Erwin is a very adventurous person.
At least that's what he thinks, but at the same time, he is also a person who cherishes his life very much.
As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.
It was obvious to Erwin that Malfoy, who was about to cast a spell, belonged to that dangerous wall.
Erwin specifically stayed far away.
Erwin was also afraid of being splashed with blood.
Ugh, that's not right.
How could he say that about his own toys? It was so rude.
Thinking of this, Erwin felt that he was really guilty.
He took two steps back.
Malfoy watched Erwin's actions in confusion.
After all, although our master of calling father has an excellent family background.
But he didn't know that inputting too much magic power would cause an explosion.
After all, it's a pretty unpopular symptom, oh, except for Mr. Seamus.
Malfoy held his wand.
Cleared his throat.
His face was full of anticipation.
It looks very serious.
He waved the wand in his hand and chanted a spell.
The next moment.
With a loud bang.
As expected, the match exploded.
Malfoy's face turned dark in an instant.
The platinum blonde hair was also dyed with a layer of black gray.
Erwin was thankful that he was really smart.
He actually retreated to a safe distance.
I'm not kidding, this kind of distance control is something most people can't do!
I don’t know if it’s because of the explosion or because the lovely Mr. Malfoy is not happy now.
That face was so dark it was outrageous.
Malfoy was instantly furious.
"Kavendi! How dare you play tricks on me!"
As he said this, he was about to pounce on Erwin.
In his anger, he forgot the difference in strength between himself and Erwin.
Erwin pulled out his wand.
Aim at Malfoy.
"Stand there! Don't move. If you let even a speck of black stain my clothes, believe me, I'll stuff you into the toilet and let the water wash your pig brain away!"
Malfoy looked at the silver wand in Erwin's hand.
Reason returned instantly.
I have to say, it is really effective to speak with the truth in hand.
Erwin said, "Tease you? I'm not that free! When magic power exceeds the output threshold, it will go out of control and explode! Haven't you learned that? It's obvious that you're inputting too much magic power! Can't you increase it little by little, and try again and again?"
Malfoy froze.
Is that so?
Should he have learned it? When did he learn it?
Could it be that the professor was secretly giving extra lessons to others while he was eating?
Just left him behind?
Erwin said, "I've already given you the solution! Honestly, I didn't expect you to be so stupid! You actually poured all your magic into it right away! Malfoy, you really disappoint me!"
A look of regret appeared on Erwin's face.
It looks like the feeling of a strict mentor seeing his apprentice failing to live up to expectations.
Hate the feeling of powerlessness of not fighting.
Malfoy suddenly panicked: "No! That's not the case, I'm sorry! Prefect, I didn't mean to do that! I might have been distracted! Sorry, give me another chance! I can do it!"
Erwin waved his hand: "Try again! I hope you can learn it as soon as possible. After all, we are Slytherin, and you! Are very important to me!"
Hearing this, Malfoy didn't know why, but he suddenly felt infinite motivation in his heart.
He didn't know that this power is called chicken soup!
Malfoy nodded vigorously.
"Yes! I can do it!"
Malfoy turned around and picked up another match!
Start practicing again.
Erwin's mouth curled up.
Look, what a simple little wizard.
He really loved Hogwarts.
All you need is a little bit of showmanship and a bit of experience to make a little wizard obedient.
Even if he was the proud Malfoy.
Of course, this set of techniques is not original to Elvin, but was learned from short videos.
Who says you can’t learn anything by browsing your phone? Look how useful it is!
Learning has no end, the ancients were right.
Malfoy has good talent and has Alvin's guidance.
You know what, you really don’t know, the learning progress is so fast.
At eleven o'clock in the evening.
Malfoy used his remaining magic power to cast another Transfiguration spell.
Then, the match on the table turned directly into a silver needle.
There are some beautiful carvings on it.
It looks very exquisite.
Malfoy exclaimed in surprise: "I succeeded! I succeeded!"
Erwin nodded. "Well done! Malfoy, I was right about you! I believe you will make a big splash in tomorrow's Transfiguration class!"
Malfoy looked at Erwin with gratitude in his eyes.
At this moment, what about grudges and beatings?
He has forgotten everything.
He now only knows that his success is inseparable from Erwin's help.
Malfoy crossed his arms across his chest and made a strange gesture.
"Prefect Erwin, Draco Malfoy! Thank you again!"
Erwin waved his hand: "It's good that you learned it! I'm tired too! I'm going to go back and rest first!"
Walk to the stairs.
Erwin felt that he needed to put an end to his acting skills.
Erwin stood on the stairs, looking over his shoulder at Malfoy.
"Draco, I look forward to your performance in Transfiguration class tomorrow! Slytherin is honored by you!"
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