Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 127 The New Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts
It was already late when he came out of Dumbledore's office, and Connor only felt physically and mentally exhausted.

There are always so many troublemakers who want to harm me.

A templar who appeared out of nowhere completely disrupted Connor's school year plans.

He originally planned to win a house cup for Ravenclaw this year. This is actually quite simple. At that time, he only needs to sprinkle a lot of gold coins, and he can buy a large group of highly motivated grans. Little Fendor—go and make some trouble for Slanterling every three days.

In this way, the two competitors will be resolved at once, and Ravenclaw's House Cup will be stable.

Who knows, what kind of ghost templar came out halfway, or came to inspect him?
Connor felt that if he did this, he would definitely leave an impression of cunning in the heart of the knight professor. When he got upset, he would snap himself, and this novel would end early.

Although Dumbledore told Connor to relax and don't worry about anything, Connor was really worried.

The conversation between Connor and Dumbledore at that time went like this:

"Professor Dumbledore, is the Holy See... strong?"

"Strong, that's for sure. The strength of their Pope is not much better than mine."

"Um, then... are they... very powerful?"

"Big, that's for sure. They have a lot of people. Your new professor is a popular candidate for the next head of the Knights Templar, but they just sent him here..."

"Then... the new professor, how is his strength?"

"He is very powerful. The wizards of the Knights of the Holy See are all trained militarily. They basically use all their abilities to fight against the enemy. If you are talking about it, you may be knocked down by him in one face-to-face."

"...Professor Dumbledore, is it still too late for me to suspend my studies?"

"This is not allowed. Don't worry about the child. With me here, he won't do anything to you. The Holy See will still give me my face."

"..."

"What are you afraid of? You are a good boy, otherwise I would not agree to his entry requirements... You just need to study hard as usual and pay more attention. And I believe Sabelle will be a good teacher of."

"...But, this is wrong, Professor Dumbledore. Since the Holy See is so just and powerful, why didn't they kill Voldemort?"

Dumbledore stroked his beard and replied melancholy: "...Maybe, because they haven't heard of him."

"..."

"It's nothing surprising. The wizarding world in England doesn't have much contact with the outside world. Back then, Voldemort was just dominating the country, and your little card has already been sold to Jerusalem."

"..."

...Finally, Dumbledore asked Connor to participate in more activities this year, such as Quidditch or something, and not to hide and study magic all the time, and then let Connor out after bragging all over the world for a while.

Connor walked back to the Ravenclaw common room, his mind wandering.

Connor felt that he still knew too little about this world. This magical world was not as simple as it seemed in the movie.

The stage of the Hp movie world is still too small, and the camera never left the UK from the beginning to the end, which inevitably made Connor... the illusion that the wizarding world is just like that.

And Connor is really living in this world now, and everything that happened around him shows that this world will not be staged according to the script in the movie.

Connor, a little butterfly, has stirred up the storm...

It seems that we must have a deeper understanding of this world.

Connor thought again of the respectable, curious Professor Binns who is obviously a ghost but can hold things... I have to find a way to get close to him, how about a ghost Facebook?
Connor was full of thoughts and thoughts, and when he returned to the Eagle Ring, he was taken aback suddenly, because there was someone waiting for him here.

"Connor! You're back!" Penello stood up and greeted him with a smile.

"Penelo? Why are you here?" Connor was stunned for a moment, and said casually, "You were asked by Eagle Ring again?"

Penello blushed, stomped her feet and said anxiously: "No! I'm waiting for you specially!"

"What are you waiting for me?" Connor shrugged and walked towards the eagle ring: "Is there anything you can wait for me in the lounge..."

"Ahem, Connor! That..." Penelope held Connor and said, "That...can you...exchange Facebook with me?"

"Oh, this one, yes, here." Connor took out his Facebook, which still had a few empty places, removed a mirror, and handed it to Penello.

"Thank you!" Penello smiled happily.

Connor skillfully answered Eagle Ring's question, and found that Penello was still standing there. He asked, "What's wrong? Aren't you coming in?"

"Uh...well, you go in first, I'll go in...later, haha...haha" Penello hugged her Facebook, talking about it.

Connor tilted his head and looked at her suspiciously. Penello was still laughing dryly, and stepped back a few steps while laughing. Connor shrugged his shoulders and walked up the steps behind the door regardless of her.

...But, as soon as he entered the lounge, a group of girls surrounded him
Connor knew why Penello didn't follow her in. That girl probably never went back to the lounge at all, and kept squatting outside.

Penello is worthy of you, is it true that women know women best?
Connor sighed as he dealt with the group of girls in front of him—they all came to beg Connor...for face...

……

The first week of school this year has been uneventful, at least for Connor.

Charms class, Transfiguration class, and Potions class were all simple classes. Connor didn't learn much new knowledge, except that he got to know the buried ginseng fruit in the Herbal Medicine class——Mandrake.

On Thursday, Connor's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which he had been waiting for for a long time, finally came. According to the young wizards in other grades, the new professor taught the class quite well.

But when they asked them where the lesson stick was, they smiled and shook their heads and refused to say. The mysterious look made the little wizards who had never taken lessons very curious.

Although Connor was a little worried that he would be targeted by the professor, he was still looking forward to this class, because Connor liked to learn interesting magic knowledge. In this regard, Connor was no different from other little wizards who were looking forward to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Today, Connor and Roger came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom (it was always the same classroom) early, and then they found that here... a bit changed.

The seats for the students were divided into two rows and arranged neatly, and in the center of the podium stood a huge… cross with a Jesus tied on it.

At first glance, Connor thought he had entered some small church. It was really strange to see a cross in Hogwarts.

Our new professor, Mr. Robert de Sablé, stood under the cross with his back to the little wizards in a white robe, looking very much like a praying priest.

This style of painting... is really bursting and inconsistent...

The little wizards came one after another, and they all sat with their mouths open. In the classroom, no one spoke, and a needle could be heard.

Roger raised his eyebrows at Connor and signaled: Connor, this atmosphere is so weird!

Connor also raised his eyebrows in response: I don't know what the hell you're talking about.

Then Roger nodded approvingly.

Not long after, the little wizards finally arrived. Professor Sable turned around. The lines on his face were very straight, giving off a very serious look, unsmiling and full of aura.

He glanced at the little wizard below, but he didn't look at Connor more. Like a real professor, he said in a clear voice:
"Students, I am your new professor Robert Sablé, and I will be your professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts for the next year."

Then Professor Sable turned sideways, revealing the giant cross behind him.

"As you can see, I am a priest..."

"...while working part-time as your professor..."

"..."

(End of this chapter)