Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

"But, are you really confident? There are 7 pure-blood wizards in the sixth and seventh grades, led by Axley. Their strength is not bad, and they are different from those lower-grade little wizards. →" Higgs still reminded him worriedly.

"I've collected as much information about my own academy as you have. I'm already prepared to deal with them. Next, you and Vivian remember to keep a low profile. They still don't dare to do anything too extreme in school," Anduin reminded.

"Also, if possible, I hope you can also join my training plan. After all, sufficient strength is the real capital. What do you think?" Anduin asked.

"Your training plan? Like Charles?" Vivian asked curiously.

"Yes, yes, you don't know, after today's battle, I realized how strong the effect of this training is. You must know that I have only experienced it for a year!" Charles kept promoting his training plan to the two of them, secretly thinking in his heart, he can't let you run away, he can't be the only one to suffer this hardship.

When the two heard this, they thought of the strength Charles had just shown, so they readily agreed, and Charles next to him leaned over, "Let me take care of the training, I also want to help."

"Okay, then you will be responsible for guiding the basic training, starting officially tomorrow." Anduin nodded and agreed to Charles's request.

After ending the conversation with the others, Anduin returned to the small room to continue his research, while Higgs and Vivian also returned to the castle.

And what he has not revealed to the others is that he has always been very puzzled by the school's indifferent attitude. Whether it is Dumbledore or Snape, it seems that they are deliberately condoning these pure-bloods.

Anduin's idea is actually very simple, since you don't care, then I'm not in a hurry to care, just to see what kind of tricks you want to play, and he doesn't have a 100% chance of winning now, especially without violating the various rules of the wizarding world.

"This magical world is good everywhere, but there is one place that is very troublesome, that is, you can't kill people casually. If you don't want to be wanted, you still have to plan carefully," Anduin sighed and thought.

The following campus life seemed to be unaffected, and it was so calm that it was unsettling, and Anduin also ushered in the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class this semester.

In the classroom, Anduin and Vivian and others saw the young professor with a sad face at the opening banquet, and now they can't see any joy on the professor's face.

"Hello everyone, I am your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year, Guillaume Gentil. Although it is another continuous and boring day, I still have to meet you for the sake of livelihood. In short, let's start the class quickly."

Professor Gentil said the very negative opening remarks blankly, and found that the little wizards under the stage were looking at him in shock.

"What's wrong, is there something on my face?" Professor Gentil asked puzzled.

"Uh, Professor, you seem to be in a bad mood. Would you like to ask Professor Snape for a bottle of Felix Felicis? That might help you," a female student under the stage kindly suggested.

"Is that so, although I know in my heart that it's useless, I still have to say thank you, after all, this is the way of the world," Professor Gentil said still numbly.

Uh, the girl who spoke had to laugh awkwardly after hearing the professor's words.

"Professor, do you want me to cast a spell on you? I know a spell that can make people laugh happily!" Another student said.

"Ah, you are talking about the Cheering Charm, right? Unfortunately, learning that kind of spell is just a waste of time. A person's emotions will not be affected by that kind of thing. When there is no happiness in your heart, forcing a person to laugh is an even more terrible torture," Professor Gentil said blankly.

As soon as these words were said, the classroom was instantly silent.

Seeing everyone so silent, Professor Gentil forced himself to show a hideous smile and said, "How about I teach you a more powerful magic?"

"Okay!" "Really?" "What magic?"

As soon as a group of little wizards heard this, they immediately became enthusiastic again, curious about what kind of magic the professor would teach.

Professor Gentil chuckled and said, "That is the magic that will prevent you from becoming a professor like me in twenty years. By the way, everyone's attitude of actually not being interested but fully catering to it will definitely be useful when looking for a job in the future. You must cherish it."

The air in the classroom became quiet again.

"Anduin, our new teacher this year seems to be a little wrong," Vivian whispered.

Anduin also nodded, this is more than just wrong, the negative aura of this professor is about to spread to them.

What followed was a very long two hours for all the little wizards. Professor Gentil kept using his weak voice to tell everyone the content of the textbook, and from time to time he would pop out some discouraging words that made people despair.

"Okay, today's class will end here. It's finally time to get off work. After all, every minute that passes, we are one minute closer to death. Everyone can face it so calmly, which is really admirable to the professor. Go back and write a two-foot-long essay, although I won't read it, and I don't know what's the use of assigning such life-wasting homework, but since all the professors do this, in order to integrate into the group, I'll just follow the crowd, after all, it's human nature to wrong yourself for survival, isn't it?" Professor Gentil said weakly, and then announced the end of class.

After walking out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Vivian couldn't help but shudder. After taking these two hours of class, she was almost depressed.

After taking the class of this professor, all the little wizards became listless, surrounded by negative energy, and even Anduin felt a lot of depression.

In the evening, Anduin finally adjusted his mood a little, packed his luggage, and prepared to participate in this year's Charms Club.

When I came to the meeting place, many senior sisters and brothers were already waiting here, and many of them were talking about this year's new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"Have you taken this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class? That new teacher is too scary. Taking his class is like being cast a spell that makes people feel depressed, which makes me have nightmares at night," a seventh-grade senior sister said.