Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 87 Underwater Training (4.8k)

In other words, MacGuffin Vortex is doing water treading training...

Ah, tui!
The underwater training method proposed by Professor Quirrell was not just a brainstorm.

This is a training method with a long history.

In the magic world, especially duelists with formal competition experience, most of them know this training method.

Casting spells in water can effectively train a wizard's proficiency in specific spells, magic power control, concentration, stress resistance, spell casting accuracy... even this is the fastest training method for a wizard to master silent spellcasting.

"But for ordinary wizards who don't participate in duels, it is not necessary to master silent spellcasting. The huge risks in this training method are not worth it for them."

Fortunately, Snape did not fully agree to Professor Quirrell's request - he also took Malfoy for training.

After coming to the lake, he had completely mastered the right to speak, and explained to the two little wizards what the spell-casting training in water was all about.

Underwater spellcasting training can be divided into two categories, the former is a training method called 'children's tricks' by dueling wizards:

There are underwater protection measures, such as eating fish gill grass, casting a bubble head spell, etc.

In this way, there are certain safety protection measures for casting spells underwater, but it loses the original intention of underwater training—it cannot exercise and improve the wizard’s sense of magic power, and the ability to resist stress and concentrate on casting spells in various complicated situations (in panic, danger and persecution).

Although this situation greatly promotes the practice of casting magic spells for students under the fifth grade, it allows them to see another way of expressing the magic spell, and to understand more clearly how the magic power is responded to and transformed into a magic spell.

"This is very helpful in training the stability of spellcasting, the control of magic power, and the ability to quickly learn a certain spell for junior students. However, for young wizards, they cannot calmly deal with emergencies, and various magical accidents will occur even on the ground. What's more, in this strange environment at the bottom of the lake, the young wizard may even die..."

At this Malfa's face lost the last color.

"The latter refers to those who do not take protective measures at all. It is generally the training method adopted by adult wizards who are going to duel. Normally, they will find other people to help them, but even this is too dangerous." Snape ignored Malfoy's sobs from his throat.

——Hold your breath like a Muggle to cast spells in the water, not only facing the undercurrent in the water, but also various unexpected situations.

But just with the gradual depletion of oxygen, the mental pressure of not being able to speak and cast spells silently is enough to collapse a wizard.

At this time, ordinary wizards will always be confused and open their mouths to cast spells, causing them to choke on water, or rushing to cast spells and causing the spell to get out of control.

"At this time, other wizards need to rescue him in time."

Of course, because it is in water, when the spell is out of control, although its power will generally decrease, the unpredictable consequences will bring a fatal crisis.

"For example, in the 60s, the champion of a certain All-British Duel Tournament ran into the sea alone for underwater spellcasting training, but when he failed to cast a spell, he turned himself into a 'sharkman', unable to recover and unable to ask for help. As a result, the legend of the 'sea monster murloc' spread among Muggle fishing boats for a long time. By the time the Ministry of Magic noticed, this poor guy was completely unable to recover, or he had been completely reduced to a beast."

Snape paused and then talked about the serious consequences of this training method.

Malfoy's face was very funny when he heard it. He looked at McGuffin, then at Snape, and finally at the deep green water of the lake, his pale face flushed.

He looked terrified.

And Quirrell who was on the side didn't say a word, his face became more and more pale, like a frozen corpse.

In contrast, McGuffin, who doesn't have to be alone with Quirrell, is eager to try, because from his understanding in the original plot, Harry never seems to have encountered any difficulties in casting spells in the water in the fourth part.

Even if the spell was cast in an underwater fight, there was no such consequence as Snape said.

He guessed that they must have tried the first training method, but it was dangerous, but as Snape said earlier - this was just a child's trick training.

"There shouldn't be much danger, right!?"

Snape spoke softly, laying out a few rules that must be followed.

"Okay, I hope you don't become hopelessly stupid in the water, now let me talk about a few rules you two must abide by..."

"One, don't be too far away from the lake, don't go deep into the water, otherwise Professor Quirrell and I won't be able to know your location and take protective measures."

"Second, don't cast transfiguration, curses and other spells, or you will kill yourself like the fool I said earlier."

"Three, listen to me, I will tell you two what spells to cast, when to cast spells, when to come up, how to train..."

After finishing speaking, he cast two head-bubbling spells on McGuffin and Malfoy each,
And cast a spell to emit a light from their foreheads - like a laser ray straight to the sky, used to let the two professors tell where they were in the water.

only--

"Why is it green!"

Malfoy's face wasn't much better either, with a red light on his head.

