The years of welding at Hogwarts

That was the annual ghost-scare session for freshmen. The unscrupulous old students at Hogwarts had seen it many times, but they were still full of interest in it.

At the Slytherin table, Draco looked at the faculty table on the podium with great curiosity. After going through rounds of recruitment, there were obviously many new faces in the Hogwarts faculty team now than before.

Gilderoy Lockhart, who is as gorgeous as a sea bull, bah, and a peacock.

With gloomy faces and looking even more gloomy than Snape, it is hard not to suspect that these two are twin brothers of the cold-blooded killer Bucky Barnes.

A fat old man with a silly smile, if he didn't have hair, he would look like Maitreya Buddha.

"Noah, look!" Draco shook Noah's shoulders excitedly, "The professor's arm is made of metal!"

Noah didn't even raise his head when he heard Draco's words. "That's Professor Bucky Barnes, the acting professor of Muggle Studies in the new semester."

The original professor of Muggle Studies had already sent Noah to the Secret Service Academy under S.H.I.E.L.D. in the name of academic exchange to learn Muggle knowledge.

I hope she can climb out of the four Muggle sinkholes of biochemistry, environmental science and materials science in her lifetime. Even if she does, there are still endless basic subjects such as mathematics and physics waiting for her.

“He has such cool arms!”

Although Draco had heard about some of the things his father and Noah had done together, and Noah also intended to train him to be the devil's right-hand man, Lucius did not want his child to be too involved in the darkness of the magical world before he grew up.

Therefore, Draco had never met Bucky, even though Bucky and Lucius had collaborated many times.

"Is that the technology of Muggles? There is no magical fluctuation, and there is no trace of alchemy. Can it be driven by Muggle technology alone?"

Looking at Bucky's stern face, Draco suddenly became a little interested in the Muggle Studies class that Noah mentioned.

“The new professor’s class is definitely interesting.”

Hearing Draco's naive words, Noah raised a malicious smile at the corner of his mouth. When he thought about the military training activities that Professor McGonagall would announce after the meal, Noah couldn't help but reveal a hint of anticipation on his face.

Ah, silly Draco, just be happy a little longer.

The new professor's Muggle Studies class is certainly interesting. The teaching content is all arranged by Noah for Bucky. How can it not be interesting when the teaching materials and teaching plans are personally compiled by Lord Shafrin?

What is Muggle Art Appreciation?

Art is a blast!

However, what is more interesting is not the Muggle Studies class, but the one-month military training before all students start formal classes. The famous Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes will serve as the chief instructor.

As time passed, the food on the table was rapidly decreasing, and in the end, only a pile of cold leftovers were left of the delicious dishes.

When most of the students were already rubbing their bellies contentedly, the food residue on their plates were suddenly cleared away, replaced by a wide variety of desserts.

Apple pie, fried jam donuts, syrup fruit tarts, chocolate trifle...

Puddings and ice creams of various flavors, strawberry, mango, blueberry...

When the desserts on the plates were quickly eaten by the students, and finally all the plates and knives and forks were removed by the house-elves, Professor McGonagall stood up from her seat.

"First of all, welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start a new school year."

Thousands of candles suspended from the ceiling made Professor McGonagall's eyes sparkle. "I know that everyone has experienced a long journey today. Even though the sumptuous dinner has replenished your physical strength, you are all mentally exhausted."

"But before everyone goes back to their dormitories to sleep, I hope that you can be patient for a few minutes and listen to me announce a few important things..."

At this point, Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and said, "This year, we are pleased to have several new professors joining our team."

"The first is Professor Horace Slughorn, who will be the professor of Potions for fifth to seventh year students at Hogwarts for a long time to come."

At the faculty and staff dining table, a chubby professor stood up with a big smile on his face. His huge size and smiling round face made him look like a plump walrus. Compared with a real walrus, he was only a little short of having someone use a "teeth-like club" on him.

As the former head of Slytherin House, Horace Slughorn's arrival received a warm response from Slytherin House.

But it wasn't just the Slytherin students who were clapping. Even the Gryffindor students were clapping hard, especially the senior students above the fifth year.

Although most of them didn't know Horace Slughorn, after all, the fat walrus had been retired for decades.

But this did not mean that they welcomed Horace's arrival.

The little lions don’t care about that. No matter who you are, even if you are Slytherin himself, as long as you can squeeze out that gloomy old bat, you are my half-brother!

