Dingdingdong~!???

After the Hogwarts administrator and the squin Argus Felch rang the ringtone for the get out of class, soon the thirty or forty students in the fourth grade of Hogwarts finally rushed out of the black magic defense classroom as if there was a very terrifying monster in the classroom driving them away?

After the rest of the students of the same grade had almost been exposed, the three groups of Harry, Hermione and Ron, who were at the end, held their respective textbooks and squeezed out from the inside with a hurried look.

After the three of them left, the classroom was empty. Except for one of them still sitting, leaning against the podium, a crutch, an old white hair, a scarred face and a sloppy old man with blue magical alchemy fake eyes drinking something against a silver curved wine bottle.

The sloppy old man appeared at the last moment on the opening ceremony, and then scared the teachers and students present. He was appointed by Dumbledore as a professor of the Black Magic Defense class this school year, and the crazy-eyed man Alastor Moody, who is responsible for teaching hundreds of students in the school to black magic defense!

"Hey!"

"Hermione! And Ron!"

"What do you think of this black magic defense class? Isn't it great? I've never met a professor of black magic defense class like Professor Alastor Moody. He actually taught us directly to fight and identify the three terrible spells, and even handed them to us in full. That was really great!"

Just as he came out of the classroom of the Black Magic Defense Class and was about to walk to the Potion Class, Harry was so excited that he couldn't help but cheer to his two companions around him.

‘…’

‘…’

However, unlike the excitement he was alone, Ron next to him seemed a little scared, and Hermione also frowned silently, hugged her own textbook and followed behind the two of them, looking depressed, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Harry!"

"Those three spells are unforgivable spells. Professor Moody shows us it's fine, because he is a retired Auror, a professor in the school, and the target of casting spells is always spiders..."

"But he taught us the spell directly. That's bad, very bad!!"

Hermione felt that that kind of spell should not have been contacted by them, the fourth-grade students, so Professor Moody should not have used that spell to teach them, the lower-grade students!

Or, at least the sixth and seventh grade students who have completed the fifth grade .ls test need to be selectively exposed to them?

"That's an unforgivable curse!"

Hermione repeated again to the companion in front of her who looked careless and didn't care at all.

"If anyone uses any of them, it will definitely cause serious consequences and be arrested by the Ministry of Magic and locked up in Azkaban! Harry, I know you secretly wrote down those three spells with your notebook, but I must warn you that you must not do anything nonsense!"

"Anyway!"

"Professor Moody's approach is really terrible. If he continues to teach like that, he will definitely be complained by students or parents!!"

Surprisingly, this is the first time Hermione has privately said that a professor is not...

Because, in her opinion, the teaching method of Professor Moody was too radical. Even she was scared by the other party's control and torture and killing the poisonous spider, let alone other classmates.

And this is precisely the reason why the students left hurriedly as soon as the bell rang, and they were reluctant to stay with Professor Moody for an extra minute! If Harry hadn't even specially ran to ask the new professor of Black Magic Defense, she and Ron would have left with the others long ago.

“??”

"Oh no! I didn't say I was going to do it!"

"But, Hermione, you know, he is the professor of the Dark Magic Defense class that Professor Dumbledore invited this year. Since Professor Dumbledore did not interfere, it proves that Professor Moody's approach is correct and allowed! And I think he should teach that way, and it's better to teach more, rather than follow the textbook entirely?"

"Only in that way can we learn more and more useful things!!"

Finally, a professor of black magic defense class that he liked and was interested in. Harry would not let Hermione say what he was wrong, so he spontaneously defended the other party.

Anyway, in his opinion, that Professor Moody is indeed very good. Harry expressed his satisfaction and hopes that in the next year, the other party can teach them more practical spells and techniques, preferably those unique experiences and spells when they are Auror?

You know, Harry is determined to choose to be an Auror after graduation, and then participate in the glorious cause of fighting the Death Eaters, attacking mysterious men and black wizards, and fighting on the front line of defending the wizards! And now, the knowledge that Professor Moody taught them is what he wants to learn most at the moment.

"You were wrong!"

"Harry, I think that's probably not necessarily the instruction of Professor Dumbledore. That nine is just that Professor Moody himself was too messy, so he shouldn't have done that, at least he shouldn't have taught that kind of spell to us lower grade students!"

After saying that, Hermione subconsciously looked into the door of the black magic defense class classroom behind the three of them.

When she saw that the distance was far enough and she was still drinking that kind of weird thing in the classroom, she did not come out, and she certainly didn't hear her words, she lowered her voice and said with a hint of complaint.

Because, she had already come into contact with some extremely profound and terrifying spells from that magic book two years ago, but she could understand the harm of easily touching that kind of thing better than the two companions in front of her!

"No!"

"Hermione! Now the Death Eaters have started to go out for activities. You have also seen the Quidditch World Cup that night. They burned the entire camp and released the Dark Mark! Now we have reason to believe that the mysterious man will be back soon. Now we will learn in advance how to fight those Death Eaters who are good at using the Unforgivable Spell, which is definitely extremely correct!"

"So, Hermione...I don't think Professor Moody did anything wrong!"

"When Professor Dumbledore invites a retired former Auror to return to school to coach, there must be a reason why he must do that?"

Harry was still sure that he was right and firmly defended Professor Moody.

Because he now feels that the other party must be the best black magic defense professor he met during his four years of study at Hogwarts Magic School, no one! Compared with the current Professor Moody, the three previous candidates, in addition to Professor Lupin's important skills in dealing with dementors, are definitely unqualified, whether it is Kiro, possessed by Voldemort or the bragging Gidro Lohart.