"Professor, can I change the color! Is this color a little blurry in the water?" McGuffin finally couldn't help but said to Snape.

Malfoy felt the same way, looking at Snape.

Snape sneered and mocked, "Should I still bring you a cup of coffee, sir, to warm you up, or tie a rope around your waist... Do you two think this is a holiday?... If Professor Quirrell and I are embarrassed at the Christmas duel - maybe you will fail to cast magic, maybe you can't even cast a decent spell... Then I will let you know how terrible it is to waste our time here..."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his wand, and the space between McGuffin and Malfoy floated up from mid-air and was thrown into the water by the lake.

It's cold!
It took him two and a half days to struggle to barely stand up.

The insides of the shoes and the clothes were filled with lake water, as heavy as a shot put.

Make the feet sink straight into the sand.

——This feeling is not good, not very good, kind of disgusting.

The wind blows from the lake like ice slag, coldly scratching and rubbing against the skin.

The clothes soaked in the water were wet and sticky to the body. At first, it was just cold, and then there was a burning pain on every inch of the skin, as if thousands of needles as thin as a cow's hair had pierced every nerve.

They folded their arms and shivered all over, and they froze in place.

Malfoy even had the intention of turning around and walking back.

Snape just waved his wand, and with a sound like boiling water bubbling, two beams of golden light shone on the two of them.

Gradually they felt recovered, and their bodies exuded heat.

It doesn't feel like standing in the middle of a cold lake at all.

"What are you guys doing - are you standing together and making friends? ... Why don't you just jump into the water and practice?" Snape's harsh voice came from the shore.

McGuffin and Malfoy looked at each other, and waited until Snape pressed him again, before hesitantly bent over and plunged into the lake.

Wait until the lake above the head completely submerges the big bubble around the head.

Snape stopped the two of them.

At this time, McGuffin found himself getting closer and closer to Malfoy, almost side by side.

Maybe Malfoy had figured this out too, or maybe he already felt there was no danger.

Malfoy clicked his tongue in distaste, glanced at McGuffin, turned to walk about ten steps to the left in the direction of the lake and stopped.

McGuffin could now clearly see the red beam of light shooting from the center of Malfoy's head directly above the lake.

The emitted red light was refracted in the big bubble, and his facial features were elongated and widened by the curved surface, distorted and mutated. Under the light of the dim red light, his originally funny face was extremely strange, like some kind of cult horror movie he had seen in his previous life.

It is conceivable that he must also be this honor.

It's just green, and it has the sneaky atmosphere of the 80s Hong Kong movies in the previous life.

McGuffin looked up, seeing a dark and blurry scene in front of his eyes, and he couldn't hear the sound in his ears clearly.

At the beginning, there will be small fish swimming over, but I don't know if seeing such two curious guys standing here is too "scary and dangerous" for these small creatures.

Soon within a radius of ten meters, nothing came close.

Even if a blue river crab emerged from the sand, it would slip away quickly with its eight legs. I couldn't bear to see these two 'unique' big faces.

McGuffin giggled as if remembering something, and Malfoy took a few steps back in shock.

——Malfoy He saw the little lunatic, lowering his head, shining the light above his head like a lighting spell on the bottom of the water, wearing a bubble head spell on his head and turning around, the green beam of light piercing the dense darkness, his eyes gurgling in the miserable green light, as if looking at the surrounding scenery.

At the bottom of the water, in this dark and quiet environment.

All kinds of voices—the wind above the lake blowing the lake surface, rolling out tiny waves and beating the shore, and Snape walking back and forth on the shore, Quirrell's stammering words converged and mutated into muffled sounds that entered McGuffin's ears.

His head seemed to be emptied by this quiet atmosphere, he didn't think about anything, and felt very relaxed.

McGuffin lowered his head and looked at the silent big rock slipping under the sand, the shiny small boulder, a rotten wood tangled with black water plants, groups of thick water plants floating in the dark depths not far away,... Unclear and strange shadows flashed from a distance, and occasionally a stream of water came from nowhere.

While McGuffin was having fun, he suddenly heard Snape's bone-piercing voice, "Mr. Albert, I'm glad you've adapted to the environment in the lake, but it would be better if you cast a lighting spell with your wand to look at the bottom of the lake instead of wandering around with your big empty head."

Malfoy laughed from the side.

McGuffin turned his head to look in the direction of the voice behind him, but was so frightened that he backed away again and again, almost falling down.

Snape's large head was floating in the lake not far behind him.

Translucent, pearly white, dotted with silver in the lake, like a school ghost, but with only one head.And it's really big--the head is as big as an armchair you usually see.