There was no change in the Potions Science from the first to the fourth grade. If there was any change, it was that the temporary Potions Science professor who was newly hired had the temporary title removed from his position and finally became a full-time employee after half a year of assessment.

After the students' discussion quieted down a little, Professor McGonagall announced another trump card.

"And Professor Snape will teach the Magical Offense and Defense class."

The Gryffindor students were no longer happy, and their cheers turned into wails.

Unlike the Potions class, which only requires students to learn how to make a pot of delicious soup in a cauldron, magical offense and defense requires students to use some more dangerous offensive spells.

If Snape continued to teach the Potions class as before, the greatest torture that these Gryffindors would suffer in class would be the ruthless venom of the old bat and the explosion of the cauldron due to improper operation.

Under Snape's sharp tongue, most of the Gryffindor students have developed extremely strong psychological qualities.

No matter how Snape sprayed venom, as long as they took care of the potion in the crucible in front of them quietly and were prepared to release the Shield Charm in the instant the pot exploded, there would not be much danger.

Not everyone has the explosive genius talent that can make all magic add 200% explosion splash damage.

Not everyone can successfully create a huge explosion that perfectly covers the entire classroom and sends half of the students in the classroom directly to the school infirmary in their first Potions class at Hogwarts.

It was just a mere explosion. For some of the Gryffindor students who had already developed super fast reaction speeds, they didn't even need to use the Shield Charm. They could have avoided it by just dodging to the side in time.

But magical attack and defense are different.

As the name of this course suggests, what students learn in this course is how to hit people and how to be hit.

There is no need to say much about the former. The process of beating people is naturally a happy thing.

But getting beaten is not pleasant at all.

When Flitwick and Snape taught the course together, their teaching styles were completely opposite, but their teaching content was extremely similar.

If you want to learn how to attack and defend, practice is the best teacher.

So their teaching method was to ask students to come forward in groups of three or four and attack them, using all the offensive spells they knew except black magic.

Of course, during this process, the professors did not just stand there stupidly and take the beatings with the Shield Charm, they would also fight back.

It's just that they will restrain their strength a little when counterattacking.

At least Professor Flitwick was restrained.

Although every student who walked out of his class was beaten to a pulp during class, it wasn't actually that painful. There wasn't even a bruise on their bodies.

When they were knocked away by the Disarming Charm, Professor Flitwick would considerately use Transfiguration to create a large piece of soft sponge pad at the point where they landed, which was large enough to catch them.

But Snape was different.

When facing the Gryffindor students, not only did this grim old bat not have any power to use the disarming spell, but he would also just stand there indifferently and watch the students who were knocked away fall heavily to the ground.

It is said that only through rigorous training can one learn real skills.

So much so that when the little lions of Gryffindor walked out of Snape's magic attack and defense class, they often had bruises on their faces.

Swollen.

Therefore, instead of transferring Snape to teach magical offense and defense, it would be better to let Snape come back to continue teaching them Potions full-time. At least Gryffindor can still survive with their bodies intact.

Chapter 284 The Demon King and His Followers

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall didn't announce all bad news.

"Charms classes for fourth years and below will be taught by Professor Remus Lupin."

Thanks to the wolfsbane potion invented by Damcos Belby, Lupin can now finally get rid of the word "temporary" hanging in front of his professorship.

However, the current wolfsbane potion is not perfect yet. It can only allow a werewolf to remain sane while transforming, but it cannot completely prevent a werewolf from transforming on a full moon night.

Therefore, even if Professor McGonagall intended to let Lupin take over the magic attack and defense of the lower grades, Lupin would not be able to take on too much workload for the time being.

Last year, Lupin's outstanding performance in teaching lower grade Charms classes won him warm applause from the four colleges.

Looking at all the students in the audience cheering enthusiastically and welcoming him to officially join the Hogwarts faculty and staff, the displaced old wolf couldn't help but burst into tears.

He stood up and bowed deeply to the students, "Thank you!"

Looking at Lupin's appearance, Professor McGonagall's smile grew even wider.

"In addition, we would like to welcome Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, who has kindly agreed to fill the Defence Against the Dark Arts class."

The smile on Professor McGonagall's face had a hint of ill intention at some point. During the more than half a month of working with Noah, the now older cat girl also became more sinister.

No, older cat girls have always had the potential to be evil, but they have not shown it because they are role models.

