Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 36 Snape II

"Professor Quirrell has changed a lot. He was always cautious when he was a professor of Muggle studies, but yesterday he looked very calm in the teacher's seat."

Students discussing their teacher in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the second floor of the castle.

"Of course it has changed a lot. I heard that he stayed in the Black Forest for a long time."

"For at least a year, my God, I wouldn't dare go, it would be too dangerous."

"Robert, you participated in the teaching assistant interview, how was it, did you succeed?"

"Carol, I don't know." Robert replied, "The result hasn't been announced yet, and Ellie has also gone."

"I'm sure I can't. The professor is not satisfied with my defensive spells. He told me then." The sixth grade female prefect said with a sigh.

"The chances of the seventh grade are not great. The professor said that he wants a junior teaching assistant so that he doesn't have to choose next year." The seventh grade prefect said.

Robert nodded, a little excited in his heart, but he didn't show it.

"What do you think the professor will teach us?" Carlo picked up the textbook in his hand, "Is it all the content in the book?"

"Probably not, isn't there a Maple Leaf training ground in the Forbidden Forest?"

This topic excited everyone, and they started chatting about what was in that training ground.

But before they discussed the results, Quirrell had already appeared at the door.

"Ravenclaw has become so lively?"

Voldemort walked into the professor, and said with a grim expression, "I thought this was Gryffindor's classroom."

A suffocating sense of oppression enveloped the entire classroom in an instant. This was the coercion from Voldemort's remnant soul, and the young eaglets were powerless to resist.

Indulging in books and thirsting for knowledge, he easily interrupted the skill [Lin Zuo Moment], and now he is no longer controlled by Lin Zuo's main consciousness.

"Let me comment on your Ordinary Wizarding Rank results."

Voldemort picked up a drop of documents, flipped through them quickly and said. "Last year's exam was titled 'Five Traits of Werewolves', and the year before that was 'How to Tell the Faction of Vampires Through the Cochlea.'"

"There are Ravenclaws who can't answer such a question. Fortunately, they can't take my class, otherwise I will hang them upside down. The shame of these Ravenclaws."

If you want to take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in grades [-] and [-], you need to get a good grade or higher in the general wizard level exam in grade [-], which is one of the reasons why there are not many students in the class.

"Let's look at your practice again, jinx-breaking spells, defensive spells, Boggart expulsion spells... Is the general wizard level exam so casual now?"

Facing Voldemort's questioning, everyone was speechless, and they didn't come up with the question, so can they be blamed?

"None of the extra Patronus Charms can be released completely. What have you been doing all these years?"

Throwing thick materials on the table, Voldemort glanced at more than 20 students with serious eyes, and didn't give them any good looks.

"If you were fourth years, I'd be happy with your accomplishments, but you're already in sixth and seventh years, and damn it, you've disgraced Ravenclaw."

Faced with such questioning, none of the students dared to refute. It was not just the coercion of Voldemort's remnant soul that was at work, but a large part of the reason came from the identity of Quilinus Quirrell.

A Ravenclaw honors graduate, he was hired by the school as a professor of Muggle Studies shortly after graduation. He went out for a while, and then became a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts when he came back.

Such a resume is naturally qualified to reprimand Ravenclaw's juniors.

"Open the textbook Chapter 1 and take notes carefully."

As Voldemort said, he picked up his textbook - [Encountering a Faceless Monster].

[Encountering the Faceless Monster], the top textbook for Defense Against the Dark Arts, if you understand this book thoroughly, you will have no problem with the written test of the Ultimate Witch Level Exam.

"Squeak..."

The chalk made an unpleasant sound on the blackboard, and Voldemort, while looking at the book filled with markings, wrote down what he had already thought on the blackboard:
The difference between a female ghost and a ghost...

The reason for the female ghost's zombie-like appearance...

The danger of the female ghost's deadly scream and how to resist it...

The large blackboard composed of four sliding blackboards was quickly written with dense content, and the whole process took about 10 minutes.

During the period, no one spoke in the empty classroom, and all the students were "shuashuashua" taking notes, but when Voldemort finished writing all the content, no one could finish it at the same time.

"Here's what this class is about, and it's all on the blackboard, and I'm asking you to write a paper for it, ten inches long, on an analysis of Gilderoy Lockhart's Breaking with the Banshee, banishing What principles were used in the process of Bandon's female ghost."

Hearing Voldemort's words, the students' faces were full of painful expressions-you actually have to read a book before writing a thesis?

"You don't need to read all of it. Most of the content in that book is unreliable. The only strategy to deal with female ghosts looks pretty good."

Voldemort's words finally eased the pain on their faces, but the words that followed drove them into the abyss again.

"In addition, you have to come up with countermeasures based on the battle process in the book. Listen carefully, I don't need you to tell me what spells to use, but your countermeasures."

There was a sound of lamentation, but Voldemort didn't care, these were sixth and seventh grade students, there was no need to cultivate them slowly, they were already close to graduation, and they were ripe fruits.

"Left and right separation."

Voldemort waved his wand, and under the rough magic, the tables and chairs flew left and right, leaving a good space in the middle of the classroom.

"The knowledge points are on the blackboard, and the details are in the book. If you don't understand something, study it yourself. If you really don't understand it, go to the office and ask me."

Under the puzzled gaze of the students, Voldemort said, "Next, practice the Patronus Charm. I don't want to waste time in lengthy lectures."

His words made the students look at each other in blank dismay...

Co-authored professor You write down the knowledge points on the blackboard, even if the lecture is over?
The specific content requires us to learn by ourselves, so we need to practice the advanced Patronus Charm during the class time?

Professor, are you a man?
"What are you still doing in a daze? Do you want me to invite you?"

Voldemort let out a roar that finally woke the students up.

No one dared to make excuses, everyone stood up one after another and began to try the Patronus Charm.

For them who are six or seven years old, the Patronus Charm is no stranger.

As early as in the fifth grade Charms class, Professor Flitwick explained in detail the magic gestures, spells and emotions that need to be mobilized.

But... this is Defense Against the Dark Arts class, not Charms class.

"Let you find the source of happiness, not make you giggle..."

"Dementors won't wait for you to cast their magic, so act quickly and decisively."

"Recite the spell clearly, vague spells are useless, do you want me to remind you?"

Rough reminders sounded from time to time, and the Ravenclaw students trembled.

Before the class, they made countless guesses about the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but they just didn't expect...

Senior, are you going to be Snape II?
Goodness, did you really graduate from the wise Ravenclaw?
(End of this chapter)