A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 116 Substitute Professor
Regarding what happened that night, the young wizards of Hogwarts have different opinions and opinions.

Some people think that an evil dark wizard broke into the school, not only set fire to the Forbidden Forest, but also killed Professor Quirrell.Ron Weasley of Gryffindor plausibly claimed that he saw someone bury something in the Forbidden Forest that night, maybe a corpse or something.

Some people insist that Professor Quirrell is the guy who set the fire. He is actually a terrible vampire who sneaked into the school to suck blood secretly, and fled in fear of crime after being discovered.

Many people think that Professor Quirrell was replaced long before Christmas, and the sudden change in his behavior and habits during that time is evidence.They firmly believed that this guy with ulterior motives had achieved his goal, released deadly things in the castle, and finally set fire to the Forbidden Forest arrogantly and fled.

In any case, the ones who feel the most hurt are those girls from the Quilo Protection Association who have always been passionately escorting the professor's love affair.

With Quirrell missing, the gamble of the Weasley twins came to an end. All the joke products they made before were confiscated by Professor McGonagall, and they returned to the penniless state.The twins who didn't get any income were like mourning concubines, and their eyes were red because they wanted to make money all day long.

Peeves, who has upgraded his tricks, has lost his favorite target of pranks, and recently began to think about washing Professor Snape's hair.But Snape is not easy to mess with. Once he found Peeves directly through a not-so-smart prank trick, and after catching him and giving him a hard lesson, Peeves walked around him from then on, focusing on giving Mr. Filch, the Castle Keeper, was in for trouble.

Of course, soon the students were indifferent to these gossip conversations, and they were all attracted by a more important news: Mr. Albus Dumbledore will be acting as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!
After hearing the news, the excited discussions among the little wizards seemed to knock down the ceiling of the castle.Dumbledore is the greatest wizard today, and he hasn't taught for many years. Even the little wizard who usually doesn't like to learn has a strong interest and expectation for this class.

In the anticipation of everyone, they finally ushered in Dumbledore's first class.

"Hurry up! Class is about to start in 15 minutes!" Before the class started, Daphne fell into a state of excitement, and two clusters of blush appeared on her fair milk-like cheeks.

"Dumbledore is so busy..." Owen followed the crowd unhurriedly, thinking casually.

"You said that there are still 15 minutes before class..." Draco had a look of lack of interest, but the involuntary accelerated pace still revealed his inner anticipation.

"But the principal's class is a large public class. If we don't go to the auditorium early to occupy a seat, we can only sit at the end of this class." Daphne grabbed Pan Xi's hand, and the speed of her feet became faster and faster. "Everyone in the first to third grades is in it together... I really want to listen to the open classes he gives to the fourth and fifth grades, and the sixth and seventh grades."

"To be honest, it's really surprising that the principal can take time out of his busy schedule to teach us, isn't it?" Blaise put on a pensive expression, "The principal is a busy man. The number of times he appeared in front of our eyes can be counted on one hand, which made me think that there is no headmaster at Hogwarts at all."

"I have heard from senior students that the principal often appeared in the auditorium in the past few years. He must have been very busy this year..." Daphne said, looking at the bustling crowd in front of her, she shouted, "Oh, no Why did they come so early!"

"Oh, I see!" Blaise suddenly clenched his fists and hammered his palms, and said with a face of enlightenment, "The principal must have become interested in teaching Harry, and wants to enjoy being a professor again!"

"Huh?" Harry, who had been a little absent-minded, looked over blankly.Ever since he learned that the real Philosopher's Stone had been stolen, he has been in a state of excitement and trembling for the past few days, feeling like a guillotine that is about to fall is hanging above his head, just like Voldemort will Like breaking in.

He told this matter to Owen, the only one who knew all the truth, but Owen's expression at that time was as if he was listening to him talking about what he ate today, which made him feel even more depressed.

Harry no longer cared about what Blaise was talking about, and looked at Owen who was walking slowly with some resentment in his eyes. He really envied Owen for being so calm no matter what happened.

Owen raised his eyes and met Harry's resentful gaze. He raised his eyebrows and shook his head amusedly.He had to admit, watching Harry spend his days imaginary fighting Voldemort was... interesting.

A group of people rushed into the newly decorated auditorium together with the crowded crowd. The long tables in the auditorium disappeared, and it was arranged like a lecture hall, with bright red curtains hanging around.Although it was early enough, a group of people only grabbed the seats in the middle of the classroom, and the front was already full of bustling students chatting.

Dumbledore hadn't arrived yet, and on the front desk was a majestic golden-red bird walking slowly, with its head raised high, its golden beak and claws shining under the light, and its long The beautiful tail feathers are swinging on the table.

"A phoenix!" Blaise stared at the colorful tail feathers, couldn't help but licked his lips, as if he wanted to go up and pluck a feather, "You know, I think such a beautiful feather is inserted in the It sure looks great on the hat…”

As if sensing Blaise's strong will, Phoenix looked over with bright black eyes, gave him a humane look, and then turned his head away haughtily.

"Meow..." Melet lay on Owen's shoulder, her golden eyes were fixed on the majestic bird, her back was arched, her two little claws moved back and forth unconsciously, as if to Phoenix's swaying tail feathers acted as a cat teaser.

"Bold brat." Owen smiled and smoothed Melet's hair, and sat a little farther away from Harry.

When the class was about to start, Dumbledore walked in with a smile.He was wearing a bright purple robe with silver star patterns dotted on it, a pointed hat of the same color on his head, a long white beard neatly combed, and a look of high spirits.

All the students fell silent all of a sudden, and the auditorium changed from chaos to order in an instant.

