Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 17 It's time for exercise!
In the afternoon, Ash also ushered in the class of the second-year students... These second-year students were all trembling when they entered the classroom. It was obvious that they had heard what happened in the morning.

At noon, McGonagall came to look for Ash... She knew what happened in the morning, and she told Ash with a serious face that she hoped he would stop showing the Unforgivable Curse... Ash smiled and told McGonagall When Ge himself was only going to show it in the third grade, the vice-principal breathed a sigh of relief.

But she quickly said that the third grade is also not acceptable, "the third grade is just a child." These are her exact words.

Ash shook his head, saying that the dark wizard doesn't care if they are children or not, and explained that he will not harm these children, nor will he show them, he will only show them as "teaching assistants".

McGonagall left angrily, and Dumbledore appeared after a while, but he just asked Ash why he was like this, and when he heard Ash say that the darkness was getting closer, he nodded , and then said nothing more.

He also seems to hope that Ash can teach the students a lesson. Obviously, he also realizes that these students rely too much on him.

Now that the principal acquiesced, Ash decided to let go. Obviously, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class might have to be renamed the Dark Arts class (﹏)
Of course, this has nothing to do with the second graders, Ash looked at the terrified students and shook his head helplessly, telling them that he would not show them the Unforgivable Curses.

For some reason, Ash felt that the Weasley twins seemed a little disappointed... Look, this is a qualified dark witch...a qualified magician.

After the roll call, Ash looked at the students and nodded slightly, "I think the second grade is a very critical period...you have just grown up and your bones have just developed...you have also learned some magic spells, such as the snot curse Category."

He paused, "But fighting against darkness requires more than just knowledge, we also need a strong body."

He looked at these students maliciously and smiled, "Let's go to the Quidditch pitch." After that, he walked out first.

These little lions and little snakes holding textbooks were stunned.

"He's not going to teach me how to play Quidditch, is he?" George muttered, he'd been looking forward to becoming a Quidditch player, and he was just waiting to try out next week.

"Hehe." A little snake sneered, "Obviously, the professor wants us to practice actual combat, which is more useful than playing basketball."

"Then I hope you won't cry~" Fred said, "It's like hearing the Unforgivable Curse at noon~"

The little snake blushed and left with a cold snort.

Soon, the second-year students came to the Quidditch pitch, and Ash looked at them calmly, "The Defense Against the Dark Arts class will be taught here for two weeks."

That's right... Ash decided to let them exercise well. Without a good body, can they play a big sword?Can you use the Warhammer?Can you dodge and move under the enemy's attack?

Obviously, these untrained students would just stand still and chant spells dully.

This is so silly...

In the second grade class, Ash hopes to exercise their practical ability. They are different from the third grade students and have been decadent for two years. They need a strong medicine. These second grade students are still young, and Ash thinks they can Start with the basics.

What is the most important thing for a magician or wizard?Isn't it just having a good body?
Even Biheim runs around the academy every morning.

"Stand according to your height." Ash instructed, "Facing me at the head."

In the commotion, these wizards stood in line, Ash nodded slightly, "Let's hold the wand in our right hand."

Soon, these students took the spell, and the little snake who mocked George twitched his eyebrows again, as if to indicate that he was right, this was obviously a duel practice!
"Run first... run three laps around the Quidditch pitch."

After Ash finished speaking, he flicked his wand and conjured up a stool to sit on. He looked at these stunned wizards and frowned, "Why are you looking at me? Let's start running... I will buckle whoever runs the slowest divided."

"..."

So, there was a miraculous scene on the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts, where Ash was reading with a History of Magic, while these students were running with wands on their faces... quite a Muggle The sense of déjà vu of elementary school.

The Quidditch field is not small, and it is estimated that one lap is about 800 meters... Some wizards who exercise regularly are okay, but wizards like Little Snake, who live a delicate life, are unlucky... It almost takes half a life to run down a lap , not to mention running several laps...

Soon, there was a stratification. Those who ran fast like George Fred and a few Slytherin Quidditch reserve players were almost finished, and those students who didn't exercise very much were able to finish the first run. lap.

After finally running three laps, these students stood there sweating and watched Ash slowly put away the textbooks, "Not bad...it's better than I imagined, five points for Gryffindor..."

The fastest runners just now were George and Fred.

"From now on, we will run before every class." Ash didn't care about the wailing from the students, he took out the textbook with a smile and said: "Our textbook for the second grade is "Learning to Fight Back After Dodging", this book is better than " Animal Encyclopedia is better."

"At least it can teach us some spells."

"For example, the spell we're going to learn today." After finishing speaking, Ash flicked his wand, "Looking faint!"

The red spell hits the grass and scares the students

"Drowsy, a very useful spell, it can easily help you deal with those dark wizards chasing you... dark creatures... terrible existence..."

"But not your parents."

Ash's words elicited a burst of laughter.

After the laughter stopped, Ash continued, "First of all, you need to master the skills, that is the frequency of gestures and chanting spells."

After speaking, he slowly swung his right hand, and then cast another sleeping spell.

"The trick is to lightly flick the wrist, and let the wrist drive the fingers..." Ash began to explain to these students how to use this spell in detail. To be honest, it always makes Ash feel strange to use magic without soul drive.

Fortunately, this month's lesson preparation was not for nothing. His explanations are very detailed and easy to understand. He is a master of magic. Although he specializes in soul magic, he is not the kind who only knows how to cast spells.

What he understands is the knowledge behind it. Only those who understand the principles are called magicians, and those who can only cast spells are monkeys with staffs...

Therefore, it is a blessing for the second graders to meet a teacher like Ash. At least they can make up for the half of the year with self-study Defense Against the Dark Arts here.

Ash is still very patient with these students, or he has always been a patient person. At the end of a class, although no one has been able to cast the sleeping spell, at least everyone has thoroughly understood the principle of the spell and usage.

"This is much more important than just being able to cast spells." Ash said before get out of class ended, and this was also his true thought...

(End of this chapter)