The Days of Sneaking at Hogwarts

Hogwarts Castle, Eighth Floor, Room of Requirement.

Dumbledore's Army begins their first assembly.

The Room of Requirement is now more of a training ground.

There is a wide field, and there is a large wizard statue, which can be used for sparring.

"The one thing everyone has to learn is to disarm you." Norn and Harry stood in the middle of the field, and Norn signaled Harry to stand opposite him, "It's very simple, it's not difficult, Harry, demonstrate, facing I'm fine."

"Expelliarmus!" Harry knocked the wand out of Norn's hand, "Just like me, just concentrate and swing the wand, that's all. Don't swing too hard, it's easy to throw your wand out. Alright, go on Come down and try."

Everyone stood in two rows, facing the training manikin.The training went well, and along the way, nothing happened to anyone, except for Neville who once threw his wand out.

"Neville, the one I said earlier, don't swing too hard."

"It's because I'm too picky."

"It's just not playing well, don't think so."

After everyone has practiced once.

"Okay, let's start sparring next two or two." Nuo En said as he walked up to A Nuo and stopped A Nuo who wanted to go to Jasmin and the others, "What are you doing? Your sparring partner is me. "

"Why?" Arnold pointed at Harry, "As an instructor, you should guide others. Look at Harry, how dedicated he is. He will guide everyone. Look at you, just stand here. This is too outrageous, you should also go and guide a few, and I'll just go to Jasmine and the others."

"Come back." Nuo En grabbed Arnold's collar, "Harry's abilities are very good, and there is no problem in guiding as many as you want. Let me tell you, even if I don't come to be the instructor, only Harry is alone." It's ok, what's more, there are still a lot of good abilities here. So the person I need to focus on is you."

"My ability is not bad, so don't worry about it." Arnold muttered.

Ignoring Arnold's complaints, Noen asked Arnold to start sparring directly.

"It's too slow. When you finish your move, other people's wands can point to your forehead." Anuo just finished chanting the spell, and Norn came to her in a flash, and pointed her wand at her forehead.

"It's not so slow, it's picky. No normal person can flash like you." Arnold moved Nuo En's magic wand pointing at his forehead.

"Anyway, come again."

"Come on, really, how many times do we have to practice?"

"Of course I practice to my satisfaction."

"Criticism."

"The strength is too weak, and those who are much less capable than you can easily take over your move." Nuoen waved his wand lightly, and immediately followed Arnold's move, "Come on again. "

"Criticism."

"The speed is slow and the strength is small. Is it specially given the opportunity for others to fight back? Come again."

"Criticism!"

"A little faster, a little harder. Come again."

"Criticism!!"

"I want you to be stronger, not to make you swing the club so hard that it flies out, pick it up, and do it again."

"Criticism!!!"

"Can you put it another way?" When A Nuo was picky about his output for the sixth time, Nuo En finally couldn't listen anymore, and looked at A Nuo speechlessly.

“Criticism!!!”