The Comprehension Is Against The Sky, And The Forbidden Curse Is Deduced In Hogwarts

At this time, the door of the women's toilet.

A grotesque picture formed.

A group of people looked at the troll and Charlie.

Not a sound came out.

Suddenly.

The troll's arm slowly rose again.

Dumbledore's expression tightened.

Immediately the wand was raised.

But the next second.

The giant monster's arm slowly fell down.

Hit the ground heavily.

A cloud of dust was raised.

The giant has no strength to resist at all.

Right now.

Two uninvited guests broke the tranquil scene.

Harry and Ronald.

The two of them still ran over.

Contrary to Professor McGonagall's orders.

"My goodness! Harry your brother beat the troll!"

Ronald covered his mouth.

There was a look of horror on his face.

The voice trembled a little.

Professor McGonagall immediately came to his senses at this moment.

Somewhat solemnly looked at Harry and Ronald.

Harry and Ronald immediately put their heads down.

"Charlie?"

Hermione's timid voice sounded.

"Oh, I'm here."

After Charlie heard it, he came back from the power recovery state.

Just punched that time.

It was the first time he was ten thousand after using potions to improve his physical strength.

There are still many places that are not suitable.

The effect of this potion is interesting.

When Charlie exerts force, even the magic power of his body will surge.

No wonder it can exert such terrifying power.

"What's going on here?"

Charlie grinned.

Looking at the group of dumbfounded people in front of him, he asked.

"Oh, Charlie. Excuse me, I think you need to explain to us."

"Oh no, to explain what happened at the scene."

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed slightly.

The other professors and teachers also had the same expressions.

Looking at Charlie's expression, it was extremely complicated.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, Charlie saved me."

Hermione stood up and said.

McGonagall looked at Hermione, a gleam of safety in his eyes.

Hermione was fine, and that was the best thing about it.

"Well, this is obvious."

Dumbledore nodded.

"It's Charlie, Charlie knocked down the troll..."

"Use your fist..."

Cassandra looked at Charlie, her lips trembling.

hiss.

All the professors and teachers gasped.

Damn it.

troll.

It turned out to be a Hogwarts student.

Dried down with fists.

06 This is Hogwarts.

Specialized in teaching magic...

How could such a thing happen.

Dumbledore was taken aback.

It seems that I didn't hear clearly.

Of course he must have heard it, but his intuition at the moment made him unbelievable.

"Well, as long as everyone is okay, that's the best news.

Dumbledore immediately calmed down.

He needs to run the show.

"Today, everyone, go back early and rest, and leave the rest to us."

soon.

Dumbledore explained everything.

Then Charlie was the first to leave the toilet scene.

Still reflecting on the scene where the power and magic of the review are combined, where is it not well controlled.

Hermione suddenly moved closer.

Hold up Charlie's palm.

Wipe and wipe.

"Thank you, Charlie. Really."

Hermione's eyes were moist.

This feeling of escaping death gave her a feeling of being reborn.

Then Hermione trotted away immediately.

head down.

Charlie was about to speak.

Cassandra walked past her.

The four eyes are facing each other.

"monster.....…"

Cassandra murmured.

The look in Charlie's eyes was extremely complicated.

"I…………"

Charlie was about to say something.

"But Charlie, you're really good.

Cassandra spoke again.

Then he trotted away.

Leaving Charlie walking on the road a little depressed.

"Brother, you are really amazing!"

Harry and Ronald looked adoring.

V: "...

Not long.

These people all dispersed.

In the toilet in the basement.

Several teachers looked at each other.

"I think this matter, if it gets out, will surely hit the headlines of the Daily Prophet."

Professor McGonagall whispered.

"More than that, I think the research department of the Ministry of Magic might come to find Charlie.

Professor Flitwick is also somewhat mechanical.

"Dumbledore, can someone really knock down a troll with their fists?"

A teacher next to him said slowly.

His eyes looked at the giant monster like a dead dog.

"My understanding is that it's unlikely, but what happened to Charlie is really unbelievable."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"Okay, guys, get to work, let's clean up here."

Dumbledore ordered.

He has to calm down first.

Inside the corridors of Hogwarts.

The binding magic on Quirrell has been lifted.

He walked in the corridor with an ugly expression on his face.

it's easy to see.

There are footprints all over his body.

Suddenly.

He met Hermione and Hannah who looked a little happy.

"Oh, pretty ladies, can you tell me what happened to the troll before I get past it?"

