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An invisible magic barrier appeared in Kyle's hands.

The toad Laifu, whose body surface was covered with a layer of sticky and unknown bodily fluids, had his fate choked by the air.

Seeing his clam master fall into the clutches of the little devil, Neville was a little confused.

It wasn't until Kyle explained his thoughts to him that Neville felt relieved...

Take it easy with the hammer.

Neville immediately panicked when he heard that Kyle was going to perform some dangerous black magic transformation on his clam master.

But seeing the confident look on the little devil's face, Neville swallowed back the words "I don't want to be a Jinchuuriki" that were on his lips.

"Um, how long is it going to take?"

"It won't take long," Kyle summoned his suitcase and threw Leif in. "It won't take more than one class to get it done."

Kyle took the Gryffindor schedule that Hermione had placed on the table and glanced at it casually.

"You don't have classes in the afternoon. I'll come find you then."

The confused look on Neville's face became even worse. Wasn't Professor Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon? Why was there no class?

But Kyle didn't give Neville any chance to speak, and just turned around and left.

If Kyle could hear Neville's thoughts, then he would definitely tell Neville like this——

Umbridge? Who is that? Is that a professor from our school?

What? She teaches Defense Against the Dark Arts?

When did our school offer this course? Hasn’t it always been a magic attack and defense course?

For fifth-year Badger and Lion House students, their first class in the morning is Snape's Magical Attack and Defense class.

When they arrived at the magic training room on the second floor of the castle, which was used as a classroom for magic offense and defense classes, they found that the decoration here was branded with Snape's personality traits.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and there was only the dim light from the candles, making the light even dimmer than usual.

There were some pictures on the wall that had not existed before. Many of the pictures showed people in pain, with hideous wounds and bizarrely twisted body parts.

After the students entered the classroom, they found that there were no desks or chairs in the classroom, and they stood at the door at a loss.

"Do you still want me to invite you in?" Snape's slow, greasy voice came from the darkness.

Kyle casually threw over a fluorescent spell that simulated the light of Avada's Kedavra, and then in the darkness, the terrifying figure of the big black bat on the podium was illuminated.

Seeing the pseudo-Avada Kedavra scratched against his cheek, Snape's face turned a little dark.

However, the light in the classroom was too dim, and no one could see his face clearly no matter how dark it was.

After entering the classroom, the students were not divided into colleges. They stood in two distinct rows in the classroom.

Gryffindor and Hufflepuff have a good relationship with each other, so everyone mingled together. No one in the classroom spoke, they all turned to look at the ghastly pictures on the wall.

The old bat walked out of the darkness, his dark eyes sweeping over the students.

Many students are holding a copy of "The Theory of Defense Against Magic" written by Wilbert Slinka, which was originally a textbook for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

The book list for the new semester that Hogwarts sends to students before admission does not mention the new courses, so there are no textbooks for this magical attack and defense.

This course is very similar to Defense Against the Dark Arts, and most students believe that this is a course specifically added by Dumbledore in order to circumvent the curse of being a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Therefore, many students directly brought over the Defense Against Darkness textbooks.

"Throw the garbage in your hands back into your schoolbag."

Snape's words made the students a little surprised.

When Snape was teaching Potions, he often made sharp criticisms of some of the old methods recorded in the Potions textbook that had not been updated for hundreds of years.

But he has never directly dismissed the entire book as "garbage" as he does now.

But Hermione wasn't too surprised. She had read the entire book from beginning to end during the summer vacation.

I have to admit that the knowledge imparted in this book is indeed quite general.

The author of the textbook, Wilbert Slinka, did not know what purpose he had, but he wanted students to learn defensive spells in a safe and risk-free way.

But is this possible?

How can you learn magic without getting hurt?

During the summer vacation of her third grade, Hermione traveled to France with her parents, and by chance, she met a certain little devil named Grindelwald in France.

While at Nurmengard Castle, Hermione saw Grindelwald's teaching methods.

That's quite simple and crude.

At that time, Kyle was practicing mastering the Susanoo. On the basis of the Patronus Charm and armor protection, he covered it with a layer of Grindelwald's fire shield protection.

Triple casting is a very difficult task, let alone changing the original appearance of the magic and condensing it into a fiery demon god wearing armor.

In order for Kyle to master triple casting as quickly as possible, the Susanoo can be activated instantly.

Grindelwald's performance in training Kyle was nothing short of devilish.

Countless offensive spells were thrown at Kyle. As long as Susana was activated for even one second, Kyle would have at least three or four bruises on his body.

It is such rigorous training that has created Kyle's current strength.

And now, the author of this book actually wants students to stay in the classroom and listen to the lectures, without even waving a magic wand, so they can learn magic safely and without risk?

Isn’t this Wilbert Slinka a fool of his wits?

Snape stepped off the podium and began to walk around the classroom. His voice had a low-pressure special effect as always, and the atmosphere in the classroom was extremely cold.

"Black magic is diverse, varied, ever-changing, and never-ending..."

"Fighting them is like fighting a multi-headed monster. As soon as one head is cut off, a new one pops up immediately, more ferocious and cunning than the original one..."

Snape's extremely cold tone, coupled with the carefully arranged opening remarks, as well as the pictures of victims of black magic hanging on the walls of the classroom...

Most of the students in the classroom began to tremble.

Kyle's heart was calm and he even wanted to laugh a little.

He had used the Cruciatus Curse not once or twice.

He found that this magic, after removing the side effects of irreversible damage to the human spirit and then weakening it, was quite suitable for acupuncture.

Under Kyle's training, basically every house elf in Nurmengard knows this Cruciatus Curse acupuncture method.

Now Snape is telling him about the horrors of dark magic?

Just kidding.

After habitually intimidating the students in the classroom, it is time to enter the formal teaching process.

"So far, you have had five different teachers on this course."

As soon as Snape finished speaking, the little devil mixed in the crowd coughed twice, as if to remind him.

Snape's face froze when he heard the coughing, and he realized that this class was not a Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

He pretended not to know and skipped the topic.

"What you have learned before is all meaningless knowledge, such as how to drive away banshees and deal with Grindylow..."

"I won't waste my time teaching you this. Learning this knowledge will have no effect at all on protecting yourself from the dark wizard."

Snape stepped off the stage and walked around the classroom dragging his big black robes that looked like bat wings.

"This course will eventually get back on track."

"Just like the name of this course, you will only learn one thing here, and that is how to use the magic you have mastered to fight."

After walking around the classroom, Snape returned to his seat in front of the podium.

"Now, get out your wands!"