The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

An hour later, following a group of Hufflepuff students, Jon walked out of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom with a serious look.

Several classmates around are still excitedly discussing what Moody just said in class:

"Sure enough, Professor Moody is really knowledgeable!"

"I didn't expect that we would be able to know and understand black magic so closely!"

"If the Ministry of Magic knew what we were studying, would it bother Professor Moody and Professor Dumbledore?"

...

Ignoring their whispers, Jon fell into silent thought.

From the content of the lesson just now, Jon has vaguely guessed something.

If that's the case, I urgently need to know some dark magic-related knowledge!

There is no doubt that as a Death Eater trusted by Voldemort, Moody (Barty Crouch Jr.) is really good at black magic!

If really trying to understand dark magic, he's a good teacher!

It's a pity that for safety's sake, I'd better keep a little distance from him; otherwise, if there is an accident and I get hit with an Imperius Curse or something, it won't be interesting... and from Deng Judging from Blido's performance, he has also suspected Moody, and everything should be under the principal's control.

In addition, the books on black magic in the library were all hidden by Dumbledore many years ago.

As a young wizard from a non-pure blood wizard family, it is still too difficult to really get in touch with the knowledge related to black magic.

Just wait and see!

Eat something at the restaurant, then head back to the Hufflepuff common room—

Jon was surprised to find that Zacharias-Smith was reading in the common room.

"The sun came out from the west?" Jon leaned over curiously.

Zacharis proudly turned over the book in his hand, and showed Jon the title of the book: "The Guide to Transfiguration."

"How did you get this book?" Jon asked in surprise.

"Borrowed it from the library!" Zacharis said excitedly: "I lied to Hagrid, the stupid big guy, that he wanted to borrow a book about magical animals, he signed me without reading the IOU, and then I borrowed it from Mrs. Pince!"

"Are you really going to practice how to become an Animagus?" Jon had already guessed Zacharis' purpose.

"Of course!"

...It's a pity that Zacharis' enthusiasm only lasted for fifteen minutes.

When several members of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team found him, he threw the forbidden book in his hand to Jon.

"It's too complicated!" he complained: "I've never seen such a complex Transfiguration, and the light process takes more than a year; at least five advanced potions have to be prepared, and I swear I can't match any of them! "

"Then your plan to sneak into the girls' bathroom, which lasted so long, gave up?" Jon joked.

"Yes, give up!" Zacharis shook his head and stood up: "I'm off to play Quidditch... Jon, if you go to the library, help me return this book to Huo on the way. Mrs. Qi."

"Okay, leave it to me!" Jon picked up the "Point Transfiguration Guide" that Zacharis had thrown aside and received it in his backpack.

"Thank you!"

...

Zacharias-Smith has no classes in the afternoon and can go to the Quidditch pitch to let himself go.

But Jon still had an ancient rune class to take. After a short rest in the common room, he hurried to the third floor of the castle.

This course sounds quite boring from the name, so the number of electives in it is much smaller than that of other courses.

The two academies, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, had no more than a dozen students in total, sitting quietly in the classroom.

Jon found a seat and sat down.

"Hello!" In the front row, a Ravenclaw girl with light blond hair and waist-length hair turned back and winked at him gently: "Jon Hart?"

"Yes, Miss Lovegood!" Jon smiled and nodded.

"I noticed you in Defense Against the Dark Arts this morning!" Luna said softly, "What do you seem to be worrying about?"

"Maybe!" Jon said vaguely and digressed from the topic: "Maybe the class has been busy recently... By the way, you actually chose this class?"

"Of course!" Luna said brightly. "My mother told me... If you turn these ancient runes upside down, you can see that they are actually an ancient spell! So I've been looking forward to this class."

"Really?" Jon said awkwardly.

Talking to Luna Lovegood is a struggle because it's hard to keep up with her mind.

In a sense, her thinking is too wild!

Until the Rune teacher, Professor Bathcida Babling, walked into the classroom.

"I always feel that the smell on your body is a little familiar..." Luna sniffed hard, then turned around slowly and opened her textbook.

...

Professor Bathcida Babling is a very young witch, she looks only in her twenties, but her clothes are a bit plain, even sloppy.

His black robe seemed to be somewhat discolored, and he wore a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses on his face.

Professor Babbling sat on the podium and took out the roster to start the roll call; due to the small number of students, the roll call ended soon.

"Welcome to your first ancient rune class!" Professor Babuling's voice was clear: "Many students think this class is just learning a useless ancient script, and it's not magic at all... I hope Don't you think so too; then now, please open your books!"

Jon opened the catalog of his "Magic Phonics", and he was stunned.

In the inconspicuous corner of the catalogue of the book, a man with his hands tied behind his back and hanging upside down is depicted, with a faint light shining from his head.

"This is..." Jon had opened the "Magic Phonetic Chart" many times before, but never noticed this detail.

"Please turn to the third page!" Professor Babbling said without a doubt: "The origin of magic is a very controversial topic... But in the history of magic, the most convincing argument is that of modern times. Magic originated from ancient Norse magic!"

"The ancient Nordic magic has basically been lost, but their text has been preserved, that is, rune... We have reason to believe that some clues of ancient magic can be deduced from the text!" Professor Babbling paused. Dayton, and continued: "As a Nordic poem on the third page of your textbook describes-"

"Nine nights hanging from a wind-swaying tree,

stabbed by a spear;

I was sacrificed to Odin,

sacrifice to yourself,

On a tree that no one knows about!

No bread to satisfy hunger, no drop to quench thirst.

Only mysterious words, falling from trees,

I looked down and picked up runes,

Picking up and shouting, filling my heart..."

Thanks to book friends book friends 20170521112411440 and an atomic molecule for the reward.

PS: Calvinka is dying tonight. It took a long time to write and delete this chapter, and the next chapter will be later.

In addition, tomorrow and Sunday, there should be a small outbreak.