Hogwarts: Who made her a professor?

Chapter 476 Tranquil Times

The next day, Belvina returned to Hogsmeade and walked through two feet of snow to the school.

Here, she is not the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, nor a member of the Order of the Phoenix resisting Voldemort; she is simply a professor.

At Hogwarts, in the classroom, she could temporarily put aside the petty squabbles of the department and not worry about how to guard against Voldemort; she only needed to do what a professor was supposed to do.

After a long and arduous period of intensive review, more than two months of painful ordeal had solidified the students' foundation, and Belvina began teaching new material.

In Professor Blake's vision, students from grades one to four will still be taught in an engaging and fun way, combining theory and practice. They will be able to pass written tests and beat up classmates who are foul-mouthed.

For the fifth-grade 0.WL class and the sixth and seventh-grade NEWT classes, edutainment won't work; they urgently need to improve their magical skills to prepare for the crucial wizarding level exams.

Therefore, Belvina assigned a massive amount of homework to the 0.WL and NEWT classes. The method of doing practice problems was brought back to Hogwarts. As long as you don't die from doing them, then do them to death!

Written test scores can be improved by doing practice questions, but practical scores can only be improved through practice. Senior students recalled the fear of being dominated by Moody's last academic year.

Regarding the dark creatures, Belvina used her position to obtain a lot of teaching materials to ensure that every student had the opportunity to practice.

In terms of magical defense, Belvina referenced Moody's teaching method, dividing students into pairs for duels.

A fight between noobs will only make them worse, so the outcome of the duel is not important at all. What matters is the guidance from the professor during the competition.

Professor Blake, in her thirties, may not be a seasoned veteran, but she certainly has a wealth of practical experience, and there are very few people who can beat her one-on-one.

With guidance from a wizard like Belvina, whose practical skills are top-notch, even a single word of advice can benefit a student for life.

Warriors like Cedric Diggory from the NEWT class and Harry Potter from the OWL class, whose dueling skills were honed through the Triwizard Tournament, have made rapid progress during this period.

Aside from Cedric and Harry, what surprised Belvina the most was the former crybaby Neville Longbottom.

Since replacing his father's old wand, Neville's grades have improved and his personality has become much stronger, but he is still not outstanding enough and still lacks confidence.

But in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Neville was like a completely different person. He worked harder than Hermione in solving problems and was more enthusiastic than Harry in practical exercises, like a tireless wild donkey.

Especially during duels, Neville changed his previous timid demeanor and attacked everyone with heavy blows, as if he had suddenly taken a stimulant.

Watching young Neville sweating profusely, Belvina couldn't help but think of Frank and Alice Longbottom, whose son had not only become increasingly brave but had also inherited their magical talents.

In the blink of an eye, December arrived with even more snow, along with an avalanche of homework.

Faced with mountains of homework, students in the OWL and NEWT classes complained bitterly, as their free time was almost entirely consumed by assignments.

In order to escape the dreaded homework and get some rest, upperclassmen have been looking forward to the Christmas holidays since the first day of December, wishing time would fly by.

The snow fell heavily again and again, and the atmosphere inside the castle was becoming more and more like Christmas, just as the older students had been hoping for.

Professor Flitwick gradually adorned the castle with magic, while Hagrid ventured into the Forbidden Forest to cut down trees and prepare the Christmas tree for the holiday.

For more than a month, Hagrid's facial injuries had not healed and sometimes even bled, but he still happily taught his students despite his wounded face.

Initially, the students were somewhat intimidated by Hagrid's facial injuries, fearing that he might pull out teaching materials even more terrifying than the Bombtail.

Many students believe that Hagrid is breeding new biological species, which is why he is covered in scars.

Later, the students got used to Hagrid's injuries, because Professor Hagrid, who had an extreme fondness for dangerous creatures, never pulled out anything terrible. Although Thestrals were also somewhat frightening, and carried a certain ominous connotation.

The students didn't know why Hagrid was injured, but Belvina knew very well why.

In early November, Hagrid would visit Belvina every day, his face covered in fresh wounds, to report on the progress of Grop's studies.

Each time, Hagrid would emphasize that his injury was accidental and that Gropp hadn't attacked him intentionally. Hagrid couldn't hide his worry; he feared that Belvina would drive the giant Gropp away.

By the end of November, although Hagrid still had some new wounds on his face, the number of wounds had decreased significantly, but he still reported to Belvina every day.

"Glop can now talk to me in simple words!" Hagrid said proudly, patting his chest to assure him that Grop would not leave the Forbidden Forest, much less attack the students.

Unbeknownst to Hagrid, Belvina had once secretly gone to the Forbidden Forest and met Gropp behind his back.

As soon as Belvina entered the forest where Grop lived, she was attacked by giants, but fortunately Grop quickly recognized her, and the giants' attack stopped.

