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Chapter 247 A Stunning Skill

The first day of school.

Saturday should have been a day off.

The young wizards of Harry Potter's generation had to get up early, crawl out of their warm beds, and head to the Quidditch field.

The new professor, Gino Luther, chose a spacious open-air stadium as his teaching location, which was large enough to accommodate a large number of people.

"Crackling and popping."

But what's worse is that instead of a clear sky, a light drizzle started to fall.

"This is absolutely terrible!"

Ron, who had gotten up especially early, grumbled and fiddled with the water droplets in his hair, his boots stomping in the muddy puddles. But what annoyed Ron even more was the mocking laughter coming from Malfoy, the little snake from Slytherin.

"A disgrace to purebloods."

"heresy."

The barrage of words infuriated Ron.

"Ignore them, Ron." Hermione patted Ron on the shoulder with concern to comfort him.

"Why hasn't Professor Luther arrived yet?"

Unlike Hermione, who comforted Ron, Harry kept looking around, hoping the boy he had seen the night before would appear soon.

"Could it be that they slept in too late?"

Neville, still half-asleep, rubbed his eyes and clenched his fists nervously.

At this moment, six pillars stand around the vast playground.

The young wizards, who had been waiting for a long time, gathered here. To be honest, they didn't have high hopes for the new professor.

"Boom!"

Another clap of thunder boomed from the sky.

A string of silvery-white lightning streaked across the sky.

The rain grew heavier, and more and more young wizards began to become restless.

To be honest, getting caught in the rain is not a pleasant experience.

People are becoming increasingly restless.

Many young wizards are already planning to leave this damned mud playground and go back to their dormitories for a nice nap.

Children always do what they think of.

Just as someone was about to skip class and go back to their dorm to sleep, they started to move.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The rain falling from the sky all around seemed to have stopped, as if a pause button had been pressed.

"What...what happened?"

"What's going on?"

The young wizards looked around, almost unable to believe their eyes.

The rainwater, which should have fallen to the ground and crashed into the dust, instead turned into droplets that hung in the air.

Some curious little wizards even reached out and poked the raindrops, leaving water stains on their fingertips.

"Snapped!"

As the water droplets burst, the once flat grassland suddenly seemed to be squeezed and transformed by an invisible hand.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled.

Dust flew everywhere.

A high earthen mound, forged from damp soil, slowly rose into view.

"Whoosh."

As if appearing out of thin air, the blond-haired boy whom everyone had seen in the hall last night was now standing on the stage.

The young man was dressed in a clean black suit, the close-fitting suit making his figure look straight and tall.

"Quiet."

Under the spotlight

He spoke softly, and the authority in his voice made people involuntarily yearn to submit.

The heavens and earth seemed to change color here.

The previously gloomy sky was instantly cleared of the dark clouds.

It is like the miraculous signs that appeared when Jesus was born, and it is comparable to the heroic spirit of Buddha pointing one finger to the sky and one finger to the earth when he was born.

Gino slowly raised his head, gazing at the gloomy sky, and said, "I said, let there be light!"

His voice was cold and clear, but miraculously, the sky, which should have been covered in dark clouds, parted from both sides like a loyal knight, allowing the sun, which had been obscured by the darkness, to reappear in everyone's view.

The warm sunlight shone on the earth and shone on the young wizards' robes, drying them.

"Everyone!"

Gino raised his head, looking at everyone with a smile and a playful expression: "I've been observing you all for a long time."

"You've noticed that most people are getting a little impatient, haven't you?"

Gino smiled and crossed his arms, his gaze sweeping over the many young wizards with a playful expression.

"Professor Luther?!"

The young wizards in the audience were no longer in the mood to rush back to their dormitories.

After witnessing Gino's seemingly miraculous strength, no one was in the mood to go back to their dormitories.

If I could learn this magic, that would be so cool!

"so."

Gino remained as nonchalant as ever, chuckling as he swept his gaze across the crowd: "Does anyone want to go back?"

No one responded, and the young wizards below the stage unconsciously looked away after witnessing Gino's smile.

They don't want to go back.

After witnessing Gino's abilities firsthand, no one will doubt the strength of this Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement.

Harry's performance was particularly outstanding.

"Luther, Professor Luther is truly amazing!" Harry exclaimed excitedly, looking at his two friends beside him.

No one knows what he's thinking.

He thought of the promise Gino had made to him the night before.

One wish!

It can even resurrect deceased relatives!

Harry naturally thought of his deceased parents.

If James and Lily were to come back to life, I would be so happy.

"Okay, it looks like no one's going to leave."

Gino shook his head with a hint of disappointment.

"Actually, I think it would be easier for me to teach if more people left."

"Unfortunately, no one left."

Gino sighed, chuckled softly, and stood up.

"Alright, before class begins."

Gino chuckled and said, "I think I should apologize to you first."

"As everyone knows, none of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors before me lasted long."

"And this has led to a very frustrating situation."

Gino sighed: "Because of the frequent changes in teachers."

"Our academic progress has been stagnant."

"In fact, I think most of you probably don't even know how to deal with those evil black wizards."

"This is not correct."

Gino's expression was serious, and his gaze seemed to sweep over every little wizard.

"but,"

"I'm not saying this to discourage you."

"I just want to tell you."

"The past is the past, the present is the present."

"The black magic you couldn't learn before," Gino said with a light laugh, "I'll teach you."

"I've said everything I needed to say. Now, do you have any questions?"

Gino straightened his back and looked at everyone with a light smile.

"Professor Luther?"

In the crowd, Malfoy, who was always bold, slowly raised his right hand.

There was not a trace of arrogance on that proud face of a pure-blooded family.

He asked timidly, "What...what do you plan to do?"

After all, they hadn't received the magic textbooks that Professor Luther had asked them to prepare before the start of the semester.

Are you suggesting we teach empty-handed?

"I understand your concerns." Gino was incredibly intelligent and instantly guessed Malfoy's concerns.

"I think this problem is easy to solve," Gino said with a smile and a wave of his hand. "On my planet, my brother believes that truth comes from the fist."

"Then the answer is obvious."

"Only blood and tears will make you grow."

(End of this chapter)