A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 116 Substitute Professor

Regarding what happened that night, the young wizards at Hogwarts had different opinions and opinions.

Some people think that the evil dark wizard broke into the school and not only set fire to the Forbidden Forest, but also killed Professor Quirrell. Ron Weasley of Gryffindor plausibly claimed that he saw someone in the Forbidden Forest that night

Bury something, maybe a corpse or something.

Some people insist that Professor Quirrell is the guy who set the fire. He is actually a terrible vampire who sneaked into the school to secretly suck blood. After being discovered, he fled in fear of crime.

Many people felt that Professor Quirrell had been replaced before Christmas, as evidenced by the sudden change in his behavior during that time. They firmly believed that this guy with ulterior motives had achieved his goal, and was viciously stalking the castle.

He released something deadly inside, and finally arrogantly set fire to the Forbidden Forest and escaped.

No matter what, the ones who feel the most hurt are the girls from the Quirrell Protection Association who have always enthusiastically protected the professor's romance. They don't want to believe that they have been deceived, and recently they have been reluctant to join each other to keep warm.

With Quirrell missing, the Weasley twins' bet also came to an end. All the joke products they had made before were confiscated by Professor McGonagall, and they returned to their penniless home after losing all their money.

State. The twins who failed to gain any income were like mourning their heirs. They thought about making money all day long until their eyes were red.

Peeves, who has upgraded his prank methods, has lost his favorite prank target and recently started to think about washing Professor Snape's hair. But Snape is not easy to mess with. Once, he directly followed the not-so-smart prank mechanism to find

After catching Peeves and giving him a severe lesson, Peeves walked around him and concentrated on causing trouble for Mr. Filch, the castle administrator.

Of course, the students soon had no intention of paying attention to these after-dinner conversations. They were attracted by a more important news: Mr. Albus Dumbledore will temporarily take over as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!

After hearing the news, the excited chatter of the little wizards seemed to knock down the ceiling of the castle. Dumbledore is the greatest wizard today, and he has not taught for many years, even for the little wizards who usually don't like to learn.

I also have a strong interest and expectation in this course.

With everyone's eager anticipation, they finally received Dumbledore's first lesson.

"Hurry up! Class starts in fifteen minutes!" Before the class started, Daphne fell into a state of excitement, and two clusters of crimson appeared on her milk-white cheeks.

Harry no longer cared about what Blaise was saying, and looked at Owen who was pacing slowly with some resentment. He really envied Owen for being so calm no matter what happened.

But so what if it makes sense, people will not always do the right thing, and what is wrong in the eyes of others is not the right path for oneself?

Owen stared at the wand in his hand in a daze. Even though he was getting deeper and deeper into the path of dark magic, he had to admit that what Dumbledore said... made sense.

"Please come in." Several people said together.

Until another study group gathering, the little wizards were still chatting about this topic in the classroom.

When the class was about to begin, Dumbledore walked in with a smile. He was wearing a bright purple robe, dotted with silver star patterns, a pointed hat of the same color on his head, and a long white beard.

Neatly and in high spirits.

"Meow..." Melete lay on Owen's shoulder, her golden eyes fixed on the majestic big bird, her back arched, and her two little paws moved back and forth unconsciously, as if to lift the bird.

The swaying tail feathers of the phoenix serve as a cat-teasing stick.

"Don't worry too much about understanding the theory here. Many unknown places can be made up with your thoughts..." Owen said casually, "Actually, this technique requires a strong will to control, so the applicability is not that great.

It can only be used to speed up the release of some simple spells, and is not suitable for advanced spells that require higher concentration."

"Dumbledore is so busy..." Owen thought casually as he followed the crowd unhurriedly.

"Owen, did you learn the magic to resist the curse last time?" Blaise came over and asked, "I still can't figure it out..."

The smile on Owen's face broke a little. It was a highly advanced white magic. Although it involved relatively little theoretical knowledge, it involved more advanced uses of positive emotions like the Patronus Charm. He couldn't learn it...

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people gathered over and sat obediently waiting for him to explain. Even Harry came over eagerly, but he didn't fully grasp the spell.

"But doesn't it match the content of Mr. Dumbledore's last lesson? Use some simple and effective spells to achieve unexpected effects." Hermione said while writing and drawing in her thick notebook.

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"Owen, have you figured out the trick to speed up the casting of spells?" Hermione bit her lip and said, frowning tightly, "There are a few points that I can't always figure out. I looked through them in the library.

I have read "Analysis of Advanced Curse Theory", "Thinking and Deduction of Curse", "The Evolution of Ancient and Modern Curse Theory"... I couldn't find a similar theory in more than a dozen books. I feel that some key points must have been missed."

"You said there are still fifteen minutes until class starts..." Draco looked uninterested, but the pace he involuntarily accelerated still revealed his inner anticipation.

"Indeed." Owen smiled and nodded. However, when faced with a powerful enough wizard, these clever tricks will hardly work. One's own strength is the most reliable.

All the students suddenly fell silent, and the auditorium instantly changed from chaos to order.

"But the principal's class is a large-scale open class. If we don't go to the auditorium early to occupy seats, we will have to sit at the back of this class." Daphne grabbed Pansy's hand, and the speed of her feet became faster and faster,

"Everyone from grades one to three is taking it together... I really want to listen to the open classes he gives to grades four, five, and six and seven."

"Oh, I understand!" Blaise suddenly clenched his fist and hammered his palm, and said with a look of realization, "The principal must have become interested in teaching Harry and wants to indulge in the addiction of being a professor again!"

"I have heard from senior students that the principal has often appeared in the auditorium in the past few years. Maybe he is particularly busy this year..." Daphne said, suddenly looking at the bustling crowd in front of her and shouting: "Oh, no!