Quirrell forced a smile.

"No, Mr. Quirrell."

Hermione said seriously.

There was a hint of confusion on Quirrell's face.

"Yes, Mr. Quirrell. The troll was knocked out with a punch from Charlie."

Hannah was also a little excited on the side.

"Oh, that's good, everyone is safe."

Quirrell nodded.

Hermione and Hannah bid farewell and left.

Suddenly.

Quirrell seemed to remember something.

etc.

The troll was knocked unconscious by Charlie's fist?

God.

What are you talking about.

These two girls won't be beaten in the head by the troll.

Why are you talking like crazy.

Quirrell immediately picked up his pace.

Head over to the toilet.

He heard movement over there.

soon.

Quirrell rushed to the dilapidated toilet.

"Professor McGonagall, I just heard a very funny thing."

"Two schoolgirls told me that the troll was knocked unconscious by Charlie's fist.

"You know what, I'm dying of laughter."

Quirrell pretended to be relaxed.

McGonagall is casting a spell to restore the scene.

Just glanced at him indifferently.

"Oh, Professor Flitwick, it seems Professor Munn is busy."

"Do you think the joke I heard was funny?"

Quirrell spoke to Flitwick again.

"That is true."

Flitwick is also cleaning up the site.

Just drop this sentence lightly.

Quirrell was dumbfounded.

It was as if thousands of horses were galloping past in my heart.

This will not make the teachers go crazy.

Stand up and defeat the giant monster........

God.

I have tasted his fist.

hiss.

It does hurt.

But it's not enough to defeat the troll.

Think of Charlie's fist.

Quirrell only felt pain in the back of his head.

Glanced lying on the ground.

Out of breath troll.

I saw the giant monster's swollen head again.

Quirrell shuddered.

hiss.

The troll must be in pain.

After the second day.

Hogwarts began to circulate stories about what happened last night.

After all, there were students like Hannah among the witnesses at the scene.

Gossip spreads quickly.

All the students discussed while walking on the road.

"The troll last night was knocked down by Charlie with his fist!"

"Gossip, Charlie actually has troll blood."

"You know, last night, Charlie turned into a troll!"

"In the future, Hogwarts will restore the ancient tradition and have a hand-to-hand fight with a troll before graduation.

On the faces of all the people, there was a look like this.

Charlie's classmate in the first grade.

It's really unfathomable.

Didn't expect Hogwarts to be so inclusive?

All students with troll blood were accepted.

If only Charlie knew this.

It is estimated that he will be pissed off with old blood.

But fortunately.

Still no one dared to discuss this kind of thing in front of him.

Today is Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Formerly Charlie.

Always too lazy to go up.

Or go and read in the back.

After all, Quirrell seemed to Charlie.

Just a half-assed guy.

But today.

Charlie plans to change his routine.

Gotta do Mrs. Quirrell a favor today.

Going to have a good time.

Putting a giant monster yesterday made my hands drop a little bit.

Poor Hermione.

I guess I was pretty scared.

After Charlie washed up, he started heading towards today's Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom at this time.

Quirrell has already started classes.

He is holding a lizard.

Patiently explain some characteristics of lizards to students.

And how to use the lizard's skin as some defensive means in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

All the students listened with great interest.

Malfoy listened below.

Couldn't help but let out a snort.

"Student Draco, do you have any questions?"

Quirrell wasn't angry.

In the eyes of everyone, he has always been such a gentle and humble attitude.

So much so that it is actually in the eyes of the students.

Quirrell is a very popular and eye-catching teacher.

"Mr. Quirrell, I'm really sorry, the garlic smell is too strong."

Malfoy made no secrets.

He pinches his nose and laughs.

Quirrell comes from a mixed-race family.

Add to that Quirrell's weak character.

Malfoy had always looked down on him.

"Oh, I'm really sorry. Draco and other students, please bear with me.

"It's not garlic, and it's also used to drive away vampires."

"This is a gift from an African prince.

"It has a special meaning, commemorating my battle with the resurrected zombie."

Quirrell said sternly.

Immediately there was a chattering discussion below.

"Here it goes again, here it goes again.

"It's the African prince again, the resurrected zombie."

"Every time I ask, I don't tell."

To this.

Quirrell saw it.

No one found out.

A gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

It's really harsh.

He couldn't bear the wanton ridicule of this group of ignorant brats for a long time.

just wait

Wait for the master to resurrect.

