Hermione, let's start the revolution at Hogwarts

"Mrs. Pince?" Granger suddenly raised his head and looked at the other party blankly.

Her eyes gradually began to turn red, as if she had been greatly wronged. Nietzsche saw all the changes in her eyes, and then he came up with a not so good answer in his heart.

But Mrs. Pince panicked immediately. She looked at Granger awkwardly and then at Nietzsche.

"Well... I just said, cough!" Then he looked at Nietzsche with a very strange look.

She wondered, wasn't it the little girl who read with him in the library on weekdays? Why was it someone else today?

But Mrs. Pingsi really didn't dare to stay here for a long time. She just left a hastily saying, "Come back to me when you need to borrow a book" and went to inspect other places... What's wrong with this, it made her look like a sinner.

Granger kept looking at her until the other party turned a corner and disappeared into the corridor, then he came back to his senses.

"I hope you will be fully prepared before continuing to start your own plan." Nietzsche silently threw a licorice stick into his mouth and bit it to release the pressure.

In this regard, he is very similar to Hermione: no matter what you do, it is best to have a basic plan.

"Don't worry about it," Granger said aggressively.

But this day not only failed to allow her to go back as soon as possible, but also made them both feel worse.

Granger hid his worries, put the book in Nietzsche's dormitory, and disappeared without a trace; Nietzsche was even worse. Now he not only needed to mediate the relationship between Granger and Hermione, but also needed to find time. Study alchemy.

More importantly, he always felt that he could not return to the original rough and tumble state with Hermione now!

There are always eyes staring at him... Wait, he didn't do anything wrong, why should he be afraid?

But there is still some benefit, perhaps out of guilt or transaction, in the afternoon rune course, Hermione, who maintains the Disembodiment Curse, will occasionally be by Nietzsche's side to remind him where the translation is wrong.

If the tone was better, it would be even more perfect.

Because every time after correcting the translation of runes, she would always say: "That's it? I memorized the entire book back then."

While acting as a teacher, there will also be a little bit of Professor Binns' unique ghostly voice - he will always make a sudden sound just when he has just settled down to think, scaring people half to death.

(About 'Granger', Fox will write the next part. Regarding emotional issues, you can rest assured that Fox will not make those stomachache plots)

Volume 1: Chapter 159: Dark Demon Defense Debuts

Granger's wealth of knowledge is really hard to fault.

In addition to alchemy and divination, which are partial and are not required courses in Britain, the knowledge related to the required courses at Hogwarts can almost be called a 'walking encyclopedia', and even has her own personal opinions.

In the subsequent alchemy class, Granger was able to help him complete his notes - but from the perspective of others, Nietzsche seemed to be controlling a magic quill.

But it was Wednesday morning that was most exciting.

"What are they celebrating?" Granger sat at the dining table, holding his arm and pointing to the food he needed.

Early in the morning, she could see that these Slytherins were more excited than anyone else. Even when the Gryffindor next door was still yawning, they were already discussing the dark magic that they were good at. .

But Nietzsche couldn't reply, so he could only wrap the soft bread in oil paper while turning his head to ask other people.

He repeated Granger's question to Theodore beside him.

"I heard that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is from Durmstrang..." Theodore laughed, "That place is rich in masters of dark arts."

Although they all learned some skills in the duel club, because of Hermione, they had very little practice in most black magic. After all, they didn't know the Iron Armor Curse and didn't have a complete protection mechanism.

But now that there is a new professor here, they can start practicing the dark magic they are good at unscrupulously.

Nietzsche glanced at the invisible Granger and raised his eyebrows, as if to express: That's it.

When they rushed to the classroom non-stop, Granger finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"Professor Lupine can't be a master of dark magic!" She scratched her scalp frantically, not understanding, "It's even more impossible for him to be a graduate of Durmstrang, whom he met at Hogwarts..."

"Who do you know?" Nietzsche found that she suddenly stopped.

Granger was fascinated by the smiling faces of Narcisse Slytherin around Nietzsche.

