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Chapter 498: The Unreachable Target
"Split into pieces!"

Along with the sound of the incantation being chanted at almost the maximum level was an extremely shining purple splitting spell.

But the spell that could even split huge rocks flew straight over the target in front of it and landed directly on the land behind it, causing a large number of cracks to appear on the ground.

"Merlin's beard, what the hell is this!"

The student who cast the spell scratched his hair and said, "Isn't this a spell used to cheat people?"

"Even if it is, if I can crack it, Taylor will recommend it to you. It won't be surprising if he becomes a professor tomorrow."

Fred, who was in charge of restoring order in the team, shook his head. "You still have three chances to cast spells. Hurry up, Echo."

"It's no use coming here a few times. I can't even touch this thing..."

Echo muttered, but he didn't stop casting the spell at all - he almost shouted while casting the spell, just to make his spell more powerful.

But it was no use, offensive spells couldn't touch it, Transfiguration couldn't sense it, potions couldn't be poured on it, and even fists couldn't touch it.

A dozen students had tried it before him, but it didn't work.

If the target hadn't been standing right there for them to see, they would have even suspected that the thing didn't exist at all.

"Why don't we attack together? What kind of magic did Taylor use? He can't touch me no matter what he does."

Eco shook his head and gave up, but he did not leave. He stood at the end of the line obediently - he would definitely not leave. He stood in line to see how others cast spells, and think about what was wrong with the part he tested.

Although it’s unreliable, what if?
"Next," George called out, then stepped aside to watch.

The two of them had been trying for a long time yesterday, and today they were going to see how the others performed - they were the ones who put the team together.

There are also good reasons to sort out the queues. If everyone works together, whose credit will be given? If everyone lines up one by one, not only can we distinguish whose credit is due, but we can also see if the losers can come up with any effective feedback.

But unfortunately, it was almost noon and still no one could deal with this damn target - let alone knocking it down, no one could even touch it, as if it didn't exist at all.

"It's been a day and a half. How did this thing get made? It can't be a fake, but even if it is, it should have disappeared after a holiday!"

Fred turned to look at his brother and found that he also had a confused look on his face.

"Okay, we've queued up twice, let's do a collective spell once. If we still can't do it, come back in the afternoon to queue up. Let's go eat first - if anyone wants to do it at noon, the two of us won't care."

Fred shook his head and shouted, "Everyone gather around and watch your casting distance. If you hit other students, we won't fight you!"

However, such an accident did not occur - although there were still conflicts in the academy, this was obviously not the time to cause trouble.

Everyone surrounded the damn target, then raised their wands and cast a spell.

The various spells created a large area of ​​brilliant fireworks on the target, the ground was charred and cracked, and even a large hole appeared in the center.

"Success?"

I don’t know who made the comment.

But unfortunately, the target was standing there in the air, safe and sound.

It even looked a bit ironic - the target didn't have any part stuck in the ground, but stood there in the air, looking abruptly like a standing ironic slogan.

"F**!"

A few people directly spit out curse words and started casting magic like crazy, but the spells flew over the target and hit the ground. The target still stood there, motionless, as if mocking their powerlessness.

——"Many people are squatting over there without eating?"

Andrew sat at the dining table, listening to Hal's quick report, "That's good. Anyway, I will definitely keep my promise."

Can you make something without eating?

What a joke, if it can be done in two days, why would he set up a trap?

Not to mention his Transfiguration, he didn't even fully understand the dream-controlling spell that the twins sold him - he could cast the spell smoothly, but without the help of potions, it was troublesome to even make changes, let alone further improve the spell.

This is a ready-made spell, not to mention the successful Transfiguration.

Although his application of rules cannot compare with Dumbledore's, is it worthy of his more than three years of concentrated study to complete his Transfiguration in two days?
'Let them figure out where the rules are hidden first..."

Andrew shook his head and continued eating - he would continue to try the spell in the afternoon, it was much more interesting than he had expected.

“So, Andrew, that thing?”

"It's fine before the Warriors are selected," Andrew happily finished a drumstick. "If I push it back after the game starts, I can't just put a Warrior in there temporarily. That would be a joke."

"Really?"

Hal's eyes lit up - who doesn't have a warrior's dream?
Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall also knew about it this morning. Anyway, the prefects said they had no objection - so, in October, no, even before the warrior selection competition in October, if we can defeat that target, we can get the warrior status?

"Of course it's true, and it's valid before October," Andrew began to deal with the dessert, "Of course, it must be done independently, otherwise it won't work. If they all come together, then I can only recommend everyone who wants to try it, but what's the difference between that and waiting for the selection of the Triwizard Tournament? And if there are too many people, I'll probably have to make a second selection, and I'll probably have to rely on Dumbledore's restrictions. After all, I only have so many tricks."

The number of warriors is still confidential at the moment - he is not too afraid of large numbers, he has integrated three rules into the target, and large numbers will be of some use, but not too great.

Even the simplest rules, or even the Transfiguration spell that didn't rely on rules, were not something that could be solved simply by relying on a large number of people - for example, if a corridor was turned into a swamp or something, a group of wizards would be dumbfounded, and his Transfiguration spell was useless in the general sense by relying on a large number of people.

"Okay, I'm going to the lab now. See you this afternoon."

He and his roommate said goodbye in a hurry and went to the laboratory.

Around five in the afternoon, Andrew, who had assisted in improving the potion formulation, happily left the laboratory and came to the school corridor.

'Where are the people? '

He looked around; it was empty.

There were no students having dates in the empty classrooms. Except for a few laboratories next door that were still in operation, the castle was as quiet as if it were summer vacation.

He went down two floors in a row and finally caught a junior Gryffindor - the other party was trembling a little, and it seemed that he was from the batch that was sorted last year and was now a second year.

"Where are the people from school?"

Andrew asked, trying to be kind.

"Everyone is going to Hogsmeade, Senior Taylor."

"Everyone is gone?"

"All the third years and above went, as well as the professors. Anyway, I saw Professor Black went too."

The sophomore freshman spilled the beans without hesitation.

???

Are you guys doing a dungeon here? Also, professor, why the hell are you going there? If you tear it down for me, you can forget about your office funding!
(End of this chapter)