Until she saw some of Noah's tricks, such as pulling a scapegoat to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and then starting a new course called Magic Offense and Defense in addition to the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, the content of which was similar to the Defense Against the Dark Arts course...

This fucking thing is still done this way! ?

Look, Snape is still alive and well after a whole school year of coaching.

As for the former Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, poor Quirinus Quirrell, I don't know if it was because he was under the double curse of two courses at the same time, but he was reduced to ashes before the halfway point of the semester.

After so many years of filling the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, the power of the curse has been greatly weakened. At least there has been no major accident of professor's death in Hogwarts in the past ten years.

But Quirinus not only surpassed his predecessors, but also achieved the glorious achievement of dying without a complete body.

Although his predecessors who unfortunately died in the line of duty were dead, at least there was a body left to be buried and mourned by people.

However, Quirrell not only skipped the cremation of the body, he even omitted the process.

To this day, the elementary particles that made up Quirrell's body are floating somewhere in the Forbidden Forest. Perhaps they have been blown across most of the United Kingdom by the Scottish wind.

Professor McGonagall exclaimed, "Wow, this guy is so good."

Then, she followed Noah and became bad.

Hearing his name being called out, Lockhart stood up in a very showy manner and showed the students below the podium his standard smile that he had practiced for a long time, with eight teeth showing just the right amount.

Unfortunately, among the students of Hogwarts, few people pay attention to him except for some of his die-hard fans.

At the awarding ceremony at Merlin Memorial Hall, Lockhart's "soul tumble" was not enough to overshadow the three first-class medal winners and make the headlines of the Daily Prophet.

But his fall was so funny that the Daily Prophet used half of the third page to post the photo of him slipping.

It would be hard for him not to become famous now.

The vast majority of Hogwarts students think he is a clown who is seeking to attract attention. Only a small number of students who have been brainwashed by his writings still firmly believe in their pigeons.

After introducing the changes to the professors, Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and signaled the students to be quiet.

Her voice gradually became more serious.

"Before I announce the changes to the Muggle Studies class, I hope you can calm down and listen to me patiently."

"Even if you are a student from a Muggle family, I think you should have heard about the horrific disaster that happened in London some time ago."

There was a whisper in the hall, and all the students were discussing in low voices why Professor McGonagall brought up this matter. Even the newly enrolled Muggle wizards had seen reports of the horrific disaster on TV.

"You who study at Hogwarts will become a vital part of the wizarding world and will be integrated into the larger environment of the wizarding world in the near future. I believe that each of you has the right to know the situation that the wizarding world will face in the future..."

At this moment, Fawkes, the deputy headmaster of Hogwarts, who was sitting behind the dining table, suddenly stood up, holding a skull connected to a hose in her hand.

Fox put the respirator-like thing at the end of the hose on his nose, took a deep breath, and then

A cloud of slightly misty smoke came out of his mouth.

Looking at Fox's operation, Professor McGonagall had several black lines on her forehead.

This fat turkey could obviously use magic to create the illusion that she was going to show to her students, but Fox chose this way.

People who don’t know would think that this was the site of the large-scale saint preaching by the Witch Party at Père Lachaise Cemetery.

The rising smoke formed a huge phantom above the heads of all the students.

Looking down from a high altitude, the bustling city with countless lights on in the night is like a starry sky map on the dark earth.

But this thriving scene was turned into ruins by the steel beasts that were rampaging across the plains the next second after the picture shifted.

The rolling steel tracks rolled over the broken bricks and tiles on the ruins.

The jet fighters whizzing through the sky revealed the missiles mounted in the bomb bay on their bellies, and one missile after another cut through the sky, pushed by the tail of hot flames.

Armed soldiers with guns in hand marched silently on the road and planted their battle flags on top of the ruined buildings.

An enormous mushroom cloud, emitting a heat wave that could destroy everything, slowly rose on the distant horizon...

This was originally the footage of the non-magical World War II that Grindelwald showed to the wizarding public during his speech at Père Lachaise Cemetery.

However, with Noah's upgrades and modifications, those old tanks from World War II have been upgraded to modern main battle tanks, and those propeller fighters flying across the sky have also become more advanced jet fighters.

"I think those of you who have read the Daily Prophet should all know that the mastermind behind the disaster in London was a wizard."

Professor McGonagall looked around at the students' faces, watching the students whispering, and then she slowly threw out an even heavier depth charge, which exploded in the auditorium.

"But the Daily Prophet didn't tell you that Muggles are involved in all this."