"Defense Association?"

Qiu said, "It's called D.A., no one knows what we mean."

"Hey, D.A. is good,"

Ginny said: "It can also mean 'Dumbledore's Army', which is what the Ministry of Magic fears the most, right?"

There was a murmur of approval and laughter.

"Do you all agree with the D.A.?"

Hermione asked like a host, kneeling down and counting the heads, "Most - the motion passed."

She pinned the slips of paper with everyone's names to the wall and wrote at the top: Dumbledore's Army.

"Good," Harry said after she sat down, "let's get started?

I think the first thing to practice is Expelliarmus, which as you all know, is the disarming spell.

I know it's basic, but I think it works-"

"Oh, please,"

Zachary Smith crossed his arms, widened his eyes and said, "I guess Expelliarmus won't work on You-Know-Who?"

Although he knew that he shouldn't speak at this time, because he came with a mission to record, but at the same time he had to maintain his character setting so that his classmates would not doubt him after work.

Otherwise, although the original purpose would not be exposed, it would be bad if someone misunderstood him as a traitor. This opportunity was very valuable and he had managed to get it.

"I used it on him,"

Harry said calmly, "It saved my life just in June."

Smith opened his mouth blankly, and there was silence in the room. Although he came here to record, he was still surprised to hear this kind of news.

"But if you don't care to practice it, you can leave."

Smith didn't move.

No one moved.

"Okay," with so many eyes focused on him, Harry's mouth felt a little dry, "I think we should divide into groups of two to practice."

Everyone immediately stood up and formed pairs. As you can imagine, Neville was left alone.

"You can practice with me," Harry said to him, "Okay - count to three - one, two, three."

The room suddenly became filled with the sound of Expelliarmus, wands flying everywhere, missed spells hitting the books on the shelf, and the books flew into the air one after another.

How quick is Harry? Neville's wand spins and flies out, hits the ceiling, sparks fly, and then clatters to the top of the bookshelf. Harry uses the Flying Charm to bring it back.

He looked around and felt that it was right to start with basic skills. Many spells were used in a mess? Many people could not disarm their opponents at all, but only forced them to jump back a few steps or cower, and weak spells were cast over their heads.

Howling and flying by.

"Expelliarmus!"

Neville shouted. Harry was caught off guard and his wand flew out of his hand.

"Success!"

Neville said happily, "Never before - I succeeded!"

"good!"

Harry said encouragingly, deciding not to point out that in a real fight his opponent wouldn't be looking away, his wand held loosely to one side.

"Neville, can you take turns practicing with Ron and Hermione for a while? I'll just walk around and see how everyone is doing."

Harry walked to the center of the room, and something strange happened to Zacharis. Every time he opened his mouth to disarm Anthony Goldstein, his wand flew out, and Anthony didn't seem to make a sound.

But it didn't take Harry long to solve the mystery. Fred and George were not far from Smith, and they took turns pointing their wands at his back.

"I'm sorry, Harry," George said quickly when he saw Harry's eyes, "I couldn't help it."

Harry walked around trying to correct anyone who had done something wrong.

Ginny was paired with Michael, and she did very well. Although Michael didn't do too badly, he just refused to recite the spell to her.

Ernie MacMillan waved his wand unnecessarily, allowing the other side to take advantage of him.

The Creevey brothers were enthusiastic, but technically unstable, and they were responsible for most of the books flying off the nearby shelves.

Luna was also capricious, sometimes making Justin's wand fly out in a spin, other times just making his hair stand on end.

"Okay, stop!"

Harry shouted, "Stop! Stop!"

He grabbed the whistle from the bookshelf and blew it hard. Everyone lowered their wands.

"Good practice," Harry said, "but there are still areas that should be improved."

"We'll come again."

He began to patrol the room again, stopping from time to time to offer advice. As everyone's skills gradually improved, he avoided approaching Qiu and her friends at first, but after two rounds, he felt that he could no longer ignore them.

As he approached, Cho said frantically, "Expelliarmus! No, Expelliarmus! No—oh, I'm sorry, Marietta!"

Her curly-haired friend's sleeve was on fire. Marietta put out the fire with her wand, then glared at Harry as if it were his fault.

"You made me nervous. I did quite well!" Qiu said sadly.

"very nice,"

Harry lied, but when he saw her raising her eyebrows, he quickly changed his words and said, "Oh, no, it's bad, but I know you can do it well. I saw it over there..."

Autumn laughed, Marietta looked at them both sourly, and turned away.

"Leave her alone," Cho whispered. "She didn't really want to come. I dragged her here. Her parents don't allow her to do anything that would offend Umbridge, you know - her mother works in the Ministry."

"What about your parents?"

"They won't let me go against Umbridge," Cho said, straightening up proudly, "but if they think I won't stand up to You-Know-Who after what happened to Cedric—"

She didn't say anything anymore, looking a little confused, and the two of them were in awkward silence for a while. Terry Butt's wand whizzed past Harry's ear and hit Alias ​​Spinnet hard on the nose.

"My dad is very supportive of the anti-Ministry of Magic campaign!"

Luna said proudly behind Harry, apparently eavesdropping on their conversation as Justin struggled to free himself from the robes that were wrapped around his head.

"He always said he believed Fudge could do anything. For example, Fudge assassinated many goblins! Of course, he also used the Department of Mysteries to develop terrible poisons and secretly drugged people who had differences with him. And his Ah

Kubushjit—”

"Do not ask."

Seeing Qiu open her mouth in confusion, Harry said.

"Hey, Harry," Hermione called from across the room, "have you checked the time?"

He looked down at his watch and was surprised - it was already nine ten, and they had to go back to the common room immediately, otherwise they might be caught and severely punished by Filch. As soon as he whistled, everyone stopped shouting "Get rid of you"

"Weapon", the last few wands clattered to the ground.

"Very good," said Harry. "But we're over time, so let's stop here. Same time, same place next week?"

"Earlier is better!" Dean Thomas said eagerly, and many people nodded in agreement.
Chapter completed!