"Welcome! Welcome to my classroom! It is the most gratifying thing to be able to stand on this podium in my lifetime and face faces full of curiosity." Dumbledore's eyes sparkled He said slowly, and finally wiped the corners of his eyes emotionally.

"You must be thinking, maybe you can learn a few profound and powerful spells from me, which can be used to defeat hateful enemies, or learn some gorgeous and difficult skills, so that you can calmly deal with dangerous invasions." Deng Bullido smiled mischievously, "But what I want to say is that none of the above... will be in this class."

"I can only teach you how to avoid evil forces, take you to learn how to recognize, face and resist them, and deal with them in the simplest and most effective way..."

Under the disappointed and expectant eyes of the little wizards, Dumbledore led everyone to understand the enemy they were facing—black magic in a calm tone.He cites extensively from many sources, bringing various cases from ancient times to the present at his fingertips, so that students can understand the ways in which different types of dark forces invade and the best way to deal with them...

For example, in the face of a malevolent spell, dodging or hiding behind cover is more useful than facing it head-on with some difficult-to-cast defensive spells.Of course, you can also flexibly use the knowledge you have acquired to create favorable conditions for yourself. For example, a lighting spell can disrupt the line of sight at a critical moment, and a levitating spell can help you defend or attack.

Under Dumbledore's explanation and demonstration, each of the simple little spells in his hands can turn decay into magic, which opened the eyes of the students and expanded their thinking and horizons. Even Owen felt Here comes the burst of inspiration.certainly.He will also lead the students to learn several very useful spells. These simple and effective spells can also play a great role at critical moments.

The atmosphere of this class is not heavy, and the content is very interesting, but the students can always feel the cruelty and evil of black magic from the witty words.Dumbledore didn't forcefully instill what was right and what was wrong the whole time, but the more objectively he said it, the more the little wizards hated those real evils-just as no one is born evil, people are always evil. Born to face the sun.

This is not only a class on Defense Against the Dark Arts, but also a class on persuading students to withdraw from the Dark Arts. Of course, the importance of "courage" and "determination" is also indispensable.

Owen stared at the wand in his hand in a daze. Even though he had gone deeper and deeper on the path of black magic, he had to admit that what Dumbledore said... made sense.

But so what if it makes sense, people don't always do the right thing, and why is the wrong path in the eyes of others not the right path for oneself?

An open class seemed to be over in the blink of an eye, and the students left with some reluctance, chatting excitedly along the way, and everyone felt that they had gained a lot.

Until another study group gathering, the little wizards were still chatting about this topic in the classroom.

"I finally feel the fun of Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but it's a pity that the principal will only take the class for two months..." Daphne said, blinking her blue eyes lightly.

"Owen, have you figured out the technique to speed up the casting of spells?" Hermione bit her lip and said, her eyebrows furrowed tightly. "I have a few points that I can't always figure out. I searched all over the library. I have read "Advanced Spell Theory Analysis", "Spell Thinking and Deduction", "The Evolution of Ancient and Modern Spell Theory"... I have not found similar theories in more than a dozen books, and I think some key points must have been missed."

"You don't need to be too obsessed with understanding the theory here. You can use your thoughts to make up for many unknown points..." Owen said casually, "Actually, this technique requires a strong will to control, so the applicability is not that great. It can only be used to speed up the release of some simple spells, and it is not suitable for those advanced spells that require more concentration."

"But doesn't it match the content of Mr. Dumbledore's last class? Use some simple and effective spells to achieve unexpected effects." Hermione said, writing and drawing in her thick notebook .

"Indeed." Owen nodded with a smile.However, when faced with a sufficiently powerful wizard, these clever tricks are difficult to work, and one's own strength is the most reliable.

"Owen, did you learn the magic to resist the curse last time?" Blaise leaned over and asked, "I can't figure it out..."

The smile on Owen's face cracked a bit.It is a sufficiently advanced white magic. Although it involves relatively little theoretical knowledge, it involves more advanced use of positive emotions like the Patronus Charm. He can't learn it...

The curse of resisting curses is indeed very useful. It is a passive spell that can resist many curses that cannot be defended against. Although the resistance is related to the wizard's own level, it is important enough.Especially after being in contact with a curse master like Voldemort, Owen is very interested in the curse of resisting curses.

But if he can't learn it, he can't learn it. He can only absorb the ideas in it, and turn to black magic to find a way.In fact, there are many spells in black magic that can deal with curses, although the ideas are completely different.In response to curses, black magic tends to fight back fiercely, or to transfer the curse to others.

Hermione looked up from her notebook, also showing a troubled expression.She is not very good at the kind of magic that requires the use of emotions, and it is always more difficult for rational people to master them than emotional ones.

"Okay, let me talk about the theory of this spell..." Owen said, tapping the table lightly.

As soon as the words were finished, a group of people gathered and sat obediently waiting for him to explain.Even Harry, who was eagerly leaning over, hadn't quite mastered the spell.

Owen quickly finished his understanding, and then watched the others practice with great interest.He himself opened a book on advanced theory of spells, thinking about it on his own.

At this moment, the door of the classroom was knocked suddenly, and the sound of "bang bang bang" knocked on the door spread unhurriedly to everyone's ears.

"Please come in." Several people said together.

An old man with a gray beard poked his head in from the door and said with a smile, "I hope I didn't disturb your party?"

"Professor Dumbledore!"

"Dumbledore!"

"headmaster!"

In the exclamation of surprise and guilt, Blaise secretly stuffed his magic tricks into his schoolbag, Daphne was so nervous that he didn't know where to put it, and Draco pretended to be nonchalant and threw him on the ground. The ball of paper kicked under the table, Hermione frantically brushed her hair, and Crabbe and Goyle frantically hid their snacks...

Dumbledore took in all this with a smile, and the smile on his face grew wider.

(End of this chapter)