Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Chapter 130 Demon Hunters and Collective Cheating
After discovering the reason, Wade couldn't wait to improve the other cabinet.

But considering that he had classes tomorrow, he had no choice but to go back to the dormitory and sleep.

First thing in the morning is the Transfiguration class.

Transfiguration is a magic that Vader can quickly master without using his eyes.

Perhaps because he had been practicing Occlumency, Vader's thinking was much clearer than his previous self, the images formed in his mind were more specific and clear, and his magic power guidance was smoother and more stable.

This allowed him to successfully perform Transfiguration within one or two attempts in the initial stages of learning it.

And Lupin is also a very good Transfiguration teacher.

The three companions around him all successfully became Animagus, and his own understanding and mastery of Transfiguration theory was enough to be called a master.

His guidance to Vader was always simple and clear, and he got to the point about the mechanics, so Vader made rapid progress in learning Transfiguration.

It was also Lupin's judgment that his current level was enough to start preparing to become an Animagus.

The first thing is to keep a fresh mandrake leaf in your mouth for a whole month. You cannot swallow it or take it out.

This process is undoubtedly difficult because people need to eat and drink water every day; they also chew and swallow unconsciously in their sleep.

So even though it takes a month, it is not surprising that this process is repeated several times or even dozens of times. Those who can't persist will naturally have to give up.

However, the mandrakes are now only seedlings. Professor Sprout said it would take at least another month before the leaves can be used.

All he could do now was to continue practicing and improving his Transfiguration skills.

Because Wade's learning progress far exceeded the course content, Professor McGonagall allowed him to practice alone in class. During her inspection, she would come over to guide him a few times.

The Transfiguration class ended early, and then Wade went to the Astronomy Tower to continue studying bioalchemy with Professor Murray.

When the tutoring session was almost over, a chess piece finally moved.

The White Knight circled the chessboard a few times, drew his sword, and swung it a few times, as if fighting an invisible enemy.

Then it stood with its sword in both hands and said in a deep voice: "Evil is evil, there is no big, medium or small!"

Professor Murray smiled and said, "It looks like a creature with a lot of personality... What kind of thoughts did you give it?"

Hearing this, the White Knight suddenly raised his head.

"Based on my first impression of you, I don't like your attitude, but I will listen to what you have to say."

"I had read a short story in a magazine before, and the protagonist in it was a demon hunter. I thought it was very interesting, so I gave it a similar idea," said Weider.

"Interesting... Most people just tell the chess pieces what to do, and the personalities are given unconsciously."

Professor Murray said, and asked the chess piece with interest: "Are you a knight with the eight virtues?"

The White Knight was silent for a while before he said seriously: "No, I'm not a knight, I'm a demon hunter!"

"Demon hunter?" Professor Murray almost laughed. "You want to hunt demons and vampires?"

"You can laugh at me, but I know how difficult it is for people to understand each other."

The White Knight said solemnly: "You may find it hard to believe, but even where the sun shines, there are shadows that cannot be reached."

"What if I ask you to fight the opponent's chess piece?" Professor Murray asked.

The White Knight looked at the thoughtless Black pieces, shook his head and said, "I will not hurt innocent people!"

"But you are a pawn, this is your mission."

Professor Murray actually started arguing with it.

The White Knight said disapprovingly: "I do not agree with the mission you impose on me. I know what I want to do...even if my path is destined to be lonely."

Seeing that Professor Murray was having a lot of fun, Wade simply kept the chess piece, said goodbye and left.

In the afternoon, there is Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"I heard from Ryan and Harry that their Defense Against the Dark Arts class yesterday was a disaster."

At lunch time, Michael told the news he heard from the Umbrella House: "Professor Lockhart brought a cage of Cornish elves, made a mess of the classroom and ran away." "More than that." Padma came over: "Several people were bitten or scratched, and Madam Pomfrey was very angry."

Lisa said incredulously: "I heard that they actually did a set of papers before class! They were all about asking Lockhart's favorite color, Lockhart's achievements, etc."

Anthony Goldstein quietly gathered the second-year Ravenclaw students into a small room at the back of the Great Hall and slipped a note to each of them.

He said: "To be honest, I think the questions Professor Lockhart asks are worthless and there is no need to read books about them."

"These are the questions and answers I found out. You can all take a look at them in advance and just deal with them after class."

"By the way, don't take out your cheat sheets during the exam. He's a professor after all, so he might have some way of detecting cheating."

"Got it." Terry unfolded the note and read it, saying, "I really don't want to try to please him this way."

"It's still necessary to leave a good first impression." Anthony advised him: "After all, he is a professor. Sometimes we have to get comments from him. And if your grades are too bad, he might put you in solitary confinement."

Terry stopped talking.

A group of students looked at the notes, muttered to themselves, and quickly memorized the answers.

Although Ravenclaw students are not perfect in memory, few of them have poor memory.

Some students read through the paper once and memorized most of it, but since they were not looking for full marks, they put the paper down.

Some students - especially most of the girls - watched it two or three times.

Wade was also memorizing the answers.

He had no interest in Lockhart, but he knew it would be easy to get a Restricted Section permit from that man.

So Anthony is right, it is indeed important to make a good first impression.

But you can't get full marks either.

If the score is too high, the professor might think that I am some kind of fanatical admirer of his and will ask me to perform ridiculous dramas in every class. That would be very troublesome.

After finishing the recitation, the students counted on their papers one after another so that the professor would not discover that they were cheating collectively.

When they arrived at the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, the Slytherin students were already there. As soon as the Ravenclaws sat down, Lockhart came in with a stack of papers in his arms, looking very happy.

"Very good, children, it seems that you can't wait to start the class. And you all bought a complete set of my works. I think you must have read all my glorious deeds in them."

Lockhart said in a high and cheerful voice:

"Perhaps some students would like to—"

He imitated the shrill voice of a little girl and said, "Oh, when can I be like the great Professor Lockhart - winner of the Order of Merlin, third class, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic League, five-time winner of the "Witch Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award -"

He gave what he called his "most charming smile" and said, "——How great is that?"

"Don't worry, kids. All I can say is, don't worry." Lockhart encouraged, "As long as you study as hard as I do, you can become a great wizard one day."

"Well... now let's see how you all are doing..."

He handed out the papers.

Vader looked.

It was exactly the same as what Anthony had found out, and he didn't even bother to change a single question.

The Ravenclaws looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and began to write furiously.

The Slytherins are quite different.

Some were disdainful, some frowned, some admired, and some seemed to be just like them, having gotten the answers in advance and started writing without thinking.

The feather pen scratched across the parchment, making a rustling sound.

Today, Lockhart was destined to get a result that would greatly surprise him.

(End of this chapter)