Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying!

"But we all want to know, Professor... uh, this magic must be very difficult, right? We heard that only seven people in the 20th century could do it, and you were one of them..."

The students looked at Professor McGonagall with curiosity and admiration.

The witch coughed. "Alright, since you all want to know, I'll just give you a brief explanation..."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. He sat down at the professor's gesture and then gave Hermione a grateful look.

“Animagus is a type of magic that allows a wizard to transform into an animal. However, one cannot transform into any animal at will, nor into a magical creature.”

Professor McGonagall said, "The animal that can be transformed into is generally related to the wizard's personality and weight. If practiced improperly, it may be impossible to transform back into a normal human, so this is a very dangerous form of transfiguration magic..."

So it really does have something to do with personality!

Several students thought to themselves that they had suddenly gotten to know their school's dean all over again.

……

After Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout also added something to the game field.

For example, there's the pea shooter, the half-person-tall willow, the young devil vine, and the seemingly safe, harmless, and even beautiful hallucinogenic mushroom, etc...

Their harmfulness is limited to a very narrow range, but they will always make students suffer a little.

In addition, at the principal's instruction, the house-elves brought in many old tables, chairs, shelves, broken stone carvings, and so on, turning the playground into a maze.

The site area has been more than doubled as a result.

Shortly after, a notice was posted on the bulletin board in the lobby—

"A dueling club?" Michael asked with interest. "Is it taught by Professor Flitwick? He was a dueling champion when he was young!"

If I could learn a few tricks from Professor Flitwick, would it be possible to defeat Vader?

“I hope so,” Wade said, “but I haven’t heard the professor mention it.”

He went to Professor Flitwick's office yesterday to ask questions. If the professor had this intention, he would at least have given him a hint or two... right?

In the original storyline, this club was founded by Lockhart.

I wonder if Professor Flitwick will gain some inspiration from the game and decide to pass on his dueling experience to his students this time?

……

However, it turned out that this was not the case.

After dinner, Gilderoy Lockhart appeared in the auditorium with his usual radiant smile.

Professor Snape stood to the side, shrouded in shadow.

The long tables in the auditorium have disappeared, replaced by a stage about half a person's height.

Lockhart opened his arms on the stage and said loudly, "Welcome, children! I'm so glad to see almost the entire school here. Your enthusiasm for learning really touches me..."

Michael muttered disappointedly, "If you're so kind, could you give Professor Flitwick back to us?"

After a month, apart from a few girls with a fangirl bias, almost everyone could see what kind of person this professor really was.

He was more of a drama teacher than a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Lockhart was keen to have his students act out passages from his books in every class, and to spend at least thirty minutes talking about their own courage and greatness.

But when asked about his professional knowledge, he started to stammer and evade the question.

Michael was also dragged up to perform as a werewolf and a yeti, which he considered a lifelong disgrace.

“It suddenly occurred to me, Lockhart never seems to have had you perform one of his scripts?” Michael asked Wade. “How did you manage that?”

“Ignore Spell,” Vader whispered. “If you want to learn it, I’ll teach you next time.”

"Let's not wait until next time, let's go to the Umbrella House now. We won't learn anything useful from Lockhart."

“Wait a moment.” Wade raised his chin, gesturing to Snape. “Professor Snape is here too… He didn’t just show up here for no reason.”

As he spoke, Lockhart on the stage pointed at the black-robed wizard.

"Professor Snape is our assistant, and he generously agreed to help me with a small demonstration before class... Of course, don't worry, I will return your Potions Professor to you intact!"

He said with a smug smile, while Snape stared intently at his back.

The students immediately became excited.

"Wow--"

Michael, who had been about to leave, immediately turned back and looked at Lockhart with schadenfreude.

"I'm starting to admire this professor... He's really courageous, isn't he?"

Neville covered his mouth in horror: "How dare he?"

"He probably thought... Professor Snape was just a weak technician, right?"

Wade guessed what Lockhart was thinking.

Snape always wore a loose robe and walked like a black bat with outstretched wings, but he was actually very thin.

Ignoring his frightening expression, he does indeed give off a thin and weak impression.

But magical abilities don't depend on muscle strength.

The two professors demonstrated the duel on stage: they faced each other, bowed (Snape only nodded slightly), and raised their wands.

Lockhart continued rambling on, “Look at my manners, kids… You’ve been too rude in this survival game. Real wizard duels are very elegant and quick.”

“We’ll count to three, and then in a split second, your Potions Professor will lose his wand…”

"one two Three……"

With a "bang," Lockhart flew off the stage, crashed into the wall, and slid to the ground, his wand flying off as well.

The Slytherin students cheered, and Wade and Michael joined in the applause.

"Let's go, there's nothing else to see."

As Lockhart shakily got to his feet, Wade glanced at Harry not far away and said to Michael.

There haven't been any incidents of "Slytherin's heir attacking students" at the school, and even if Harry accidentally revealed his Parseltongue accent, he wouldn't be treated as the school's enemy.

Of course, after training for so long, Harry would never only think of using Parseltongue to repel a snake.

The two squeezed through the throng of people and met Theo and Ryan along the way, who followed them.

"Don't listen to Lockhart's nonsense."

Wade told his comrades, "When it comes to real combat, no one's going to be a fool and bow to you. If you can sneak up, then sneak up; if you can't, then take cover and protect yourselves."

"Only when the disparity in strength is extremely great does one have the leisure to pay attention to elegance and manners."

Theo unexpectedly thought of the scene when Wade defeated the werewolf and the dark wizard.

Before the two men fell, Wade made no attempt to reveal himself.

The same applies to battle royale games.

Vader would never have been like them, standing face to face and throwing spells at each other.

And then... he won every time.

Theo seemed to be deep in thought.

……

The Umbrella House event still ended right at the curfew time.

Michael and the others returned to their respective lounges, while Wade went to the Room of Requirement.

He first went to the room where the things were hidden and found that it was indeed much emptier; the tables and cabinets in the game area probably all came from here.

Then they moved to the room where potions were being brewed, where several cauldrons were filled with bubbling liquid.

In Potions class, they can learn about potions in a single class period, some even in just over ten minutes.

However, advanced potions often require a long time to develop.

For example, truth serum takes about a month to prepare; compound decoctions also take about a month; and ferulic acid serum takes six months.

Fortunately, except for necessary stages, the cauldron does not need constant attention; magic will keep the flame burning continuously and steadily.

After checking all his potions and looking at the time, he realized it was quite late. Vader used a Summoning Charm to summon his broom, which flew through the corridor window and landed directly on the rooftop of the Ravenclaw Tower.

The eagle-shaped door knocker asked softly, "What is too much for two people, but just right for one?"

"secret."

Wade answered.

The door to the lounge opened, and when he went inside, he found that there was another person in the common lounge.

A girl, dressed in pajamas, was curled up on the sofa in front of the fireplace, fast asleep.

She was originally covered with a blanket, but it had slipped down to reveal her calves and bare feet.

Vader casually waved his wand, and the blanket flew up and covered the girl.

The process was very quiet and made no sound, but it woke the girl up.

Her golden-brown head stirred under the covers, then she looked up at me with a puzzled expression.

The girl had pale skin, light eyebrows, and unusually large silver eyes that bulged out as if she were quite surprised.