Dracula's cold words made Ron, who was originally full of hope, become desperate.
"Professor, don't... Ugh..." He said painfully while retching, "Don't be so heartless, Professor... Ugh—"
Just as Ron was about to spit out the next slug, Dracula frowned in disgust and quickly chanted a spell -
"Mimble Wimble."
This is the silencing spell that Dracula once used on Lockhart, and it is very useful in certain situations.
Under the effect of the Silencing Spell, Ron's mouth immediately closed, and the slug that was about to be spit out was stuck in Ron's mouth, neither front nor back. He could neither spit it out nor swallow it.
Ron kept gesticulating, looking at Dracula with red eyes, almost crying in anxiety.
Dracula shook off the slug on his shoe, and then used more than a dozen cleaning spells to finally make his shoe clean again. Seeing Ron's embarrassment, he finally raised the corners of his mouth happily.
"Professor, please help Ron!" Harry said anxiously.
He and Hermione were as anxious as ash snakes that had left the flame. They circled around Ron, watching him in pain but unable to help.
"Professor!" Hermione said loudly, "Look at Ron's face, it's already so red. If you don't remove the spell, he's going to be suffocated to death by the slug!"
Dracula glanced at Ron, saw his flushed face, and knew that the next slug was probably about to come out of his stomach.
With a slug in his mouth closed, when the next fat slug appeared, it would directly block Ron's throat and esophagus, and it was possible that Ron would suffocate.
"Tsk, what a pity." Dracula shrugged regretfully before he could appreciate Ron's expression enough.
He snapped his fingers lightly, and the universal spell to break the spell silently covered Ron's body, instantly eliminating the two spells of the Slug Curse and the Silencing Curse on his body.
"Ahem..."
After the spell was lifted, Ron immediately opened his mouth and began to dry heave and cough continuously.
"Oh - so disgusting, I just felt two slugs wriggling in my mouth and throat!" He said angrily, "Why can't I vomit now? Did I digest them?!"
Ron's eyes widened and he looked at Harry and Hermione in shock.
"What are you thinking about? The slugs you spit out are products of magic. They will naturally dissipate once the magic is lifted." Dracula said casually.
Hearing Dracula's voice, Ron turned his shocked gaze in Dracula's direction.
"Professor, how could you ask me to shut up at such a critical moment? This is so unfair!" He waved his hands and accused with a red face.
"Oh? I'm not kind, am I?" Dracula's mouth curled up in a sinister arc.
Ron shuddered suddenly.
"Ah... Professor, you misunderstood, that's not what I meant..." His aggrieved and angry mood immediately calmed down, and he said with a flattering smile, "I mean... your approach is so kind, I know you are using this method to train my perseverance!"
"I have understood. From now on, whenever I face dark wizards or dark creatures, I will never fall into deeper despair and will always be able to muster greater courage to face danger whenever I think of my experience today!"
As he spoke, Ron gradually raised his head and chest, and his momentum became more and more confident. It seems that these words may not be able to convince Dracula, but at least they can convince himself...
"Well, if you need it, I'll let you swallow a few more slugs next time." Dracula nodded with interest, looking at Ron who was holding his head high. "If you still don't like it, I can help you modify the slug curse."
"Slugs are still too conservative. How about cockroaches? If that's not enough, spiders are also possible."
Ron, who was trying to remain calm, trembled all over after hearing the word "spider", and his face turned green with fear.
"Professor Dracula, please stop scaring Ron. What he fears most is spiders." Hermione looked at the heartless Dracula, pursed her lips and advised seriously.
However, Ron didn't seem to appreciate it.
"Who... who is afraid of spiders?" He felt a little embarrassed and retorted, "How can a grown man like me be afraid of spiders?!"
"Then tell me, who was the one who jumped three feet high because of the giant spider at the entrance of the Great Hall last Halloween?" Hermione retorted, "Everyone saw it at the time. You were hanging on Harry's neck, and you didn't dare to come down until he carried you into the Great Hall!"
