A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 231 Humanoid Iron Armor Curse

Harry woke up early in the morning.

The wind was blowing so hard that he was woken up, and he glanced at the window, it was dark outside.

Harry closed his eyes again, but felt a chill on the back of his neck, 'Could it be that the window is leaking air? 'The thought turned in his mind a few times before he turned his head suddenly and saw Peeves' annoying face.

"Why are you blowing like that?" said Harry angrily.

Peeves puffed his cheeks and blew twice more vigorously. Harry sat up so angry that he took out his wand from the pillow, and Peeves spun away like a deflated ball.

The farce made Harry sleepless, he glanced at the others, they were still fast asleep, Harry opened the door, and a ginger-colored figure crouched past his feet, subconsciously caught in his hand.

"Crookshanks?" Harry looked at the cat in his hand, its face looked as if it had been slapped flat, and there was always an inexplicable fierceness, "Ron was right to guard against you." He closed the door, and It was thrown on the side of the spiral staircase, "Go ahead, don't think about Scabbers. Hermione fought with Ron a few times because of you."

Crookshanks gave him a disdainful glance, turned and slipped away.

Harry was in a daze for a long time in the dark common room, and it was still a few hours before dawn, always looking for something to do.He dug out his thesis on the dueling system from his schoolbag, thinking about how to finish it.

"—with the Disarming Curse as the core, um—at least it must be silent, wandless, and... concealed," Harry bit his quill, thought for a long time, and then wrote: "Defense is also very important. Train the Iron Armor Curse to the same level as the Disarming Curse."

After thinking about it, he crossed out the last sentence and changed it to "can use it proficiently, reaching the level of a third-level spell."

"As a supplement to other spells, in the face of distant enemies, use - use the Prison spell to get the upper hand, therefore, the silent spell is a must." Harry dipped his ink again, "Concentrate on the advantage of the spell to attack quickly - but if you are attacked Block it, explain, explain what?"

Harry scratched his head and flipped through the notes beside him, which were the words of Professor Haip that he recorded in the summer training. After turning over a few pages, his eyes lit up, and he quickly wrote, "——it means that the enemy is not mediocre, You must correct your mentality and fight steadily. This reflects the advantage of mastering enough spells to find the weak points of the enemy!"

Harry paused, trying to figure out what the words meant.

Professor Haipu said that his current level is far inferior to that of a senior Auror. Although the power of his disarming spell is not much different, the gap in experience is very different——

He may confuse the enemy with his young face and overthrow a master, but if the opponent is on guard, he can solve the battle in a minute or two-he is the one who is solved.

Harry thought about it, what would he do if he encountered an enemy that could not be dealt with by the Disarming Charm, such as Sirius Black or Snape?
After thinking for a long time, the result is that there is no way.If the Disarming Spell is useless, the Stunning Spell, Binding Spell, and Freezing Spell he has mastered are even less likely to be effective.

Thinking of this, he was suddenly discouraged.

"Black was a genius when he was in school, and he even experienced war after graduation. His only weakness may be that he was imprisoned in Azkaban for 12 years and tortured by dementors to make him lose his mind..."

Harry heard Hermione explain that dementors are disgusting dark creatures. Anyone who gets close to them will feel cold and rigid in thinking, and then happiness will be absorbed, mood will be depressed, and even the consciousness of resistance will begin to weaken. Falling prey to the dementors, sucking their souls away.

He proved the credibility of Hermione's information with his own experience.

Harry shivered, remembering the name Hermione had mentioned - Dementor's Kiss, "It's so evil."

After spending two or three hours, Harry finally finished correcting the thesis under the dim light in the lounge. "This is the most serious paper I have written so far." He said with emotion.

Harry packed his things and looked at the sky. During the time he was writing his thesis, the storm not only didn't abate, but intensified, but there was a faint light in the sky.

He pinched his meal and walked towards the auditorium.

The auditorium was empty, Harry was about to pick a middle seat, when he glanced outside, he saw a familiar figure.