In the river formed by the little wizards, she was carried forward like a driftwood. At this moment, Granger was not a person from other parallel universes, but became a member of the students.

Granger raised her hands above her head and leaned sideways, pressing against the stone wall. She didn't recover until everyone entered the classroom.

"Nothing..." She had never forgotten Hogwarts.

The classroom is still the same classroom. Everyone is sitting in the classroom holding books and talking to each other, and there is a huge old wardrobe on the podium.

Granger stood behind Nietzsche. She saw the handle of the closet twisting wildly, and the white-haired old professor, whom the students called "Grendel", was supporting the cabinet with one hand.

There seemed to be some ferocious animal inside, and the students were worried that the old professor would be knocked away.

"Why did you come here with your books?" Grindelwald said, "Take all the pens and papers back. Now, the only thing you need is to take out your wand. Professor Lupine and I agree that practice is what you need. "

"Boggart..." Granger muttered.

"what is that."

"A natural Legilimency creature that can see through people's minds."

This actually piqued Nietzsche's interest.

It's not like they haven't taken practical classes before, but Nietzsche and Hermione were the ones who taught these people last year, as well as the time when Professor Lockhart led the group of people into the Forbidden Forest and ended up hiding in a flying car shouting "come on."

Grindelwald suddenly looked towards Nietzsche and suddenly shouted: "Okay, everyone, sit down and wait. Professor Lupin should have just woken up."

In Nietzsche's opinion, the effect of her Disembodiment Curse is comparable to that of the Invisibility Cloak and the Invisible Beast, but now the professor can see it at a glance - it seems that Dumbledore's 'old friend' does not have any A little bit of moisture.

Nietzsche raised his head and looked at Granger, who was still recalling the good old days.

"You've been discovered."

So Granger bulged his eyes, gasped, pushed Nietzsche against the wall, and sat down quickly.

She said doubtfully: "Are you sure? He didn't even look at me."

"While speaking, he deliberately bit the 'S' syllable." Nietzsche lowered his voice and analyzed for her, "Although he didn't stare at you, he was reminding me! You followed me in!"

Granger can't be bothered now.

Walk?

If she left now, she wasn't sure if 'Grendel', who was teaching wizards about the nature of black magic, would take action. She could only sit in a chair boredly, observing this group of not-so-Slytherin Slytherins. .

Nietzsche took out the bread he had prepared in the morning and pushed it in front of her with his arm.

"Gryffindor flavor, without Snape's special poison."

When the 'crazy woman' pinched the oil paper with her fingertips and peeled it off without making a sound, he also deliberately made his words disgusting.

Professor Lupine finally came over.

With a faint smile on his face, he nodded to the little wizards who were looking over him. His clothes were in tatters and tattered but without any peculiar smell. The word 'poverty' was written all over his body.

"Don't worry, there's only one scary Boggart there." The first thing the professor did was to stabilize the student.

Two professors took a class at the same time, which had never happened in previous years.

However, Draco's attention was focused on Grindelwald. Perhaps in his opinion, if he was sent to Durmstrang by his father, he could become as elegant and powerful as this old professor.

"After discussion, Professor Glendale and I agreed that before you learn to attack, you should prepare the basic defense."

Offense is the best defense.

Yes, but this sentence also has a premise - that is, the traditional defense is already perfect, and the offense under this condition is the most cost-effective.

"You will learn to deal with various dark creatures and dark magic counter-spells, and exercise your spirit!" Grindelwald patted the cabinet hard and focused his eyes. "And Boggart can bring out a person's most feared thing..."

Here comes the point.

It is obvious that Grindelwald not only intends to let students learn to counter-curse, but also wants to use the characteristics of Boggart to the extreme.

"I learned something before coming to school... Not only do you have to control your inner fear and fight off the Boggart, but you also have to learn to hide your emotions and understand the logic of the Boggart's operation, and write a paper based on it. I."

Now everyone hesitated, no one wanted to be the first volunteer to provide jokes.

