This Hogwarts is not normal

The "friendly exchange" between the owl and the black swan on Sunday morning spread throughout Hogwarts Castle within half an hour.

Dumbledore knew it not long after he was sure.

However, he didn't stop it, and even used the principal's small authority to conjure a standard large ring with a diameter of 100 feet and a square shape out of thin air in the Quidditch arena.

Its white countertop is printed with the emblem of the lion, eagle, badger and snake that symbolizes Hogwarts, and there is a delicate animal on the top of each of the four corner pillars.

Because the rules are wizard duels, there is no neutral area where you can rest.

The ropes originally fixed on the four sides of the corner columns were replaced by four translucent barriers.

"Come on, Vincent." Dumbledore blinked pointedly before leaving.

It's just a fight, not desperate.

Vincent didn't even plan to use Lucy, so how could he use Browning and Enfield.

"The professor has no confidence in me."

He bent down and carefully observed the barrier in front of him that was very similar to the Iron Armor Curse.

"I'm probably worried about Flint." Rove stretched out his index finger forward, "If he keeps casting jinxes, maybe you'll use that blower or something."

The moment the fingertips touched the barrier, there were waves of ripples.

"It's called a blowpipe." Vincent also reached out his hand curiously, "Please, Flint is not Voldemort, no matter how hard you try, you can't tear down the principal's office, right?"

Fred and George followed suit, even pretending to have his whole arm stuck in it.

"Help~"

Hermione ignored them, and went straight to squat beside Vincent, "It should be a kind of forbidden magic.

If the conditions are met, the inside and outside may become a very solid defense. "

When Cedric remembered Halloween, Dumbledore released an iron armor curse with a super large range.

"The professor deserves to be able to defeat Grindelwald. Using this silent spell is like creating a new magic."

Vincent withdrew his right hand that seemed to be touching the air, "I think it can set many conditions, such as bringing some contraband or something will be punished."

If he were Dumbledore, he would definitely set some conditions that were extremely fair to both parties.

Marcus can spell many spells, and his close combat ability is very strong.

"Amplification drugs are probably unusable."ъ

"Ah?" Hermione stood up a little excitedly, "If Flint really keeps casting curses, will you have the strength to stay close?"

Vincent felt offended again.

He stretched his left leg to warm up.

"what are you doing?"

"I could do this all night."

Hermione trembled, "Mr. Wayne, your precious energy should be spent on Flint."

"Wow~" the twins all smirked at the same time.

"She's right, you should save it until tomorrow to output like crazy."

Vincent stood still and rolled his eyes at the three of them, "It's not that there is no way to deal with evil curses, as long as I learn a spell before tomorrow."

"What spell?"

"All curses end."

Rove's eyes widened instantly, "Are you serious?

This is a relatively advanced level—well, after all, you have even learned the Disillusionment Curse. "

Vincent didn't expect to have much range, as long as it could cover the tip of the staff, it was enough.

The sword cut killing curse has been done, and there is no reason for the magic wand to eliminate the curse.

"Speaking of the Disillusionment Charm—" Fred curled his lips at Hermione, "Seriously, Vincent, did you secretly give her extra lessons?"

"No."

"I don't believe it." George turned his little head aside, "According to your concept of mana value, we should be bigger than what she can cover."

Vincent didn't answer directly, but just looked at Hermione who raised her small chin.

"I hate you!" The twins understood in seconds.

It's a matter of magic, it's not just enough mana.

Talent and hard work are what matter the most.

On the other hand, if a talented academic god doesn't work hard, he will be beaten by a hardworking academic master every minute.

"Don't be like this, let's learn together this time." Vincent smiled and put his shoulders on them, "Merlin will not treat us little wizards badly."

Fred and George stopped pretending to be angry.

"Is there a prize for the fastest learner?"

"Yes, join the Gwent family?"

"Tch, we don't want to be famous."

"The future vice president?"

"This is good!"

In order to sit in this seat, the twins have tried their best.

Unfortunately, by dinner time, they could only make a thin wisp of smoke come out of their wands.

Unconvinced, they returned to the common room to continue practicing as soon as they were full.

The principle of the end of all curses is not complicated, the difficulty is how to use magic power to construct a space that interferes with the operation of the spell.

It requires extremely strong spatial cognition and the use of relatively esoteric magic theories.

Unlike the twins who went straight up, the other three chose to thoroughly understand the theory before making practical attempts.

"It's a bit brain-burning, but I finally figured out the general idea." Vincent closed the book "Advanced Theory of Magic".

Assuming that the wizard is a battery that can slowly increase the charging speed, the wand is equivalent to a special transformer.

But the fact that wizards charge more and more does not mean that there is no risk of explosion.

If it is suppressed to the extreme, a large amount of mana will be obtained at one time, and the charging speed will be increased to a terrifying level of 160 watts.

Of course, one step in place is not without cost.

If you use fast charging, its lifespan will inevitably be greatly reduced.

For the sake of the safety of little wizards, a transformer like a wand came into being.

The waving motion and the mantra uttered are actually equivalent to a protocol for wireless discharge.

Standards vary, and each has unique effects.

Silent spells and wandless spellcasting are forcibly simulated agreements.

Attenuation is certain, even at Dumbledore's level.

"The opposite principle of the Tesla coil?" Hermione couldn't help hearing this.

"I'm not 100% sure, but maybe magic is something very similar to it."

"What's the circle?" Cedric, an excellent student, looked confused. "I can understand the battery. What's the principle?"

Vincent, who was about to continue, had no choice but to explain briefly.

"One down and one up, but I don't understand what the wizard's mana is all about."

"Isn't it similar to electricity?" Cedric slapped his forehead suddenly as if suddenly realizing it.

Electric energy needs to be converted from matter, but the normal use of mana by wizards does not consume anything.

"Nuclear batteries?" Hermione twitched her lips.

"If that's the case, then it wouldn't be surprising to see it silently."

"Probably." Vincent held his wand. "Magic is so wonderful that it cannot be explained clearly by science."

He wanted to delve deeper into this aspect, but he didn't want to sink deeper and deeper because of it.

Most of the wizards in history who were too obsessed with the truth of magic walked into the abyss step by step, and finally ushered in a self-destructive ending.

Hermione quotes Nietzsche, "When you look into the abyss, the abyss looks into you."

Vincent's expression gradually became gloomy, "So, you can watch it, but don't watch it for too long."

Cedric was frightened on the spot, "Eh—I'm Hufflepuff, not Ravenclaw."

The twins and Rove also nodded.

If luck and curses are thrown away, it is precisely because Quirrell wants to gain a lot of practical experience as soon as possible that he meets Voldemort in the Albanian forest.

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