Chapter 530

"... black magic, what is black magic? You may think that magic that endangers others is black magic, and magic that can kill is black magic. But now I want to tell you that this idea is very wrong! Many magic can be used to harm people. Even the magic you often use in life can kill people as long as it is used skillfully!"

Snape talked in front of the classroom. His gloomy face and his words were hidden from each other, which made people shudder unconsciously.

"... so," he smiled contemptuously and stared at the little wizards coldly, "don't classify magic itself without authorization, because it will not make you look smarter, but will make you look more arrogant and ignorant."

To some extent, Snape's statement is not wrong. Although judging from the conclusion of Maka's research, magic itself also has a very significant tendency, in the final analysis, the positive or negative tendency is not about good and evil, and the evaluation object is limited to the people who use magic.

Some students in the classroom seem to have different opinions on Snape's argument.

However, no matter how much they want to argue and refute, they also know that they shouldn't open that mouth in Snape's class. Once you argue, the best result is to be ignored, and the worst result is probably to be punished.

These "to Snape" experiences were obtained by our Miss Hermione Granger's personal practice, so they are extremely reliable.

Snape probably felt the disapproval of the students, but he didn't respond at all. Instead, he continued what he had just said.

"The so-called 'black magic' refers not to the magic itself, but to the malice that uses magic to harm you." he casually explained, "all the guys who have malice against you are your enemies and enough to harm you. These objects are not limited to wizards, but also include other creatures... And even some dead objects."

At this point, Snape pointed to the wall on the left side of the classroom, and most of the students followed his fingers to the portrait hanging there.

"Let's say it," said Snape sadly, "a corpse."

On the canvas of the painting, three pale human corpses were bending around a wizard, constantly gnawing at the man's neck, chest and abdomen. The blood was like no money. Many girls trembled and looked away.

"So... Is there really a corpse now?" asked Pavati Patil, the beautiful girl of Gryffindor, in a sharp voice with a trace of panic. "I... I mean, it must be a very complex spell, isn't it?"

"It's not easy," snape said. "But Voldemort has used it in the past, and that's enough for us to consider it."

Perhaps it was because these magic filled with danger and darkness that Snape felt excited in his heart. It was rare that he didn't criticize petier, and even answered once with pleasure.

"But -"

Well, even when he is in a very good mood, he doesn't want to answer the next question. Although many students wanted to ask something, Snape didn't give them a chance to speak.

"As I said just now, black magic does not refer to themselves. But in this case, why not simply call this course 'black wizard defense'?" he slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, but his strange smile made him look more evil, "People's hearts are hard to figure out. Even the most experienced Aurors are often deceived by some dark wizards in the city. Therefore, what you need to learn is not how to deal with dark wizards - even if they are evil. What you need to learn is magic."

"Compared with evil people, magic without wisdom itself is obviously much better to deal with. At least under repeated training and practice, even if some of you are stupid, you can also learn the ability to barely protect yourself."

As Snape spoke, he glanced at the Gryffindor students and stared at Harry and Neville twice. His words clearly meant something, and it was obvious who he meant.

Harry waited to go back, but he only stared at the air - because Snape didn't give him a chance and took his eyes away long before he fought back.

"Of course," snape continued, "A stupid person is a stupid person, and you can never achieve the same level as a smart person. You know, magic itself is also diverse, has a variety of derivative applications, and learning magic is also endless. All you can do is learn and study step by step, and in the end, which step you can achieve depends entirely on whether you are diligent and diligent No, smart enough. "

"Fighting with magic is not like being cheated by others like fighting with people. No matter how it changes, it has at least one benchmark. But similarly, there will no longer be any tricks for you. You have to overcome the difficulties."

After these words, Snape turned around, took big steps back to the back of the podium, then stretched out his wand and knocked on the blackboard.

"The smash spell is recorded in the standard spell level 5," he said in a loud voice. "Professor flavy has taught you this spell, but I think... Hum, I don't expect you to tell me that you have mastered it well now."

"All you have to do in today's class is to experience its characteristics and strength in practical use," said Snape, and then he smiled again. "I hope at least one of you can understand how to use it as soon as possible."

Before the words fell, he suddenly stabbed out his wand. With a crash and the sound of cloth shaking, a gray blanket was suddenly lifted away in the back corner of the classroom.

Because the classroom was too dark, most of the little wizards didn't notice that there were still things there. At the moment, the cloth covering it fell to the ground. They found something strange.

It's a statue, or something that looks like a statue.

The thing had thick and long strong limbs, sharp and sharp claws, and two long curved horns protruded from its head like a human head. Its wings like bats behind were bigger than its whole body.

It is worth mentioning that the whole body of that thing is like a statue covered with a layer of lime. But it has opened its bat wings and is about to fly!

"Stone ghost!"

Hermione screamed because she recognized what the hell it was at a glance.

For a time, whether Gryffindor or Slytherin, the vast majority of students panicked. They crowded with each other to get away, but the Gargoyle obviously moved much faster than them.

The Gargoyle's solid and powerful lower limbs suddenly kicked on the ground, and then spread their wings and jumped into the air. The classroom of defense against the dark arts is large enough, but not enough for it to fly freely, but more than enough for gliding and diving.

With a dull hula, the Gargoyle rushed to the place with the most people in the middle of the classroom. Seeing that it was too late to avoid, everyone hurriedly leaned down on the ground - perhaps some because of their soft legs, whatever! In short, a group of little wizards immediately fell to the ground and avoided the terrible blow.

But it's just one escape, but it's far from the time to be thankful. Everyone knows this truth. Soon, the stone ghost passed over their heads, patted his wings in mid air, adjusted his posture, and pushed his feet on the opposite wall again, creating a second attack like clouds and flowing water.

"There are many obstacles!"

It's Harry. He seems to be the first student to have the time to respond. But he stretched out his wand straightly, and an invisible magic wall blocked the stone statue ghost that came from the rapid impact. Although the other party broke away from the obstacles like a mire in the blink of an eye, he also lost the speed of diving and fell heavily on the ground.

"Hermione, Ron, Neville..."

He glanced at several of his friends in turn and winked at them. Several of them soon understood his intention and nodded to him.

Of course, just one look can't convey too much information. Except for the little wizard who often stays with him, others can't understand him at once.

But even a few people may be enough!

"Faint!"

By common consent, Harry and others as like as two peas, they not only have the same rhythm but even the same way. However, several red flames flashed in the air, and all these coma spells hit the chest of the stone ghost who had just flapped his wings.

"Bang!"

With a dull impact, the stone ghost flew out like a broken sack and hit the classroom wall heavily. Its body has been seriously damaged. Until now, many little wizards have found that it is a statue!

Needless to say, this is the first actual combat of R.A. members, and the effect seems to be very good.

"In fact, it should be smashed," Hermione whispered after a slight pause.

In fact, Hermione is right. Whether it is a real stone ghost or the "fake stone ghost" in front of us, which is obviously manipulated by Snape, is a thing with a body like a rock. It is those rather hard solids that can exert the greatest effect of the crushing spell.

But what we learned in R.A.'s training is still limited to coma spell, disarm spell and Armor spell. If we use smash spell, we don't say whether others will, at least we haven't actually practiced in cooperation!

"Hum!"

Looking at the stone ghost that was forcibly smashed by those little guys with a coma spell, Snape's face was very gloomy.