Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

The new semester has begun.

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Perhaps it was their identities as Aurors that played a role, or perhaps it was because it was the first day of a new term and the young wizards were all very motivated, but when Harry and the other two arrived at the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, there were already quite a few people queuing outside the door.

When the bell rang, they all rushed in in a mess. The trio led by the top student Hermione naturally occupied the first row where no one was willing to sit. They took out their copies of "Dark Powers: A Guide to Self-Defense" and waited for the class to start.

Everyone was looking forward to it, and Kingsley didn't make them wait long. After a while, the big, slightly bald, dark-skinned wizard walked in with brisk steps, a faint smile on his face, and seemed very approachable.

"Good morning, children." Standing on the podium, he said in a low and slow voice, "To be honest, I haven't been to this classroom for many years, about twenty years? I am very happy to be able to come back and work here for a year."

The little wizards expressed their welcome and joy with warm applause, which made him feel a little flattered.

"Thank you. I don't feel as nervous as before." He smiled and said, "Before taking office, I saw the teaching evaluation of my predecessor, Professor Lupin, who is now my colleague. I have some understanding of your studies in the past period of time. You already know how to deal with dark magic creatures. This is good."

The students murmured in agreement, and Kingsley changed the subject.

"But this is only part of the defense against the dark arts, or a very basic part," he said, "because most of the truly dangerous dark magic does not come from magical creatures, except for dangerous beings like Obscurus and Voldemort. Wizards are the main cause of the damage caused by dark magic."

"You're going to teach us how to deal with Dark wizards?" Harry asked, raising his hand. "Using your experience as an Auror?"

"You know me well, Mr. Potter." Kingsley's expression was gentle. "That's right, this is the main reason why Headmaster Dumbledore invited me to teach this course. He believes that the progress of learning the spell-breaking required by the Ministry of Magic is too slow, and hopes that I can add some more difficult and practical teaching content for you, such as understanding those illegal black magic."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became sharp, like a sharp blade flashing with cold light, piercing into the eyes of every little wizard who was looking at him.

A tremendous amount of magical power surged out from his slender wand, transforming into a dark and terrifying fog, rising into the air above the classroom and slowly condensing into a gloomy and evil skull.

The little wizards were all terrified. They sat motionless in their seats, their bodies shaking slightly unconsciously.

Just look at the skills he just demonstrated, from the speed to the strength of the black magic, these are things that the professors have never demonstrated before.

This may be the first time for many of you here to come into such close contact with this dangerous type of magic.

"Curses, poisons, harm, and most importantly, they are driven by human evil intentions. This is the characteristic of black magic." With a flick of the wand, the black mist quietly dissipated. Kingsley explained slowly, "We must proceed step by step until you understand what they are and learn the skills to deal with them. This is our task for the next year."

The childish fourth graders responded to him with nodding like chicks pecking at rice.

They realized the significance of the term "Elite Auror" and the level of magic it corresponded to.

The Dark Arts and Defense Against the Dark Arts are essentially the same thing; it's just a contest between spear and shield.

Experts who are good at dealing with the dark arts are often first-rate wizards who are well versed in the art of the dark arts.

Only in this way can we fight against the evil and cunning dark wizards and bring them to justice.

There was a bright light in Harry's eyes. He loved such a professor and profession so much.

He looked at the professor eagerly, hoping to learn more from his class.

Chapter 427 Lin En's Plan

"There are many kinds of black magic. The one I showed you is a mixture of curse and poison. It has a strong corrosive ability, but it is not the most powerful. Many black magics are not as powerful as it, and some are far more powerful than it. Who can give me an example?"

Kingsley, obviously very pleased with the students' response, asked the question with a smile.

Hermione was the first to raise her hand.

"Miss Granger of Gryffindor, right?"

"Yes, Professor." Hermione was not surprised that Kingsley recognized her. "I know that the more lethal dark magic includes the Fiery Fire Curse and the three Unforgivable Curses."

"Very good answer, five points to Gryffindor," Kingsley encouraged. "Why is the Unforgivable Curse named so?"

"Because if you cast any of these three spells on any wizard, you will be sentenced to life imprisonment."

This time the person who raised his hand was a Ravenclaw boy whom Harry knew: Michael Corner.

"Five points for Ravenclaw," Kingsley praised. "This is also the magic we will be exposed to this year. Some people may think it's too early for you, but I think as long as we have an attitude of learning and defense, there will be no problem."

