Sleeping in Hogwarts was much better than when he was wandering around outside. When Hoffa woke up the next day, there was no part of his body that was not sore. It was as if someone had been beaten on the bed with a stick.

.But the reason is not that, it is just the secretion of lactic acid after muscle fatigue.

The first day's class schedule has been placed on the bedside.

Hoffa took a look and breathed a sigh of relief. Today's classes are Charms and Astronomy, tomorrow's classes are Defense Against the Dark Arts and Ancient Runes, and the first Transfiguration class will be the day after tomorrow. If possible, he hopes that this year

There should not be a single Transfiguration class.

...

...

During breakfast, fluttering owls flew into the school from the skylight.

They threw the letters on the desks of each student. A maroon owl hovered and threw a newspaper in front of Miranda. Then he asked for a piece of toast and flew away.

As soon as Miranda opened the newspaper, she exclaimed.

Other students who received the newspaper also became noisy.

Looking closer, Hoffa saw the headlines without surprise.

-----German Muggles attack Poland, Britain and France give stern warnings.

The Daily Prophet rarely reports on Muggle news, but this time, the newspaper put it on the front page, which shows the seriousness of the matter.

Aglaia rubbed her head against it, then snatched the newspaper away with her hands. She read the newspaper word for word, and asked with a pale face: "Can you fight?"

"I hope not," Miranda murmured, "Aren't British Muggles quite..."

"impossible."

Hoffa sighed and interrupted her, "England and France will declare war tomorrow."

"How do you know?"

Both friends looked over and asked in surprise.

Hoffa said nothing and spread jam on the bread absentmindedly. The moment the war really came, no one could have guessed that it would develop into the most horrific killing feast in history. At this moment, he really was in no mood to talk much.

After breakfast, the three of them went to the Charms classroom on the fifth floor. It was originally Adebe Gorshak's classroom, but now it belongs to Dumbledore.

However, the unique decoration of the Charms classroom belonging to Adebe Gorshak has remained unchanged, with several large, precisely running clocks inside.

The only extra prop is a set of blue armor about 1.8 meters high next to the staff table. It has a shiny metallic luster and is standing quietly on the spot.

Dumbledore arrived earlier than everyone else. At this moment, he was leaning in front of the podium, reading a copy of the Daily Prophet in his hand.

The Gryffindor students in the classroom also arrived surprisingly early, and they occupied a favorable position.

This invisible demonstration made Ravenclaw quite dissatisfied, and Aglaia stared angrily as soon as she entered the door.

"I want to see how long these idiots can last!" she said.

Hoffa didn't say anything. After the three of them sat in the corner, he asked Miranda in a low voice: "This is your first spells class ever, right?"

Miranda suddenly realized: "It seems so, I wouldn't have noticed it even if you didn't tell me."

Soon, the seats were filled one after another. Dumbledore put down the newspaper, waved his wand, and the door closed.

He looked at everyone on the podium with a solemn expression. His expression was different from his usual gentleness, and had a bit of a stern shadow of Professor Gorshak.

"I won't lie. This year, the external situation is no different from previous years, and the conflicts between wizards are more direct and fierce than before. This year, I will teach you less about life-building spells and more about self-protection.

and defensive spells.”

The class was silent. Everyone had seen the news in the Daily Prophet these days. No one wanted to slip up at this time. After all, life was really at stake.

Dumbledore: "Can anyone tell me how many types of defensive spells there are?"

Aglaia tilted her head and said in Hoffa's ear, "176 species."

Hoffa's face darkened.

Several Gryffindor students raised their hands as if they were offering treasures.

Dumbledore nodded to one of them.

The Gryffindor said: "Two kinds, Professor, the Shield Curse and the Iron Armor Curse."

"Correct answer, five points from Gryffindor."

"Basically, although wizards have countless defensive spells, they are basically derived from these two spells. One is aimed at magic damage, and the other is aimed at physical damage."

Dumbledore: "However, before the official class begins, I would like to introduce to you my temporary assistant, Sir Carmel."

