Hogwarts vampire professor

George and Lee Jordan tangled together and jumped down together.

George smiled strangely in excitement, while Li hung on George and screamed in horror.

When they were about to land, a big bat appeared at their feet, gently caught them, and threw them on the snow.

Fred, who was one step ahead, walked over through the snow and hugged the two of them.

"Exciting, Lee?" he said teasingly to Lee Jordan.

"It's too thrilling, no, I have to slow down." Lee Jordan gasped for air and leaned against the wall next to him.

Fred and George glanced at Li angrily, then stopped paying attention to him, and the two of them walked aside arm in arm.

"How's it going, George, is it fun?" Fred asked with a wink.

"It's okay, but the second floor is still too low. It might be more interesting to jump from a tall building." George raised his head and glanced at the taller tower above the castle. "You said, let's jump down from Gryffindor Tower. Wouldn’t dancing be more fun?”

"You can dance all you want, but I won't pick you up anyway!"

At this time, Dracula's voice rang from the side.

After the twins' conspiracy was discovered, they didn't look guilty at all. Instead, they came over and said to Dracula with a playful smile:

"Professor, why don't you tell us how to avoid falling to death when you jump from a high place? Then we won't have to trouble you to save us!"

Dracula raised his hand to catch another young wizard who jumped down, and said casually: "I thought you should already know the slowing spell at your age."

"So it's a slowing spell?" the twins said excitedly, "Then we'll learn it right away, thank you Professor!"

Dracula glanced at the two of them, then looked away wordlessly.

Led by the twins, the two pioneers, the third grade lion cubs and badger cubs began to jump down from the windows of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom one by one.

The little lions of Gryffindor danced the most happily, and they even crowded together at the window. The people behind pushed the ones in front of them, and with one jump, a group of people fell down in a mess, like dumplings...

Under the control of Dracula, a group of bats would always appear at the feet of each little wizard at a critical moment, saving them from the suffering of a two-day trip to the school infirmary.

The last one to jump was Cedric of Hufflepuff. He had just stayed in the classroom to organize the "jumping out of the window" order, and urged those who did not dare to jump to face the difficulties actively and jump bravely!

Cedric did not use Dracula's bat to land. Instead, he cast a levitating spell on the back of his school robe, allowing the buoyancy of the cloak to drag him up, and then landed lightly on the snow.

The twins next to him looked at Cedric's smooth movements and felt very unconvinced.

"Why can he be so handsome when he lands, but we can only step on bats?" Fred said to George, "The professor can obviously choose a better-looking animal and win the battle quickly!"

"Shh!" George quickly put his hand to his mouth and whispered, "Be careful, don't let Professor Dracula find out that you are saying bad things about him. He seems to like bats very much, and he uses bats for everything..."

Fred quickly shut up.

Fortunately, Dracula's attention was not on the two of them at this time, but he snapped his fingers after all the students arrived.

A group of round snowman targets emerged from the snow. They lined up in a neat row, standing face to face with the little wizards.

"The content of our practical class today is to practice the accuracy of casting spells." Dracula faced the students and began his speech in this practical class on defense against black magic. "What I need to tell you is the accuracy of casting spells." The importance of efficiency.”

"Although the behavior of the two Weasleys in attacking the teachers is not worth advocating, what is worthy of recognition is that the spell they used can accurately make the snowball hit Teacher Quirrell on the back of the head, which shows that the accuracy of their spells is no problem. of."

The Weasley twins smiled at each other, their expressions even more proud.

As the beaters of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, the two of them had no problem with their eyesight and accuracy. This is why they were able to accurately hit Quirrell's head with the snowball.

"The accuracy of the spell sounds simple, but in actual combat you will know how difficult it is." Dracula looked at the little wizards again, and then said, "Everyone below stands in line with a snowman. Keep a distance of more than five meters."

"When I say start, everyone fires your best magic spells at the snowman target in front of you. Let me first see what the hit rate of your magic spells is."

A colorful magic spell kept flashing, and the little wizards attacked the snowman in front of them.

The Weasley twins and Cedric immediately smashed the snowman in front of them. But others were not so simple. Most of their spells were tilted to one side, and some of them accidentally hit the classmates next to them, giving them a painful blow and capsizing the boat of friendship. It turned over...

"Do you understand, the importance of the hit rate of spells?" Dracula looked at the students and asked, "For example, in a duel, whoever casts spells more frequently will win the final victory. . But to make more magic spells hit the opponent within a certain period of time, causing effective damage!"

He snapped his fingers again, restoring the snowmen to their original round appearance.

"Hold the wand straight and aim well. In the practice of casting spells, the three elements of goal, determination, and calmness are all very important, and one is indispensable." Dracula said.

"Let's start the next round of spellcasting hit rate practice!"

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On a vast expanse of snow, the Defense Against the Dark Arts practical class was in full swing.

There is a long row of snowmen lined up, and each snowman is guaranteed to correspond to the corresponding little wizard so that they can practice the accuracy of casting spells.

From time to time, the light of the curse lights up and hits the snowman, blowing it into pieces. The snowman target will be repaired automatically so that the little wizards can practice their magic spells without interruption.

At this time, an uninvited guest came over.

"Good morning, Professor McGonagall." Dracula came to the witch with a serious expression and greeted her.

"Professor Dracula, I need an explanation." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly, "If I read correctly, many students just jumped from the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the second floor, right? "

"How dare you teach students like this?"

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