The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

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The classroom was shrouded in fireworks, and the senior wizards also responded quickly to protect themselves. Students who know the Iron Armor spell cast Iron Armor spells on themselves and their classmates. Those who are proficient in Transfiguration immediately seal the space above their heads, and thicken the wooden walls by the way. .

Wood, who had already flown out of the window at this point, was already dumbfounded: he had heard of Fred and George's work, but he had never tried it in an open space, and today was the first time he used a whoosh-bang firework. Now it seems that the power seems to be a little big?

He swallowed, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Professor McGonagall was a little absent-minded in class today. She was restless and always felt that something bad was about to happen. Just as she was about to get off the podium to observe the students' transformation results, there was a burst of noise from upstairs, which sounded a bit like fireworks?

The little wizards under the stage were in a mess on the table. Today their task is to turn the teacup into a mouse, and some little wizards have already succeeded. However, the abnormal noise from upstairs alerted the mice and the mouse-teacup mixture on the table. For a while, the mice scurried around, the teacups tumbled everywhere, and the classroom was in chaos.

"You stay here!" Professor McGonagall hurried away after leaving such a sentence.

Fred and George in the classroom looked at each other:

Fred, why did that sound sound like swish-boom fireworks just now?

Yes, it's swish-pop fireworks, George.

With a glance, the two determined that it was their product that was causing trouble upstairs. They both came to their senses at once.

"Listen to the sound, it feels like someone used the Vanishing Charm on the fireworks?" Fred whispered to George.

"Merlin will bless him, but I'm really looking forward to it. I don't know what the fireworks that were hit by the Vanishing Curse looked like. We haven't seen fireworks explode indoors."

Fred nodded approvingly. Although there are tests before the products are released, how dare they do tests in the Burrow! They'd rather test it in Snape's office than do it at home - Snape couldn't kill them after all, but Mrs Weasley could.

At this time, the two of them were full of expectations, and they only hoped that Professor McGonagall would come back and say a little more.

Professor McGonagall quickly arrived at the scene of the incident, only to see gunpowder smoke wafting from the door of the classroom, and there were already several students standing outside the door who heard the sound and rushed over to watch the fun.

"Give it all back to me!" Professor McGonagall felt his blood pressure rise. "Mr Brown, five points for Ravenclaw, and you Miss Burst and Mr. Thomas! Five points each for Gryffindor and Slytherin. Minute!"

All the little wizards present were caught by Professor McGonagall and deducted points.

After cleaning up a wave of mobs at the door, Professor McGonagall's aura reached its peak. If she can display the energy ring behind her, then Professor McGonagall must be full of energy at this time.

She walked into the smoky classroom, where the smoke obstructed her vision, so she shook her wand and pushed the smoke out of the window. Through the window, she naturally saw Wood outside the window.

Oliver Wood: Weak, helpless but especially capable of trouble

Professor McGonagall's face gradually turned blue. At this time, the smoke in the room had been cleared out, and the smoke flying out of the window blew on Wood, making him disgraced, but he did not dare to move.

The smoke dissipated, and the indoor scene also appeared in front of Professor McGonagall. The puppet [Senior Sister] stood in the center of the classroom. She was unscathed. It seemed that Professor Flitwick's Iron Armor was very reliable.

Professor Lockhart, who was standing beside the senior, was very embarrassed: his hair seemed to be on fire, his robes had also turned into rags, and blood was leaking faintly from under his skin. The three-headed dog had rough skin and thick flesh, and the fireworks hardly caused him any harm, but the clothes on his body were scrapped. There was a clatter from the second half of the classroom, and more than a dozen quail-like little wizards also emerged from behind the crumbling wooden wall.

Tom flicked the disc in his hand.

"Recover as before!" "Clear water is like a spring!" "Recover quickly!"

Tom quickly rubbed out three spells, cleaned himself a little, healed his injuries and repaired his robe.

Professor McGonagall looked at Tom, wanting to know the whole story, and Wood also flew in with his head down. Professor McGonagall gave him a hard look and made him stand by the window.

At this time, Wood even had the idea of ​​escaping from Hogwarts on a broomstick.

After the aftermath, Tom showed a bright smile to Wood: "Very good idea, excellent! Gryffindor points!"

Professor McGonagall: ?

"I don't understand..."

"I was just training with Mr. Wood, so I made a little noise," Tom explained to Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall looked at the classroom that seemed to have been bombed with an expression like I believe in you.