Dumbledore stretched out his finger, and immediately, the armor that had been standing still next to him came to life. It clicked forward two steps, bent down, and bowed to everyone.

It was actually a living armor, and Hoffa wasn't too surprised. Everything that happened at Hogwarts was normal.

"The Armor Curse, ser." Dumbledore ordered.

The armor nodded, drew a wand from his waist like a sword, and held it up in front of him. The look was a bit funny, and Gryffindor snickered.

However, the next second, Dumbledore flicked his wand.

"The flames are blazing."

A stream of high-heat yellow and blue flames spurted out from Dumbledore's wand. The temperature of the entire classroom increased by nearly 0 degrees, like a steamer. Everyone pursed their mouths in fear.

Sir Armor waved his wand, and a transparent shield appeared in front of him.

But in the blink of an eye, the protective shield shattered into pieces like an eggshell.

Dumbledore lowered his wand and removed the flames.

However, the blue armor was burned into molten iron by the high-heat flames, and collapsed to the ground with a clang.

There was silence in the classroom.

Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the molten iron on the ground bonded together again. The man in blue armor completely returned to normal, standing on the ground like nothing happened.

The Ravenclaw students looked at each other, the contempt on their faces reduced a lot. Obviously, Dumbledore was very knowledgeable in charms and was more than qualified to be their teacher.

But Dumbledore didn't care about the changes in other people's emotions. He continued to talk:

"Generally, students start with the Iron Armor Curse, but considering the special circumstances of this year, Muggles in the outside world have become quite irritable. Therefore, in this class, I will teach you another spell. A very practical one.

, also a very profound magic spell, a shield spell.”

When Hoffa heard this, his head immediately turned to Miranda.

Miranda had used this spell last night to protect him from the wind.

Miranda shrugged and said nothing.

Aglaia whispered, "I can do it, I can do it too..."

"Shield Charm..."

Dumbledore glanced at the three of them, slightly increased his volume, and interrupted their whispers.

"The shield spell was first used by King Siesta II of the Kingdom of Prussia. During a war between Prussia and Gaul, Siesta II personally took command of the battle in order to boost morale. The wizards in the high house took advantage of the king's unpreparedness.

, cast the poisonous spell at that time - the Ecstasy Curse - on his back. Just as the spell was cast, Siesta II turned around and saw the spell flying towards him. In desperation, he cast the first shield spell.

Not only did it block the spell, but it also blocked the flying arrows in the sky."

"Spell——[Tariko-Skeeta]"

"Pronunciation, Ta, is pronounced with a light sound, as long as it has this sound. "Li" has the same light sound, with the same intensity. "Ke" The heaviest sound among the six sounds is paused for about 0.5 seconds.

The pronunciation of "Si" is light to give people a vague feeling. "Ji" is second only to the accent of "Ke". The last "Ta" can be pronounced as you like. Just be careful not to pronounce it as "Te".

.

Casting a spell does not require a wand, but requires hands, brains, and a heart that has the courage to protect others."

After speaking, Dumbledore turned to look at the armor and nodded.

The man in blue armor standing opposite him suddenly bent down, and the gap in the armor on his face opened, and a stream of red flames spurted out. The flames were blazing, no less powerful than Dumbledore's fire-calling spell just now.

Dumbledore stretched out one hand: "Tariko Skeeta."

boom!!

In front of Dumbledore's hand, an invisible and smooth cross shield appeared in the air. Although the cross was narrow, it was very effective in resisting all the flames.

The shield was transparent with a blue halo around it, and in the center of his cross shield, Hoffa actually saw the pattern of a fiery red phoenix.

After touching the shield, the flames were scattered to both sides, illuminating everyone's faces. The hair of some Gryffindors in front curled up, and a strange smell filled the class.

Before he could take a few more glances, the flames disappeared and the shield disappeared.

"Did you see it?" Dumbledore put down his palm and asked calmly.

"I saw it."

The students below all answered in unison.

Dumbledore nodded to the armored man: "Thank you, Sir Carles."

Armor bent down and said the only thing he said: "It's a pleasure to serve you."
To be continued...