effects.
"From the first to the fifth level, there is a watershed in the application of magic power and actual combat skills, and the effects are gradually improved."
The students gasped in amazement when they saw the damage caused by John's understatement.
The savage Crabbe raised his hand and asked, "What about the sixth grade?"
"The sixth level is to create new changes based on the spell itself. You can change the form of the spell."
After finishing speaking, John tapped the wand lightly on the table, and a wave of white light spread out.
Wherever it passed, the reappearing humanoid target turned into dust and scattered as if it had been weathered.
Professor Flitwick's eyes lit up, and he shrieked, "Excellent Crushing Curse!"
John swung his wand again, and a lightning-shaped long whip wrapped around a table, and when he pulled it hard, the contact part shattered.
Then a white ball of light appeared on the tip of his wand, and as the ball got bigger and bigger, Professor Flitwick became restless.
"John, don't destroy the classroom."
"Sorry, Professor Flitwick, I almost forgot."
John, who was about to use the crushing spell, remembered that this is a classroom. He dispersed the crushing spell and said flatly, "What you saw just now are the three variants of the crushing spell."
"You will find that, apart from the different forms of expression, the effect has only one purpose, and that is to shatter."
The shattering spell that changed the original form was eye-catching, and the effect it caused was also powerful.
At this time, someone raised his hand again, and it was Ernie.
He asked excitedly, "What about level seven?"
"That's a new kind of magic." John smiled slightly, looked around, spread his hands and said, "I can't demonstrate it here."
It means that John has reached the seventh level of attainment.
The students looked at Professor Flitwick pleadingly.
Hermione still didn't know how to face John in it.
She no longer had the idea of catching up with John. When she needed to take notes, John was already teaching on the podium.
Professor Flitwick also wanted to see what the seventh-level magic was like.
So he simply took advantage of the professor's privilege and took the students out of the classroom.
The students cheered, and everyone followed.
Neville and Hannah walked together, and the two behaved intimately, which seemed to be an unusual relationship.
Malfoy gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for my Atuo not being here, it wouldn't be their turn to show!"
Daphne rolled his eyes at him, and said with a sneer, "You think you can show?"
Remembering that his nemesis was still there, Malfoy was aggrieved.
Pansy came to Daphne and asked in a low voice, "Where did you and John go yesterday?"
Thinking of what happened yesterday, Daphne seemed to be drunk, her cheeks were slightly red, and she stammered, "We didn't do anything."
"Really?" Pansy stared at Daphne suspiciously.
After coming back last night, Daphne's posture of rolling back and forth on the pillow for several hours didn't look like she didn't do anything.
Daphne murmured in a weak mosquito voice, "We slept for a while."
"Did you sleep?!"
Pansy's brain was almost overloaded.
Is that what you said you did nothing?
No, I'm just cuddling and acting like a baby now, isn't your progress too fast?
"No, it's just sleeping." Daphne hurriedly explained.
Pan Xi said that I understand, I understand, it is just sleeping.
The more she explained, the more people imagined, Daphne was desperate.
Arrived in a clearing outside the castle.
John looked around, and in the distance stood the ruins of the ruins cleared from the Hogwarts battle.
"Just right here."
He made everyone stop and said seriously: "I will only demonstrate this once."
After all, there is only one target.
Everyone was curious about what the seventh-level magic was like, and they held their breaths.
I saw John raising his wand and aiming at the pile of ruins.
"Reducto"
The white light converged at the tip of the staff, turning into spiral entangled lightning and blasting out.
At this moment, there was only a white light in front of everyone's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the hit ruins were instantly shattered and disappeared without a trace.
On the original ground, a [-]-meter pothole appeared out of thin air.
As if the sword of the gods pierced the earth, white smoke rose from John's wand.
He stopped and continued his attack.
Everyone stared blankly at the deep pit that appeared.
"Is this the Crushing Curse?" Ron was dumbfounded, and asked everyone's doubts.
This is simply the Annihilation Curse, under one blow, everything is destroyed.
Professor Lian Flitwick couldn't help thinking about what state John was in now.
"As expected of someone who can be compared with Dumbledore."
John waved his wand to let the white smoke disperse, and said flatly: "As you can see, seventh-level magic is powerful, but at the same time it will cause a huge burden on the wizard's body and wand."
This is a leap in quality, and the Shattering Curse is just a finer Explosion Curse in the hands of others.
But in John's hand, the effect of a life annihilation device can be erupted.
This allowed them to more intuitively understand the gap between themselves and the second king of the magic world.
And a few days later, Hogwarts began to circulate rumors about the seven levels of magic.
There was even a case where two students would grade each other when they clashed.
"Oops, my disarming spell is only level three, and the opponent has at least level four disarming spell."
More often than not, it's not a fight to win.
This also makes grade evaluation a hot topic, and the specific standard is John's set.
However, since John only demonstrates the crushing spell, the other spells from levels [-] to [-] are relatively vague.
Ron asked curiously: "Harry, do you have level [-] of the Disarming Curse?"
"Probably?" Harry said uncertainly.
Hermione was also very curious, thinking that Harry's Disarming Charm might be very advanced.
...
