Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 107 Desperate Draco
Since the venue was relatively small, in order to avoid hurting the students, Peter set up a ring-shaped barrier around the edge, and the two moved around inside the barrier.

The students quickly saw the differences in styles between different wizards. Peter and Snape could be said to be more cautious types, accustomed to using the smallest movements to attack and dodge as quickly as possible.

But Sirius is different. His posture of swinging his wand is wide open and wide, and his frame is very wide. Every move is full of deterrence, like a ferocious beast. Raising it above his head, he cast a spell at a tricky angle.

Three red lights flew towards Peter. He used his magic wand to open one in the middle, and summoned two statues of knights with shields to block the other two. With a muffled sound, Peter swung his staff sideways to fight back, and Sirius jumped to the side, dodging the blow.

"Come again! Peter!" Sirius smiled excitedly, pointing his broad chest with the tip of his stick.

"As you wish." Peter stood on the spot, shook his wand, and a shrunken fire dragon flew towards Sirius, and there was a burst of exclamation from the students.

Sirius didn't panic in the slightest, he first cast a skillful Eye Sickness Curse, and the fire dragon instantly fell from the air and rolled on the ground, then he aimed at the fire dragon's belly and released multiple stun spells, and the fire dragon didn't move.

The students stared wide-eyed at Sirius' operation, but Harry had a comprehending expression. He didn't know how many times he had seen his godfather skillfully fight the fire dragon.

On the field, Peter's offensive was not over yet. The two statues of knights dropped their shields, raised their swords, and charged at Sirius. Sirius stepped back quickly, "Torn apart!" He waved his big hand and shattered one of the statues , and cleverly dodged a disarming spell issued by Peter, walked around behind another statue, and grabbed its armor seam.

The students didn't know what Sirius wanted to do. They saw that Sirius' long arms suddenly contracted, pulling his whole body to the waist of the statue. The knight statue was spinning in place, eager to get rid of Sirius. The spells were all blocked by the statues.

Sirius laughed and climbed onto the shoulders of the knight sculpture. Its thick shoulder armor restricted the range of motion of the shoulders, making it impossible to shake off Sirius riding on his neck, "Hahahaha, Peter, look at me—— "

Peter seized the opportunity and waved his wand leisurely. A disarming spell hit Sirius on half of the shoulder protruding from the sculpture. The latter's wand flew out of his hand, and the statue of the knight lost its balance and fell to the ground.

"Sirius?" Peter looked worriedly at the smoke and dust raised by the torn apart statue on the ground, but only a moment later, the tall figure of Sirius reappeared in the smoke and dust. He had already retrieved his wand, his face With a smile on his face.

"I underestimated the enemy. I didn't expect you to sneak attack me while I was talking." Sirius said.

"You set a negative example." Peter said with a smile.

The two returned to the middle of the field, raised their wands again, bowed to each other to show the duel was over, and the students gave them warm applause.

Peter put Sirius on the shoulder and said: "I think everyone has seen that Mr. Black and Professor Snape's fighting style is completely different. Professor Snape's fighting method can avoid injury as much as possible, and can also reduce physical exertion. , and Mr. Black's fighting method can give the enemy imposing oppression on the chaotic battlefield, which is also crucial."

"There is no distinction between different styles. I hope that you can find a style that suits you in the next training. For example, Mr. McLaggan can consider trying Mr. Black's style."

McLaggen was taken aback when his name was called out suddenly. Peter smiled and continued, "Next, I want to talk about the assistant."

Peter and Sirius sat down on the sofa again, and Sirius resumed baking bread, mushrooms and fish skewers on the fireplace.

"I need four students to be my teaching assistants. To be fair, I will choose one student from each college in order of points ranking."

He glanced at the students sitting around him, and briefly met Christine Evan, who smiled politely at Peter.

"The No.1 of Hufflepuff College is Mr. Diggory, but Mr. Diggory is a warrior of Hogwarts. The second event of the Triwizard Cup is not far away. I don't want the club to occupy too much of him. Time, so, Mr. McMillan, would you be willing to act as an assistant?"

"Yes, yes, sir!" said Ernie MacMillan, flattered.

"The No.1 of Gryffindor College is Mr. Potter, who is also a warrior, so I would like to ask Miss Granger to be my assistant. Would you like it?"