"It's very good. You can think of this way to turn the tide of the battle," Tom patted Wood, whose face was blank, on the shoulder. "You've made progress, but remember that you can't do this in exams."

Listening to Tom's admiration, Wood's face gradually became lively: It seems that he can still be rescued?

Tom looked at Professor McGonagall, "Professor, please clean up the classroom with me, and the class will continue. But I can guarantee that Oliver Wood did not violate the school rules."

Professor McGonagall nodded, "Since Professor Lockhart said so, then you don't need to be locked up this time Wood..."

Oliver Wood felt a burst of ecstasy, he had just thought he was about to be incarcerated for at least a week - even Fred and George didn't blow up the city, and finally landed safely, he threw it to Professor Lockhart Grateful eyes.

"However," like other teachers, Professor McGonagall also likes to put what he really wants to say behind "but and no", "can you tell me where those fireworks came from? Dare to do fireworks now. , I don't even dare to think what they will dare to do in two days!"

Wood: っ?Д?)っ

In the end, he hesitated for a long time and did not confess Brother Fred. Instead, he provided an outrageous answer like "found it". Professor McGonagall shook her head. In fact, she didn't need to ask her to know where it came from. She just wanted to get conclusive evidence from Wood.

She has come back to her senses now: the fireworks are quite amazing! After being hit by the Vanishing Curse, the power will actually double tenfold. This design is really interesting.

Of course, students who violate school rules must be severely punished. Professor McGonagall decided to show Fred and George some color after getting the evidence.

But she couldn't continue to delay any longer, after all, she and Professor Lockhart had to continue the class. She pulled out her wand and worked with Tom to restore the surroundings. Then she noticed the wooden wall.

"Very good Transfiguration, Professor Lockhart." She took a careful look at the scarred wall and found that the quality of the Transfiguration was not bad. Generally speaking, the magic power inside the transformed item will gradually become disordered after being hit, and eventually collapse, making the item return to its original shape.

The more proficient wizards are in Transfiguration, the more stable their transformed items are. For example, a student turns a teacup into a mouse. When the mouse falls to the ground, it will return to the shape of the teacup and become a piece of broken porcelain. But if Professor McGonagall came, the mouse she conjured would not return to the shape of a teacup, but would only squeak in fear.

The wall that Tom conjured was hit by fireworks countless times, but it still did not disintegrate, although the inward side was reinforced spontaneously by the students. But the outer layer has resisted for so long and has not disintegrated, which is really interesting to Professor McGonagall.

You know, he doesn't have much time to prepare.

"The quality is awesome," Professor McGonagall said, feeling the scars on the wall, before restoring them to their original shape. The scars that appeared on the walls were not reflected on the tables, and the tables were still the same. As long as the wizard's magic can be resisted, after the polymorph is lifted, the item will still be the same as before. It's all the magic of the wizard, blocking the changes it should have encountered for the item. Of course, this is only limited to wizards with good abilities, and ordinary wizards will definitely not be able to do this.

After cleaning up the classroom together, Professor McGonagall left, and Wood shyly walked to the corner and stood beside the classmates. Percy beside him asked him quietly, "Did you get this fireworks from Fred?"

Wood began researching ceiling styles.

Percy shook his head and poked Wood again, "Do you have anything else in there? Be quieter, maybe I'll use it in a duel later."

Wood gave Percy a shocked look, as if he had known him on the first day.

"Okay, is there anyone else willing to come up and try it? Let's hurry up..." Tom walked to the podium again and looked at the students under the stage. Percy was eager to try, but held back. He needs to get some supplies from Wood before going up, and besides the supplies, he also needs to think about his fighting style~www.wuxiamtl.com~ A pretty, arrogant blonde Slytherin girl stood up . Tom remembered her name as Cassandra.

She walked slowly across to Tom and gave him a graceful salute.

"Come on, Cassandra!" Tom stepped aside, while Cassandra waved her wand and formed a wall of flames in front of her. It could be seen that the flock of birds that had beaten Wood several times in a row left them behind left a deep impression.

...

"That's it for today's class. Remember to read the booklet I sent you after class." Tom looked at the crowded corridor outside the door, his head a little big. It's been ten minutes since get out of class ended, but the students still don't want to leave, because the battle with [senpai] is really fun!

Tom could only quickly deal with the little wizard on the stage in a series of moves, and then announced the get out of class, "There will be class in a while!" He expelled all the students for this reason.

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