Oh, why did they come so early!"

This is not only a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but also a class on persuading people to withdraw from the Dark Arts. Of course, the importance of "courage" and "determination" are also indispensable.

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Under Dumbledore's explanations and demonstrations, simple little spells in his hands can turn rotten magic into magic, which opened the students' eyes and expanded their thinking and horizons. Even Owen felt that

When inspiration strikes, of course, he will also lead the students to learn several very useful spells. These simple and effective spells can also play a great role in critical moments.

At this moment, the classroom door was suddenly knocked, and the "bang bang bang" knocking sound reached everyone's ears slowly.

Along with the crowd, a group of people poured into the newly decorated auditorium. The long tables in the auditorium disappeared and were arranged like a lecture theater with bright red curtains hanging around. Although they arrived early enough

, but a group of people only grabbed the seats in the middle of the classroom, and the front was already bustling with students talking to each other.

Under the disappointed and expectant eyes of the young wizards, Dumbledore used a calm tone of voice to lead everyone to understand the enemy they were facing - black magic. He quoted from many sources and cited various examples from the past and present.

Let students understand how different types of dark forces infringe and the best ways to deal with them...

Owen raised his eyes and met Harry's resentful gaze. He raised his eyebrows and shook his head in amusement. He had to admit that it was quite interesting to watch Harry fighting Voldemort in his imagination all day long.

"Ah?" Harry, who had been a little distracted, looked over blankly. Ever since he learned that the real Philosopher's Stone had been stolen, he had been in a state of excitement and trembling for the past few days. He felt like there was a tremor above his head.

There was a guillotine about to fall, as if Voldemort was about to break in at any moment.

Owen quickly finished explaining his understanding, and then watched others practice with enthusiasm. He himself opened an advanced theory book on magic and thought about it on his own.

The spell to resist curses is indeed very useful. It is a passive spell that can resist many unpredictable curses. Although the resistance ability is related to the wizard's own level, it is important enough. Especially after coming into contact with a curse master like Voldemort, Owen

Very interested in spells to ward off curses.

"I can only teach you how to protect yourself from evil forces, teach you how to recognize, face and resist them, and use the simplest and most effective way to deal with them..."

"I finally feel the fun of Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but it's a pity that the principal will only take the class for two months..." Daphne said, blinking her blue eyes gently.

As if sensing Blaise's strong will, Phoenix looked over with bright black eyes, glared at him humanely, and then turned away haughtily.

"To be honest, it's quite surprising that the principal can take time out of his busy schedule to teach us, isn't it?" Blaise put on a thoughtful expression, "The principal is a very busy man. He is a very busy man this year.

The number of times he appeared in front of us can be counted on one hand, and I once thought that there was no principal at Hogwarts."

An open class seemed to end in the blink of an eye. The students left with some reluctance, chatting excitedly along the way. Everyone felt that they had gained a lot.

"A phoenix!" Blaise stared closely at the colorful tail feathers and couldn't help licking his lips, as if he wanted to go up and pluck out a feather. "You know, I think such beautiful feathers are stuck in

It must look great on a hat…”

"You brave little guy." Owen smiled, smoothed Melet's hair, and sat farther away from Harry.

Dumbledore hasn't come yet. There is a majestic golden-red bird on the front desk, pacing slowly, with its head raised high, and its golden beak and talons shine in the light.

The beautiful tail feathers were swaying on the table.

For example, when faced with a malicious spell, it is more useful to avoid or hide behind a cover than to face it head-on with some difficult-to-cast defensive spells. Of course, you can also flexibly use the knowledge you have to create favorable conditions for yourself.

, for example, a lighting spell can disrupt vision at critical moments, and a floating spell can help you defend or attack.

"Okay, let me talk about the theory of this curse..." Owen said, tapping the tabletop gently.

But he couldn't learn it, so he could only absorb the concepts and turn to black magic to find a solution. In fact, there are many spells in black magic that can deal with curses, although the ideas are completely different.

Black magic tends to counterattack harshly when dealing with curses, or transfer the curse to others.

He told this matter to Owen, the only one who knew all the truth, but Owen's expression at that time was as if he was listening to him talking about what he had eaten today, which made him feel even more depressed.

Hermione looked up from her notebook with a troubled expression on her face. She was always not very good at magic that required the use of emotions. It was always more difficult for rational people to master them than for those who were prone to emotions.

"You must be thinking that maybe you can learn a few profound and powerful spells from me to defeat hateful enemies, or learn some gorgeous and difficult skills to allow you to calmly deal with dangerous invasions." Deng

Bullido smiled mischievously, "But what I want to say is that none of the above will be included in this class..."

"Welcome! Welcome everyone to my classroom! It is the happiest thing to be able to stand on this podium in my lifetime and face faces full of curiosity." Dumbledore said with bright eyes.

He said slowly, and finally wiped the corners of his eyes emotionally.

The old man with a gray beard poked his head in from outside the door and said with a smile: "I hope I didn't disturb your party?"

The atmosphere of this class is not heavy, and the content is very interesting, but the students can always feel the cruelty and evil of black magic from the witty words. Dumbledore did not forcefully instill what is right and what is wrong throughout the course.

Yes, but the more objective he spoke, the more the little wizards hated those real evils - just as no one is born evil, people are always born toward the sun.

"Dumbledore!"

"headmaster!"

Amid exclamations of surprise and guilt, Blaise secretly stuffed his magic tricks into his schoolbag. Daphne was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet. Draco pretended to throw his magic tricks on the ground casually.

The ball of paper was kicked under the table, Hermione was stroking her hair in a hurry, while Crabbe and Goyle were hurriedly hiding their snacks...

Dumbledore took in all this with a smile, and the smile on his face became even wider.

(End of chapter)