Uneven Skill Levels, the Disarming Charm and Shield Charm

"Expelliarmus."

"Expelliarmus."

Shouts of Disarming Charm rang out continuously. Aaron, sitting on the podium, looked at the people's performance and sighed with some disappointment.

When they raised their hands just now, everyone did so in unison; not a single one was left out.

However, in actual training, only three of the three warriors could use the Disarming Charm. The other three could only chant a spell; they couldn't even make the statues tremble, let alone disarm them.

"Being a teacher is really not easy!"

"If it weren't for Harry Potter, I would have been dragged down to death by these people," Aaron thought to himself, then considered what he needed.

Soon a desk appeared in front of him, with an alarm clock that lasted an hour and a half, a stack of parchment, and a quill pen on it.

Aaron continued practicing the Dark Magic arrays. His tireless efforts over the past month had allowed him to master the low- and mid-level Magic Array of these two elemental magics, and he was now striving to master the high-level Magic Array.

This would have been an extraordinary achievement in the past, but now, with the experience of previous elemental magic and the support of the Grand Archmage's magic power, achieving this level can only be considered barely satisfactory.

As time ticked by, the drafts of the Magic Array Aaron had drawn piled up to an inch thick, and the half-hour alarm clock rang.

"Is it time?" Aaron paused for a moment, then stretched, and in an instant, the draft and the desk disappeared together.

Putting aside the discomfort of having one's thoughts read and the upper limit of Room of Requirement, this room is indeed quite convenient.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Aaron clapped his hands, and then used a Amplification Charm to announce to everyone that the half-hour practice time was over and it was time for the test.

Harry, Draco, Xilin stood at the front of the stage, formally accepting the challenges from the others.

In an instant, various spells flew around, sparks flying as they hit the walls and ceiling. Less than half of the people who managed to knock down the opponent's weapon within three rounds were successful.

Aaron was taking notes on everyone's performance in his notebook, but gradually his expression became incredibly interesting, even a little distorted.

At this moment, he felt that his initial strategy of selecting only two people for elite education was absolutely correct, and agreeing to teach this group of people was definitely the biggest mistake he had made in his ten years of playing with life.

"Sigh!" Aaron sighed heavily. "To be honest, I'm disappointed. No, saying disappointed is an exaggeration."

I was actually mentally prepared, but your performance still shocked me...

It's understandable that the success rate of lower-grade Warlock is low, as the Disarming Charm is indeed quite difficult for them, but Warlock above the senior level also failed to pass it.

I must say, the seniors, even those in their 7th and 8th years, truly broadened my horizons.

As soon as the words were spoken, many people lowered their heads in shame.

Harry said somewhat awkwardly, "They're probably just not very familiar with each other..."

"Forget it! I wouldn't even bother talking to you if you didn't say anything." Aaron rolled his eyes. "Ron was looking for you during the test just now. You dare to say you didn't hold back and were deliberately hit by him?"

"Oh, this..."

Harry stammered and was speechless for a moment.

Ron was so embarrassed he could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of his toes. His Disarming Charm was pretty good, ranking at least in the middle among the thirty, but that depended on who he was compared to!

Compared to the top three Warlock, even with three chances to challenge him, his chances of winning as a wizard ranked outside the top teens are not much higher. Harry was only letting him off easy because he didn't want to embarrass the Prefect.

"Harry, you need to figure something out."

During training, you can take care of your best friends, but in real combat, Voldemort and his Death Eater will show no mercy.

"I understand." Harry nodded seriously, a hint of reluctance creeping into his gaze as he looked at Ron.

We can't hold back in the training from now on. If we put in the extra effort now, we'll be less likely to get injured later.

"Why don't you let me train the Weasley?" Draco said with a meaningful smile. "I guarantee it will be fair, just, and absolutely strict."

"You wish," Ron said through gritted teeth. Given the feud between the Malfoy and the Weasley family, they would definitely suffer no good outcome if they fell into his hands.