Originally, Harry thought that if any Professor Anne could serve as their Black Magic Defense class, it would be a good idea. However, now, he suddenly changed his mind and insisted that Professor Moody was indeed a good candidate?

"that……"

"Harry, I also think it's not good to do Professor Moody like that... Didn't you see it just now? Neville was almost scared to death. How could he do that randomly..."

"That Professor Moody must be crazy!"

"I've heard of it. It seems... that crazy-eyed man Moody liked to do things randomly when he was an Auror, crazy and had many quirks. Anyway, there are not many people in the Ministry of Magic who like him..."

In fact, Ron was a little scared in class just now. He never thought that their new professor of Black Magic Defense would dare to openly demonstrate the three unforgivable spiders to a little spider in the first class of the new semester!

Sure enough, the other party was called "Crazy Eyes Moody" by others, and was pointed at by people from the Ministry of Magic in private. It was not unreasonable to have a bad reputation.

"Okay, let's not talk about the Black Magic Defense Class!"

"Harry, there is the Potion Class classroom ahead. Let's hurry up. There is not much time left. If you are accidentally late, I think Professor Snape will definitely not let us go easily, especially... won't let you go?"

If they are late, it will be certain that the three of them will be deducted points from Gryffindor College!

Of course, in addition to deducting points, thinking about the scenes of the potion classes in the past three years, Hermione felt that this poor friend Harry, who would definitely be given additional "care" from Professor Snape, for example, after a public sarcasm, he would be punished to copy twenty pages of the formula and the related attributes of the potion?

That kind of scene was definitely not what friends like her and Ron wanted to see, because that kind of scene was really a little bad for them.

"Ah? Merlin's beard!"

"Quick! Hurry Harry! We must be hurry, we must not be late!!"

Soon, his spirit was a little bad, as if he was scared, and then suddenly recalled all the things that Snape's "dark wizard" had done to him before, and he did not want to be grabbed and scolded by the other party in class again. Then, he was ridiculed by the little snakes of Slytherin, so he pulled Harry's hand, shook his arms and ran forward.

Today is the first potion class this semester. If he is really punished for being late, his two twin brothers will definitely complain to his family!

"You guys wait for me..."

"Why……"

Unexpectedly, the two of them left themselves and ran away first. There was no way. Hermione had to shake her head helplessly, sigh, and then speeded up her pace. She followed the complex and dim stair corridors of Hogwarts alone and quickly chased towards the Potion Classroom below the castle.

The Potion Classroom is not big or very dark, because there are many candles in the classroom, and the kerosene lamps used to heat crucibles on the experimental tables are also lit... However, for some reason, none of the students entering the classroom dared to play or make loud noises. They all sat in their respective positions as soon as possible.

Perhaps, it is because the professor on the podium who was standing there with his hands crossed, with straight hair, cold eyes and pale skin had too strong aura?

‘Hey, look!’

‘How could Professor Anne be here? Will she be the helper that Professor Snape invited today?’

'ah……'

‘I don’t know, Professor Snape never needs an assistant, right?’

‘That doesn’t necessarily…’

‘…’

‘Did Professor Anne want to learn potions herself? Look, there seems to be a lot of potions and a crucible in front of her?’

‘But she is already a professor now, and she is very awesome. Do she still need to come and learn potions with us?’

‘Her spells and magic are really amazing. Maybe her potions are bad, and they are not as good as us?’

‘It’s really possible!!’

‘Don’t she have to attend classes today?’

‘She is an honorary professor. If she wants to start classes, there will be notifications in the auditorium…’

'I tell you, Professor Anne is probably the most leisurely professor in our Hogwarts. As long as she wants, she can not start classes for the whole semester, and she is not afraid of President Dumbledore causing trouble for her!'

‘She came to Potion Class today, so she shouldn’t have to do her homework like us, right?’

‘No need!’

'Why?'

'Because Professor Snape must not be able to beat her, he has no way to ask her to do her homework!'

‘!!’

'You are in trouble. I think Professor Snape must have heard you. He just saw it!'

'ah??'

When they came to the Potion Class classroom, the Gryffindor students and Slytherin students who were preparing for class in groups. When they saw that the little girl and Professor Anne were sitting on the small table that had been empty before, they whispered and discussed in a low voice.

However, they didn't dare to speak too loudly...

Because, although the class has not been officially started yet, their Potions Professor, Severus Snape, was standing on the podium at this time, with his fingers crossed and closed his eyes, squinted his eyes slightly, standing there and emitting some extremely terrifying majesty towards them!

“…”

"Please be quiet, classmates!!"

Seeing that the time was about to reach the class point, seeing that everyone was here, and no one dared to be late on the first day, Snape finally had to speak.

"Students..."

"Although this is a new semester, you are now in the fourth grade..."

"But I still have to repeat the sentence I said when I first saw you: You are here to learn the precision science and strict craftsmanship of formulating magic potions. This is not something that can be accomplished by silly swinging the wand... So, many of you may find it difficult to believe that this is magic. I don't expect you to truly understand the beauty of the white smoke wafting out of the simmering crucible. You will not really understand the liquid that flows into people's blood vessels, the magical magic that makes people's hearts scatter and will be confused..."

"Some of you are destined to be a group of hopeless idiots, but fortunately, for two more years, after the exam next year, except for those students who have achieved excellent results in the Potions class exam, no one else is qualified to enter my class again!"

After saying that, Snape shook his cold eyes at Harry and Ron of Gryffindor College. It was obvious that among the things the students were talking about, he heard part of what the two guys said!
To be continued...