Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Hearing Rabastan's words, Voldemort couldn't help but paused, frowning his brows which could hardly be seen, and asked without turning his head:

"... Dumbledore, is there any action?"

"Yeah... ah... no no no... no, I mean, not an action against us!"

Hearing the intermittent tone, a trace of disgust flashed in Voldemort's eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced back sideways.

"say clearly!"

Sensing Voldemort's impatience, Rabastan, who was originally nervous because he heard Dumbledore, became even more nervous. He looked at Voldemort pleadingly, tried to straighten his tongue, and said in fear:

"...Dark Arts...is...the Defense professor teaches Dark Arts..."

Finally, Voldemort, who didn't have much patience, was completely corrupted by this new Death Eater in front of him.

He pulled out his thirteen and one-half inches, yew wood, phoenix tail feather wand, and under Rabastan's pleading eyes, it shot a pale light.

"Legilitivism~"

The Dementia Curse, the Unforgivable Curse, a magic that can explore the inner memory of others!

For Voldemort, who is also a master of Legilimency, to use this magic, there is no need to use a magic wand as a casting tool!

Just by looking at each other, he can completely steal the secrets in the other party's mind!

However, in order to punish the disgusting young man in front of him, he still chose to cast spells with the help of a magic wand. Who let this young man interrupt his meal and report the information in a long-winded manner?

For Voldemort, this reason is more than enough!

"Avada eats a big melon!"

A dark green light flashed, and Rabastan's pleading eyes completely lost their spirits. Voldemort, who looked like nothing had happened, walked over the corpse lying in front of him, and walked towards the central hall.

In the corridor, a house-elf suddenly appeared, looked tremblingly at Voldemort's figure who had disappeared around the corner, snapped his fingers lightly, lifted the body up with magic, and walked towards the chaotic forest familiarly.

The chaotic forest is a dense forest with dense shrubs and grass. Under the shrubs and grass, there are countless corpses buried!

Some of them are Muggles who are used for fun, some are Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, some are Death Eaters like Rabastan, and some are the original owners of this manor...

Of course, no one knew who was buried here. For the Death Eaters who didn't communicate with each other on weekdays, no one would pay attention to one more person or one less person!

They were all buried here, and the rotting and smelly nourished the messy woods, forming a natural barrier that shrouded the manor in gloom.

"...Dolohov, inform Abraxas Malfoy of his proposal to teach the Dark Arts at Hogwarts!

Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is going to help us cultivate new forces again!

Ha ha ha ha..."

Chapter 487 Professor Gu Yi's small class starts again

"Run! Run!"

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom where the Untraceable Stretching Curse was applied, Wang Xuebin waved his wand, urging loudly, and cast an Obstacle Curse in front of the students!

Thanks to Madam Pomfrey's rich trauma experience, Wang Xuebin can ignore the muscle strain caused by the students' strenuous exercise. Therefore, the scene in the classroom is very brutal, not at all like an elegant wizard. !

"Miss Evans, don't stop. Believe me, when you face an enemy you can't resist, your outstanding physical strength is definitely your last chance!"

With her waist in her arms, panting heavily, she walked staggeringly, with an unlovely expression on her face.

Those who knew it knew that this was Wang Xuebin taking Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but those who didn't know it probably thought it was the scene of a marathon.

"Concentrate and keep an eye on your enemies!

Putting the enemy out of your observation range is tantamount to giving your own safety to your enemy's control. Never pin your hope on the enemy's benevolence! "

Wang Xuebin yelled, pointing the tip of his wand, and with a 'whoosh' sound, a slightly transparent barrier stood in front of Frank Longbottom, who was drooping his head.

"Ouch!"

Sure enough, Longbottom stumbled over the barrier. Fortunately, Wang Xuebin was prepared, and with a stroke, the hard ground in front of Longbottom turned into a foam cushion.

"Mr. Longbottom, don't think about being lazy, get up, quick!"

As Wang Xuebin said, he flicked his wand in the air, and a whip was pulled out out of thin air, making a crisp sound.

Frank Longbottom, who fell to the ground, was startled immediately, and quickly got up with both hands and feet, and continued to move forward.

"Focus on...very good, Mr. Potter No.1 has completed the task and ran two kilometers, [-] points from Gryffindor!"

Although Wang Xuebin doesn't like the future protagonist's father, it has to be said that James Potter's grades are indeed very good.

Transfiguration class, flying class, charm class, and even his Defense Against the Dark Arts class, every class, this guy can occupy the top few.

