Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

One month of confinement without any discounts. In addition to being in charge of the chamber pot toilet in the school hospital, the twins also need to work for Professor Sprout's greenhouse. In order to welcome the new school year, Professor Sprout opened a new greenhouse , There is not enough manpower for composting, and the twins also need to be responsible for 'escorting' the fermented manure to reach its destination safely.

After hearing the news, Harry mourned for the twins for three seconds. These jobs are not very heavy work, but they are all dealing with shit and fart, and the feeling is really dirty.

"It's all worth it!"

"You don't have to comfort us, Harry."

The twins who watched very openly did not have to face the frowning faces of being locked up for a month at all. Instead, after leaving Professor McGonagall's office, the two of them had a hint of excited smile on their faces.

Of course, this is not because of being an honorable 'dung picker', but Hagrid promised them and allowed them to raise the blue ball escape bird, but the bird was seriously injured, although the twins' healing spell Barely stopped the bleeding, broken bones and internal injuries needing to be treated by professionals.

Professor Sylvanus Keltburn, who is currently a professor of the Protection of Magical Creatures class at Hogwarts, is willing to help them, but the condition is that he needs this ball to show his face in class and act as a model for the class .

After all, Professor Keltburn is very old, and with only one limb intact, it is impossible for him to catch up with this teleporting ball bird. He has always been domesticated by himself. Hydramorphs to impersonate all sorts of magical creatures, and if he could get his hands on an authentic model, he wouldn't pass up the chance.

After all, the deformation of the horse-shaped water monster will not shrink the body, and a five-meter-tall ball-dun bird is really a bit unreal, which makes people complain.

After saying goodbye to the twins, Harry also went back to the common room. The afternoon class was about to start. He had to go back to get his textbooks, but when he returned to his room, he realized that there seemed to be no serious textbooks on Defense Against the Dark Arts. Some are just "The Dark Arts: From Primer to Azkaban" which are similar to extracurricular readings.

The thin book has only a few dozen pages, and it introduces in detail the 'price' that some common black magic needs to pay. Compared with orthodox magic, black magic usually has a certain increase in spell effect, but this All that extra power requires is extra effort.

Every gift is secretly marked with a price, and the price of black magic is often difficult to be noticed by the wizard who uses it. Because of this, this subtle change is extremely terrifying.

There are still ten minutes before the start of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but the classroom is already full of people. Most of the students are very interested in Defense Against the Dark Arts. After all, just hearing the name of this class can make people feel Some kind of vague excitement, not to mention, the person who taught this course was named Grindelwald.

Perhaps the little wizards of Muggle origin don't know what the name means, but no one from the wizarding family does not know.

Gellert Grindelwald, the leader of the voodoo party, is recognized by the world as the strongest dark wizard in Europe. His reputation is comparable to that of Dumbledore who holds the title of the strongest white wizard. Years ago, there was a secret duel between the two of them, but due to the long time and the deliberate ambiguity of the two parties, people don't know much about it.

But even these few words are enough for people to piece together a powerful and unparalleled figure in their minds. Even if he casts a dark shadow, people still need to be awed.

As the hands of the clock pointed to two o'clock in the afternoon, there was a sound of gentle footsteps from far to near, the door of the classroom was pushed open, and Grindelwald with a head of white hair stepped in. Bullido had long hair like that, but he was trimmed into short, capable hair, which made him look much younger than he actually was, and he was more energetic, without the slightest sense of aging like a centenarian.

Without any other nonsense, Grindelwald, holding the parchment in his hand, simply called the names, followed by a short opening remark.

"I'm Gellert Grindelwald, your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year, due to the terrible teamwork at Hogwarts last year, I will teach you how to be a qualified soldier and warrior in the right way .”

"Now, can anyone tell me, Defense Against the Dark Arts, what is the essence of the black magic we have to deal with?"

Grindelwald glanced at the classroom, but he didn't see anyone raising his hand.

"Where is Ravenclaw's thinking wisdom? Is Hufflepuff really a bunch of mediocre people?"

There was a trace of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, which was slight but provocative, "In the morning, people from Gryffindor and Slytherin answered my questions, I think you should be in step, speak with confidence, even if is the wrong answer."

