Hogwarts Shippuden

Defence Against the Dark Arts is a core curriculum at Hogwarts.

In this course, students will learn how to resist various types of black magic - curses, poisons, hexes, etc., how to fight black magic creatures, and duels.

At the beginning, the feared terrorist Voldemort also attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when he was young.

When he graduated, he had applied to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but his real intention was to continue exploring the mysteries of Hogwarts and recruiting followers among his students.

Dumbledore saw through his conspiracy and rejected his application.

It is said that Voldemort held a grudge for this, and secretly cursed the position of Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.

This makes it impossible for all future professors to serve in the discipline for more than a year for various unfortunate reasons.

That's where the curse of being a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor comes from.

After listening to Charlie's remarks, Kyle glanced in Snape's direction with some concern.

Substitute is Snape...

Snape won't be on the street before term ends, will he?

Will Snape, who substitutes for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, jump on the street? This question will take a long time to verify.

But George and Fred both felt that they would not live to that time.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, but Kyle thinks that Professor Snape is a pretty good person.

From what Professor Tom said last night, Kyle could tell that he and Snape were both people with a story.

Kyle is very curious about this, but this kind of question must not be asked directly.

Dumbledore might know, maybe he could ask Dumbledore sometime.

...

The time has come for the weekend.

The blue-gray castle was wrapped in mist, and the rising sun was still hidden behind the distant mountains, only emitting a little light.

George and Fred stood at the gate of the castle, rubbing their eyes and yawning.

Kyle gave each of them a kick, "What are you doing! Cheer up!"

George, who was kicked for no reason, feebly pointed to the dark sky in the distance and said, "You still have the face to say, look at what time it is!"

Fred tried hard to open his eyes, but he felt that his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them no matter what.

"Now is the time to burn youth! How can you be knocked down by a little sleepiness!" Kyle put his left hand on his hips, his right hand raised with a thumbs up, and his bright teeth gleamed.

However, both George and Fred were completely uninfected by Kyle's passion.

The two of them leaned against each other and were about to fall asleep standing up.

Seeing that the verbal motivation had no effect at all, Kyle's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his hands began to seal.

"Water Escape Water Dragon Bomb!"

Two terrified screams sounded outside the castle.

A grim-faced water dragon flew to the black lake in the distance, holding two little wizards who kept screaming.

...

After a while, a bonfire was lit on the edge of the black lake.

The two brothers, who had only one shirt off, leaned against the fire and shivered, their upper and lower teeth fighting.

I just fell into the icy lake water, and the coldness seems to still linger, and the blankets on my body have no effect on this psychological coldness.

The perimeter wooden shelves hung dripping wizard robes, sweaters and shirts that needed to be dried.

Kyle picked up the kettle on the fire and poured a cup of hot water for each of them.

"Are you more awake now?"

If it wasn't because they couldn't beat them, the two brothers would now want to draw out their wands and fight with Kyle.

Seeing the two brothers staring at themselves angrily,

Kyle put his hands on his hips and said confidently: "I told you yesterday that you have to get up early for training this morning, and you two went for a night tour last night. Can you blame me?"

Fred and George turned on the autistic mode. They didn't want to listen to Kyle, so they regarded it as a bastard chanting.

Seeing that the two of them didn't want to take care of themselves, Kyle felt that he still had to take some practical actions to make them "really fragrant".

He looked at the black lake on the side.

The Weasley brothers almost bulged out when they saw Kyle standing firmly on the Black Lake.

The two instantly forgot what Kyle threw them into the black lake just now, and stood by the black lake wrapped in a blanket with a hippie smile.

George asked flatteringly, "Kyle! How did you do it!"

Kyle spread his hands, "This is the magic control technique I want to teach you."

"Let's start training now?" Fred laughed.

Kyle snorted speechlessly, and sure enough, he still had to get something practical to convince the two of them.

After returning to the shore, Kyle explained in detail to the two how to make Chakra, no, magic, and let the magic condense under the feet to generate suction and support.

Brains of George and Fred: I seem to be.

The two of them were about to step on the water carelessly, and Kyle grabbed the two of them, "What are you doing?"

"Treading water." The two said in unison.

Kyle: ? ? ?

You just didn't swim enough in winter, did you?

Co-author I just told you to start with climbing a tree, but didn't even hear a word?

After creating a steep slope of about seventy or eighty degrees with earth escape ninjutsu, Kyle demonstrated it to them personally.

Then Kyle looked at the two, "You have to start with the most basic first. Now the first training item is to be able to walk upright on this steep slope, and to be able to move freely."

The twins nodded, looked at the steep slope next to them with eager eyes, and couldn't wait to start their first training program.

And Kyle didn't care about them anymore. The training of climbing trees and treading water could not be completed in a few weeks. He still started today's gymnastics training.

...

By the time Kyle had run around the castle for ten kilometers, the bright sunshine had dispelled the mist between the mountains.

Kyle scratched his blond hair with a relaxed expression, sorted out the messy hairstyle that had become a little messy from running, adjusted his breathing a little, and quickly returned to his normal breathing rate.

Wandering back to the edge of the Black Lake, Kyle thought that the two brothers were still training hard, but as soon as he came back, he saw the lazy two chatting and laughing with a beautiful witch with brown curly hair.

When George saw Kyle coming, he took the initiative to introduce Kyle, "Kyle, this is Sister Penello Clearwater."

Fred bumped Kyle's shoulder, winked and said with a smirk, "She seems to be looking for you."

Eh? looking for me?

Kyle glanced at Penello, the sky blue scarf around her neck that indicated her Ravenclaw identity.

Kyle is a little confused. The only two Ravenclaw people he knows are Zhang Qiu and Marietta. As for this... Have they met?

The witch extended her hand to Kyle generously, "Hello Kyle, my name is Penello Clearwater."

Kyle came back to his senses and shook hands with the other party. There was a delicate feeling like suet jade in his hand, and it was soft.

Kyle's ears were a little red. He was a mother's womb in his previous life. Even when he handed something to a girl, his fingers would retract like an electric shock, like shaking hands with a girl...

Oh, no, he shook hands with Zhang Qiu before.

However, this should take into account the age of the other party. In Kyle's eyes, Zhang Qiu, who is eleven years old, is like a child in the neighbor's house. Although Penello is only two years older than Zhang Qiu, considering that Europeans and Americans are in physical development I used to be precocious...

To put it simply, Penello has passed the three-year protection period of the highest death penalty.

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The heroine is not Penello!

The heroine is not Penello!

The heroine is not Penello!

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