bookbashuk Chapter 82 On the Possibility of Using Walking Sticks to Make Flying Broomsticks
Chapter 82 On the Possibility of Using Walking Sticks to Make Flying Broomsticks
Chapter 82 On the Possibility of Using Walking Sticks to Make Flying Broomsticks
Snape ignored Draco's accusing gaze, flicked his wand, and picked up a training dummy from the corner of the classroom, placing it opposite him.
"I believe you've all learned the Levitation Charm, right? Is there anyone who hasn't?"
After Snape finished speaking, he held his breath in great detail. He was really thinking that if there were any young wizards who hadn't even learned the Levitation Charm, should he take advantage of his good mood to give them a temporary lesson?
But things turned out much better than he had imagined; not a single wizard raised their hand, which was good.
"When attacking enemies, it's not just the offensive spells taught in Defense Against the Dark Arts classes that are useful. Transfiguration, common spells, potions, alchemy, and even household magic can all be effective in defeating the enemy at crucial moments, such as the Levitation Charm."
After Snape finished speaking, he stood about five meters away from the training dummy: "Today I will teach you a little trick for the Levitation Charm. When the Levitation Charm is cast, if you rotate the tip of your wand clockwise or counterclockwise at the last moment, the object being levitated will inevitably rotate. This is a very useful control skill in magical duels."
"In a battle where time is of the essence, this little trick is even faster, more accurate, and more reliable than simply petrifying everything."
After saying that, Snape immediately started his spell at zero frames, pointing his wand at the training dummy and chanting a spell, finally turning the tip of the wand slightly.
The effect was immediate; the training dummy floated up and spun rapidly. If it were a real person, let alone using magic, it would probably be difficult to even lock onto an enemy.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Snape unleashed three knockback spells in quick succession, knocking the training dummy from one end of the classroom to the other. Finally, he put away his wand, released the levitation spell, and the training dummy fell to the ground with a thud, its arms and legs broken.
"Now, let's begin. Of course, you're not training dummies, but your opponents. Ah, Slytherin and Gryffindor, aren't you usually enemies? Today I'm giving you this opportunity, and I hope I won't disappoint you."
"Of course, you'd better not disappoint me!"
After Snape finished speaking, he walked to the side and stopped bothering the young wizards.
Most of the young wizards were also excited by Snape's words, and they were so excited that almost everyone started attacking at zero frames, afraid that the opponent would be faster than them and make them spin like tops.
Only Malfoy gave a wry, unpleasant smile: "Kane...tsk...can we reconcile?"
Kane wasn't as conflicted as Malfoy. He loved his opponent too much, after all, they had made a wasted trip to the trophy room because Malfoy had stood them up.
I don't think I've gotten my revenge yet... Wait, haven't I? Oh well, I'll get my revenge eventually.
Kane gave a shy, polite smile: "Are you joking right now?"
The next moment, two spells shot out from the tips of the wands at the same time. However, unfortunately, perhaps Kane's magic was a little bit stronger, and it shattered Malfoy's magic and struck Malfoy directly.
The latter then took flight and began to spin in circles.
Kane then used a knockback spell, striking three times before slowly using a levitation spell to lower Malfoy down.
After all, Snape's demonstration was done with a mannequin, while he was beating a real person. Although Malfoy was annoying and cheeky, there was really no need to beat him to death.
However, because of the Levitation Charm spinning him around, Malfoy took a while to regain his senses and stand up again.
At this moment, Malfoy looked at Kane standing opposite him and suddenly felt that he was quite handsome. He even held back! He's a good person!
Until another person he hadn't expected appeared behind Kane.
Snape gently patted Kane on the shoulder: "It felt good to hold back just now, didn't it? Are you already enjoying the feeling of having an opponent who looks up to you? Maybe your opponents in the classroom will, but when you actually leave Hogwarts and fight those dangerous dark wizards, they'll just think you're a fool!"
"Gryffindor, deduct 10 points. Reason: Too naive!"
After Snape finished speaking, he went off to bother the other young wizards again.
Kane glanced helplessly at the others in the classroom, emmm...
There wasn't a single one holding back; each and every one of them, if not to kill the other, were aiming to cripple them for a few days.
Unlike Kane, who was observing the entire classroom, Malfoy, sitting opposite him, was only observing Snape's back, just as he was about to start swearing at Snape.
"On the beach... mmm..."
Unfortunately, before he could even utter that curse, he was once again pulled into the air by the Levitation Charm and spun around. Then, he was slammed against the wall by three repulsion curses without holding back, and slowly slid down like a toad thrown against a wall by Peter Griffin.
Happy times are always fleeting; this is not just an empty saying, but a true reflection of happiness.
For young wizards of this age, each one possesses inexhaustible energy, and they are incredibly fierce. They are not only happy to use spells to attack others, but they are also overjoyed to be spun around by the opponent's spells and eventually slammed against the wall.