"Okay." Hermione said happily, and beside her, Harry's mood obviously turned sour, and Professor Pedillo's words reminded him: the second project of the Triwizard Cup has not been settled at all-maybe Derek has solved the mystery of the golden egg...Cedric will hold the Triwizard Cup, surrounded by flowers and applause, and then, Qiu Zhang kisses him passionately on the cheek...

While Harry was imagining the irritating scene, Peter had gone on in a cheerful voice: "The No. 1 of Ravenclaw House is Miss Luna Lovegood..."

"I'm very happy, Professor Peddie." Before Peter finished speaking, Luna said calmly.

"Okay, thank you, Miss Lovegood, and finally, the No.1 of Slytherin House is Mr. Evan, Mr. Evan, do you have any objection?"

"Yes, Professor Peddie." Evan stood up and said politely, "I will definitely do the job you entrusted to me."

"Thank you, please take a seat," said Peter, "and that's all for now, and finally we'll talk about the basilisk."

He put the Ouroboros ring on his left index finger, tapped it lightly with his wand, and the ring began to swim and become slightly warm. All the students could feel the heat from the ring.

"The gaze of the basilisk is deadly. If you or anyone around you is attacked by a basilisk, please close your eyes and remind others to do the same. Next, please focus on putting yourself in the position through the ring." Report to everyone."

"Professor, how can we report our position?" Susan Bones asked, raising her hand.

"Just put on the ring and think about it repeatedly in your mind. Similar to the sorting hat, I added a little Legilimency to the ring. Of course, this is just a very rudimentary Legilimency, and it cannot be used in daily life. Read your thoughts and privacy that you don't want to be known."

The students looked at the slightly warm ring on their fingers in amazement, and a voice broke into the minds of everyone wearing the ring, including Peter:

"Canary biscuits are on sale! Canary biscuits are on sale!..."

"George, good try." Peter laughed. "That's how the Ouroboros ring is used."

"Professor, how did you know I was George? My mother couldn't tell the two of us apart!"

"Haven't you noticed? This room has always been shrouded in a magical space." Peter explained, "Even twin brothers, each person's disturbance in the magical space is different, but, George, if I don't If I remember correctly, it should be Fred who successfully advanced."

"Yes, Professor, Fred and I are busy...you know, organizing duels, so we don't have time to score two badges."

Zabini and Nott let out a sneer, but Malfoy was unusually silent.

"It's okay, George, I understand." Peter said gently.

Then the students began to practice engraving knight shields in the magic space, and Sirius distributed another round of food to everyone. Time passed quickly, and four or ten minutes passed quickly.

Except for Neville, almost all the students successfully engraved the shield, but Padma couldn't bear the high concentration of magic power, so that she collapsed briefly, and Peter stopped practicing.

"Very well, let's stop here for the first meeting, this is just a prologue." Peter announced.

Students filed out, excited faces, discussing Peter and Sirius' exhibition match, and fiddling with Ouroboros rings, a distinctive club badge that made them feel special.

Sirius escorted Harry, Ron, and Hermione back to the common room, and Peter stayed behind to sort out the things that needed to be taken away and close the magic space. At this time, he found Malfoy kneeling beside the sofa, pretending to look for things with a distracted look .

"Mr. Malfoy, what's the matter with you?" Peter asked.

"Oh, uh, it's okay, I..." He was pale and looked very nervous, his gray eyes glanced at the crowd leaving one after another, Cedric Diggory was walking out the door holding Zhang Qiu's arm, Harry turned his face dramatically the other way, pretending not to see them.

"Mr. Malfoy, if you have anything to tell me, I will do my best to protect you." Peter lowered his body, was at eye level with Malfoy, and put his hands on Malfoy's shoulders.

"Professor Peddie, I...I offended you before...I was wrong...I...I am a..."

"Never mind," Peter said kindly. "You're just a teenager and I'm your teacher. What scares you so much? Someone is persecuting you and your family, right?"

Much to Peter's surprise, Malfoy cried.

"Professor, help me..." He threw himself into Peter's arms, sobbing out of breath, his whole body trembling.

"Can you tell me who persecuted you?" Peter patted Draco on the back reassuringly, "Is it Voldemort?"

Malfoy shuddered in horror at the name, shaking his head desperately.

"So," Peter lowered his voice, "is it Severus Snape?"

(End of this chapter)