HP Magic Biography

On the eve of the game, the wind and rain were fiercer than before. The corridors and classrooms were pitch black, so more torches and lamps had to be lit. The Slytherin team certainly looked smug, and none of them could match Malfoy for that.

Oh, if only my arm was better! he sighed, as the wind outside beat against the window.

Harry couldn't think about anything other than the next day's game. Oliver Wood kept running to him between classes and giving him tips. The third time Wood did this, talking a lot, Harry suddenly found himself ten minutes into Defense Against the Dark Arts, and ran off, with Wood calling after him, Digory The swerve was very quick, Harry, so you might as well try to wrap him around—

Harry stopped outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, pushed open the door, and rushed in.

Sorry, Professor Lupine, I'm late. Harry said hastily, but what was waiting for him was not Professor Lupine's gentle face that took away the scars.

At this time, Harry suddenly realized that Professor Lupine had told him to take a leave of absence for a while.

However, the substitute teacher did not make Harry happy. Professor Snape realized his dream in a small way, and he became the acting professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

This class started ten minutes ago, Potter, I think Gryffindor should be deducted ten points. Sit down. Professor Snape didn't look back, for him, deducting points from Harry was such a thing It's all normal.

... Harry pursed his lips and said nothing. He saw that there was still a seat next to Fan Lin, and he was about to sit down with his schoolbag.

What are you doing?

Before Harry put the book on the table, a pair of white hands were in front of him.

It was Hermione, and she was busy putting the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook and notes from Fan Lin's pocket on the table.

Are you going to sit on my lap, Harry? Hermione said, frowning, her hands still moving.

But... Harry rubbed his eyes, and he found that Hermione was really sitting here, There was no one there just now!

Did you catch a cold from the rain? I've been sitting here... But... Maybe it's your eyesight. Hermione said with a guilty conscience.

Uh...Harry, you can come this way... Fan Lin beckoned, there was still an empty seat next to him.

Oh... oh... Harry said a little stiffly, he couldn't make up his mind.

Can't we just give up the two doors? Fan Lin whispered, putting his mouth next to Hermione's ear.

You...you know, I will consider...you hurry up and do it... Hermione pushed Fan Lin, the feeling just now was very strange.

Turn the textbook to page three hundred and ninety-four. Snape ignored this little episode, feeling good about deducting Harry's ten points.

Ron was a little bored, and he turned the pages lazily, which was a bit annoying in Snape's eyes.

With a tap of Snape's wand, Ron's book jumped to page three hundred and ninety-fourth in an instant, which startled Ron. He didn't sit with Harry, but he still got Snape. Professor Pu's attention, this is not a good sign.

A werewolf? Ron hadn't reacted yet,

The one hundred and forty-eighth page is the opening chapter of nocturnal creatures, and the werewolf is the first to bear the brunt. The illustration on this page is this extremely cruel, er, dark creature.

Werewolves? Hermione frowned, Sir, we've already learned about Boggarts, Red Hats, Kabbahs, and Grindylows, Hermione said quickly, It's still a long time before we can open nocturnal creatures. write a...

Quiet! Snape said coldly, I didn't mean to ask you to comment on these things. In fact, I'm very dissatisfied with... Lupine's teaching progress. He should know what is important.

He's the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher we've ever had, said Dean Thomas boldly, and the rest of the class murmured agreement. Snape looked more menacing than usual.

You guys are easy to please. Lupine hardly ever asks of you... I think you should be able to deal with Red Hood and Grindylow in first year. Today we're going to discuss...

Harry watched him flip through the textbook quickly, right down to the last chapter, and he must have known they hadn't learned it yet.

...werewolves, Snape said.

But, sir, said Hermione, seemingly unable to contain herself, we shouldn't be learning from werewolves yet, we should start being like Hinkpunk...

Miss Granger, said Snape, in a tone of deadly calm, I feel as though I were teaching the lesson, not you. I tell you all, turn to page three hundred and ninety-four. He again Look around, Y'all! NOW!

All the little wizards present exchanged painful glances. At least until Professor Lupine came back, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class would be the second most hated class, followed by Potions, and Professor Binns' History of Magic. ranked third.

Of course, in Hermione's mind, there was nothing worse than Professor Lawney's divination.

How could he be like this... Hermione muttered in a low voice, while Fan Lin smiled wryly, for he was no stranger to Snape's behavior.

Can any of you tell me how to tell the difference between a werewolf and a real wolf?

Everyone sat there in silence, motionless; except for Hermione, whose hands were held upright in the air as usual.

Who can answer? Snape said, ignoring Hermione. He still had the same dead expression on his face.

Are you telling me that Professor Lupine didn't teach you the basic difference between the two...

We tell you, said Parvati suddenly, we haven't learned the werewolf chapter yet, we're still learning...

Quiet! Snape said calmly. That's a good explanation. I never thought I'd run into third year students who couldn't recognize werewolves. I'll make a note and tell Professor Dumbledore how far behind you are...

Snape just turned his back to them, reprimanding them without looking back, but everyone was very used to this kind of scene, and Snape didn't like anyone answering his questions.

Everyone is afraid to speak, Snape's authority still exists, no one would want to enjoy the same treatment as Neville, Harry and Ron in his Potions class, this is really too painful up.

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