"How can we defend ourselves against them? As far as I know, there is no counter to the Unforgivable Curses," Ron asked.

"Good question, Weasley." Kingsley scribbled a few words on the blackboard. "Not being able to crack it means we need to be more prepared in other areas. I will discuss this in detail with you in a few months. Now I hope you will watch and listen carefully, because we must first understand the form of dark magic."

The little wizards quickly took out their quills, and for most of the next class, they were busy listening to the lecture and taking notes.

Records the various "personal harm magic" demonstrated by Professor Shacklebolt, from evil curses to poison curses, and then to various black magic step by step - he is like a walking encyclopedia, with countless spells in his head, including the Unforgivable Curse.

Very few people interrupted, and all that could be heard was the sound of lectures, spells being cast, and the rustling of quills until the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Gentle, serious, powerful, these were the labels the young wizards gave to the new professor in just over an hour.

When Kingsley announced the end of the get out of class, they were still discussing outside the classroom, especially Harry, who was more interested in the profession of Auror.

He passionately told Ron and Hermione beside him about his ideal of becoming an Auror, and at this moment, Kingsley's voice sounded from behind:

"If you'd like to become an Auror and would like some help, perhaps we could have a cup of tea sometime."

"Eh?" Harry was stunned, his face showing joy, "Is it really possible, Professor?"

"Of course. I would love for the Auror Corps to continue to grow. In fact, it is always short-staffed right now. We average less than one new member per year."

Kingsley nodded, "After all, it is very difficult and very dangerous - but I think you have potential. How about coming to my office on Saturday, which is tomorrow morning?"

Harry obviously had no reason to refuse.

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At the same time, in the Magic Rune and Ancient Magic classroom, the first practical class for the second grade was just halfway through.

"Ancient magic is very dangerous. Compared to the modern magic you learned last year, it lacks restraint. So before you can actually come into contact with this magic, we have to train you in another form - mainly rune magic."

Dolly was not at all stage fright on the podium. She put into practice the magic and teaching skills she had learned from Lynn in the past two years, making the little wizards in the audience listen attentively.

A pot of white mulberry sponsored by Professor Splett was placed steadily on the podium, and the aroma of medicine wafted in the air.

A thin sheet of rune metal lay flat on each person's desk.

Although she is not as versatile as Cedric, she is also an excellent student who can skillfully use the ten commonly used rune magics. With the help of metal runes, the others will be no problem at all.

At least it's more than enough to deal with young people in lower grades.

Sitting at the back of the classroom, Lin En looked at his most admired assistant, nodded from time to time, and wrote something in a notebook.

Not far from him sat Astoria, whose body had mostly recovered. Apart from her pale face, she was fine.

She was also Doris's chosen assistant - not through a round of selection like Lynn, but by direct naming.

This was not a big deal, after all, no one in the second grade was better at the subject than her, although her first grade had not been smooth, and could even be said to have been very bumpy.

Now that she is free from the shackles of the blood curse, this talented little witch will probably make rapid progress.

Just as he was listening to the class with great interest, a paper airplane squeezed in through the crack in the door and landed on Lin En's desk, leaving him with no choice but to make a gesture to his favorite disciple and quietly leave from the back.

This was the signal he and Dumbledore agreed upon, and he knew the result the moment he saw the paper plane.

Kingsley's progress was smooth and without any mistakes.

It's time to discuss follow-up arrangements.

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In the headmaster's office, when Lynn pushed the door open, Kingsley and Dumbledore had been waiting for a while.

"Good morning, Lynn." Kingsley stood up to greet him enthusiastically. "I'm very happy to work with you."

"I'm glad too, Kingsley." Lynn shook his hand. "Is everything all right with Harry?"

"No problem, I will take good care of him, but I'm still unsure about something and want to discuss it with you." Kingsley scratched his bald head and said, "Do you two really want to let such a young child come into contact with those..."

"He is still very young," Dumbledore said quietly, "but Voldemort and his collaborators will not give him time, and we cannot give him much time - I trust you, Kingsley, so you know everything."

"I know, but it may be too early for him to be cast into the Unforgivable Curse. His mind is far from mature enough to withstand such magic, even if it is just the Imperius Curse..."

Kingsley still has concerns, it's his work ethic.

It seemed too crazy to ask an underage wizard to practice the Unforgivable Curses and their countermeasures in a first-hand way - it was simply not a normal approach.

If this plan had not come from Dumbledore and Lynn, he would have sent that person to St. Mungo's.