At this moment, someone raised his hand. Children are easily provoked. What can Gryffindor and Slytherin do, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff can't?

"Very well, Miss Granger, right, please tell me."

Grindelwald nodded his chin slightly, and Hermione stood up nervously, her fingers still clutching the corner of the thin book.

"The book doesn't describe what black magic is. But I think." Hermione swallowed nervously. She actually felt guilty when answering such a question that wasn't described in the textbook, "I think black magic is a kind of twisted magic. Mind, the evil force that drives wizards to extremes to their destruction."

"The most frightening thing is that the erosion of black magic on wizards is difficult for the user to detect. Therefore, black magic has become a taboo in the magic world and needs to be banned."

"It seems that Miss Granger has carefully read the book in your hands." Grindelwald nodded slightly, "Are there any other opinions?"

Most of the young wizards shook their heads involuntarily. In their perception, the appearance of black magic was roughly the same as what Hermione described.

"It seems that Hufflepuff also has new ideas, Mr. Potter, do you have anything to say?"

When looking at Harry, Grindelwald had a different look in his eyes. After all, he had heard about the boy who survived the catastrophe. After all, Voldemort caused a lot of trouble for Albus. , even if this guy is a little bum in Grindelwald's cognition, he is quite capable of being disgusting to Albus.

"In my opinion, the essence of black magic is not simply evil. In my opinion, magic is a kind of exchange, so there will be an implicit limit in conventional magic. The amount of magic power paid determines the power of magic, but this exchange has Some kind of ceiling."

"And black magic breaks the upper limit of conventional magic. Using black magic requires not only paying magic power, but also paying some extra price. I think this is probably some kind of human nature, or something fundamental that I don't know. Souls perhaps? This leads to the appearance of black magic that can influence wizards to fall into evil."

"Interesting answer." A smile appeared on the corner of Grindelwald's mouth, "Sit down, Mr. Potter, your answer is a bit close to the truth."

Grindelwald pressed his hands, "Then let me tell you the real answer."

"In the current magic world, the understanding of black magic is biased and wrong. Limited by this wrong framework, you don't even know what real black magic is!"

"Does it affect the mind? Does it make people evil and corrupt?"

"The reason for this is simply that people have no correct understanding of black magic."

"All wizards have a wrong understanding of it, or even put the cart before the horse."

"Black magic itself is not evil. I admit that it has certain dangers, but black magic is controllable. Mr. Potter's guess is correct in one point. When black magic is used, there is indeed a price to pay. And this kind of price actually exists in other magic that we don't think is black magic."

"Magic, emotion, will."

"These three untouchable but real forces are the foundation of all magic. Magic power is the basis of magic spells. It is energy, which determines the basic power of magic. Emotion and will are amplifiers. When using magic power When equal, emotion and will will ultimately determine the strength of a spell."

"Compared to the white magic we know, the emotions that black magic can use."

"Which one is easier to protect or destroy?"

Grindelwald confronted the students with new questions.

"It will be easier to destroy." The students answered sparsely, seeming a little cautious.

"It seems that everyone has a clear and correct understanding of this." Even if it was just such a trivial affirmation, it was said from Grindelwald's mouth, which made the little wizards feel a little excited.

"The emotions used by white magic tend to be positive, without exception, even if it is used for confrontation, the emotions contained in it are quite mild like suppression, such as disarming spells and stun spells, But such positive emotions have their visible ceiling."

"It's not that magic has an upper limit, but that the emotions that magnify magical power have an upper limit. Although a strong will can be used to make up for it, a shortcoming is a shortcoming, and strong will is not something everyone can have."

"With black magic, destruction is always easier than protection. Compared with mild and stable positive emotions, anger, killing, pain, etc. represent negative emotions. We should all know how powerful the power of revenge is, and revenge No matter how you think about it, it will not be a positive emotion that pleases everyone."

"But are these negative emotions that drive black magic really to be discarded, or are they all evil?"

"It's also a guardian. If killing one person can save thousands of people, is such killing evil?"

"Such killing intent is strong, but such killing intent is also positive."

"Protection for the sake of protection has a limit, but killing for the sake of protection has power beyond the limit of the former."