It's Professor Haipu!
He was wearing a dark robe, and standing in the rainstorm, Harry might not have been able to see him clearly if it hadn't been for a flash of lightning.

"What's on the professor's mind? He wouldn't be like Wood, who deliberately tortured himself in order to experience the extreme environment, would he?" Harry put the hood on his head and walked out of the auditorium.

When he approached Professor Haipu, he just wanted to say hello, but found that he bumped into something, was deflected by a force, and fell into the muddy water.

"Ouch! Bah bah!"

Harry had mud splattered in his mouth and on his glasses, but he was so curious now that he hadn't met the Professor.

Felix looked down at him, "Harry, what are you doing?"

"Uh..." Harry got up from the ground and said falteringly, "I saw you standing outside and wanted to say hello, but I couldn't stand still for a while."

Felix laughed, "It's not that you didn't stand firm...it's because of me. I was just thinking about how to prevent rain and wind."

Harry became interested, "Is there any suitable spell?" He thought he should be able to use it.

"Waterproof and moisture-proof and invulnerable to water and fire, the former is better at insulating against water and fog." Felix said, he looked at Harry's distressed look, and took out his wand with his backhand and pointed it at him.

A large mist of water evaporated from Harry, warming him all over, and then he saw the water running down his body and his clothes, as if he had been coated with oil or something, and not even a drop of rain could get on it on him.

Harry asked Felix about the two spells, and in fact, they were so similar they could even be considered one spell.

He pulled out his wand and tapped his glasses, "Waterproof and moistureproof!" The water flow automatically avoided the lens, and his vision became clear.

"Now the rain won't be an obstacle anymore!" Harry thanked Felix excitedly. He felt that he had a better chance of winning today.

Felix said: "You don't need to thank me, it was Granger who asked me about the waterproof spell two days ago, and I told her too, but I may have met you earlier."

Harry was about to turn around and thank Hermione well, but a question popped up in his mind: "Professor Haip, haven't you already mastered this spell? But you just said you were thinking about rainproof—" He paused, unsure Say, "Windproof?"

"Yes," said Felix, "it's to be expected that it will be quite windy on the Quidditch pitch today."

"Then what have you thought of?"

Felix smiled, "Didn't you experience it just now?"

"Have you experienced it?" Harry racked his brains desperately, and his stomach began to growl, "Is it the Iron Armor Charm? What I just bumped into was the Iron Armor Charm?" That was all he could think of.

"That's right," Felix glanced at him approvingly, "The Iron Armor Curse is invisible and substanceless, but it can defend against both magical and physical attacks. Although it is not very powerful...but obviously, it can resist wind." .”

This sounded somewhat unbelievable. Harry never thought that the Iron Armor Curse had such a use. Would a normal person think of this?

"Harry, as I said, when you are proficient enough with a spell, you can adjust the effect of the spell according to your own ideas." Felix said, a transparent spherical barrier suddenly expanded around him, almost Stick it on the tip of Harry's nose.

Harry looked at this so-called "Iron Armor Curse" in amazement. He could even see the surface of the sphere emitting light, and the rainwater hit it, splashing little ripples.

He stretched out his hand to poke, the spherical barrier was slightly dented, and immediately flicked his fingers away.

"So—you're successful now?" Harry asked. From his point of view, changing the Iron Armor Charm that blocked a small area in front of him into a large colorless and transparent ball was obviously a success.

Felix tilted his head, motioning him to continue watching. The colorless and transparent spherical magic barrier began to sag inward, fitting more and more to himself, and getting closer and closer to a human shape.

In the end, it's like he's got a humanoid air shield on the outside.

Felix said regretfully: "I just tried to deform the Iron Armor Curse and stick it thinly on the outside of the clothes. Maybe it can be called a Humanoid Iron Armor Curse? But unfortunately... this technique is quite difficult, and it doesn't take half an hour. It can be done."

　Originally this chapter was supposed to be published yesterday, but it was too late when it was finished, so it was moved to this morning, just in time to complete this episode.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)