It was Saturday, the first week of school. After a whole week of continuous rain, the sun finally came out. When Ryan and Hermione walked out of the Room of Requirement after practicing, the sun was already high in the sky.
When passing through the corridor, the sun shone in through the gaps in the corridor without glass, making them unable to open their eyes. From these gaps, they could see the treetops of the Forbidden Forest swaying gently in the breeze, letting the fresh air blow onto their faces.
Above. In short, today is a good weather.
"Is there any news related to us?" Ryan asked as he watched Hermione grab a copy of the Daily Prophet. They practiced for a long time in the morning, so most of them had already finished lunch and went back to rest.
, only a few students were still sitting at the long table eating their lunch.
"Yes." Hermione said and pointed to a small article and handed it to Ryan. This article was less than an inch long. The title was: Trespassing into the Ministry of Magic. Stooges Podmore, now thirty-eight years old, lives in Clark
No. 2 Laburnum Park, Pen District, was tried in the Wizengamot a few days ago, accused of illegally trespassing into the Ministry of Magic and attempting to commit robbery on August 31. Podmore was captured by Eric Munch, a guard of the Ministry of Magic.
Qi discovered that he was trying to break through a first-class security door at one o'clock in the morning. Podmore refused to defend himself, was found guilty of two charges, and was imprisoned in Azkaban for six months.
"I have an impression of this man," Ryan said in a low voice. "He was supposed to be one of the guards escorting us to King's Cross Station on the day we took the train to school, but he didn't come and made Moody very unhappy."
"Then he should also be a member of the Order of the Phoenix." Hermione came over and whispered quietly. "This means that the dispute between Fudge and Dumbledore has reached a fever pitch. Fudge has completely broken his skin and will use any means to kill Dumbledore."
People were purged from the Ministry of Magic."
"That sounds terrible." Ryan threw the newspaper on the table and took a piece of bread and put a piece of roast beef on it and stuffed it into his mouth. "But these are what Dumbledore needs to worry about. What we need to do now is
Try not to cause them any more trouble."
But when the weekend came, Ryan began to do something that might cause trouble for Dumbledore. That was, the book club party started again.
This year, no new students participated in the reading club, mainly because the situation this year was a bit bad, and even worse, some people quit.
"Maine chose to withdraw because his family has been officials of the Ministry of Magic for generations. So he said it was not suitable for him to be too close to us. In the morning, he specifically notified me of this with an owl and wrote a very formal farewell letter.
." Hermione looked a little angry.
"The butt determines the head. As a child, it is normal for him to be influenced by his family and draw boundaries with us. There is no need for you to feel uncomfortable because of this." Ryan said to Hermione. "Just like what Percy said in the letter he sent this week.
In that way, Fudge requires everyone to make a complete choice between him and Dumbledore."
"I hope everything goes well for Percy." Hermione sighed after hearing this, remembering the contents of Percy's letter. "Fudge actually arranged their entire team in the most dangerous place, just because they were dissatisfied with Fudge's
I criticized the practice a few times in private and was reported by others. This is simply the behavior of ***."
Fortunately, only one person chose to leave, and everyone else arrived at 7:30 pm.
When everyone got together after a summer break, the first thing they did was to share with each other what they had done during the summer vacation. The next step was to complain about the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
"Why did the Ministry of Magic send that toad to the school? I think our class will be wasted this year if this continues," Celia complained.
"After all, you are only a junior, so it's not a big problem to waste the previous year. Those of us who have to face important exams are the worst." Justin looked a little angry, "Why would a senior official from the Ministry of Magic have nothing to do this year?
Come be a professor."
"Because Professor Dumbledore told the truth, Fudge and him had a big difference." Qiu Zhang's voice rang. "My mother got the news from her friends in the Ministry of Magic. Fudge didn't want us to fight.
Training. Because he is worried that Professor Dumbledore will organize a secret army of his own and then use it to compete with the Ministry of Magic."
"If Dumbledore wanted to control the Ministry of Magic, he didn't need to organize his own army. He could defeat Fudge's lackeys all by himself. It's no wonder that the level of staff in the Ministry of Magic plummeted after Fudge came to power. It turns out that his criteria for selecting people are
See if you can get beaten by yourself." Fred leaned back in his chair and said.
"But this is a good thing for us." George hugged Fred's shoulders fiercely. "Because they are terrible, so we can sell more defensive suits."
After speaking, he stood up and said to other members: "The Weasley Joke Shop now sells magic defense suits, which can protect against magic of the level of the coma spell. I can give you a 30% discount for every member of the book club."
"Okay, shut up. This is not a place for you to sell products." Hermione stood up and stopped the twins. "I think our main task today is to make a plan for this semester."
"The most important thing is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Zhang Qiu said. "Anyway, I don't believe that after I master the book, I will be able to cast magic smoothly during the exam. I will also take the n.e.w.t exam next year. This year will be really wasted.
It’ll be over in the next year.”
"Then let's just practice it in private." Hermione said, "Anyway, we have a guild president who can defeat a dragon head-on. Last year, Moody repeatedly praised Ryan as being comparable to some Auror novices. I think with
This level should teach us."
After listening to Hermione's words, everyone nodded in agreement, so Ryan announced that at every gathering, he would set aside a certain amount of time to practice the content of the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, and he would also teach some of his own tips.
Everyone seems to be looking forward to this.
In short, this gathering started with the actual practice of spells after the initial arrangements for the semester. They chose the Iron Armor Curse for the first spell of this semester because everyone had already learned the Disarming Curse before, so Ryan found
A very practical but safe spell for everyone to learn.
The practice method is that one person uses the disarming spell to attack, while the other person uses the iron armor spell to defend. At the beginning, everyone's mastery of the iron armor spell was not high, and wands flew up from time to time. But after an hour of practice, many people have mastered the iron armor spell.
He has initially mastered the Iron Armor Curse, and can use the prepared Iron Armor Curse to resist an attack by the Disarming Curse.
"Okay, usually everyone can practice this spell in private. I will make a next study plan based on everyone's progress next week." Seeing that the curfew was about to come, Ryan stopped everyone's practice and warned them carefully.
.They must rush back to their dormitories, otherwise they will be in trouble if Filch catches them.
"I know." "Understood." "We'll have no problem." The students below answered in a flurry, and Ryan nodded: "If everyone has a good grasp of the situation, I can teach you some more effective methods next week.
Spell. Okay, see you next week."
"Today's event was very successful, but thinking about it was caused by an incompetent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. I feel a little uncomfortable. I really hope there is a better professor!" to Gryffindor public
As she walked into the lounge, Hermione raised her head and said to Ryan.
"Unfortunately, these are not things we can decide. What we can do now is to help some students who are willing to believe in us." Ryan sighed softly. In this changing situation, the only thing he can choose is to try his best to help those in need around him.