The first-year student at Hogwarts is not even a true wizard.
For a long time, not only Hogwarts, but also the entire magical world thought so.
Because compared to their weak magic that sometimes doesn't work, once a conflict occurs, dropping the wand and rushing towards the opponent is usually a more common and effective way of "reasoning".
However, after just one class of Defense Against the Dark Arts (to be precise, it is now called Magic Combat), a door to a new world suddenly opened in front of the students.
"Whether it's black magic or white magic, it's actually an inaccurate term."
Grindelwald shuttled among the students who were practicing as a team and spoke slowly in a voice that was just right for the whole class to hear clearly.
"That's just based on the results it causes and the most common use cases."
"The Fire Curse can effectively repel the Inferi, vampires and dozens of other dark creatures that are afraid of sunlight and high temperatures; and the Floating Curse, if used with evil intentions, is enough to take away the fragile lives of humans..."
"Um...Miss Hermione Granger, do you have any questions?"
Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, glanced at the girl who raised her right hand, turned around and asked curiously.
"Professor Apokalis, what you said is different from the introduction in the book."
Hermione looked at Grindelwald seriously, bit her lip and said quickly.
"Black magic is a general term for those dangerous magics. They have many characteristics that are different from most magic: they are highly harmful to humans, lack effective solutions to curses, and the release process violates normal morality..."
"A very meaningful question. Yes, the content in the book is not completely wrong - for mediocre people."
Grindelwald grinned and pointed the wand in his hand at the wall behind the classroom.
"Funny!"
boom!
A dazzling white light pierced the air.
With a roar, a terrifying crack appeared on the solid stone wall of the castle.
"Miss Granger, this is a simple magic used to fight against Boggarts. Its only use is to change it from an annoying appearance to a ridiculous state... However, with the blessing of powerful enough magic,
Down……"
Grindelwald pointed at the crack on the wall and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"I can tell you with certainty that this curse can easily take away the lives of every, well, most of the students in this classroom."
"On the other hand, the black magic fire curse I just mentioned..."
Without any spell, a weak flame appeared at Grindelwald's fingertips.
"Huh~"
Grindelwald blew gently and extinguished the flames gracefully.
"Now, let me tell you a fact that is easy to understand, but is always forgotten."
"Any discussion of the dangers and practicality of a spell without taking into account the actual scenario and the power used by the wizard to cast the spell is pointless nonsense - the Fire Charm can effectively remove evil spirits from the castle.
Termites and head soaking spells may also cause death to be particularly ugly.”
Looking around at the little wizards in the classroom who seemed to understand but not understand, Grindelwald was in a pretty good mood.
Compared with those adult wizards who are full of selfish desires, stupid and stubborn, these children, who are like blank sheets of paper, are the future of this world - as he has been alone in Nurmengard Castle over the years, Grindelwald has gradually realized that he once
The biggest problem is that we are too eager to make changes happen.
"Remember, magic is just magic."
Grindelwald shrugged and said with a gentle smile.
"Magic can only bloom in a very few souls, children. First of all..."
"Cough cough cough!"
At this moment, there was a sudden coughing sound at the door of the classroom.
Grindelwald stopped his lecture and turned around, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Ah... Professor Dumbledore, if I remember correctly, it should be class time now?"
"Sorry, Professor Apokalis."
Dumbledore stood in front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, bowing his head slightly to apologize.
Immediately afterwards, the old wizard seemed not to understand the dissatisfaction in Grindelwald's voice. Instead of leaving, he walked straight in and came to the end of the classroom, carefully observing the cracked wall.
"I just happened to hear some unexpected noises when I was passing by, so..."
Dumbledore took out his wand and tapped it on the wall. The broken stone powder returned to the wall as if going back in time. The crack that had been blasted by the curse healed quickly until it disappeared.
"Also, can you allow me to listen for a while? I am definitely not questioning your knowledge of magic. I am just a little worried about whether these first-year children who are new to magic...can understand what you are saying."
"……Ah."
Looking at the familiar smirk on the old face in front of him, Grindelwald raised his eyebrows disdainfully.
After all these years, could he still not understand Dumbledore's thoughts at this moment?
Didn't he just say a few lines of the speech he gave in the cemetery out of habit, this old guy rushed in nervously, lest he take this opportunity to re-promote his previous ideas - the same situation, these days
It has appeared several times in class. The first few times, it was just to create a little magic wave outside the classroom. This time, it simply broke in.
"Of course, you are the Headmaster of Hogwarts, everything is decided by you."
Grindelwald snorted in displeasure, twirling the wand in his hand.
"And I remember that I have informed you about the changes to the curriculum before. Professor Dumbledore."
"Don't get me wrong, this is not an order from the principal."
Dumbledore smiled slightly, conjured a wooden chair out of thin air, and sat down at the back of the classroom - obviously not planning to leave.
"This is just a former Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who is curious about the latest changes in the direction of this course. You can just treat me as a special student."
"Student? Okay."
Grindelwald glanced at the old wizard who was lingering in the classroom, raised the corner of his mouth with a playful smile, turned to look at the whole class, and continued from where he had been interrupted.
"First of all, I need to ask you to answer a question, what is the most powerful magic in the world?"
The students looked at each other with hesitant expressions on their faces.
Since Dumbledore was listening at the back of the classroom, the little wizards were a little cautious.
For a moment, the classroom fell into an eerie silence. After a few seconds of silence, Hermione was the first to raise her hand.
"Avada Kedavra, the Killing Curse. You said that this curse cannot be resisted or interrupted... What's more important is that the former Dark Lord used this magic to kill countless wizards and became a legend in the history of modern magic.
The most terrifying dark wizard."
The scariest thing...the dark wizard?!
"Voldemort? Ha." (When the name was mentioned, the children from the wizarding family all trembled)
Grindelwald recalled the black figure that was littering the road a few days ago, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head.
"The Demon King? He is just a self-proclaimed one. In my opinion, he is just a young man who abuses the killing curse. He doesn't even understand what he is doing. Moreover, it turns out that the killing curse is not completely unstoppable..."
Hearing this, the whole class subconsciously turned their heads to look at Harry, who was sitting in the corner of the classroom.
Obviously, the person Grindelwald mentioned who successfully resisted the Killing Curse was the savior who had hardly had much presence since entering Hogwarts - although for Harry himself, this
It's not a bad thing.
However, as Hermione's answer was rejected, the whole class fell into silence again.
"It's such a pity that no one can answer such a simple question."
Grindelwald pretended to regret and shook his head.
The old wizard looked at the quiet classroom, with a proud smile on his face, and was about to reveal the answer to the mystery.
You must know that although it was just a temporary move, Grindelwald had indeed prepared a lesson plan for the class. Otherwise, Dumbledore and the professors at the school would not have allowed a strange wizard to directly take over such an important subject.
However, at this moment, a voice that made people's brains hurt suddenly came out.
"That...healing magic? Or should I say, magic text?"
"Emmmmm..."
The smile on Grindelwald's face froze subconsciously. He turned his head to look at the white-haired dumpling with his hands raised innocently, and suddenly felt a vague pain in his left shoulder. Could this kid be hinting at something?