Floating on the sand at the bottom of the lake, his mouth opened and closed to mock MacGuffin.

Although he was in the water, he could hear it very clearly for some reason.

——Probably some kind of magic again!

After a while, Quirrell appeared in front of him with the same appearance on his head wearing the big scarf.

Snape didn't speak at this time, he nodded arrogantly to Quirrell, and began to teach the two of them how to wave their wands and cast spells in the water.

"The key is to feel the flow of magic power, in the body, in the wand,...to clearly describe the purpose, intention in the head,...to swing the wand accurately..."

"Come to MacGuffin... Try the Illumination Charm, maybe you don't need to use your brain to estimate that it will be full of water plants in a while..."

After Snape finished speaking, he pointed out the MacGuffin first, and let him be the first to start casting the spell directly.

"A simple Illumination Charm first! Be careful not to blow yourself up!" Snape said.

"Lumos!" yelled the MacGuffin.

The tip of his wand did not glow with a blue light as usual, but a large bubble appeared, which floated in the water and did not float up, emitting a reddish-yellow light like an incandescent lamp.

Before McGuffin could continue to be happy, the water bubbles burst and the light disappeared, and then McGuffin felt as if some hot steam had splashed onto his hands.

The skin suddenly became red.

"continue……"

Snape's cold voice entered his ears.

Not only is waving a wand tiring in the water, but the feeling of performing magic is very different from that on the ground.

Very difficult and consumes mana quickly.

Casting again and again, McGuffin finally shrank his arms and hid his hands in the robe to cast the spell. It was not until he was out of breath and exhausted that he finally fully displayed a 'Luminescence' spell in the lake.

It floated in front of the McGuffin like a transparent crystal ball, emitting red-yellow fluorescence throughout its body, illuminating the lake water.

Malfoy hadn't succeeded so far, and McGuffin credited Snape with most of the credit.

His big head simply floated behind Malfoy, guiding the training himself.

Don’t think it’s a good job, just imagine that you are at the bottom of a dark and silent lake, and there is a huge ghost-like head floating behind you, reminding you with a trembling voice from time to time.

擞！
But... where did Quirrell go...

When McGuffin was practicing Luminescence, Quirrell suddenly disappeared.

"Have you escaped this catastrophe?"

McGuffin had known since Quirrell suggested that he wanted to come here to contact Charms—Quirrell wanted to talk to himself.

It goes without saying!

——It's not about Voldemort, it's about war magic.

McGuffin really doesn't want to face this destructive death flag!

It stands to reason that no matter which topic - he, a little wizard, shouldn't know, he shouldn't understand that the black smoke is Voldemort, he shouldn't know that Voldemort is possessed by Quirrell, he shouldn't...

"Albert, what are you doing, why don't you hurry up and come ashore..." Snape's loud roar woke him up from his thoughts.

It was only then that McGuffin discovered that the undercurrent was surging at the bottom of the lake. Looking up, he saw several strange black shadows dancing wildly from above the lake and approaching constantly. From time to time, a dazzling red light flashed, and there was a loud sound above the lake, crashing and colliding.

"Passed out!"

"There are many obstacles!"

"Ah ah ah ah..."

By the time the MacGuffin turned and ran for the shore, Malfoy was nowhere to be seen, and his horrible screams could only be felt as a dull echo in the water.

At this moment, a black shadow above, with an unrivaled posture, slammed down on the McGuffin not far from above.

It was a huge, chunky tentacle, half the thickness of Hagrid's waist.

The flesh-colored sucker covered with fangs and sharp teeth is still twitching slowly, and there is a black hole in the middle that sucks the lake water, like an independent living creature with some kind of thinking.

At this moment, McGuffin clearly saw a large rock on the beach being crushed by it, and the sand and finely crushed stones swept from the left side like a wall.

Snapped!
The bubble head curse instantly shattered.

He didn't have time to take a deep breath, the sediment mixed with the lake water and particles, and small stones of different finger sizes squeezed in from all directions.

—I can't breathe!

McGuffin couldn't move at all. The unstoppable storm at the bottom of the lake just now dragged him into nowhere.

I just felt dizzy and spinning around in the lake.

The lake cement and sand were mixed together, and I couldn't even open my eyes.

Stones and other debris in the hard water hit him, and the severe pain mixed with the suffocation of the water made him unable to think at all. Even McGuffin felt some water weeds entangled his hair and stuck to his face with the water flow from time to time.

Pushing it away, another undercurrent hit him, rolling his body, and McGuffin had no time to panic.

Soon something as hard as a rock hit the back of his head, McGuffin's eyes went dark, and he fainted instantly.

(End of this chapter)