"Harry, I understand how you feel when you lose your parents, but at least you still have relatives alive that you can see - even if they are really not good to you, they are at least better than me, right?"
Maka's tone was still so indifferent, but every word struck their hearts like a hammer.
"Oh - Maka, you are - but you never said -" Hermione said in surprise.
"No wonder you never mention the situation at home. Mom is always worried that your family is not good to you!" Ron was also surprised.
Of course, Harry was the most shocked by Maka's words. He was staring at Maka so hard now that he couldn't even speak.
"Harry, you have to remember that you are a Gryffindor." Maka said calmly, "Don't always be upset about these things, show your courage."
"If you want to figure all this out, you must not be in a hurry, let alone be reckless. Can you understand what I mean?"
"But..." Harry asked hesitantly, "What you said about Peter Pettigrew, is that true?"
Maka glanced at Ron's pocket with his peripheral vision, and he found that Scabbers, who had been hiding in it, moved immediately when he heard Harry's words.
"I'm not very sure, it's just a possibility." He dealt with it casually, and then continued, "Harry, Professor Lupine has already told me that you want to learn the Patronus Charm. I think, It’s a good idea.”
"Oh! Yes!" Hermione echoed, "Ron and I also want to learn, can we learn together?"
"Of course, there's no problem with that." Maka agreed, "Judging from the recent situation, the Patronus Charm is very practical - of course, it's not easy at all, so you have to be mentally prepared."
…
Soon, after lunch, the lectures began.
Speaking of which, Harry and the three were looking forward to it at first. After all, the majestic eagle gave them quite a shock. But not long after, except for Hermione who was still in high spirits, Harry and Ron both started to feel sleepy.
Maka's "small spells class" attracted Professor Lupin's attention. Not only did he let Maka teach everyone in the staff lounge, he even called Professor Flitwick to listen carefully.
But to be honest, almost everyone thought that Maka would choose actual combat training as a method of teaching - Lupine even thought that Maka might directly grab a Dementor by the face and kill it like he did on the train. Drag it to the lounge.
Regardless of whether it is appropriate or not, it will definitely be a very exciting start to the lecture.
But who knew that Maka had no intention of letting Harry and the others take out their wands.
He tapped the blackboard with his wand, moved a large amount of magic theory onto it, and then calmly talked about various magic spells such as the structure of the spell, the continuous reading and breakpoints of syllables, the trajectory of the wand, etc. Theoretical analysis.
It's like trying to completely break this curse, making people feel extremely boring. Add to that the unchanging tone of his voice - it was almost as drowsy as Professor Binns' History of Magic class.
"Hey, what do you think?" Lupine asked Flitwick with a stiff face.
"It's like listening to a complex theoretical lecture." Flitwick's sharp voice was much weaker than usual, "This reminds me of Nico Flamel's alchemy academic salon seminar. …”
"To be honest, these theories are really wonderful. It's hard to imagine that McClane actually has such in-depth research on magic..." Lupine said weakly, "But why can't I listen to it at all..."
"Oh, Maka, you seem to have changed a wand?" Ron, who was bored, suddenly asked.
Except for Hermione who was immersed in knowledge, everyone else also subconsciously looked at Maka's hand.
"Well, yes," Maka said, raising the wand in her hand, "The previous one accidentally broke, so I went and bought a new one."
He paused, looking at the listless looks of the others, and couldn't help but shake his head.
"Okay! Then, let's try it out in practice..." Maka said, "Originally, I planned to let you briefly understand the basic principles of the Patronus Charm first, which will make it easier for you to cast it successfully, but... Anyway, take out the wand first."
As soon as they heard that actual training was about to begin, everyone got excited.
Maka asked Harry and the three of them to stand in the open space in the middle, and then said: "There are many key points in casting the Patronus Charm, but there is only one key point, and that is - during the casting process, use your most active and most active Use positive emotions as support to let your emotions explode."
"Then... what should we do specifically?" Harry couldn't help but ask.
"There are many kinds of positive emotions. Among them, 'happiness' and 'protection' are the most effective for dementors," Maka explained in detail. "The object of 'happiness' is oneself, while the object of 'protection' is others. . No matter which one, as long as it is the strongest, most direct, and most determined, it is the best."
