Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme

After walking out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, the students rarely started talking or laughing, but walked silently towards the next class.

Obviously, many people were hit, and they were gritting their teeth and holding back their energy.

Many people realize that in the current dangerous situation, it is very important to learn to protect yourself. Snape's teaching methods were very effective and allowed them to quickly learn the spells to protect themselves, but the students still hated it.

This is probably Snape's unique charm.

Brian and Daphne separated from Draco and the others on the way to the Divination classroom, and the two of them walked towards the top of the north tower.

Daphne looked a little dazed, she had been trained miserably by Brian. Although Brian had restrained most of his abilities when practicing the spell, it was still not something Daphne could handle, and Brian was very strict with her.

The good thing is that Daphne has made great progress, much better than other students. After all, she is a master who teaches by words and deeds.

They passed by a landing where Sir Cadogan was shouting from the portraits that he wanted to duel every passing student, jumping into several portraits and chasing them for a minute.

Daphne recovered and watched Sir Cadogan being torn off by a large wolfdog in a painting, and chuckled.

Brian shook his head helplessly, sighing that Daphne really hadn't changed, and her troubles always came and went quickly.

They climbed up the silver ladder to Sybill Trelawney's classroom, where many people were already sitting. Harry and Ron were whispering, and Trelawney's eyes always looked like she was about to cry when she looked at Harry, as if he was going to die suddenly on the spot the next moment.

However... Brian thought, now that Professor Snape has begun teaching all students the spells to protect themselves, it is obvious that Harry's Dumbledore's Army has no room for development, and the plot has really changed.

After all, the D.A. party itself was created to counter Umbridge's refusal to allow students to practice Defense Against the Dark Arts, and for members to learn self-preservation spells.

Brian also gave up the idea of ​​creating a party of his own, it would be too troublesome.

In this class, they explained dreams to the "Dream Interpretation Guide". Brian was a little bored and thought about it. Obviously, the dream he often had about the door of death was not within the scope of dream interpretation.

"Prophecy..." Brian muttered. He was also judged to have no prophecy talent during the examination of the Department of Mysteries...

"But what does it mean that this item is on the system? You can't use witness points to increase it...or maybe I haven't reached a certain condition yet?"

Although Brian wasn't too keen on prophecy, it was always there in the system, which made Brian feel a little uncomfortable.

The divination class passed quickly, and Trelawney dismissed them after giving them an homework assignment of recording every dream they had in a month.

After dinner, the students returned to the common room and wrote their homework. With the beginning of the new semester, the fifth-grade students facing the O.W.L. examination clearly feel the increase in learning tasks. The most obvious thing is that the number of after-school homework has increased significantly.

Every fifth-grade student was writing his or her homework, and some lower-grade wizards put their heads together, chatting and laughing. Under the glowing green light, the common room looked very peaceful.

There was a piece of parchment in front of Brian, and a quill automatically wrote the assignment in Brian's handwriting on it. It could answer based on the knowledge Brian had already mastered. Brian was flipping through a magic book about curses. This book was considered dangerous even in the restricted area of ​​the library.

Next to him were piles of thick books, some taken from the library at home and some borrowed from the school library. Brian was relying on his extremely powerful memory to absorb knowledge that was useful to him.

The brain is like the most sophisticated computer, organizing and summarizing all knowledge into categories. As long as Brian has a thought, the knowledge he needs will be displayed in his mind like a bird leaving the nest, colliding according to his will, and bursting out countless sparks of thinking and inspiration.

Daphne looked at the auto-answer quill in front of Brian with some envy. She could only write her homework one stroke at a time, and flipped through the textbook to look for information from time to time.

An hour later, Draco belatedly returned to the common room with Crabbe and Goyle.

They sat in armchairs in front of the fire, sighing and turning out their homework.

"Draco?" Brian called.

"What's the matter, Brian?" Draco turned around, but his eyes couldn't help but glance diagonally upward, as if he didn't dare to look directly at Brian.

"Can I help you with anything?" Brian said softly, "You don't seem to be quite right lately, and your attitude towards me has changed a lot."

Brian's black eyes looked directly into Draco's light eyes quietly and clearly, waiting for his answer. Facing his friend, Brian didn't want to rely on Legilimency, so he asked him directly.

But if Draco didn't answer, he would just use Legilimency. Because Draco should have been instructed by Voldemort, Brian didn't want his plan to be affected again.

Under Brian's gaze, Draco's eyes wandered and he said, "It's nothing, I'm just doing something..."

"We are friends, Draco." Brian said softly, "If you are troubled, I will help you, you know."

Draco opened his mouth, moved a little uneasily, and then whispered in a frustrated tone: "What did you talk about with the Dark Lord that day?"

"I told him that I had a way for him to invade Hogwarts within this year." Brian smiled and spoke softly, ensuring that his voice could only reach Draco's ears.

Draco looked at Brian with wide eyes, his eyes were complicated and unspeakable, and he was a little wary.

"Be careful, many people...you know, they are very hostile to you." Draco also said in a low voice.

"So, what instructions did you receive?" Brian raised his eyebrows.

Draco gritted his teeth, showing a mixture of fear and admiration: "I have seen him, and he gave me a task..."

Brian looked at him quietly.

"He asked me to pay attention to your situation. If you behave strangely, let me report it to him..." Draco hesitated for a long time before saying. His cheeks became paler, and he obviously understood that by speaking out, he was disobeying the Dark Lord's instructions to a certain extent.

"It doesn't matter, just do as he said." Brian said with a smile, "I have nothing to hide."

"Really?" Draco looked at Brian suspiciously, breathed a sigh of relief, and his face looked much better.

"Does he have other instructions for you?"

Draco exhaled. After telling a secret, it was clear that the psychological pressure was not so great. He said nervously and proudly: "He hopes that I can open a channel to help them enter Hogwarts...the same thing you want to do."

"What do you think?" Brian smiled gently.

"You don't need to worry about this, Brian." Draco raised his chin, "Since you and I have accepted this task... let's see who can complete it faster."

Brian blinked. It seemed that Draco didn't know about Brian's record from his father and thought that he was also assigned by the Dark Lord.

Seeing the proud and confident expression on Draco's face, Brian shook his head helplessly. Proud because in Draco's opinion, he was more valued by the Dark Lord. After all, he also accepted the task of monitoring Brian. Confidence...probably because Draco already had an idea of ​​opening a passage to allow Death Eaters to invade Hogwarts.

Even without using Legilimency, Brian could see this on Draco's face.

"So, you didn't join the Death Eaters, right?" Brian said.

"Of course I am!" Draco raised his slender chin arrogantly, "Although I did not obtain the Dark Mark, as long as I complete this task, I can join them."

"Then come on." Brian said a little nervously.

He looked at the quill that was writing in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"Draco is not lying, I can see that." Brian pondered, "But if Draco, who has been with me day and night, does this, Voldemort will not be so careless. Because I will definitely learn from Draco. Learn everything here..."

"So, what's his purpose? Just to show some attitude?"

"Or is Draco just a cover-up, to cover up some real purpose?"