The years of welding at Hogwarts

This made a lot of sense. Even with Dumbledore's experience, he couldn't think of any rebuttal for a moment.

No matter how you look at it, letting a professor with profound magical powers like Snape deal with Voldemort has a better chance of success than letting a little kid like Harry who can't even cast a single spell face Voldemort.

……

When the people in the office were in a stalemate, no one noticed that in the battlefield that was razed to the ground yesterday, wisps of black air quietly emerged from the soil and gathered in the air to form a shadow.

Blurred face.

The blurred face stared towards the direction of Hogwarts Castle with a resentful expression.

"Noah Shafrin, very good, I will remember you..."

boom!

A loud bang startled countless birds.

The 12-gauge shotgun shell penetrated the back of Voldemort's head but did not cause any substantial damage. It simply penetrated the intangible black mist and sank directly into the soil behind it.

Hearing the roar from behind, the black mist face transformed from the fragment of Voldemort's soul turned around suddenly, let out a sharp howl, and then rushed towards the figure who fired the black gun from behind.

But with the little remaining strength Voldemort had at this moment, he could only use noise to cause some insignificant mental damage to Bucky.

Looking at the black mist gradually disappearing in the sky, Bucky took off the black mask on his face, put his fingers in his mouth and whistled loudly.

An owl came up to him, flapping its wings.

After stuffing a small written note into a bamboo tube and tying it to the owl's feet and letting the owl fly into the sky, Buggy turned and left the silent battlefield.

Chapter 75: Xiuluo, er, Shura Field! ?

By the time Noah returned to the hall, Shirley and Hermione had calmed down after confirming that Noah was safe.

Noah sat down at the Slytherin table. Shirley hesitated for a long time, but in the end, out of girlish modesty, she did not go over.

But the next moment, Shirley couldn't sit still anymore.

Seeing Noah chatting and laughing with other girls, Shirley, who had previously acted as if she didn't care much about it, suddenly had a distorted expression for some reason.

The metal cutlery in the girl's hand quietly bent under the magic power emitted by her excited emotions.

Obviously...

It was obviously me who came first!

Dumbledore's arrival put an end to the girl's idea of ​​changing the table.

When Dumbledore stepped into the hall, all the students' eyes involuntarily focused on the old man, hoping to hear from him some news about what happened last night.

Standing on the podium at the front of the hall, Dumbledore's gaze slowly swept across the faces below that were looking at him, and then stayed in the direction of Slytherin House for a few seconds.

"Please be quiet." The chattering in the auditorium suddenly disappeared.

After thinking for a while, Dumbledore showed a trace of sadness on his face, "Here, I want to announce a sad news to you all."

"Our beloved Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Quirinus Quirrell, unfortunately passed away in the attack last night."

Dumbledore didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed when he talked nonsense, and his face didn't even blush.

"In order to protect the tranquility and peace of Hogwarts, he and the frenzied attackers perished together. He saw through the attackers' plot and took them to the Forbidden Forest. Both of them were killed in the explosion."

He raised the goblet of pumpkin juice on the table. "To Quirinus Quirrell."

Although shocked by the news, the students followed Dumbledore's example and raised the goblets in front of them.

The noisy voices in the auditorium converged into the same sentence:

"To Professor Quirrell!"

Everyone was immersed in the shock of how quickly the curse of this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship had come true, and the sadness of losing a professor who was not a very good teacher.

Only Noah, who knew the inside story, reached one hand under the table and pinched his thigh to avoid laughing out loud in the atmosphere created by Dumbledore.

After mourning for the "heroic sacrifice" of Professor Quirrell, Dumbledore announced another piece of news that the students were very concerned about.

That is the follow-up to the Defense Against the Dark Arts course.

"Due to Professor Quirrell's death, I have to announce that this semester's Defense Against the Dark Arts class will be suspended indefinitely."

If it weren't for the previous sad atmosphere, some students might have cheered by now.

"but……"

As soon as Dumbledore changed the subject, the students stopped laughing.

"Considering the special circumstances of this semester, after careful discussion between me and a group of professors, we have decided to start a new practical course called [Magic Attack and Defense] next Monday."

"The teachers for this course are temporarily rotated between Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick."

There was an immediate wailing from the Gryffindor table.

No matter what course it is, for them, as long as it is taught by Snape, it is not a good course.

In contrast to Gryffindor who was immersed in sorrow, Slytherin didn't care about the news of Quirrell's death, and there was a warm applause at the table.

For the first time ever, a satisfied smile appeared on Snape's lips.

These students may not know what this so-called [Magic Offense and Defense] course is.

But before opening a new course, how could Dumbledore not discuss the specific teaching content of the course with his professor?

Although it has a new name, its essence is the Defense Against the Dark Arts that Snape had been thinking about before.

However, the arrangement of this course has a small flaw for Snape.

Then

The Potions courses for the seven years at Hogwarts were so full that he had to share this course with Professor Flitwick to replace the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts course.

In the form of odd and even weeks.

But he got what he wanted, which is better than nothing.

After Dumbledore announced the news, dinner officially began in the Great Hall. Shirley was able to leave the Ravenclaw table and took Hermione to the Slytherin table.

"Go on your way."

Looking at Draco who was sitting next to Noah, Shirley spoke expressionlessly.