Wait until all your plans come true.

No one would dare to laugh at him like that again.

Suddenly.

The classroom door was opened.

A figure appeared in front of everyone.

Charlie is here.

Quirrell narrowed his eyes slightly.

Quite puzzled.

Charlie came to his class today.

Except for the first few times, Charlie almost never came.

"Charlie."

A hint of surprise flashed in Hermione's eyes, and she immediately beckoned Charlie to sit beside her.

Cassandra got up slightly, just about to speak.

Only to find that Hermione had already spoken one step ahead of her.

Proud of her.

Immediately swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Charlie nodded towards Quirrell.

There is a smile in the eyes.

Then sat down next to Hermione.

"I'm sorry teacher, I was late and affected your class."

Charlie said politely.

"Oh, it doesn't matter, my class has always been such a brisk atmosphere, as long as everyone can learn something.

Quirrell was like no one else.

"Charlie actually came to Defense Against the Dark Arts class today."

"I seldom saw him before. Could it be that the fight with the giant yesterday made him study defense hard?"

"God, he can fight trolls with his bare hands, and he still needs to study Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Even if you learn black magic, you may not be able to fight trolls."

"He's different. I've heard Charlie has troll blood."

"Charlie has troll blood? Doesn't that mean Harry has too?"

The students below were whispering.

no way.

What happened in the basement yesterday.

It really has too much influence.

Everyone gave Charlie strange looks.

Charlie was a little dazed.

Just when Hermione wanted to explain to him.

Now he has become a celebrity in the school.

Quirrell's voice sounded again.

"Quiet, students, we will continue to go to Lianqiu."

"Okay, students. Now enter the second stage of the course, the practical part of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Quirrell clapped his hands. 157

Tell the students not to make noise.

The magic apprentice immediately fell silent.

The next thing to talk about is dry goods in their minds.

Things are prioritized.

Everyone is still very interested in learning in this field.

"As you know, the dark arts are an evil field.

"Some black magic spells, no matter the process or the power, are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"For example, there are three unforgivable curses. Of course, you don't need to know what they are yet."

"I would like to ask a classmate now, if a black wizard attacks you with magic, what should you do?"

"Oh, classmate Hermione, please tell me."

Hermione stood up immediately.

"We can use anti-curse to resolve it. If there is no anti-curse, there will be some high-end magic such as 'All curses end' to interfere with the results of magic."

"Well, yes, Miss Hermione is quite right."

Quirrell clapped his hands.

Signal for everyone to applaud.

"However, one thing has been said, not all magic has anti-curse to restrict it, and many magics are even created by dark wizards."

"In addition, the magic of ending all curses is not something that everyone can learn."

"Today, the teacher will open another door to the Dark Demon Defense for you in advance."

Quirrell finished.

The tone became a little excited.

Then Quirrell produced a newspaper.

A Study of Magic.

Many students know this newspaper.

Hermione's eyes lit up.

He bowed his head and whispered to Charlie: "What Mr. Quirrell is going to demonstrate is the research breakthrough that caused a sensation in the magic world before we entered school.

"That is a method of using magic to temper the body, which can directly improve the fit between the human body and magic power."

"After you become proficient, you will be able to condense the magic defense barrier conditionally."

Charlie showed a dazed expression.

That's it?

This is what I wrote blindly...

Quirrell was a Defense Against the Dark Arts fanatic.

He will not miss any research in this area.

"Next, we need to ask a classmate to come to the stage to cooperate with the demonstration.

Quirrell looked down.

Without waiting for the students to raise their hands.

Charlie walked out.

"Mr. Quirrell, I want to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Quirrell's eyelids twitched.

There was a bad premonition in my heart.

This guy, Charlie, really came to class with a purpose.

Then there was a glint out of the corner of Quirrell's eye.

He glanced around at the students in the audience.

The students all looked at them expectantly.

Quirrell only felt his scalp go numb.

Or maybe Voldemort was a little numb.

But there is no way.

There is no reason to refuse.

"Well, it's rare that Charlie is so eager to learn.

Quirrell confronted Charlie.

"Everyone is optimistic."

"This is the magic screen..."

Quirrell just said so-so.

Suddenly, the whole person felt a huge magical impact.

Fly out.

Hit the podium hard.

"Ah, sorry, Mr. Quirrell."

"I just want to practice. If someone sneaks up, how should the teacher respond?"

Charlie said lightly. .