The Wizard Supreme at Hogwarts

Chapter 166 Black Magic Lesson
On this day, every corner of Durmstrang woke up from the frozen snow edge.Like a mountain rock giant, it shakes off the silence of the whole summer vacation and bursts out with vitality.The arrival of new students injected fresh blood into this ancient and heavy torso.

Noreen spent his first night in Durmstrang peacefully in the dormitory.Except that it was a little cold when I woke up the next day, everything else was quite satisfactory.

He got up from the bed and found that the quiet and indifferent roommate was no longer in the dormitory.

When Norin finished washing up and was preparing for the first class of this semester, there was a big problem in front of him.

What is the first class?Where is the classroom?Don't have any textbooks?

Norin thought for two seconds, and was about to go out and ask someone.

He took out the scarf that he had stored in his pocket for a long time, and wrapped it around his neck. He was wearing a thick coat, and the measures to keep him warm were in place.

There was no one in the lounge, so everyone should have gone to class.

It's a new semester and no one wants to be late for the first class.

Norin walked out of the lounge and walked upstairs to the castle.Under his deliberate search, he soon saw a person who was also walking on the stairs.

"Hey, excuse me."

Norin shouted, and quickly chased after him.

The man turned around when he heard the sound, and when Norin saw his face clearly, he felt a sense of crisis in his heart—this man was as handsome as himself.

Wearing Durmstrang's light brown formal school uniform, the boy has black hair, blue eyes, and a healthy bronzed skin.The outline of his features immediately reminded Nolin of ancient Roman soldier sculptures—the chin, lips and nose are very classical.

His physique looked very tall, and the well-fitting school uniform wrapped his lean body, as if his whole body was full of strength.

The boy paused, his lips curled into a friendly arc, his eyes were filled with curiosity, and he said:

"Hello. I know you. You are the exchange student from Hogwarts..."

Jerky English spewed out of his mouth, perhaps out of practice, and he spoke extremely slowly, "My name is Giles O'Neill."

"that……"

Norin was a little surprised at his unproficient English, decided not to dwell on these details, and asked, "Where is the first class?"

"I'll take you there. I happen to be going to class too."

Giles O'Neill said with a smile, walking upstairs side by side with Noreen.

"Are you in the third grade too?"

Nuo Lin asked as he walked, and there was someone who knew the way, so he didn't panic immediately.

"Correct."

Giles O'Neill nodded and said in English with difficulty, "You can go out of school occasionally to play in the third grade."

Norin also felt a little uncomfortable hearing it, so he hesitated and asked, "Don't you usually use English?"

"Students at the school come from all over Europe and speak a variety of languages."

Giles O'Neill explained, "German, French, English, Bulgarian...Students will be divided into corresponding circles according to their mother tongue. I usually use Bulgarian."

"The textbooks are usually in English, German and Bulgarian."

Noreen nodded knowingly, thinking that Hogwarts wasn't that much of a problem. All the students were from England, so language shouldn't be a problem.

However, Norlin was a little puzzled, how did Karkaroff manage to make all the students understand when he spoke at the dinner party yesterday?

During the conversation, the two had already walked to the third floor, pushed open the door of a classroom and walked in.

The temperature in the classroom was a bit low, and Norin couldn't help wrapping his coat tightly, and he could breathe out white air even when he opened and closed his lips.

Strange things such as puppets and broken long swords hung on the wall, and a black mark was embedded on the wall, depicting a double-headed eagle and a deer head, surrounded by Cyrillic letters.

This is Durmstrang's school badge.

In the classroom were all the third-year students in Durmstrang. They were divided into several circles and sat in different positions, which confirmed what Giles O'Neill had said.

Norin also saw many girls who were curiously looking at the two people who entered the door.For them, Noreen and Giles O'Neill standing together was a real treat.

Durmstrang, like Hogwarts, is a coeducational school, not a boys' school as the outside world says.It's just that the temperature in the school is too low, and they are all wearing thick padded jackets, so they don't have the opportunity to show their proud figures, so they don't want to show up easily.

"Hey, Giles, this way."

In the front corner on the right side of the classroom, there were also several students sitting together.A burly boy said to Giles O'Neill with his hand out.

Giles responded, and asked Nolin with a smile, "Would you like to sit there?"

"It's all right."

Norin said indifferently, walked with him to the side of the boy and sat down.

The students in this circle welcomed Norin's arrival one after another, and greeted him proactively.Nolin responded with a smile.

On the podium, stood an old professor with white hair and beard.He watched as the two of Nuo Lin took their seats, and the class bell rang at the right time.

"Nice to meet you."

The old professor scanned the classroom sharply, and said in a deep voice like thunder:
"You can call me Professor Mars. I will be in charge of a course that is completely new to you: the Black Arts class."

Norin was shocked. He didn't expect the first class to be the one he was most interested in, so he immediately concentrated.

"I believe that the school has distributed textbooks to you, and many students have read them beforehand. But I want to emphasize that the school allows you to practice black magic in private. After all, our school focuses on combat magic. However, black magic is strictly prohibited. Attacking classmates from the same school with magic."

Following his voice, many people took out their textbooks.

Noreen poked his head curiously, glanced at Giles' textbook, but found that it was in a language he didn't know at all.

"It's Bulgarian written in the Glagolitic alphabet for secrecy."

As if seeing Nolin's doubts, Giles explained in a low voice.

"The school has always had the darkest reputation among the eleven magic schools in the world. Although this is not true, there is some truth to it. Headmaster Harfon Monte pioneered the study of black magic, and this fine tradition has been maintained ever since. to date."

Professor Mars frankly admitted the evaluation of Durmstrang from the outside world, and said with a sneer, "Other schools don't have the courage to learn this inscrutable course, and they are actually afraid of this course, but they don't know the power of magic. How dangerous it is depends on the wizard you use. Hogwarts is in the top three and only learns Defense Against the Dark Arts, which in my opinion is nothing more than that."

Many people looked at Norin, interested to see his reaction.

　Durmstrang's dormitory setting has been modified in the previous chapter

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(End of this chapter)