Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

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In the corridor ahead, after a moment of confusion, a student finally remembered Kaba's weakness -

Michael jumped to the side to avoid Kaba's claws and shouted, "Bow! Bow!"

Gore, who was standing next to him, was stunned for a moment, and then Kaba grabbed his feet and pulled him hard. The boy fell to the ground with a thud, groaning in pain.

Fortunately, Goldstein, who was not far away, heard what Michael said. He resisted the urge to retreat and be afraid, rushed out to stand in front of Kaba, and then bowed deeply.

Everyone watched with bated breath.

This monster is very strong, its arms can swing flexibly, and it is very agile. No matter who wants to cast a spell, it will be interrupted by its attack, and it will also use other people to block the spell for itself.

In a narrow corridor, a group of students were troubled by a monster, which gave their unscrupulous professor a great show.

At this moment, Goldstein was looking at the ground, motionless, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Kaba tilted its head and looked at him for a while, its eyes filled with malicious intent, but after a few seconds, seeing that Goldstein still insisted on bowing, it finally slowly bent down.

"Wow!"

All the water in the dish above Kaba's head poured out. This little monster, who had been so majestic just now, immediately seemed to lose all his strength and fell to the ground with a plop.

The students cheered loudly as if they had defeated the devil.

"It's too dangerous. Why would such a magical creature run into the school?" Lisa complained.

"It must be Professor Hagrid. He's brought a dangerous creature into the school again... This time he went even further and even let it run into the castle!"

Pansy angrily kicked Kaba, who was lying motionless on the ground, and said, "If you ask me, this kind of person is not worthy of being a professor, right, Draco?"

She looked back for support.

Malfoy hesitated and said nothing.

——Hagrid promised to take him to see the dragon, but this promise has not been fulfilled yet!

This was mainly because Malfoy had attacked Crabbe last term, and he had to be in detention every day this term, so he hadn't found an opportunity.

He wanted Hagrid to offer to give him detention so that they could go to the Forbidden Forest to visit the dragon, but Hagrid didn't agree -

The Forbidden Forest was more dangerous at night than during the day, and Hagrid didn't dare let the Malfoy's only son get hurt again.

Malfoy's silence made Pansy feel a little embarrassed, and she glared at Daphne beside her.

Daphne said quickly: "Yes, yes, it's really dangerous!"

Pansy angrily stomped on Kaba twice again.

At this time, Professor Abigail also came over and said lazily: "Please lift your noble feet, Miss Parkinson! Stop damaging our teaching props!"

Everyone was surprised and said, "Professor?!"

Professor Abigail waved her wand and the dish above Cabba's head was refilled with water.

It regained its strength, got up from the ground, and the students around it scattered.

Pansy immediately hid behind Daphne. Daphne panicked and pulled Nott, who was nearby, to stand in front of the two of them.

Nott: “…”

He stood in front helplessly, fully alert.

This Kaba didn't really hurt anyone, but its way of attacking was disgusting - pulling hair, poking nostrils, and wrestling were small things, and it would also secretly touch people's buttocks, which made girls shudder.

"Okay, you've seen Kaba, but does anyone know the characteristics of Hinckley Punk, Red Hat, and Grindylow?" Professor Abigail asked.

Several arms went up.

Abigail glanced around and nodded, but instead of asking anyone to answer the question, she said:

"It seems that quite a few of you haven't reviewed our lessons in advance, but that's okay—you still have five minutes to read."

The students looked at her blankly—what did she mean?

Professor Abigail had no intention of explaining, but walked into the classroom first.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom at this time had undergone tremendous changes. The desks and chairs were gone, replaced by countless heavy curtains hanging from the ceiling, dividing the huge classroom into countless parts.

There was only a narrow passage from the door to the blackboard. On the blackboard in front, the enlarged five-minute countdown was decreasing.

"Wade, you were with the professor just now, right? What does Professor Abigail mean?" Michael asked in a low voice.

Wade looked at the other students who were still in a daze, raised his voice and said, "In five minutes, the several magical creatures that the professor just mentioned will begin to attack. Be prepared in advance."

"What?!!!"

The students were all shocked, and then the whole classroom was filled with the sound of flipping pages.

Chapter 381 Malfoy and Boggart

With a "ding" sound, the countdown on the blackboard disappeared instantly, and the door of the classroom slammed shut.

