Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 46 Common Problems in the Magic World
Hardy stood on the golden stage, held his wand and looked at the little wizards below, "Please see me here."

Seeing countless eyes falling on him, Hardy smiled slightly, "Very well, first of all, I have to praise everyone present, I am very satisfied with your performance in the duel just now."

Off the stage, a little witch covered her red and swollen face, "But none of us cast the disarming spell, it's really terrible."

The little witch spoke out everyone's aspirations, and they were no longer interested in the duel club with bruised noses and swollen faces.

"That's right, none of you have successfully cast the Disarming Curse." Hardy nodded, "Maybe your noses and faces are swollen and your whole body hurts, but this...is just the first lesson of today."

Hardy waved his wand, and on the ceiling of the auditorium, dark clouds surged, transforming into two burly giants.

A giant held a hammer and slammed it on the chest of another person, causing it to explode like a pumpkin. Many little witches covered their faces and screamed.

"One thing, I hope you can keep it firmly in your heart." Hardy paused, "Duel is not a game, it will inevitably be accompanied by pain or even injury, you participate in it in order to protect yourself, as well as your relatives and companions ability."

"Mr. Longbottom, tell me how you feel now." Hardy began to ask questions.

"Feeling? Just... pain, soreness, and a little numbness." Neville rubbed his butt.

Hardy continued to ask, "Okay, if paying such a price can prevent people around you from being harmed by black wizards, would you be willing?"

"Of course! If I can protect everyone, what if my butt turns into four petals?" Neville raised his round face and said firmly.

Hardy turned the wand in his hand, and the clouds in the sky began to change into various dangerous creatures, roaring at the little wizards below one by one.

"Listen up! I want to tell you that the reason for the existence of the Dueling Club is to enable you to endure the pain and protect what you want to protect with the magic wand in your hand."

Hardy pointed the tip of his wand at Madam Pomfrey in the corner, "Anyone who doesn't want to continue this course can now go to Madam Pomfrey for treatment and then leave."

"Those who remain, Professor Snape and I, will do everything in our power to make you strong, to make your abilities worthy of your courage."

Looking at Hardy's mobilization speech, Snape nodded slightly to show his appreciation, "Is there any Slytherin who can't bear a little wound and needs to quit now?"

Facing Snape's question, all the little wizards including Malfoy shook their heads and shouted loudly: "No! We are Slytherins!"

"Fine." Snape nodded in satisfaction.

Hardy turned and looked in the direction of Harry and the others, "Brave Gryffindor, does anyone want to quit? No one will blame you."

"No! We are Gryffindor!" Harry, Ron and others shouted in unison, staring at the triumphant Malfoy on the other side.

Hardy and Snape then went on to ask questions.

"No! We're Hufflepuffs!"

"No! We are Ravenclaw!"

One after another loud shouts sounded in the auditorium in a uniform manner, and every little wizard began to make up his mind to learn to duel for the glory of the academy.

Seeing that the young wizards in the audience rekindled their interest in the Dueling Club, Snape walked slowly to Hardy's side and whispered, "Professor Ollivander, I have to say, you are very good at manipulating people's hearts." insightful."

"Manipulating people's hearts? The word Professor Snape used is too dangerous." Hardy shook his head, "I just let them think clearly why they have to suffer here."

Hardy looked at the young wizards who were eager to try, and said, "Hogwarts is ours, and it's theirs, but it's still theirs after all."

Snape showed a thoughtful expression, as if he was pondering the meaning of Hardy's words.

After a while, Snape looked up, "Ollivander, it seems I underestimated you."

"Honestly, I have to thank you, Professor Snape, for looking down on me." Hardy waved his wand, calming the auditorium again, "If you paid too much attention to me from the beginning, it is very likely that when I violated the school rules for the first time , I was fired directly by you."

"Funny joke, I don't think I'm such a teacher." Snape sneered.

Hardy just looked at him quietly like this, not speaking.

After a while.

Snape slowly raised his right hand, "calmly" picked his messy hair with his little finger, turned his body sideways, and began to walk to the other side of the stage calmly.

Within 10 minutes of the short break, Madam Pomfrey found several young wizards who were in dire condition and gave them emergency treatment.

"Madame Pomfrey, is there any way to save my hair?" Hermione couldn't help asking, she was starting to suffer from hair loss now.

"Oh, Miss Granger, even Headmaster Dumbledore can't solve this problem. Preventing hair loss is a major problem that has not yet been solved in the entire magic world."

Madam Pomfrey's answer poured cold water on Hermione. Ron and Harry stood aside and couldn't help but suffocated "Kukuku" laughter.

After the break, Hardy waved his wand, and sharp cracking sounds suddenly sounded from the corridor outside the auditorium.

Twelve 12-star Eudemons cards flew over quickly, and evenly landed in the entire auditorium in a four-by-three pattern. Each card simultaneously projected the image of an old man in a wizard robe.

"This is the gadget made by Professor Ollivander? I've heard of it." Snape and Hardy said with a sullen face, separated by a long distance.

"Yes, this is my favorite teaching prop." Hardy nodded, and then tapped the tip of his wand on his neck.

"Next, please follow these Eudemons cards to practice the spell-casting action of the disarming spell. Please rest assured, they will repeat tirelessly."

Hardy raised the volume, "It is worth noting that the first twelve little wizards who successfully cast the disarming spell without harming others will become the masters of these 2-star Eudemons cards."

As Hardy threw out the Eudemons card as a reward, the atmosphere in the entire auditorium instantly became lively.

"Oh, these cards are much more effective than my potions. Look at them, they were not in good spirits just now, but now they seem to be a different person."

Madam Pomfrey did not understand.

Below the stage, the little wizards lined up neatly, each staring at the Eudemons closest to them, practicing the posture of casting spells repeatedly.

"Mr. Malfoy, pay attention to raising your arm, and don't hesitate when waving it."

"Miss Granger, please lower the tip of your wand an inch, yes, well done."

"Mr. Justin and Longbottom, you have a common misunderstanding. The output does not depend on shouting. Let your voices rest for a while."

Hardy and Snape jumped off the stage and began to intersperse among the young wizards, giving more detailed instructions.

"Is there a secret to disarming spells on my face?" Snape stood behind a trembling little witch, "Also, please restrain your strange panting."

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On the other side, Lockhart was walking quickly towards the auditorium with Principal Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.

"Principal Dumbledore, I don't think it is a wise decision to open a dueling club." Lockhart shook his head again and again, "You know, I have explained it in enough detail, but the performance of the students is always not satisfactory."

Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall looked at each other, "Ah... Gilderoy, do you really think so?"

"Yes, that's right. To be honest, many students don't even have the most basic awareness of dueling. I suggest including my complete set of novels in their textbook list. My rich experience in dealing with magical creatures will be of great help to them." beneficial."

The three chatted in low voices, and quickly walked through the corridor to the oak door of the auditorium.

"Listen, how quiet it is!" Lockhart spread his hands and shook his head again and again, "I knew that the Dueling Club would not be able to continue. Those students would probably have dispersed by now."

"Gidero!" Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall stepped into the auditorium first, "You have to come and see."

Lockhart turned around with a smile on his face, "Okay, no problem, I'll just..."

Stepping into the oak gate, the smile on Lockhart's face quickly froze, like a petrified statue.

"This is impossible!" Looking at the scene in front of him, he suddenly screamed.

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(End of this chapter)