Oh, except for that one unlucky guy whose feet never touched the ground except at the very beginning and the very end of a class.
As for Snape's reputation, it has also undergone a rare change.
"Honestly, if Snape were the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor instead of Potions professor, I would really like him. His classes are really educational and quite interesting."
After finishing the class, Ron had a good time and walked out of the classroom, saying with some satisfaction.
"Indeed, if Snape had continued to teach like this, I could actually tolerate some of his targeting of Gryffindor and me, and I wouldn't be unable to accept hearing a few trash words from him occasionally." Harry also experienced a different side of Snape.
Unlike his previous half-baked potions skills, Harry's talent for Defense Against the Dark Arts far surpassed that of potions, so he could see just how impressive Snape's teaching methods and combat skills were in Defense Against the Dark Arts.
And most importantly, since Quirrell was behind the murder case, Snape was just a foul-mouthed guy who liked to talk trash compared to Quirrell, who was a real villain who stabbed people in the back.
Moreover, he taught Defense Against the Dark Arts really well.
After this process of one plus one being greater than two, he even thought Snape was a good person and someone he could get along with.
"Are you saying that Snape will also be teaching our Defense Against the Dark Arts class next semester?" Hermione suddenly asked.
"Probably not. Snape is still the head of Slytherin after all, and he teaches Potions. Of course, it would be great if he could step down as Potions Master and Defense Against the Dark Arts," Ron said somewhat helplessly.
"Who says otherwise?" Kane sighed, perhaps because of his talent for dark magic, even his gaze towards Snape softened.
Hmm, it would be even better if he could apologize to Little Pumpkin.
Soon, another week came to an end, and the little wizards were one day closer to their holiday.
Two-thirds of the people in this small dormitory were incredibly excited about this. A loving family raises a bird that loves its home, while a loveless family raises a bird that loves its freedom.
Harry's home was a cage for him, a place where he couldn't be free even if he wanted to, because Dumbledore had just spoken to him and told him that he had to go back to that so-called home and stay there for a certain period of time every year.
So while Kane and Ron were already packing their bags, Harry was still squirming on his bed, looking like spiders were crawling all over him.
He felt even worse when he heard that Ron would return to his loving home during the holidays, and that Kane planned to travel the world.
"How about Kane, you come back to the Dursleys with me and suffer together? Please, let's just suffer together at the Dursleys' house for the rest of our lives." Harry begged Kane, crying and wailing.
"Heh." Kane chuckled coldly, giving Harry the middle finger with a helpless look.
Just as Harry was sitting on his bed, resignedly waiting for a bolt of lightning to strike him dead, Ron's words were another bolt from the blue.
"How about Kane comes to our house during the holidays? My mom often writes to me asking me to bring you back home."
"...I want to go too." Harry murmured, lying on the bed, barely breathing.
"Why don't you ask Dumbledore what the minimum period you're allowed to stay at the Dursleys' house is, and then we'll pick you up right on time?" Ron said.
"No..." Harry shook his head. "Ron, you don't understand. The Dursleys don't despise me; they hate me. They don't not want to see me; they don't want to see me living comfortably. They would rather see me leave the Dursleys happily than suffer in their house."
Ron listened to Harry's vehement accusations with some surprise, his mouth agape in astonishment.
No? This is a person!
Kane raised an eyebrow and nodded: "That's why I don't want to stay with the Dursleys. I'd rather travel and wander around on my own, and maybe find some useful things along the way."
At that moment, Ron suddenly looked at Kane: "Didn't we agree to go to my house?"
Kane shrugged helplessly: "That's what you said yourself, I haven't agreed yet. But you can leave me your address, I might come to your house to play sometime."
Ron nodded, that's more like it, but soon another problem arose.
"How do you plan to travel?"
Kane grinned and pulled out the walking stick that Eternal Realm had sent him for Christmas from under his bed: "I'm planning to make a flying broom with this. There's still a week before the holiday, so I can go and ask Dumbledore for advice on how to make a flying broom."
"You can use my Nimbus 2000," Harry quietly reminded him.
"I know, but it's not my own anyway. In any case, I'll go find Dumbledore first and get me some breakfast if possible."
With that, Kane picked up his walking stick and strode away from the dormitory, leaving Little Pumpkin behind him barely able to catch up.
"Why do I feel like Kane is walking faster?" Harry said, somewhat surprised.
"Hmm, perhaps that's why Kane chose to use that walking cane as a flying broom," Ron offered a reasonable guess. "That cane might be some kind of alchemical item with speed-boosting properties."
"That's true," Harry remarked.
Meanwhile...
Kane, carrying his walking cane, had already appeared at the door of Dumbledore's office.
Boom boom boom!
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