"You, you, you..." Ron pointed at Hermione. Because he was in the wrong, he stuttered for a long time but couldn't make a clear explanation.
"Ron, why don't you just admit it. You are indeed afraid of spiders." Harry looked at the angry Hermione, then at the indignant Ron, and had to speak to Ron in a conciliatory tone.
Hearing his good brother's conclusion, Ron's shoulders slumped and he immediately felt deflated.
Dracula watched the debate of the three little ones with great interest for a long time, and waited patiently until they stopped. Then he thought of a question.
"If you have finished the discussion, then why not tell me about the situation?" He asked, "This Slug Curse seems to be quite effective. Who did such a cruel thing to Weiss? Is it your mortal enemies of Slytherin?"
"No, Professor, Ron did it himself," said Harry, smiling.
Ron's face froze, and he silently lowered his head, causing his shoulders to slump another two inches.
"You did it yourself?" Dracula looked at Ron in surprise, "Can you be so cruel to yourself? I never expected you to be such a ruthless person, Weiss."
"No, no, it's actually Ron's wand that's broken, Professor." Hermione added happily. Seeing Ron, who didn't know how to be kind, suffer setbacks one after another, she felt very happy. "Ron originally wanted to use the Slug Curse on that nasty Draco Malfoy, but his spell was fired from the end of his wand!"
"Is there such a thing?" Dracula suddenly became interested and looked at Ron who was slumping his shoulders beside him. "Wes, can you show me your wand?"
In fact, in the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Dracula had already noticed that there was something wrong with Ron's wand, but he had never been very interested in wands, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
But today he unexpectedly learned that Ron's wand could shoot spells in the opposite direction, allowing the Slug Curse to hit him directly!
Dracula immediately thought that this unique wand was quite maneuverable.
For example, when encountering a dark wizard, the poor little wizard would first take out a wand that could only cast spells in the opposite direction, trick the opponent into using a disarming spell to snatch his wand, and then guide the opponent to attack with the newly snatched wand...
Then, the dark wizard will receive a surprise - he will be hit by his own spell without any preparation!
Thinking of this, Dracula subconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, and an evil smile appeared on his face.
Ron looked at the smile on Dracula's face and couldn't help but shudder.
"Of course, Professor, I've had enough of this wand!" He hurriedly took the wand out of his pocket and handed it to Dracula, "This wand originally belonged to Charlie. Later, Charlie bought a new wand himself, and then my mother gave this old wand to me."
"Mom thought this would save her seven Galleons on the wand. She certainly didn't expect that I would break it after only using it for a year..."
Harry gave Ron a sympathetic look and patted him on the shoulder.
Dracula didn't care what Ron said. He had no interest in the story behind Ron's wand. He was only interested in the wand itself that could fire spells in reverse.
As soon as Dracula took the wand from Ron, he felt the wand in his hand begin to tremble slightly.
This feeling was exactly the same as the one he had just experienced when he tried out the unicorn tail hair wand core in Ollivander's wand shop not long after waking up. The only difference was that the struggle of this wand was much weaker, and he didn't know if it was because the wand was already damaged.
"The core of the wand is made of unicorn tail hair?" Dracula asked casually.
"Yes, I heard from Charlie that the wand core is made of unicorn tail hair, the material is ash wood, and the length is 12 inches." Ron's eyes lit up and he introduced carefully, "Professor, do you know anything about magic wands? Can you help me fix it?"
A glimmer of hope rose in his heart—
If Professor Dracula could help him fix his wand, he wouldn't have to tell Mrs. Weasley about the damage to his wand, and he might have gotten less of a beating.
"I don't understand. I'm not interested in things like magic wands."
The next moment, Dracula's cold words extinguished Ron's newly-risen hope. Ron slumped his shoulders again.
Dracula looked at the struggling and trembling magic wand in his hand, thought for a moment, slowly suppressed the dark power in his body to the deepest part, and only transferred the purest magic power to his right hand.
His right hand gradually emitted a bright light, and his pale skin became as smooth as white jade.
