Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 450 The Professor
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Originally, in the new semester, many people were worried about the newly appointed Headmaster Haimer, but none of them expected that on the first day of school, they would find the comfort they had never experienced before, and they would not have to sleep drowsily listening to the new principal. According to the various rules of the semester, you can go back to the dormitory and have a good sleep immediately.

Even if they wake up the next morning, the students don't need to worry about such things anymore-because all the announcements are written in the college magazine.

In the common room of each college, there is a thick and heavy college magazine, the size of which is almost the same as a wall, on which the latest announcements in the school are updated from time to time, or the more common lost and found, everything have.

Harry, who had a good rest last night, came to the common room early in the morning. He stared at the college magazine for a while, and found that the content on it was not much different from before.

Ron, who was walking behind, said abruptly: "I suddenly remembered something. It would be fine if there was only Dumbledore, but Principal Highmore didn't introduce us to the new professor of transformation."

Ron knew Lily's real identity. He had been a guest at Harry's house after the holiday, and he was very envious of Harry's spacious bedroom.

"This is what my mother asked for." Harry whispered, "She still doesn't want to attract too many people's ideas, and she can't learn a foreigner's accent, and she can't pretend to be a wizard from another country, so she has to use This way to reduce the sense of presence."

"It sounds difficult." Ron commented with a strange face: "She is our new professor, the dean of Gryffindor, and the vice-principal of the school, how could she not attract attention with so many identities? !"

As it happens, Lily also thinks this is a terrible idea.

"I feel like I'm about to be exposed."

At breakfast in the Great Hall, Lily sat next to Toby and whispered, "Horace took the opportunity to tell me last night that he had a student or something, and he almost said my name. He also mentioned When we got to Severus, he asked me if I knew him."

"Then just tell him no." Toby slowly spread jam on the slice of bread: "Besides me, his favorite student before was you—no, maybe the mysterious man should be added, It doesn't matter. I mean, if you're going to stay at Hogwarts forever, you're going to have to face this day."

Lily fell into deep thought. Although her return had little to do with her resurrection from the dead, there was still too much information and people involved, and it was inconvenient to say all of them.

Toby ignored Lily's worries. He glanced towards the Gryffindor long table and saw Morgan Le Fay who also got up early for breakfast.

She still looks like little Angela, and she doesn't have many friends around her.

Compared with Lily, Morgan must have aroused more suspicion.

This "little Angela" has attracted the attention of all the teachers and students in the school since last night. Except for Lily, the deans of the other three colleges have come to Toby to ask Morgan's identity.They were even more surprised when they heard that Snape was Morgan's guardian.

Fortunately, no one can contact Snape now, otherwise he will definitely receive a bombardment of letters asking him what is going on.

No matter what the professors think, a new semester always starts, and students also take courses that are new for the year.

Lily's Transfiguration class was not bad. From the very beginning, she wanted to teach the class with peace of mind. Except that her style was too similar to McGonagall who had left school, it didn't cause much trouble. Even the students couldn't help but think it was Mag was possessed by Lily, so she didn't feel any strange feeling.

But the other two professors were a little different.

When the students filled Dumbledore's classroom, everyone felt a very strange feeling in their hearts.

As the former headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore has not had to teach students for many years.

And this time Dumbledore is still the Minister of Magic. God knows how he managed to return to Hogwarts without resigning.

"Long time no see, my dear children."

The feeling of saying the same words from different populations is completely different. When Dumbledore called the students this way, it was not as infiltrating as Toby.

The students who sat in their seats honestly raised their heads one after another, and everyone was staring at this gentle old man.

Dumbledore went on to say: "Although Toby didn't specifically introduce my position at the opening dinner, I think you should all know in advance from the newspaper that I will be your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the new year. I vaguely remember the course seeming to have a new professor every year, and this year was no exception."

"Also, it's worth mentioning that I've been in charge of this course for some time in my long teaching career - so I think you should at least not have to worry about the quality of your teaching."

The joke was well told, and many students couldn't help laughing out loud - who would have worried that Dumbledore would be incompetent, and he wasn't Lockhart.

After a brief introduction, Dumbledore officially began to give lectures to the students.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts class, this class is usually used to teach you how to resist various types of black magic, including black magic creatures, black magic spells, and the most common duels."

"In the past four years, you have learned a lot of useful knowledge, and there is no need to repeat many of them, except for one point - dueling."

Dumbledore's words startled the students, and only the sound of breathing could be heard in the quiet classroom.

Before this, the students only had one dueling class, and that class was still messy, it was hard for people to learn anything useful.

Whether it is for the sake of safety or the consideration of the venue, the school should not start dueling classes again.

But the man standing before them now was Dumbledore.

And in his glorious life, there happened to be one experience that made him famous-that legendary duel with Grindelwald.

"You heard me right, children."

Dumbledore said calmly: "Although it may take a long time to use it, you are still too inexperienced in duels. When the real battle really comes, there will be no chance for you to salute each other, because that is not What a duel match, but to really defeat a person, sometimes even life or death."

"of course."

Before the students became even more terrified, Dumbledore said in time: "It is not necessary to do that in our class. I will recount to you some examples of duels that have actually happened. This is our early lesson. And you need to enter the perspective of one side and think about how to defeat the other side more effectively, or turn defeat into victory."