Grindelwald pulled out his wand from his arms. It was a Browning M1935 semi-automatic pistol that was as exquisite as a work of art, with smooth and tough lines. Compared with Professor McGonagall's collection UPS, this gun was more luxurious The degree has the same difference as the quality, just like brass and gold, the eye-catching brilliance is as different as cloud and mud.

"In the course of Defense Against the Dark Arts, only practice can yield true knowledge, and all empty talk is a castle in the air."

"I said so much just now, but it's actually not as intuitive and clear as what I saw with my own eyes."

"Then now."

Grindelwald smiled and threw out a black cloth bag, a cloud of black mist rose from it, and then gathered and solidified into a terrifying monster in a tattered black robe floating in mid-air.

Not more than five feet in front of the little wizard, the dementor from Azkaban released an aura of despair that frightened all living beings, but it seemed that his power was restrained by some kind of magic, and he stayed where he was. The power unleashed by the inseparable dementors has also been weakened.

The screaming little wizards seemed to have been splashed with a basin of ice water, but the despair that had been sucked out of happiness did not appear on them.

"Fresh dementors from Azkaban, I think you should be able to impress with such horror."

Grindelwald raised the muzzle of his gun and said in a clear voice that everyone could hear clearly: "Call God for protection."

A flash of white light burst out from the muzzle of the gun, and a lifelike pale golden phoenix flew out from the muzzle. This guardian magic called out by emotions such as hope, joy, happiness, etc. is the absolute hostile enemy of the dementors who spread despair and death.

The materialized patron saint has the ability to kill this kind of semi-ghost dark magic life form. The moment the phoenix patron saint appeared, the dementor screamed and began to melt, and the cold despair that enveloped the entire classroom was also brought The moment the patron saint appeared with a faint golden color disappeared with the wind.

A warm force calmed down the little wizards. They stared ahead in fear and curiosity, but after seeing the dementor being smashed into black mist by the phoenix and disappearing completely, some small cheers rang out .

"This is pure protection."

Grindelwald commanded the patron saint to squat on the podium, "If you observe carefully, after completely killing the dementor, the power of the patron saint itself has been weakened."

Although the little wizards couldn't tell the difference at all, Grindelwald would not lie to them, everyone nodded, the professor was right.

"The protection for the sake of protection is passive. This is the limitation of the so-called white magic. Rather than saying that the Patronus killed the Dementor, it is better to say that the Patronus cut off a part of his own body to offset the energy of the Dementor. .”

"This is not a killing, but a respectable and stupid sacrifice."

"Then what if it's black magic instead?"

Grindelwald showed an incomprehensible smile, another black cloth bag was thrown out, and a new dementor appeared in front of the students, but with the previous fright, their curiosity at this moment was even stronger than before. There were a few exclamations, but no one screamed.

He raised his gun again, pointed at the dementor again, and uttered the same incantation again: "Call God to protect you!"

But this time, what shot out from the muzzle of the gun was not a white mist with a faint golden light, but a terrifying black light that was as dark as an abyss and made people feel uncomfortable all over.

If dementors bring people the despair of depriving happiness, then this black light that quickly converges into a dark phoenix is ​​constantly sending out killing, death, and fear.

Completely different from the orthodox Patronus, the extreme negative emotions condense into a Patronus that is countless times more terrifying than a Dementor, a pure black phoenix, a Patronus that seems to have nothing to do with guardianship.

"Killing for protection is justice."

The moment the voice fell, the black phoenix fluttered its wings and took flight. Its pitch-black claws clasped the dementor's shoulder in an instant, and then tore it in half.

Countless black air shattered, and the desperate forces fled in all directions, but after a few selective pecks from the black phoenix, they were completely devoured and absorbed.

"There is no so-called good and evil in magic. They are just tools of wizards. If you are cut by a sharp blade, it means that you have not used it correctly. What we need to do is not to seal up this wounding blade, but Learn how to wield it correctly."

"Defense against the Dark Arts, what we learn is not how to deal with it, but how to control it correctly."

"If power is not used, then its existence is meaningless, and in this era."

Grindelwald looked at the students coldly.

"We need someone to step into the darkness and protect the light for more people."

"Time is running out, children." Grindelwald narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a very soft voice.