Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

The bell rang with a "ding", the countdown on the blackboard disappeared instantly, and the classroom door closed with a "bang".

The huge impact shocked the students, and then they saw the curtains all over the classroom begin to move. The students had to start to scatter and avoid, and then they were separated.

There seemed to be a whispering spell cast on the curtain. As soon as the companions separated, the sound of shouting became distant in an instant, and the surrounding became very quiet.

Everyone seems to have become an island.

Some people hurriedly walked around the curtains, wanting to join their friends, but there were only layers of curtains in front of them, which made people wonder - is the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom that big?

It was as if he had fallen into a different space.

Then, someone heard a rustling sound coming from nearby, and a short shadow seemed to appear behind the curtain...

…

At this time, Wade had already seen the clues: "A traceless stretching spell was cast in the classroom?"

He was so familiar with the spell that he could recognize it from experience without using another form of vision.

"Haha, I knew you could find it."

Professor Flitwick said happily: "I told Sera before that you are considered an expert in this field!"

"This is temporary." Professor Abigail said with a smile: "I am applying to Professor McGonagall to modify the Basilisk's secret room. Maybe you can help me with a favor?"

"This has nothing to do with who is asking for mercy - there are many issues to consider when renovating the school's secret room, and this is not included in the funds provided by the school's shareholders! In addition, the safety of students entering and exiting the secret room must be ensured."

Professor McGonagall said with a straight face.

"So, aren't we doing an experiment?"

Professor Abigail shrugged and said with a smile: "Thank you also to Vader. I didn't expect him to make all the magical creature puppets I asked for so quickly. Otherwise, I would have to let them come and see them first today." It’s a Boggart.”

"Why not?" Professor Flitwick suggested enthusiastically: "It's both true and false. That's the fun."

Abigail: "...It seems so!"

The two hit it off and happily went to get the Boggart, but Professor McGonagall just pretended not to see him.

Without saying a word, Vader silently released the golems from the bag one by one, and at the same time gave them more detailed orders——

For example, a student can only have one monster to attack, but cannot besiege; cannot attack certain key parts, cannot be disabled, cannot urinate or spit on the student...

Professor McGonagall was listening, a drop of cold sweat quietly falling from her forehead.

After the last golem grew bigger, it carried a wooden stick and looked for an attack target with a sinister smile. Professor McGonagall thought about it and chose to ask her the most unacceptable point:

"Vade, these demons of yours...are really going to be in public...you know..."

Wade also sighed helplessly.

"When simulated, they have similar movements."

"But..." Professor McGonagall still found it incredible: "Whose thoughts did you inject into them?"

"Because I want to imitate magical creatures, I chose some real magical creatures this time - who knew there would be such sequelae."

Wade said happily: "Fortunately, these are not for sale, otherwise they would definitely not be sold."

——So students’ mental health doesn’t need to be considered?

Professor McGonagall really wanted to ask this question, but when she thought that these golems were made by Vader and donated to the school for free, she couldn't say anything critical.

Forget it, that's it.

There is no lower limit to the attacks of magical creatures, so it would be better to let the students experience it in advance... so that when they are in real danger later, they will be so frightened that they even throw away their wands after just being touched on their butt...

Professor McGonagall persuaded herself in this way, finally letting go of her worries about the students.

When Abigail and Professor Flitwick used the levitation spell to bring a big box, Vader had already arranged the mother mirrors of the flow mirror. There were more than a dozen mirrors floating in front of him, showing the images in each corner. picture.

At Professor McGonagall's suggestion, one of the cameras followed Draco Malfoy to prevent the Slytherin from causing any further accidents.

Wade selected some wonderful passages and recomposed a new video. Professor McGonagall will use this as a basis to apply to the Ministry of Magic and the School Board for more funds to transform the Chamber of Secrets.

…

Draco Malfoy didn't notice an extra pair of eyes above his head.

He opened the curtains in front of him, but he never saw anyone else. Instead, he met a Grindylow and broke its claws before running out.

Draco was a little irritable, and there was still a bit of fear in his heart.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of him, looking a bit like Blaise.

Draco ran over excitedly, opened the curtain, and was stunned.

"Dad...Dad..." Draco mumbled and asked, "Why are you here?"

The tall figure in front of him was none other than Lucius Malfoy.

Lucius turned around and stared at Draco with cold eyes, as if he was an eyesore.

"dad?"

Draco asked softly.

"Draco!" Lucius in front of him said angrily: "You have tarnished the family's reputation and are not worthy of being a Malfoy! Get out! I don't have a son like you!"

The man roared and strode closer, suddenly like Professor Snape. Draco backed away in panic, then suddenly turned around and ran away.

——What's going on? Why did Dad say that? Am I not his son? Could it be that it's because of Crabbe's incident last time, so...

Draco thought in a panic.

——No matter what Dad said, Mom would definitely not agree. Yes, as long as I find Mom...

Draco didn't know where he ran to. He used his wand to conjure a huge black snake and entangled a red hat that suddenly jumped out. After turning the corner, a more familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Narcissa Malfoy lowered her head and wiped her tears, crying and said:

"I'm sorry, Draco... Actually, you are not your father's and my child, but we picked you up from the Muggle trash can... You are a mudblood..."

"Our real child is finally found, you... you go back to your Muggle parents..."

"No, impossible, I'm not! I'm not a mudblood!"

Draco yelled in disbelief, unwilling to listen to his mother anymore, and turned around and ran away.

Curtain, curtain, and curtain again...

When Draco felt something was wrong, he saw a figure again.

This time, he saw Narcissa lying in a pool of blood, her face extremely pale, and her gray eyes staring at Draco blankly.

Draco: "Ahhhhh——"

...

"Vade?" Professor McGonagall shouted unhappily.

"It's not me, professor." Vader said, "I don't know what's wrong with Malfoy. He always has to go back to where the Boggart is."

"How did the curtain move..."

Professor McGonagall saw Professor Flitwick's ashamed expression when she was halfway through her words.

"I'm sorry, that was me."

Professor Flitwick said apologetically, "I wanted him to go to the periphery, but I don't know what happened. The more I stopped him, the more he walked this way..."

Professor McGonagall: "..."

She looked at Draco Malfoy in the mirror with sympathy and said, "Take the Boggart away... They haven't learned how to deal with this creature yet."