"After the necessary theoretical knowledge is over, we will start the real dueling class."

Dumbledore then brought up an example he had seen at school - a duel between Aberforth and a conflicted student, in which Aberforth used a brutal Impeding Charm to win Winning and forcing the loser to stop laughing at his favorite animal - the goat.

After the narration was over, Dumbledore assigned a thesis assignment for the students. He did not put forward too difficult a length requirement, but he still stated that he would personally check the content of each assignment to ensure that the students had really thought about it. The content of this lesson.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked out of the classroom together with their schoolbags on their backs.

The three of them walked quietly in the corridor for a while, and finally Hermione spoke first: "I can probably guess what you are thinking—it's the duel between Dumbledore and Grindelwald, right?" No? Will he tell the details of that duel?"

Although it was hailed as a legendary duel, there was not much written content leaked out. Only a few people who witnessed it with their own eyes lamented that it was the most exciting duel they had ever seen in their lives.

Ron said excitedly: "Unless we can study this class with our heart, I'm afraid we won't be able to hear the words, but maybe the students who perform well will have a chance to hear it."

Harry turned to look at him.

"Good student? You mean Hermione, right?"

"Why can't it be me?" Ron said with his eyes widened. "Now among the three of us, I am the only one who knows how to be a devil. If you really want to duel, none of you can compare to me."

Harry's devil was eaten by Professor Highmore during the final Triwizard Tournament last term as part of his ritual of becoming Death.

As for Hermione, she had heard from Cedric that the self-casting wand needed a devil to make it, but after so long, Professor Highmore seemed to have no intention of teaching her about the devil.

This incident made Hermione suffer in silence for a while, obviously Harry and Ron have learned, when will it be her turn.
"Just wait and see," Hermione snorted. "Wait until I make the autocasting wand—"

"Cedric did it," Ron corrected. "You're just doing a little favor—well, go ahead."

Hermione narrowed her eyes and stared at him: "When I make the auto-casting wand, the first thing I will do is to let you keep summoning the devil, and then let you and your little spider get along well alone."

Ron's devil was in the shape of an acromantula, and because of this willingness, he rarely summoned it, otherwise he would scare himself to death before defeating the enemy.

Harry endured the quarrel between the two in silence, wondering what his own devil was all about.

Even Headmaster Highmore couldn't give Harry an accurate answer to this matter—no one knows whether he can learn this magic again after the devil disappears, and the only analogy is the Patronus, but I have never heard of anyone whose patron saint would be eaten by others.

Then they went to a Charms and Potions class.

Both Dean Flitwick and Slughorn are still the same, nothing changed from last semester.

The former kept encouraging the students to practice more spells, while the latter, as before, praised the students who performed well, and ignored Ron who was not doing well by the way—even if he was sitting on the top student Hermione. beside.

While Ron complained in a low voice, the three hurried to the classroom of the last class of the day.

Ancient magic class classroom.

The students who walked in found their seats and sat down. They took out this year's latest textbook - "Ancient Magic and Black Magic", and placed this book on the desk.

Among them, many students have previewed this new textbook in advance.

According to Hermione, she thought she was reading "The Complete Book of the Dark Arts", or "How to Become a Dark Wizard".

There are many strange black magic recorded in this textbook, not only the most famous three unforgivable curses, but also many incomplete ones, which are traces of black magic discovered by Toby during archaeology.

If you want to compare it with torture, the wizards in the past are much more experienced than the current ones.

After the class bell rang, Toby walked into the classroom unhurriedly, holding a copy of his latest book in his hand.When he came to the podium, he looked at the students very kindly.

"It's another new semester."

Toby said gently: "Before this, we have studied magic circles, ritual magic, and some courses related to these two parts, such as some preparations before learning ritual magic, patron saint spells and so on. .”

"Today, we are finally going to start using them officially. I mean to study and use ancient magic more deeply than before, so as to teach you how to deal with black wizards, which can also be regarded as learning a lot of black magic wizard."

"You've all probably read the book, haven't you?"

All the students nodded silently. Even if some of them were not interested in the contents of this book, they would still try to read some, for fear that they would be called up by Principal Haimo to answer questions in class on the first day of school.

"very good."

Toby looked back in satisfaction and said, "Before starting today's class, I still have some ideas about this semester's course to tell you."

"That is, the connection between ancient magic and black magic."

"The course of this semester is mainly to teach you how to use the ancient magic you have learned to deal with black magic, but the interesting thing is that in many cases, there is no difference between the two."

"Ancient magic originally included a part of black magic, and compared to the overall level of the magic world today, ancient magic is more dangerous and deadly—not only for enemies, but also for wizards who study ancient magic. It’s inevitable that this situation will happen.”

"But fortunately, you don't need to worry about this problem now, because I, a professional archeology teacher, will help you. As long as you listen carefully to the class, you won't encounter such problems."

"In addition, I want to emphasize that what you are about to learn is magic that is more powerful than black magic. Only in this way can you defeat black magic—so do you understand?"

Toby glanced at the faces of the students, and said softly: "The textbooks are just examples for coping, and the knowledge we are about to learn is much more terrifying than that."

"This time, you will truly appreciate the charm of ancient magic—deadly and infinitely attractive."

(End of this chapter)