"To be specific...for example, recall your happiest things; or imagine that you want to protect someone who is most important to you," he continued, "and then recite the incantation - 'Calling God for Protection', both Give it a try!”
"Happy memories? Protecting important people?"
The three Harrys all had wrinkled faces with different expressions. They thought for a while before waving their wands and started trying.
However, casting the Patronus Charm was not easy. For nearly half an hour, none of the three gained much. Well, except for Hermione.
On her third try, she let her wand emit silvery white mist.
In fact, Maka's previous theoretical narration was indeed very effective, and Hermione is a good example. But not everyone can learn those boring theoretical knowledge.
"Originally, I only planned to let you learn the theory first today, so I didn't prepare..." Maka spread her hands and said, "Let's do it! You continue to try it first, and I will get you a dementor - there are many people outside the school recently. It’s all, isn’t it?”
Not long after, the scene Lu Ping imagined finally appeared.
Maka, whose whole body was radiating silvery white, directly dragged a dementor into the staff lounge.
"Fortunately it's the Christmas holiday, otherwise it would be so busy..." No matter how hard the Dementor struggled in his hand, Maka just grabbed its face and covered its mouth tightly.
As the dementors entered the lounge, the originally warm room immediately became freezing.
On the side, Harry and the three stood far away, looking at Maka with complicated expressions.
"...Don't look at me like that," Maka said, waving her free hand, "This is an advanced application of the Patronus Charm, and I discovered it accidentally. If you can learn the basics better, If you are more practical, I can try to teach you."
"Okay, did anyone succeed just now?" Maka asked, "I mean, when I left."
"Miss Granger is doing well," said Professor Lupin. "I think she's ready to give it a try."
"Okay, then, except Hermione, everyone retreats to the wall," Maka said, "Hermione, are you ready?"
Hearing this, Hermione looked at the Dementor struggling in Maka's hands, and then nodded firmly.
"Very good! Remember, the spell is 'Calling God's Guard'." Maka said, letting go of the Dementor in her hand and pushing it towards Hermione.
Suddenly, the Dementor, whose entire body was covered by a tattered black cloak and shrouded in black mist, rushed toward Hermione, and its scabby and rotten hands grabbed at her.
Hermione immediately felt as if she had returned to the moment at the end of her first term when she was submerged in the freezing lake and almost drowned.
The chill was constantly seeping into her skin, and the dementor's face, which could not be seen clearly under the hood, was getting closer and closer to her. Hermione felt that she couldn't concentrate at all to cast the spell... Happy? Where is the happiness
In Hermione's heart, fear and despair continued to accumulate...
"ah-"
Hermione screamed and took a few steps back, then tripped over herself. She fell down on the cold floor, but she couldn't help but move back desperately.
She couldn't help but want to stay away from the monster that filled her with fear.
"... It seems that we need to slow down a little longer."
Maka's voice came from behind the Dementor, and at the same time, a hand surrounded by silvery white mist suddenly stretched out from behind its neck.
The hand pinched the Dementor's neck tightly, causing it to tilt its head back, and then...
There was only a "bang" sound, followed by a hoarse roar, and the Dementor found himself being smashed against the wall by that hateful human.
"oh-"
Harry, Ron, Lupine and Flitwick couldn't help but shrink their necks.
"A strange over-the-shoulder fall..." Lupine said with a twitch in the corner of his mouth.
"Hmm... who made the Dementors grow so tall?" Flitwick scratched his head.
Because everyone was standing on both sides against the wall, they could clearly see Maka's actions just now - including how Maka jumped up, how she grabbed the dementor's neck, and how she finally broke it. He grabbed it by the neck and threw it out.
The whole set of movements was so smooth, and I have to say, it looked really cool.
"...The Dementor's body is indeed very light." Maka couldn't help but shrugged when she saw everyone staring at her.
As he spoke, he walked over to the Dementor, grabbed its face, and dragged it to the middle of the lounge.
"Everyone, please remember to be careful of the Dementor's mouth. It will not only suck in your positive emotions, but sometimes also directly suck in your soul!" Maka said calmly, "This must be kept in your hearts. —That’s why I always cover its mouth.”