"I understand how you feel, Kingsley." Lynn said calmly, "I designed this plan. We don't need Harry to carry out any mission, but we must get rid of the thing in his head as soon as possible. The most direct way is of course to sacrifice him, but we can't do that, so we must find all possible ways to separate the two souls, which requires Harry's soul to become stronger as soon as possible."

"I need your full cooperation, Kingsley." Dumbledore also became serious. "Lynn and I will also be involved later. There is no time for us to hesitate. Do you understand?"

Kingsley was his man through and through, so these words could only come from his mouth.

This was Lynn's plan as well as the Order of the Phoenix's.

For anything related to Harry, Dumbledore wanted himself or the Order of the Phoenix, whom he trusted, to take the lead. This was one of his greatest obsessions.

Hearing Dumbledore's tone, this seemingly good-tempered, but actually very principled Auror could only nod slightly and said with a wry smile:

"I know why you didn't let Brian do this job. It's really hard to do..."

Chapter 428 Auror Skills

Lin En certainly knew that this was a difficult task, but he also knew the feasibility and operability of this approach.

After all, Harry was the one who was able to effectively resist the Imperius Curse the first time he faced it, and could easily learn the Cruciatus Curse, even with fragments of Voldemort's soul. This also showed a very rare magical talent and spiritual foundation.

It is difficult to succeed in dealing with Voldemort by ordinary means. Only by taking an unconventional approach can you achieve miraculous results.

Dumbledore also understood this.

And this is not without basis - as the wizard who perhaps knows the most about the Cruciatus Curse in the world, Lynn, who has treated the Longbottoms for more than ten years, had already discovered it.

Although his two close friends were now in a state of confusion, their shattered spiritual worlds had not collapsed. Instead, they possessed considerable power, enough to even stir up a storm that would have frightened Lin En two years ago.

This fully illustrates the growth path of spiritual power.

The two hit it off immediately, and the burden fell on Kingsley, leaving him speechless and able to bear the responsibility silently.

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The next morning, Harry, who was so excited that he hadn't slept well the night before, finished packing before daybreak and paced around the dormitory and the common room restlessly.

This wait is not short.

After finally waiting for the appointed time, he hurried out and ran through the still empty castle corridor. When he arrived at Kingsley's office, his forehead was sweating.

He was so excited that he didn't notice that shortly after he left, Ron, who was still sleeping in the dormitory, suddenly got out of bed, quietly put on his clothes and followed him out.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

"Professor Shacklebolt, my name is Harry Potter."

"Come in, Potter, you've arrived just in time, we can eat and talk."

Kingsley, who was mentally prepared, led Harry into the house, where the house-elf brought him a steaming hot breakfast.

But Harry didn't have much appetite. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to ask: "Professor, you said you could help me become an Auror, is that true?"

"Of course it's true." Kingsley laughed dumbly, "I can teach you some Auror knowledge and skills, just like your Professor Eric did to Travers."

"Travers? So Professor Eric taught him these? But I remember he is not an Auror." Harry said a little confusedly.

"He is indeed not an Auror, but at least one-third of the Aurors in the Ministry of Magic have a very good relationship with him." Kingsley smiled, "And he is probably more capable than any Auror I know."

"...So that's how it is." Harry blinked, feeling a little surprised, but also feeling that it made sense.

"Let's not talk about him for now. Let's talk about yourself. Why do you want to be an Auror? Because it looks cool?" Kingsley asked.

"Aurors can fight criminals, and that... ahem! There are still many bad guys still at large, plotting all kinds of conspiracies."

Harry subconsciously wanted to say that Voldemort was not dead yet, but he quickly swallowed the words back.

He knew that he couldn't talk about this matter casually, even if the other party was an Auror who looked very righteous.

Kingsley knew what he wanted to say, but he deliberately didn't point it out. He nodded and said, "This is a very noble ideal."

He picked up a small piece of bread and handed it over. "But Auror is not a job that can be done with just ideals. On average, we have colleagues who die in the line of duty every one or two years."

"I will study magic hard, Professor." Harry looked at him seriously, took the bread and took a big bite.

"Of course, I believe you will do that." Kingsley smiled, "and can do it."

His tone was sincere, and it made Harry feel relieved.

After a comfortable breakfast, the two men left the office with their stomachs filled and walked to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom not far away, where several dummies had been placed in advance.

Harry had seen this kind of scene at Lynn's and Lupin's places, so it was not unfamiliar to him.