"Don't make things worse," Aaron said wearily, then looked at the others. "There were ten people who were killed just now. Besides the Prefect, there were George, Fred, Ginny, Luna, Michael, Neville, and others."

However, from what I've seen, even these adults aren't very skilled at using spells. The only ones who could dispel the opponent's weapon in one go were Hermione, Luna, and Neville. I won't go into how much luck played a role; you all know the answer.

My advice is to continue practicing the Disarming Charm until you're completely proficient. And I mean it; if you want to learn the next charm, you can come find me.

After he finished speaking, all ten of them fell into a brief silence.

A few seconds later, only George and Fred came out.

"I knew it would be the two of you." Aaron shook his head with a smile.

"We've basically mastered most of the spells on the blackboard," George said.

"We're not very familiar with each other," Fred said. "Besides, we'll be our own bosses after graduation, so we'll have plenty of time to train."

"I understand." Aaron nodded. "The next spell is the Shield Charm."

"We want to learn something else," George said. "How about the Patronus Charm?"

Aaron raised an eyebrow, raised his Wand and tapped it in mid-air, "Expecto Patronum."

A silver raven flew out from in front of the Wand, spread its wings, circled the ceiling twice, and landed steadily on Aaron's shoulder.

"This is it," George said excitedly, and many people's eyes also lit up with a strange light.

"The spell to deal with Dementor," Aaron gently stroked the raven on his shoulder, "But I can't teach you now."

"Why?"

"The Patronus Charm is a profound form of magic, and even most adult Warlock may not be able to summon Patronus in any form."

The prerequisite for casting this spell is happy memories and a positive, optimistic mindset. You two will find it easier to learn this spell than those who are pessimistic, but it takes time—a lot of time.

"We don't mind."

"But I mind that you can't waste most of your time on a single spell," Aaron said earnestly. "I will only teach you after you have mastered at least one spell."

George and Fred exchanged a glance. "Alright! We'll teach you the Patronus Charm after we learn this spell."

"The Disarming Charm counts," Fred said. "We still need four more. The Shield Charm, right? We've learned a bit about that too."

Aaron shrugged. "My training methods aren't just about being able to chant spells."

"I'll do it." Draco excitedly raised his hand. He knew this all too well. When it came to showing off his superiority in front of the Weasley, Malfoy was definitely the first to step up.

As they spoke, a huge Wizard Chess appeared in the middle of the room, with a tall stone statue standing on each side of the chessboard.

"Stand on the board!" Draco said with a smile. "Remember, you can only use Shield Charm, and you can't leave the board."

George and Fred ignored him and looked at Aaron, as if waiting for his opinion.

"Go up! That's how I train them."

However, forget about the latter half; if you really can't hold on, you can leave the board.

Only then did the two stop suspecting anything and walk onto the chessboard one after the other.

As soon as they stood on the chessboard, the two stone statues came to life, brandishing their weapons as the two figures moved slowly.

"Hiss!"

George and Fred gasped and simultaneously cast Shield Charm.

Two spells struck the stone statue, paused for three seconds, and then continued.

A flicker of panic crossed their eyes, but they had no time to hesitate. They could only retreat while casting Shield Charm on the statue, looking particularly disheveled.

"Not so great!" Draco joked. "Xilin and I can last for over an hour!"

"You really have the nerve to say that!" Aaron rolled his eyes at him, "I configured it for you guys on easy mode. When the Shield Charm hits, the statue will move back one space and pause for five seconds. You just compressed the time to three seconds, and it doesn't even move back."

"That's because they're not familiar with the spell," Draco retorted.

"Malfoy, shut up!" Fred said indignantly.

"To settle a personal score!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

You are all seventh graders who are about to graduate, so it's understandable that the difficulty level is a bit higher.

They can't be like us fifth graders, can they? That would be too shameless!"

George and Fred were speechless. What they said was true, but something just didn't feel right.

Aaron shook his head and rubbed his forehead, then conjured up an identical Wizard Chess. "You guys go up too!"

"Uh..." Xilin hesitated for a moment, then said awkwardly, "Senior, the difficulty level isn't the same, is it?"