To be honest, apart from his dandy style and his habit of being frivolous, slutty, and taking pleasure in bullying, he really can't find any other shortcomings.

But the problem is here!

For Westerners, it is natural for the strong to oppress the weak, but for people like Wang Xuebin who like to hoe the strong and support the weak, there is nothing more unacceptable than this!

Of course, Wang Xuebin didn't mean to deliberately target even if he couldn't get used to it, not to mention that it would be disrespectful to care about a group of hairless kids, and his professional ethics as a professor alone would not allow him to make a fuss about a student. against.

Otherwise, what is the difference between him and James Potter who bullies the weak?

"Hey! Sirius, Remus, come on, hurry up! We'll be at the finish line soon!"

"Here I come, James!"

Sirius had a strange face, ran to the finish line with a strange scream, made a face at Wang Xuebin, and rushed towards James Potter triumphantly.

"...Hey, you and I are the top two again!"

Sirius grabbed James Potter, looked triumphantly at the other people who were still running behind, turned his eyes, bent his head next to James Potter's ear, and muttered in a low voice.

Wang Xuebin, who was standing beside them, glanced down at them, looked at the two with brighter eyes, and shook his head speechlessly.

"Hurry up, watch your step!"

As Wang Xuebin said, he stretched out his hand and swiped again. Another student was tripped by Wang Xuebin's barrier spell because he didn't pay attention.

"Mr. Peter, it's obvious that you didn't do what I said! Quick, stand up and keep running!"

Peter Pettigrew, who was short and was pulled at the back with the thin Snape, ignored his feet because he was too busy paying attention to the movements of Sirius and James Potter. Somersaulted.

But then, Peter, who heard Wang Xuebin's shout, trembled all over his body, got up quickly, mustered up his strength, and ran hard.

"Lily, come on! Lily, come on!"

The sudden strange cry made Peter, who had just got up, almost fall back. He looked up blankly, and saw James Potter and Sirius, twisting their bodies exaggeratedly, using strange accents, loudly Shout to Lily to come on.

Looking at Lily Evans, her little face, which was already flushed due to exercise, suddenly flushed, and stared angrily at the two boys who were teasing her not far away, her fists were clenched tightly, and she seemed eager to rush up and hammer her. They punched twice!

Lily thought so, so she did the same. She took two steps in three steps and ran the mileage required by Wang Xuebin. She kept walking, gritted her teeth, and rushed towards the two hateful guys viciously.

"Woohoo, hahaha..."

Seeing this scene, James Potter and Sirius screamed strangely, ran away with a smile, relying on Lily Evans not being able to catch up, making faces for a while, screaming strangely for a while, and kept rushing towards Lily. provocative.

"Damn... you two bastards..."

While accusing loudly, Lily pursued and wanted to take revenge, but because two fists were hard to beat four hands, she was always teased by the two of them.

"Miss Evans..."

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin on the side reminded him with faint eyes.

"If I remember correctly, I once taught you to always remember that you are a wizard, not a baboon wielding a big stick!

If I were you, I would definitely use a smarter way to get revenge..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Lily Evans' eyes brightened obviously, and she took out her wand with lightning speed, waving it and shouting:

"There are many obstacles!"

In just an instant, James Potter and Sirius, who didn't even have time to restrain their smiles, rolled into a ball chattering and bumped into the tables and chairs on the edge of the classroom, causing a burst of laughter.

"...Nice impediment spell, obviously, our Miss Evans has already mastered the usage of this spell!

Don't underestimate the practicality of this spell, it can not only stop the person you are chasing, but also delay the person who is chasing you!

If it was Mr. Potter or Mr. Sirius who used this magic first, the ending would be a different scene! "

Seeing that all the students had reached the finish line, Wang Xuebin smiled slightly and waved his wand lightly.

In the blink of an eye, a classroom the size of a football field shrank back to its original appearance again.

"Okay, thanks to our Mr. Potter and Mr. Sirius for their devotion, let you see the actual usage of the Obstructing Curse!

So this is the end of this class, after class logistics and practice, to master this spell proficiently, the next class..."

Just when Wang Xuebin was about to announce the content of the next class, a group of silver-white fluorescent phoenix appeared in front of him. The fluorescent phoenix fluttered its feathers and stared at him with calm and vicissitudes of life.

"Professor Gu Yi, your proposal has been approved by the school council, and please arrange the students' courses as appropriate, and ensure safety and reliability, please!"

Hearing Dumbledore's voice from the Patronus Charm, Wang Xuebin nodded thoughtfully, turned his head to look at the stunned students, and said slowly:

"Next class...we'll talk about...the Shattering Curse!"

