Hogwarts White Knight

Although Gawain did not have a large amount of gold galleons to inherit, he at least still had a huge amount of spiritual wealth.

I don't know if it was because of Quirrell's stimulation, but the professors obviously increased the pressure of the course in order to keep the little wizards' energy up and they didn't have enough energy to run around.

Even first-year students like Gawain were not spared from this.

"For Filch's bald head's sake, we're only in first grade!"

When Professor McGonagall announced that everyone needed to submit a paper on still life transformation before next week, Ron muttered quietly.

Gawain can understand his mentality.

After all, compared to young wizards who are born from ordinary people who have at least received primary school education, those born from wizarding families may indeed have a "weaker" level in basic education.

After all, it's well known.

There are no primary schools in the wizarding world.

In fact, Gawain more than once noticed basic errors in spelling that Harry reminded Ron of.

"Isn't it possible that the professor is still responsible for the language-changing disease?"

He thought a little maliciously, and then he saw with satisfaction that Professor McGonagall sent Ron to do a night of labor confinement for Mr. Filch.

What happened in the secret room last week still seems like a dream when I recall it.

——Except that Professor Quirrell had to take a long vacation due to an "accident", several professors crawled out of the sewer wet one night, and Professor Snape finally got his wish and took charge of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, nothing seemed to have changed.

Well, actually a lot has changed.

Because Gawain conveyed Salazar Slytherin's expectations, Dumbledore did not choose to take the rooster to kill the basilisk. Instead, he and many professors used the transformation spell to squeeze the masonry on both sides of the passage into A ball cooled it down to Siberia in the cold winter.

The petrified Penelo was back in class on Monday, with the help of professional healers from St. Mungo's who came to Hogwarts and enough mature mandrakes.

"I think Professor Snape will never allow me to miss his owls class, right?"

She couldn't help but shudder as she recalled Snape's cold expression when he saw her.

But Gawain felt that Professor Snape's expression was not directed at her personally, but came from excessive fatigue.

His recent hairline is showing signs of catching up and overtaking Chilo, if Chilo's lead is not too big.

After taking over the Defense Against the Dark Arts class for grades 1 to 4, Snape not only had to be responsible for at least two potions classes per week for grades 1 to 7, he also had to find time to schedule classes and prepare teaching materials.

In fact, since the first week alone, he has already modified the class time twice for Gao Wen and the others, and even canceled the usual "small class" time on Friday night.

——But Gawain also knew the reason.

They went to catch the basilisk.

That poor "child" who had lived for more than a thousand years and was about a hundred times older than Gawain and still had zero, was given to Mrs. Zabini by Professor Dumbledore as a way of expressing "sincerity."

As a "tacit understanding", Mrs. Zabini's "magnanimous" decision recognized Dumbledore's idea and would not pursue Blaise's disappearance "for the time being". She even offered to help explain that Blaise needed to be at home due to temporary physical discomfort. Recuperate.

Although Gawain didn't think he had any discomfort except that his head was broken.

But Zabini has always been supplying potion raw materials as a family business. After obtaining this priceless basilisk, even the disappearance of Blaise Zabini seemed to be a matter of little importance.

They transformed an open space in Hogsmeade into a breeding farm overnight, which provided an ideal living environment for the basilisk. They also drew blood and collected scales from time to time just like they did with a giant dragon.

Of course, Hogwarts also has a certain share.

Hagrid finally has a Pei he can be happy with

Raising a "little cutie" can earn you a fortune in Galleons, and Mrs. Hooch doesn't have to explain to the new students in flying lessons every year that they don't need a good broom when they first start learning.

As for Professor Snape’s Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I have to say that it was Gawain’s most satisfying class.

"He really knows things! That old bat!"

After class, even Ron sighed like this for a long time.

The Magic Defense classroom has been completely transformed.

Just a week ago, it looked like a French country-style living room, hung with scarves that had not yet been cured. But now, it has become very empty and deserted.

The walls are covered with weird and horrifying paintings.

Snape, wearing his usual black robes, stood on the classroom podium, silent. It wasn't until the bell suddenly rang that he took out the list and called the names one by one.

"Dark magic," said Snape, "is of all kinds, variety, variety, and never-ending variety.

Fighting them is like fighting a multi-headed monster. As soon as one head is cut off, a new one pops up, more vicious and cunning than the original one. What you are dealing with is something unpredictable and indestructible. "

He paced slowly on the podium and his tone was solemn.

No one dared to speak, because at this time, even the sound of breathing seemed abrupt.

"Therefore, your defenses," he said, his voice rising slightly, "must be as flexible and innovative as the dark magic you have to deal with. These pictures,"

As he walked, he pointed at several of the paintings, which "vividly represent the conditions of those victims, under the Cruciatus Curse." (He waved his hand and pointed at a witch who was obviously screaming in pain.) "Feeling the kiss of the dementor, "(A wizard huddled in the corner, eyes blank) "Maybe he was attacked by the Inferi," (a pool of blood on the ground). "

"What is the Inferi?"

Dean poked Seamus next to him, but Seamus was looking worriedly at Neville, who was trembling all over. He stared at the picture of the witch who was screaming in pain and clenched his fists.

"Quiet! Mr. Thomas, I will not allow any unsolicited speech."

Like a bat, Snape walked up to Dean silently but frighteningly, stared at him for a few seconds, and said, "Five points from Gryffindor for disrespecting classroom order."

"As for now, I don't have many expectations for you first-year students. What you should learn should not be skills such as silent spellcasting and wandless spellcasting. Those will only end your career as a wizard prematurely."

He stood back on the podium silently, touched the blackboard with the wand in his hand, and a large paragraph of text appeared.

"This is the magic spell you are going to learn today, armor protection. It is the basis of Defense Against Dark Arts. It can build a barrier around you to block attacks from the front. It is not a universal barrier, but at least it is Something empty-minded wizards like you can rely on."

Snape knocked on the blackboard hard, "Protego", then pointed his wand in front of him, and a red light shot out, but it was like mercury in the air and exploded into spots of light.

This made most of the students present take a breath and their expressions became excited.

Because this is the first time that they can actually learn Defense Against the Dark Arts in a Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

But the members of "Holly" breathed a sigh of relief.

——Because most of them are Gryffindors, and what they absolutely don’t want to do is anger Snape in this state.

"Now, everyone is divided into two groups and begins to practice this spell. One person uses the spell, and the other person tries to throw a mat at him." Snape waved his wand at the end, and a large number of them flew out from the cabinet in the corner. Mats, stacked on the two front tables.

"As for the extra 'Savior' Potter, I think you can team up with me, come on."

Regardless of the opinions of Harry, who was already standing with Ron, Snape dragged him out. They stood on both sides of the podium, like role models.