Magical Studies at Hogwarts

After leaving the Great Hall, Harry and Ron separated from Hermione. According to the class schedule, neither of them had classes in the morning or the first period in the afternoon, but Hermione was full of classes.

So, one went to the classroom with his books in his arms, and the other two returned to the dormitory.

"This is great!" Ron was very happy, and he was still looking excited until they returned to the common room.

Harry was also very happy. He and Ron were the same in this regard, except that while Ron had to spend his free time playing, Harry chose to focus on how to defeat Voldemort.

Although he has no clue now.

There were not many people in the common room, only six or seven seventh-year students. Among them was Katie Bell, the only remaining member of the Gryffindor Quidditch team that Harry joined in his first year.

, a proper team veteran.

Katie greeted Harry enthusiastically, pointed to the captain's badge on his chest, and said, "I guessed you would get it. That's great!"

"Don't forget to call me during the selection."

"You don't need to be selected, Katie." Harry shook his head, "I have played with you for five years, and I know your level..."

"Don't do this!" Katie refused directly. "There are many people who are better at playing than me. You have to be fair, Harry."

"You don't know, there were many good teams in the past. Just because the captain always liked to let acquaintances play and let his friends join the team, the good teams ended like this..."

When she said this, her eyes were looking at Ron, which made Ron very embarrassed. He knew what Katie meant, and his terrible performance last year made it impossible for him to say anything to defend himself.

"Okay, then it's up to you. We'll try again when the time comes." Harry reluctantly agreed, and then Katie left happily.

After she left, Harry said to Ron: "Sorry Ron, you saw it too. If you want to continue playing, you may need to participate in the selection."

"Forget it, Harry." Ron shook his head, "I suck. We can't win the championship without me on the team."

"Try it, Ron, I can give you special training..."

After Harry persuaded him for a long time, Ron finally agreed and said that he would participate in the selection. He was still a little confident about passing the test. After all, he and Harry played garden quid pro quo for a long time during the summer vacation.

Strangely, the technology of conscious goalkeeping has improved a lot.

Of course, we have to wait and see what happens.

After lunch, they had a good sleep in the dormitory again, and then lazily left to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class downstairs. When they arrived, Hermione was already lined up outside the classroom, with her arms in her arms.

Still holding a thick stack of books.

"Why so many, Hermione?" Ron asked in surprise.

"It's all homework for ancient magic texts!" Hermione replied, "A fifteen-inch long paper, two translations, and all these must be read before Wednesday."

"Ah, this is really unlucky." Ron yawned, and it was hard to tell that he wasn't gloating about his misfortune.

"Just wait!" Hermione said, "Snape will definitely give us a lot of homework, and you won't be able to run away!"

While he was talking, Snape, who looked like a bat, walked over from the other end of the corridor, opened the classroom door with a wave of his hand, and walked in first.

"Come in!"

Harry and others quickly walked in. After seeing the scene in the classroom, he almost thought he was in the Potions classroom.

It's full of Snape style. The curtains are closed, and only some candles provide some light. There are many pictures on the wall that have never been seen before. They are very eerie, either with hideous wounds or people in great pain.

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"I have something to say to you. I hope you will pay close attention." Snape walked behind the podium and looked around the students in the classroom with stern eyes, making everyone unconsciously quiet down.

"So far, you have had five teachers in this class," he said. "These teachers all have their own teaching methods and teaching priorities, so I am surprised that there are so many people in this chaotic situation.

I barely passed the OWLS exam for this course.”

"However, the difficulty of the advanced courses is not the same as before, so I would be even more surprised if someone can keep up."

Snape walked off the platform and came to the middle of the students. He walked slowly and his voice became deeper.

"Black magic is diverse, diverse, and ever-changing. Fighting against them is like fighting a monster with several heads."

"Cut off one head, and there will be another head. Cut off one head, and there will be another. Each one is more cruel and cunning than the last."

"Therefore, your defenses must be as flexible as the dark magic you need to deal with!"

As he spoke, he pointed to several pictures on the wall.

"These very vividly show the tragic conditions of victims of black magic. Such as the Cruciatus Curse, the Dementor's Kiss, and the Inferi..."

Harry looked around and saw that there was no influence of the Inferi on the painting at all, only a pool of blood.

"Is there really an Inferi, Professor?" Parvati asked.

"The Dark Lord has used the Inferi." Snape said, "We cannot rule out the possibility that he will use the Inferi again."

He returned to the podium and spoke louder.

"Okay, let's stop talking here." Snape's eyes were glaring, making everyone's eyes fall on him.

"What I'm going to talk about next is a way to make your defense more flexible - the silent spell."

"I think you are still unfamiliar with it, so who can tell me what the benefits of the silent spell are?"

Hermione raised her hand, and Snape asked her to answer directly.

"Miss Granger?"

"The opponent doesn't know what magic you plan to cast." Hermione said, "There will be a moment of advantage."

"Basically correct." Snape said, "Don't read the spell out loud when casting the spell, you can achieve an unexpected effect."

"I think you should have deep feelings about this. After all, just yesterday, you saw an outstanding user of the Silent Curse." Snape chuckled, and his eyes stayed on Harry for a moment before continuing.

said.

"I heard something. There were a few stupid people among you who participated in that battle. Come on, tell me, what was it like when facing the Silent Curse in the battle?"

"Potter!"

Harry looked into Snape's cold eyes and stood up, saying, "Stride is all an insidious sneak attack..."

"Do you think that he would first put his wand up in front of him with you, bow and then step back a certain distance, and strictly abide by the dueling rules like you usually play around?"

"madness!"

Snape said contemptuously, and his sharp eyes made Harry's face turn red. Ignoring Harry's embarrassment, he continued: "Now, each of you will be divided into groups, and one of you will try to do evil to the other."

He cursed, but he was not allowed to say a word. The other one also tried to repel the curse, but he was also not allowed to say a word."

His eyes stayed on Hermione for a moment and said, "Except Miss Granger..."

"Let's get started."