Ron's wand gradually stopped shaking and slowly calmed down. It no longer resisted Dracula's touch and was quietly held in his hand.
Dracula showed a satisfied smile on his face and raised his hand slightly.
“Lumos.”
A flash of white light appeared at the tip of the wand. It was normal, except that some small sparks appeared from the wand from time to time, reminding the people present that this was a bad wand.
"Is it because the amount of magic power used is not enough?"
Dracula frowned slightly, and then chanted an enhanced version of the wand lighting spell -
"Lumos Solemn!"
Ron's wand flashed with unprecedented sparks, and then a dazzling light suddenly shone out from the end of the wand, illuminating the area in front of Hagrid's hut into a dazzling white area, almost blinding the three little wizards.
"Ah ah - who am I, where am I?" Ron's voice came out from the white mass.
"Oh no, I can't see!" Harry was also panicked, "Professor, what did you do?!"
"Harry, Ron, be quiet!" Hermione shouted, "We should be thankful that Professor Dracula only used an illumination spell for the experiment, not some offensive spell!"
"What's going on outside?" Hagrid's rough voice came out of the shed belatedly, asking in shock, "Harry, is that you? I thought I heard your voice just now!"
In the bright light, Dracula's wine-red eyes were glowing, and he had no intention of closing his eyes. He looked at the magic wand in his hand with great interest.
He could feel that when his pure magic power was transmitted through Ron's wand and reached the middle of the wand, it encountered a very strong obstacle.
If the most basic magic wand-cast lighting spell, which does not require much magic power at all, is used, Dracula's magic power will be weakened by the wand and turned into sparks that overflow from the outside of the wand. The remaining magic power will pass through the obstacles and continue to achieve the original purpose and cast the spell.
However, if the most advanced version of the wand lighting spell is used, a lot of magic power will be activated, and the excess magic power will accumulate and it will be difficult to pass through the obstacle in the center of the wand. Therefore, the magic power will be stuck at the barrier, continue to accumulate, and finally explode completely!
This situation is somewhat similar to the explosion of Muggle guns and artillery. Both are powerful and unexpected.
But the difference is that when a Muggle gun or artillery explodes, the gun will be completely destroyed and cannot be used again; while when Ron's wand "explodes", the original magic power is expelled all at once from the tail end of the wand, leaving room for reuse.
This is also the reason why Ron can use the extremely powerful Slug Curse.
After figuring out the principle of how the spell was fired from the end of the wand, Dracula curled up the corners of his mouth in delight and snapped his fingers softly amid the panicked voices of the three little ones and Hagrid.
“Nox.”
This is the wand-extinguishing spell, the counter-spell to the illumination spell.
Then, the bright light suddenly faded away, and the door of Hagrid's hut returned to its former lively appearance.
"Thank you for your wand, Ron. It gave me some inspiration." Dracula put Ron's wand back into his hand and said with a chuckle, "Well... How about this, won't you two have double the homework for the first two weeks? I can cancel it for you."
Dracula was in a very happy mood. He smiled and nodded to Hagrid. Then he picked up a cage covered with black cloth at the door of Hagrid's hut and left Hagrid's hut.
Harry and Ron looked at each other, both with smiles of disbelief and extreme surprise on their faces.
The next moment, they all jumped up at the same time—
"Great!"
Looking at the two people's performance, Hermione curled her lips in annoyance and turned her gaze to Hagrid.
"Hagrid, what's in the cage that Professor Dracula took away from the door?" she asked curiously.
"Oh, that?" Hagrid yawned, rubbed his eyes which were dazzled by the white light, and said casually, "Professor Dracula woke me up early this morning, and we went to the Forbidden Forest to catch some interesting little things."
"I don't know what he did to the cage, but he put at least a dozen different kinds of magical animals in it, such as Hinckley Punks, Grindylows, etc. I guess Professor Dracula might want to bring those animals to class."
"Oh, by the way, Professor Dracula mentioned to me before that he doesn't plan to assign homework in the first half of the month."
Harry and Ron's excited cheers suddenly quieted down.
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