Faced with such a domineering blood-red pepper, Draco could only nod his head in agreement and quickly gave up his seat to the invisible big sister of Slytherin College.

Before giving up his seat, he did not forget to pull up Blaise Zabini, who was sitting on the other side of Noah, so that Hermione could sit on the other side of Noah.

This speechless action attracted Noah's death gaze, but Draco acted as if he didn't see it and left the battlefield that could become a Shura field on his own.

Although Shirley was aggressive when she ordered Draco to move, when Draco really gave up his seat, she felt embarrassed to sit down.

In the foyer outside the auditorium, she had a lot to say to Noah, but unfortunately Noah was taken away by Snape, and she didn't have time to finish her words.

Now she had the chance to say it, but she couldn't.

A shy blush appeared on her face, and all the words in her heart melted into just one sentence -

"Are you okay? Where are you?"

"Fortunately, no injuries."

Noah answered briefly and then changed the subject.

"Why are you two here? Sit wherever you want."

"us……"

Shirley still didn't sit down, and the blush on her face due to shyness became more obvious.

She stuttered for a long time before coming up with a lame excuse, "I just wanted to ask you, Dumbledore just asked you, have you heard any news about the new course?"

Gemma Farley, who was sitting opposite Noah, glanced at the adopted son of Dean Snape beside her, then glanced at the dean's daughter standing not far away, and an inexplicable look appeared on her face.

These two people who are not related by blood...

That's a bit interesting.

"Little sister, you should ask your father about this kind of question. He is the professor of the new course."

Gemma emphasized the word "little sister" in her tone, and her eyes wandered provocatively across Shirley's ordinary chest.

Shirley's cute face, which was originally shy and timid, suddenly became so cold that it was almost as cold as her godfather's.

She slowly lowered her head and saw the tip of her feet sticking out from the flat plain.

Her deathly gaze slowly moved from her toes to Gemma's face, which was cold but charming and hostile, and then moved to the tall hills below.

Her eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a bit of ferocity.

Noticing Shirley's appearance, Noah's heart trembled violently, and a sense of vigilance arose spontaneously, as if a sharp sword would rush towards the back of his neck from the direction of the faculty seat at any time.

He quietly accumulated magic power and prepared to release the magic shield.

At the same time, he was also afraid that the troublemaker senior student sitting opposite him would splash blood onto the food on the plate in front of him.

He fought all night last night and hasn't had time to eat yet.

However, this bloody scene with blood splattered on the spot did not happen in the end.

Because the little angel Hermione seemed to smell danger, she reached out and held her best friend's arm, preventing her from pulling out the wand from her sleeve, thus preventing a dispute from happening.

Noah raised his arm and wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

If he guessed correctly, the scene before his eyes should be the legendary——

Shame on you, bah, Shura field.

I didn't expect that such a funny scene that I could only see in novels in my previous life with a smile on my face would actually happen to me today.

But why?

It would be fine if it was a young lady like Gemma who did not hide her utilitarianism and ambition, but what was Shirley doing?

Noah is very confident about his appearance in this life.

But he was not confident enough to think that he could attract girls to throw themselves at him just by relying on his looks and the steely straight man temperament that had kept him in the womb for three lifetimes.

In this life, he finally became a capitalist, and he should have relied on his money to pick up girls.

Noah ate the following breakfast with great trepidation.

It is said that it is easy to hide from a gun but difficult to guard against an arrow. He felt that during this meal, the entire table was filled with flying arrows that could take his life without him even noticing.

Coupled with the deadly gazes that were shot at him from time to time from the faculty and staff table in the distance, Noah's already difficult situation became even worse.

So he just hurriedly ate a bowl of pumpkin porridge and ran away, planning to find another time to go to the kitchen and have a good meal.

Watching Noah disappear outside the auditorium door, Gemma and Shirley no longer had the heart to continue eating.

Gemma's face

With a smile like that of a winner, he walked briskly towards the exit of the auditorium.

When she passed by Shirley at the door of the auditorium, she suddenly stopped, leaned down slightly, and put her rosy lips close to Shirley's ear.

"If you like a boy as outstanding as him, you should take action as soon as possible to win him over."

Shirley's face immediately turned as red as a ripe apple. "You, you, you, what are you talking about!"

"That kind of guy! Who would be interested in him?"

"In that case," Gemma's curve of the corners of her mouth became more obvious, and she exuded the pride of having succeeded in her evil plan from head to toe, "then I won't be polite?"

"You!" Shirley had just uttered one syllable when she quickly covered her mouth.

She was so smart that she just realized at this moment that she had been fooled!

Gemma just smiled and continued to walk away.

Watching Gemma's figure disappear on the marble steps outside the door, Shirley stomped her foot heavily on the ground angrily.

The thick soles of the calfskin shoes fell on the stone floor with a dull sound.

At the entrance of the auditorium, Hermione, with a silly look on her face, looked at her steam-girl best friend with a blushing face, and suddenly a glimmer of enlightenment came to her ignorant heart.

Chapter 76 Magical Attack and Defense

As the teaching work at Hogwarts gradually got on track, the course pressure on students gradually increased.

Especially after the reform suggestions that Noah proposed to Dumbledore were seriously discussed and passed by a group of professors, life became increasingly difficult for the students.

The most obvious impact is that students have less and less spare time.