But Lupine didn't give them time to think about it and make a selection. Instead, he took the list at random... The little snakes who never prayed to gods or Buddhas started to cross themselves on their shoulders and chanted Merlin.

"The first person---Brace Shabini."

Please take the first victim~

There is no expression on Blaise's face because his skin is already very dark...

"You don't need to tell us what you are most afraid of, it will be revealed later." Grindelwald had a very evil smile on his face, "Remember, the repel spell is a 'funny spell'. Remember to think about it when you use it. Those funny things.”

Mobilize your mind with happy emotions.

To make something that was originally scary become fun and funny, to understand it in a Muggle way is to change it from a horror movie to a nonsensical comedy horror movie.

Blaise Shabini could only step forward from his seat, while the two professors retreated to the walls on both sides, leaving a spacious platform. Blaise swallowed his throat and looked back at the remaining people.

"Three, two..." Lupine began to count down, "One!"

Grindelwald crossed his arms and snapped his fingers, and the wardrobe door on the podium suddenly opened.

Even Granger put down his breakfast and looked at the joke curiously - a woman dressed as a servant came out of the closet, covered in dust, holding a feather duster in her left hand and a shriveled wallet in her right hand.

This is Bryce's fear.

He was afraid that he would become poor overnight, and that his 'poisonous widow' who wandered among the rich would become an ordinary maid.

"Slippery--funny--funny!" Blaise raised his hand and shouted sharply.

A whip cracked in the classroom, and the lady stepped back repeatedly, tearing off her maid costume with both hands, revealing the luxurious dress and diamond necklace underneath.

She pointed at Blaise and laughed, "You really believed it... Haha! Honey, I tricked you."

"Next, Daphne Greengrass!"

For the first time, the girl did not walk out of Draco's group. She walked forward with her neck slightly raised.

Nietzsche saw that 'Mrs. Zabini' stared at the other party, and then disappeared, replaced by a girl's body covered in blood.

The girl was this year's freshman, and also Daphne's sister Astoria.

"Funny!" she roared.

The dead Astoria suddenly opened her eyes, rubbed her head, picked up a rag from the ground and wiped the ketchup on her body. The action was very exaggerated, and a lot of Halloween candy fell out of her pocket.

Someone curiously picked up the candy, but found that the candy suddenly split into fine smoke.

A family-friendly, funny horror film...

Granger sat there, looking at those Slytherins who had real thoughts, fears, and real fears, unable to say anything. She raised her head slightly and blinked hard.

"They are still alive... How great..." Nietzsche heard her talking to herself.

After several performances, Lupin finally called out the person Malfoy was most looking forward to.

"Nietzsche Holmes!"

Everyone's eyes were withdrawn from the Boggart and focused on Nietzsche, which scared Granger because she was invisible and was suddenly stared at by more than 20 pairs of eyes, thinking that she had become visible.

They passed through her body and looked at Nietzsche.

Draco narrowed his eyes.

"Ahaha, it's your turn, the fearless Holmes~" he laughed in a shrill voice.

Volume 1: Chapter 160 Her/His Fear and Hope

Nietzsche never exposed himself.

What he feared... No Slytherin was not curious, which was even more fun for Draco Malfoy.

But Nietzsche was curious. If he knew he would be afraid, would he be really afraid?

After all, this was a Boggart, which would materialize the abstract concepts in a person's heart through changes. All the Sabinis who were afraid of losing money would see their mothers become servants, and Hubble would see fireballs emitting high temperatures.

The classroom was surprisingly quiet, and everyone was staring at Nietzsche.

"Remember the spell?" Professor Lupin kindly reminded.

"No problem."

The last person was Pansy, and it was a breakup letter from Draco Malfoy.

In the classroom with the doors and windows closed, the letter paper blown by the "wind" floated to Nietzsche's hand, and suddenly turned into a puff of smoke, and the smoke containing countless tiny particles automatically went back into the closet.

What's going on?

In fact, Nietzsche knew what he was afraid of at the moment, and he had a clear understanding of himself.