The huge crash startled the students, and then they saw the curtains in the classroom begin to move. The students had to start dodging in all directions, and were soon separated.

There seemed to be a hushing spell cast on the curtain. As soon as the companions separated, the shouting became distant and the surroundings became very quiet.

Everyone seems to have become an island.

Some people hurriedly walked around the curtain, wanting to reunite with their friends, but there were only layers of curtains in front of them, which made people wonder - is the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom so big?

It was as if I had fallen into a different dimension.

Then, someone heard a rustling sound nearby, and a short shadow seemed to appear behind the curtain...

……

At this time, Wade had already seen the clues: "Is there a traceless stretching spell cast in the classroom?"

He was so familiar with the spell that he could recognize it through experience even without activating his other vision.

"Haha, I knew you could figure it out."

Professor Flitwick said happily, "I told Sera before that you are an expert in this area!"

"This is temporary." Professor Abigail said with a smile, "I am applying to Professor McGonagall for permission to transform the basilisk's chamber. Perhaps you can ask for a favor for me?"

"This has nothing to do with who is begging for mercy - there are many issues to consider when renovating the school's secret room. This is not included in the funds provided by the school's shareholders! And we also have to ensure the safety of students entering and leaving the secret room."

Professor McGonagall said sternly.

"So, aren't we conducting an experiment?"

Professor Abigail shrugged and said with a smile, "I also have to thank Wade. I didn't expect that he could make all the magical creature puppets I requested so quickly. Otherwise, I would have to let them see the Boggart first today."

"Why not?" Professor Flitwick suggested cheerfully. "It's fun to have both real and fake ones."

Abigail: “…It seems so!”

The two hit it off immediately and happily went to get the Boggart as well, and Professor McGonagall pretended not to notice.

Without saying a word, Wade silently released the puppets from the bag one by one, and at the same time gave them more detailed orders -

For example, a student can only have one monster attacking him, and he cannot be surrounded; he cannot attack certain key parts, he cannot be disabled, and he cannot urinate or spit on the student...

Professor McGonagall was listening nearby, a drop of cold sweat sliding down her forehead.

After the last puppet grew bigger, it held a wooden stick and went looking for a target with a sinister smile. Professor McGonagall thought about it and chose to ask her the question she couldn't accept the most:

"Ved, these puppets of yours...will really...show off in public...you know..."

Vader also sighed helplessly.

"When simulated, they have similar movements."

"But..." Professor McGonagall still found it incredible: "Whose thoughts did you inject into them?"

"Because I wanted to imitate magical creatures, I chose some real magical creatures this time - who knew there would be such a sequela."

Wei De said thankfully: "Fortunately these are not for sale, otherwise they would definitely not be sold."

——So we don’t need to consider students’ mental health?

Professor McGonagall wanted to ask this, but when she thought about how these puppets were made by Wade with great effort and donated to the school for free, she couldn't bring herself to be picky.

Forget it, so be it.

The attacks of magical creatures have no limits, so it's better to let the students see it in advance... so that when they are in real danger in the future, they will be so scared that they even throw away their wands just because their butts are touched...

Professor McGonagall persuaded herself in this way and finally put aside her worries about her students.

When Abigail and Professor Flitwick brought a large box using the levitation spell, Wade had already arranged the mother mirror of the flow mirror. There were more than a dozen mirrors floating in front of him, showing the scenes in various corners.

At Professor McGonagall's suggestion, one of the cameras followed Draco Malfoy all the time to prevent the Slytherin from causing any more accidents.

Wade selected some wonderful passages and reassembled them into a new video recording. Based on this, Professor McGonagall will apply to the Ministry of Magic and the Board of Directors for more funds to renovate the Chamber of Secrets.

……

Draco Malfoy didn't notice the extra pair of eyes above his head.

He lifted the curtains in front of him, but he didn't see anyone else. Instead, he met a Grindylow and broke its claws before running out.

Draco was a little irritated, and there was a hint of fear in his heart.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of them, looking a bit like Bryce.

Draco ran over excitedly, opened the curtain, and was stunned.

"Dad... Dad..." Draco stammered, "Why are you here?"

The tall figure in front of him was none other than Lucius Malfoy.

Lucius turned around and stared at Draco with cold eyes, as if he was an eyesore.

"dad?"

Draco asked quietly.

"Draco!" Lucius said angrily, "You have tarnished the family's reputation and are unworthy of being a Malfoy! Get out! I don't have a son like you!"