"Of course, you have the relevant training experience, so it's normal to increase the difficulty."

Upon hearing this, Draco's face turned pale instantly.

He has no problem with the easy mode, but this is the hard mode. You can't even last twenty minutes, let alone an hour.

"Um... I don't think the difficulty level for fifth grade can be the same as that for seventh grade!"

"Tch!" Aaron curled his lip in disdain. "There are people younger than you in this room, and they train at the same difficulty level."

My requirements aren't high. Seventh grade is half an hour, and each subsequent grade will have five minutes less. As long as you can get through that time, you'll pass.

"You've really ruined my life," Xilin said dejectedly, then stepped onto the chessboard.

Draco gave a bitter smile and followed dejectedly, realizing he had shot himself in the foot this time.

The others watching the four players struggling to even catch their breath on the chessboard couldn't help but swallow hard; their Disarming Charm seemed much easier in comparison.

"Don't just stand there." Aaron conjured up an alarm clock. "Half an hour of Disarming Charm training, then we'll have Harry test us."

The ten Warlock who passed the first round of testing can receive training in Shield Charm if they are interested.

If anyone doesn't understand this spell, they can come directly to me. Learn the spell first before starting the simple mode training.

The shouts of "Expelliarmus!" echoed again from the Room of Requirement, but the twenty-odd Warlock, while practicing, also spared some attention to observe the two chessboards.

Less than half an hour later, a sword was at George's neck.

The stone statue stopped its attack, holding the sword upright in front of it and retreating to its original position.

He persisted the longest, while Fred failed his challenge in the first few minutes. As for Draco and Xilin, they were very passive and jumped off the chessboard when they felt they couldn't keep up.

"How are you feeling?" Aaron asked with a smile.

"I'm exhausted." George exclaimed, drenched in sweat, "I've never been this tired even playing Quidditch in a downpour."

"But it's really interesting. This kind of training is much more meaningful than Dolores Umbridge's theory classes. We can all feel our own progress."

"Then let's rest." Aaron poured a glass of water for each of them. "Take a break. Your training for today is over."

"Is that all?" Draco asked, puzzled.

"It's almost nine o'clock, we should go back to the dormitory."

Furthermore, your magic consumption is quite high; continuing like this will be bad for your health.

George and Fred naturally had no objections; they were both exhausted and just wanted to lie in bed and take a nap.

As soon as the idea came to mind, two single beds replaced the chessboard.

"Holy crap!" Aaron's lips twitched violently. "Aren't you two going too far?"

"Didn't you say training time was over?" Fred and George said dismissively.

"But you guys could at least tone it down a bit!" Aaron said, half-laughing and half-crying. "Even if you just turned a stool or a sofa into something else, I wouldn't say anything, but a bed... that's a bit too much."

"Only this once."

"This will not be repeated."

"Don't even think about it." Aaron decisively refused, and with a wave of his Wand, the two beds disappeared.

Once this happens, it will happen again. Currently, the Room of Requirement is used by them to train in Defense Against the Dark Arts. If they get used to enjoying it, this classroom will be ruined.

The four of them exchanged glances, then stood up and sat on a row of benches by the wall to rest.

Aaron, on the other hand, walked around the classroom, correcting the movements of others and guiding them step by step on how to properly use the Disarming Charm.

When the second test began, everyone's skills improved significantly. Although they were still far from being proficient, even the worst students had learned the magic spell and could master it completely with diligent practice.

"That's all for this lesson," Aaron announced with Amplification Charm, summoning everyone together.

"Your foundations are not very good, but your progress makes me quite gratified."

This is my first time teaching so many people, so if you feel there's anything I've done poorly, please let Harry know, although I might not be able to change it.

"It's really scary," Hermione said. "It really is."

Aaron nodded indifferently and continued, "If everyone has no objections, the next class will be held at the same time and place."

"We also have Quidditch practice," Angelina said. "The season is about to start."

"Then let's determine your free time, and the Prefect will choose a time when everyone is not busy for training."

As for now... we should go to sleep.