This is a hedgehog. Many young wizards know this magical creature that is very similar to a hedgehog.
Basically all little wizards will see these little things in shops or newspapers. Well, the latter is reported because they destroyed a Muggle or wizard's garden or lawn.
This incident happens every year, because there is no difference in appearance between a hedgehog and a hedgehog. There will always be some unlucky guy who admits his mistake and offends the little guy, causing the mess in his yard to be terrible.
Every year, the Ministry of Magic in Northern Europe and America receives more than one complaint asking to deal with these nasty little guys, but every year the Ministry of Magic can only adopt a laissez-faire attitude.
Well, it's not that this little guy is difficult to deal with, but because this little guy is the kind that needs protection...
Oh, don’t get me wrong, it’s not that kind of strict protection. This kind of protection is limited to not harming its life.
This little guy was almost exterminated by the Muggles for causing trouble in their yards, and even ordinary hedgehogs were greatly affected.
It was not until the wizards found a way to protect it that it was able to continue to survive.
And the reason why the little wizards know... is naturally because some little wizards have taken the blame for these guys. It was obviously these hateful little things that messed up the yard, but in the end they were blamed on the poor little wizard! This hatred probably has to be remembered for one childhood.
He is simply the childhood enemy of the little wizards!
Noah's yard was also plagued by this disaster, just because his kind-hearted mother handed a "little hedgehog" a berry.
Noah suspected that these magical animals had an innate delusion of being persecuted, so much so that they hated the food handed over by humans, thinking that they were traps, poisons and the like, and even took revenge afterward.
Now, all the little wizards are staring at the prickly man on the table with mixed emotions. Some of them have even taken out their wands, eager to cast a spell.
The requirements are not high, just a stun spell, and they promise not to cause any harm to this "cute" little guy.
Noticing the strange and quiet atmosphere in the classroom, this little thorn was keenly aware of the "malice" coming from the little wizards. The thorns on its back suddenly exploded, and its two small eyes looked at these little wizards roundly, intending to memorize them. Shoot these guys' faces and then go make some mischief in the yard.
This familiar sense of sight...
The unscrupulous professor, Professor Ulysses, smiled even more happily. He turned his head and broke the silence: "It seems that everyone knows me. I caught this little guy in the greenhouse, and it is for your business." Professor Plaut has caused quite a bit of trouble."
The good-tempered lady rarely lost her temper because two greenhouses were seriously damaged and some of the herbs inside were dug out. It was not known how many could be saved.
Out of good intentions, Professor Ulysses asked this little guy from Professor Sprout, and he happened to use it as a teaching material for the little wizards.
Suddenly, the professor's devilish nature was clearly revealed.
Noah: “…”
Okay, this professor is a little unscrupulous, but his charisma is unquestionable.
"Let's practice the coma spell in this class." Professor Ulysses took out his wand and said with three ball escape birds on his head, "You should know that actual combat is different from your usual magic class practice. The same. The enemy won't stand there waiting for you to recite the spell, and you can't just stand there and recite the spell. Even if you want to deal with this little guy, you still need to use the spell quickly enough."
"Of course, it should be noted that you can only use the coma spell." Professor Ulysses said. "The coma spell will not cause any harm to this little guy, but other spells will not necessarily do it."
The little wizards nodded, took out their wands and stood ready.
Professor Ulysses took a few steps back, and the tables and chairs in front of the little wizards floated up one after another and were piled up in the corner of the classroom, making enough space for them: "Now, try your spells. .”
He took a step back, and two or three spells came at him, but he was easily dodged by Qilao'er.
This magical hedgehog-like creature jumped into the open space, glanced at the little wizards, and immediately started running around the classroom, while the little wizards' spells also started flying around the classroom.
Professor Ulysses used his wand to prop up a spherical shield and just stayed in the classroom and watched the show.
Noah hid in the corner with difficulty: "..."
Forget it, let them be.
Keya was startled by these movements and was a little wary of the actions of these little wizards, fearing that these guys would suddenly cast a spell on them.
Noah stroked the top of its head with his fingers, and used his wand to give himself a general protection.
It felt like even the armor could not protect him under this dense spell. Only the all-round protection could protect him from being hit by these spells.
But even though the little wizards were fighting so happily, the effect of the spells was actually limited. The prickly man was running around like a disco in a minefield, but it didn't hit a single spell.
No wonder Professor Ulysses put this little guy in the classroom for the little wizards to practice on.
This is because the second grade wizards are sure that they can't catch this little guy.
So Noah was not in a hurry.
After about twenty minutes, the ambitious little wizards finally got tired.
They all stopped casting spells, panting and staring at the stopped thorn.
Noticing that the attacks of the little wizards had stopped, the prickly man stood up, glanced at the little wizards present, and then let out a rude cry of ridicule, and even rolled on the ground with his belly in his arms. Son.
Totally hateful.
A group of little wizards: "..."
Little wizards: "!!!"
This guy really deserves a beating! ! !
Even Slytherin couldn't keep the reserve on his face and stared at this hateful little thing with gritted teeth.
Until a red magic spell suddenly flew out from behind the crowd, and the little thing who was laughing so hard just fell straight down in an instant, unconscious.
The little wizards were stunned and turned around in unison to see Noah at the back of the classroom silently putting down his wand.
Sorry, he couldn't resist the urge to fight animals because of itchy hands.
Professor Ulysses, who had had enough of the show, walked up to the little assassin and poked the limp little assassin on the ground with his wand: "A very good coma spell."
Apart from passing out, the little guy suffered no injuries.
It is not easy for a second-grade wizard to do this, he is precise, fast, and has excellent magic control.
"Ten points for Slytherin."
