A certain Hogwarts magical cat

Chapter 242 The Terrible Combat Object
"Wow, it turned out to be a practical class. It's so cool. I feel like I'm starting to like this new professor!"

Ron said excitedly.

"I don't like actual combat!"

Hermione put down the textbook and notebook in her hand and muttered.

The last time Lockhart reported the Dueling Club, Hermione's duel was with a witch from Slytherin named Millicent Burst.

Although Millicent was the same age as Hermione, compared to the petite Hermione, Millicent's size was not much worse than Malfoy's follower Bangor.

So not long after the battle started, Hermione was pinched around the neck by the opponent's arm thicker than her thigh. If Harry hadn't stepped forward to help, she would have almost suffocated.

"I was in school during this period, but I spent a lot of time practicing the Disarming Charm. If I meet Malfoy again, I must make him look good!"

Harry drew out his wand, and said solemnly.

However, seeing the excitement of Harry and Ron, Alice shook her head secretly, because Charlie had already told her yesterday about the general content of the actual combat training in class today.

"Filch Squib Dummy, Filch Squib Dummy, Squib!"

"Damn Peeves, return the letter to me, or I will have Principal Dumbledore kick you out of the castle!"

When Charlie led the little wizards through the classroom corridor and walked out of the castle, he happened to see Peeves and Filch chasing in the corridor.

Peeves held a bulging purple envelope in his hand, and made faces at Filch as he flew, while the aged Filch waved his broom angrily and chased after him.

"Ouch!"

Peeves stopped with a cry of pain.

It turned out that Peeves, as a mischievous elf, has the ability to penetrate entities just like ghosts, so he has been flying backwards just now, without seeing the situation behind him clearly.

Unexpectedly, it happened to hit Charlie, who was leading the little wizards to the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest for a practical lesson.

"It's you!"

Turning around, he saw that it was Charlie. Peeves, who was about to yell at him, suddenly let out an exclamation, and was about to escape through the ceiling of the corridor.

Last semester, because Charlie had to practice the Patronus Charm, he would release the Patronus to wander around the castle almost every night, and Peeves would often take the opportunity to sneak up on him because he was beaten by Charlie once.

It's a pity that Peeves, who only knows how to throw things and play tricks, is no match for Charlie, the master of Xingyiquan. Every time Charlie catches him and punches him, he yells "Aoao".

After coming down a few times, as long as Peeves saw Charlie's Patronus, he would instinctively run away and hide far away.

"Get me down!"

As soon as Charlie reached out, he easily grabbed Peeves' ankles, pulled him down from the state where he was already half in the ceiling, and snatched the envelope in his hand.

"Rapid Incantation Magic Introductory Correspondence Course"

Twelve striking silver cursive characters appeared in Charlie's eyes.

In the wizarding world, except for wizards born in Muggle families, not all young wizards born in wizarding families will be sent to magic schools to study.

Some will choose to train themselves, and some will be sent to some small training institutions.

Therefore, in the wizarding world, there are not only elite wizards who graduated from magic schools, but also sleazy wizards with various wild paths.

In order to improve their magical ability and find a better job in the wizarding world, these scribbling wizards usually sign up for some temporary courses to quickly improve their magical ability.

The letter that Charlie is holding now is obviously a registration letter for such a similar course.

"Mr. Filch, your stuff!"

Charlie handed the letter to Filch, who finally caught up, out of breath.

"Thank you so much, Professor Meow!"

Filch took the letter with a flushed face, and immediately stuffed it into his arms.

What is a "squib"?
Harry was a little curious because Peeves had been calling Filch "Squib" when he was running away.

Ron explained to Harry in a low voice:

"Squibs refer to those whose parents are wizards, but they are born without magical abilities. I didn't expect Filch to be a Squib. No wonder he hates us so much!"

Conversations like Harry and Ron began to buzz among the little wizards, making Filch, who was already in a bad mood, look even worse.

"Go away!"

Charlie kicked Peeves away, and then hurriedly left the corridor with the little wizards. He was afraid that if it was too late, Filch would explode in anger.

In fact, after hearing the story of Mrs. Norris, he felt that Filch was a miserable person. Although he was the gatekeeper of Hogwarts, he was teased by little wizards and Peeves all day long.

So sometimes when encountering, he will also help out,
For example, when practicing the Patronus Charm at night, if you meet the Weasley brothers, you will drive them back to sleep, and if you encounter Peeves' pranks, you will also step forward to stop them.
He even gave Mrs. Norris the cat and cat spy team that was no longer in use.

Finally, under Filch's grateful eyes, Charlie led the little wizards out of the corridor and walked towards the Forbidden Forest.

On the lawn outside the Forbidden Forest,

Charlie looked at the little wizards below and said:
"During the one and a half years of studying at Hogwarts, I believe that everyone should have learned a lot of very useful spells,

So now, what I want to teach you is how to better use the spells you have learned to fight! "

Speaking of this, Charlie paused, and after seeing the excited expressions on the faces of the little wizards, the corner of his mouth slightly raised and continued:

"So, this class, including most of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the future, we will not conduct it in the classroom, but conduct actual combat training here!"

"This is much more interesting than watching Lockhart perform a play in the classroom!"

Most of the little wizards heard Charlie's words and began to discuss. Some of the little wizards who had been grudges for a long time had already started gearing up, preparing to teach their rivals a hard lesson.

Such as Malfoy and Harry!

"Ron, you said earlier that you were afraid of spiders, didn't you?"

Alice looked at Ron, who was full of fighting spirit, and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, I should have said that as a kid George and Fred turned my teddy bear into a giant spider as a prank and I've had arachnophobia ever since!"

Ron replied a little strangely.

"You take care then!"

Alice gave Ron a sympathetic look.

"Okay, now everyone applauds, this friend who will help us with actual combat training in this class, makes his debut!"

At this moment, Charlie waved his hand and shouted towards the entrance of the Forbidden Forest.

I saw a huge, black, furry spider that was about the size of a car, with eight eyes and eight legs, slowly walked out of the dark Forbidden Forest not long after Charlie's voice fell.

(End of this chapter)