"what?"

Chapter 488 The Carnival Brought by Quidditch

"Oh~ oh~ oh~ Gryffindor...Come on...Gryffindor...Come on..."

For all the teachers and students of Hogwarts, the last Saturday in November every year is a very special day.

Every day on this day, the students in the school will put on clean and tidy school uniforms, put on the badges representing their respective colleges, hold homemade support cards, and board the seats on the campus Quidditch field to watch the game. Cheers for the school Quidditch teams they support!

Laughter, cheers, even cursing, hustle and bustle, can be heard endlessly. The annual Quidditch opening match is a carnival for all teachers and students in the school.

Quidditch is to wizards what football and basketball are to Muggles. Even speaking, wizards are fanatical about Quidditch far more than Muggles who love football and basketball!

Out of every ten wizards, at most one wizard who is indifferent to Quidditch can only be selected, and this wizard who is indifferent to Quidditch is probably a person with fear of heights.

The Quidditch viewing platform is about [-] meters long, as high as an eight-story building, there is no way, if you sit low, after watching a game, the audience will have neck problems.

Fourteen contestants were divided into two teams, and fourteen broomsticks were arranged in various formations, interspersed and detoured in the air.

A Quaffle for scoring, two Bludgers for hitting the nearest player and forcing the team into confusion, plus the Snitch, who is as nimble as a hummingbird and invisible.

The collision of blood, the competition of tactical arrays, and the contest of passion and speed are really exciting.

Even a layman like Wang Xuebin, who knows nothing about Quidditch, will inevitably feel a little bit of emotion called enthusiasm amidst the enthusiastic cheers and cheers of the people around him.

"Come on! Come on! Gryffindor! Come on!...beautiful!"

Looking at the enthusiastic Professor McGonagall beside him, and looking at the expressions of other professors who have long been familiar with it, Wang Xuebin said that his knowledge is still shallow...

That's right, the cheering people around him were none other than an avid Quidditch fan—Professor McGonagall!

Today is Saturday, and Wang Xuebin was going to ask Professor McGonagall for advice on the key points of Transfiguration Animagus. If there are no problems, he is going to try to practice this interesting magic under the care of Professor McGonagall.

Unexpectedly, he had just arrived at Professor McGonagall's office, and before he even had time to say anything, he was dragged by the excited Professor McGonagall, hurried to the teacher's viewing platform of the stadium, sat there, He stretched his neck with an excited look on his face.

Seeing Professor McGonagall acting like this, Wang Xuebin was not ashamed to interrupt several times.

Unexpectedly, Professor McGonagall who was waiting anxiously saw Wang Xuebin's hesitant gesture, and then he suddenly understood, and began to talk to him about the history and glory of Quidditch at Hogwarts ...

In the process of narrating, she focused on introducing the glorious history of the Gryffindor team, and boasted of her Quidditch talent without any trace.

By the way, he scorned the opponents of the opening game, the Slytherin team, which was only good at stealthy foul tactics, and Professor Slughorn rolled his eyes beside him.

No way, everyone knows that Professor McGonagall, who is serious and rigid on weekdays, has no reason to say once he meets a Quidditch match!

And out of dissatisfaction with the Slytherin College that knocked her off the flying broomstick, she would derogate the Slytherin team almost every year during the Quidditch match. Professor Slughorn has long been aware of this. Habits, other professors have also seen it.

"...See, see, these Slytherin bastards are trying to foul again, look at their formation, William Hall is advancing, this formation was used to hide the violation of Quidditch Rule 411 Invented with intent!

I just knew they were always like this, they were like this back then, and they are still like this now..."

Seeing that the Slytherin team had the upper hand, Professor McGonagall began to complain endlessly again. Wang Xuebin's blood, which had just been raised, was broken by Professor McGonagall Rory before it could burn. The thought was extinguished.

Cool and crisp...

It really doesn't make sense...

"...Professor Gu Yi!"

Professor McGonagall was still watching the game intently, complaining non-stop while watching.

Professor Slughorn, who was sitting on the other side of the chair, rolled his eyes again when he heard Professor McGonagall's nonsense accusations, and waved at Wang Xuebin, who had a look of lovelessness, and asked him to come and take a seat.

No way, who made the Slytherin team have the upper hand? If the Slytherin team fell into a disadvantage, Professor Slughorn probably didn't have the heart to think about anything else.

"Huh...what's the matter, Professor Horace, is there anything I can do for you?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Professor Slughorn smiled and waved his hands, leaning against his ear, and said loudly: