Misunderstandings or disputes.
When he stood at the doorway, all of it should have vanished.
If not, he wouldn't mind using some special methods.
Today's lesson was on Red Caps, Ministry of Magic classification XXXX, a type of small gnome Goblin, which was a specialty of the Celtic region before Magellan circumnavigated the world and began the Age of Discovery.
Of course, they can now be found anywhere there's bloodshed, lurking in the dungeons of Castles and the trenches of battlefield ruins, waiting to ambush lost people, and they also like to soak their hats in fresh blood to gain immense satisfaction.
At this moment, Howl was explaining about the ugly little Goblin confined within the iron cage.
"Vigorously Alive—"
"This is a common spell to repel Red Caps; these small creatures aren't actually very powerful."
Clang, clang, clang—
A group of Little Wizards looked at the snarling, vicious-looking gnome in the cage, which was as tall as a person's calf, and shrank their necks.
It frantically bit the iron bars with its teeth, making a grating sound, and when its teeth proved ineffective, it raised its slender arm again.
At the other end of the arm was a huge wooden club, the size of its own body, which it slammed down with a clang, clang, clang.
It was utterly frenzied.
Howl's wand gently tapped the iron cage, and a translucent ripple enveloped it; soon, the noisy sounds ceased.
Then, he raised his hand and demonstrated for the children.
"Vigorously Alive—Ascend, Descend, Turn, Lift"
…
"Follow my rhythm, same old rules! I don't need to lead you through 'We Will Rock You' again, do I?!"
"Yes! Definitely!" Fred and George said.
Every time Professor Jones led them in learning spells, the part where they sang that song together was what they looked forward to the most.
"Hmph, no way." Howl smiled, raising his wand: "Come on, follow me!"
"Vigorously Alive—"
"Mr. Lexer, remember to add a clever little trill! Miss Marian, you can go up another Key!"
"Alright, one more time, this time raise your wands—"
…
Soon, the bell rang, signaling the end of class, and some older students in the back were disappointed, not having reached the practical part.
Because Neville had some trouble when facing the Red Cap.
"Very good, for this week's homework, I think there's no need to say much. Red Caps are very simple, a three-inch essay will suffice."
"Oh, really?" Ron said excitedly, Professor Jones hadn't assigned such short homework in a long time.
"Yes, of course it's true." Howl nodded: "However, next, I will release this Red Cap into the school, so you must be careful."
"Oh! Damn it!"
"As expected."
"Fred, what if we catch this thing and throw it into Percy's dorm?"
"Good idea!"
Howl clapped his hands, interrupting the chaotic discussions: "Alright, class dismissed!"
The children said goodbye to the Professor, and Ron put his arm around Neville's shoulder, saying proudly: "Don't worry, when we catch it, we'll throw the Red Cap into the Slytherin common room."
He performed very well, successfully casting the Vigorously Alive spell on his first try, and now his confidence was greatly boosted.
"I am a Defense Against the Dark Arts genius!"
Neville lowered his head, nodding in agreement with Ron.
Suddenly, his body stiffened, and he quickly turned around: "Alright, Professor."
"What's wrong?" Ron didn't understand what had happened.
"Didn't you hear? The Professor just asked me to wait for him…" Neville said in surprise.
"Mr. Longbottom, I called you."
Howl's voice interrupted Neville's surprised inquiry to Ron.
He had just used an in-ear transmission to call out to Harry, Neville, and the others.
His original intention was to save the children some face… but he didn't expect Neville to react so strongly.
"Come with me." Howl nodded and said, turning to pack his things and walking towards the spiral staircase behind the podium that led directly to his office on the third floor.
Neville's face was filled with bitterness, feeling only that he was unlucky.
And as the crowd gradually departed, the figures of Harry, Draco, and Hermione also became prominent.
He immediately understood why Mr. Jones wanted him to stay after class.
"Let's go." Harry pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.
The argument and conflict before class had come so abruptly, so senselessly.
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