Chapter 39 Eight Trigrams

Was Professor David wiggling his wand to be ready to rescue Kewen at any time? no.

So is it to secretly add a little difficulty to Kewen? Neither.

In fact, it was just a slight itch on the outside of Professor David's thigh, which he rubbed with his wand.

As for whether Kewen can successfully release the spell to block the spider, Professor David has long been sure. After all, Kewen's spells are so standard, and his wand movements are so standard.

What's more, Kewen successfully blocked the attack of two balls in the last class, so the speed of the big spider, which is much slower than the ball, naturally cannot add any difficulty to Kewen.

Professor David is very sure of this.

At the same time, not as expected by Professor David, the magic spell released by Kewen easily hit the spider that was jumping from the air, not even giving the spider a chance to make a double jump after landing.

Therefore, I saw the big spider in the air, and suddenly the strong eight-legged couldn't help but folded up and curled up on the abdomen.

Then, the big spider's massed body fell to the ground and let out a scream of pain. After bouncing on the ground twice, it stopped, and began to shake and struggle continuously.

clap clap!

After clapping his hands twice, Professor David gave Kewen a meaningful look, and then praised in a flat tone: "Have you seen the very standard 'Leg Locking Curse'?"

"See clearly."

The students responded.

Kewen glanced at Slytherin quickly and covertly, and couldn't help but feel relieved. Because at this time, most people's expressions are a little eager to try, but there is very little envy, jealousy and hatred like the last class.

"Mr. Quinn can go to the seat to rest. You can watch the performance of your classmates, or you can do other things. I declare that you have passed my two classes." Professor David said without hesitation. After speaking for a while, he commanded: "The next classmate comes forward!"

When the words fell, Professor David used his wand to control the big spider to float back in front of him. With a flick of the wand, the effect of the leg-locking spell on the big spider was lifted.

Seeing this, Kewen took advantage of the situation to move up, turned around and walked back to the seat and sat down...

In the following time, the situation of the students practicing the 'Leg Locking Mantra' was appalling.

After all, few students have been exposed to the threat of magical creatures before entering school. Therefore, most of them seem to panic when facing the attack of the big spider. Even if they know that the professor will rescue them, they still make frequent mistakes.

Either the spell is wrong, or the wand's movements are not up to standard. Even if someone successfully releases the spell, the accuracy of the spell is still worrying.

Therefore, as Kewen's face became worse and worse, by the end of get out of class, no student except him had successfully blocked the big spider.

Looking at the Slytherin Academy again, Kewen thought to himself, because those arrogant children looked at him even more unfriendly, and the eagerness of "I can do it" before was long gone...

lunch time.

Cowen ate his meal dejectedly, not only having to deal with the celebrations, praise and advice from the surrounding Gryffindor students, but also to endure the malicious gazes from the long Slytherin table.

Therefore, Kewen had no choice but to vent his unpleasant emotions on the food, biting the steak and fruit viciously.

After the meal, Kewen did not go back to the dormitory for a lunch break, but stayed in the auditorium and continued to read the books borrowed from the library.

At this time, Penello came over, sat down beside Cowen, and after bumping Cowen with his elbow, he whispered, "You have provoked Slytherin."

"How can I provoke them." Kewen was helpless, his eyes shifted from the book to Penello's face, and he said a little depressedly: "It's their own madness."

"I heard." Penelope lowered his body, approached Kewen's face and said in a low voice: "It was rumored during lunch before that you did a great job in class.

It severely hit the self-confidence of those Slytherin students. "

"Who did you listen to?" Kewen was upset and wondered if the bear children in Hogwarts were so gossipy?

"Listen to that Alelia from Gryffindor," Penello replied, "I mean, first of all our Ravenclaw freshmen heard about it from Aleilia, and then passed it on. I'm here."

"Aleilia Lothar?" Cowen had the impression that it was a fresh girl with black hair, and her teeth were protruding because of her habit of breathing with her mouth.

"Yes." Penello confirmed.

"You can tell it's a little bitch just by looking at her face..." Kewen muttered and cursed.

"No swearing!" Penello nudged Cowen again with his elbow, and then asked, "What are you going to do now?"

"What should I do?" Ke Wen was puzzled.

"I mean, I heard that the students of Slytherin Academy are particularly caring and vengeful." Penello said with some worry: "My senior sisters told us on the first day of school, try not to talk to Slater. Lin's students come and go, and try not to offend them."

"Cut, it's just a bunch of little brats." Kewen curled his lips in disdain: "What can they do to me? In the castle, outside of the classroom, indiscriminate use of magic spells is not allowed."

"Anyway, be careful." Penello urged: "It's best to spend more time with your Gryffindor classmates, so as to avoid trouble as much as possible."

"Don't worry." Kewen smiled and reassured: "If they come to trouble me, they will be the ones who will trouble me in the end."

"I know you have a lot of spells, but you also have to be careful with the seniors of Slytherin." Penello was still a little worried.

"Okay, I see." Kewen answered again and again, and then immediately changed the subject and said, "How was your class today?"

"It's okay." Penello was successfully diverted his attention, and said with some distress: "In the month before the start of the school, you only taught me four household spells, so our dean's spells class was fine. The Transfiguration class this morning was a bit difficult."

Having said this, Penello couldn't help but look at Cowen's eyes with some resentment, and said unhappily: "Why did you go to Gryffindor? If you are also in Ravenclaw, I can find you every day. Pre-class tutoring."

"Be confident." Kewen raised his hand with a smile and patted Penello's shoulder: "In my observation, you are more mature and smarter than other students in this class, I believe that no course will stumped you."

"Of course!" Penello straightened up the airport slightly proudly.

"Let's do it in a while." Kewen continued with a smile and said, "I'm going to look for it. Is there any convenient place to practice magic spells? Let's practice together after we find it."

"Okay, it's settled!" Penello jumped up...