Then, Belvina began to communicate with the giant, who looked dangerous but was also silly, using a combination of words and gestures.

The diminutive giant Gropp only knew a few simple words; he couldn't pronounce any of the slightly more complex syllables, like a giant parrot trying to mimic speech.

Violence is in the nature of giants. Although Grop is "small" in stature, the nature of giants does not change because of his size.

Gropp is not a bloodthirsty giant like Tallmar; he is not very aggressive.

Moreover, under Hagrid's daily tutelage, Gropp has come to realize that her "petite" size poses a great danger to others. When communicating with Belvina, Gropp always moves with great care, afraid of hurting the little girl in front of her.

Belvina was very satisfied with this close encounter. Although the giant Gropp still posed a danger, it wasn't very high. As long as Gropp wasn't provoked, he was just a giant goofball.

So when Belvina visited Grop again, she brought Bassheda along, and the two professors brought a lot of food for Grop.

The diminutive giant grinned from ear to ear like a child. To thank the two professors for feeding him, Gropp gave them his favorite thing as a return gift—a straight, thick, and long log.

For giants of enormous size, this straight, thick, and long log is a very handy weapon, but for the petite female professors, it is of no use except for filling the fireplace to start a fire.

After another heavy snowfall, the festive atmosphere in the castle became even stronger.

Professor Flitwick led the prefects in decorating the castle while keeping watch on Peeves jumping out to cause trouble.

With fewer wounds and more smiles, Hagrid brought the prepared Christmas trees into the hall; there were twelve in total.

Younger students stayed indoors for long periods due to the cold weather, while older students, despite their complaints, remained well-behaved.

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Hogwarts in December is peaceful and serene, with snow-covered grounds resembling a scene from a fairy tale. Even the Slytherin students do not jump out to play the villains in the fairy tale.

Everything seemed to be making way for the upcoming Christmas holidays, it seemed that 1995 would end peacefully and calmly, and it seemed that everyone was waiting for Christmas and the ringing of the New Year's bells.

Besides Belvina, as the Christmas holidays drew ever closer, her anxiety grew.

"Do you think the Dark Lord also celebrates Christmas?"

Today, Belvina had a rare moment of rest. She sat by the warm fireplace, knitting and talking.

"From a human perspective, he should celebrate Christmas, but he's a mysterious person, so I think he probably doesn't."

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Bassheda lay on the bed, flipping through a romance novel she'd somehow found, while chatting idly.

"I also think he doesn't celebrate holidays," Belvina said. "Since the Dark Lord doesn't celebrate holidays, the Death Eaters have no holidays at all. Where do you think they'll vent their resentment?"

If Belvina were Voldemort, she would definitely cause some trouble during the Christmas holidays, and no one would be able to have a good holiday!

If Belvina were a Death Eater, she would definitely vent her resentment on ordinary people, wondering why they could have holidays while Death Eaters couldn't rest!

Therefore, Belvina was very worried that Voldemort and the Death Eaters would take the opportunity to cause trouble and give the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore some problems.

In addition, Voldemort and the Death Eaters have been very quiet for the past two months, and they have not used the Imperius Curse to control others to force their way into the Department of Mysteries.

From the fact that he would punctually invade the Department of Mysteries at least once a month, to his complete indifference to the Department of Mysteries for the past two months, Belvina even suspected that the seventy-year-old Voldemort had gone through menopause. Or rather, Belvina even suspected that Voldemort had lost interest in the Prophecy Orb and had other ideas.

"Never mind whether the mysterious person celebrates the holiday or not, you definitely will, darling," Bassheda said without looking up, completely absorbed in the saccharine romance novel.

"But I just can't put my mind at ease. I always feel like something bad is going to happen," Belvina said worriedly as she continued sewing. "During the holidays, the department's defenses will inevitably be relaxed."

Wizards are human, not gods, and the staff of the Ministry of Magic also need holidays.

Although there will definitely be people on duty in shifts, the defense force will certainly not be as strong as usual, which is a good opportunity to cause trouble.

Firstly, it would allow us to take advantage of the situation and effectively strike at the Ministry of Magic; secondly, it would cause trouble for everyone and make everyone have a miserable Christmas. Why not?

"I remember you said that no matter what the mysterious man does, the sky won't fall down." Bassheda snapped the novel shut, sat up, and said earnestly to Belvina.

"Of course I know the sky won't fall, it's just that this feeling of being completely unable to figure out the Dark Lord's intentions is extremely frustrating."

Belvina said she wasn't worried about Voldemort causing trouble, but rather about not knowing where he would cause trouble.

"Patience, you must be patient, Belvina," said Bassheda. "That's what Professor Dumbledore said."

Belvina shook her head and continued sewing; her Christmas present was not yet finished and she had to hurry.