Parents of Hogwarts

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, as the professor of this course, Professor Meadows, who did not appear in the auditorium, still appeared here.

Karan and the other four of them lowered their heads, walked past her silently, and sat down after finding their seats.The other students also remained silent under Professor Meadows' glance.

No way, in the first class, the harsh impression she brought was so impressive that no one dared to cause trouble in this course.

Even though today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class is no longer a complete dueling class, this does not mean that her temper will be any better.

After taking out the book, Karan secretly looked up at Meadows, but what he didn't expect was that she was now focusing on him.

The moment their eyes met, Karan inexplicably found that her light blue almond eyes looked particularly beautiful today.

Meadows narrowed her eyes slightly. Fortunately, Karan didn't roll his eyes at her again, otherwise she would have given Karan a confinement.

Today's course did not take the form of a duel class, but taught them how to identify and deal with a type of living dead.

The living dead are a species of creature that includes vampires and zombies.Among them, the appearance of zombies is easy to distinguish. Their skin is gray and they smell bad all the time.

But vampires are slightly different. First of all, they also belong to this biological category. Secondly, in addition to their pale and haggard appearance, it is difficult to recognize them if you cannot see the fangs in their mouths.

Also unlike zombies, vampires are not a species that must be exterminated, like werewolves.

They may be discriminated against, but hunting vampires and werewolves is still illegal.This is clearly stipulated in the Ministry of Magic's regulations.

"But if you can master the spells I taught you in the first class, at least you will not become very embarrassed when facing the living dead." Professor Meadows explained.

"You can even defeat them directly."

Although what he said was indeed correct, the students sitting low down just looked unconfident.It is too difficult to master those four spells. In the occasional duel lessons, no one has been able to successfully cast them.

Professor Meadows saw all this, and she glanced at Karan inadvertently, but Karan just acted calmly, looking like a studious person.

"Pretend."

Meadows cursed silently in his mind.

Although Karan himself has always claimed that the original Iron Armor Curse was only accidentally cast by himself, and it can only be regarded as a semi-finished product.

But after all, it was Meadows herself who attacked him head-on. Of course she knew that the iron armor curse was not half false.

At the same time, it is also clear that Karan's magic talent is definitely not low.

Of course, Karan himself knew this. He could tell what Meadows was thinking when she glanced at him. It was just that he had always been mediocre in dueling classes, and even spent more of his time in church. How did Steve master the four magic spells.

However, he still acted very calmly, and even smiled shyly, looking quite shy.

Steve and Gaspard looked at his appearance, one's eyes became a little strange, and the other's eyes suddenly became interested.

And Meadows stopped looking at him a long time ago. She was afraid that she would be pissed to death by Karan in class.

"But in addition to these four spells, you can also ask for help in some simple ways."

Professor Meadows did not push these students too hard. Of course she knew the differences between these people. After all, not everyone's magical talent was equally superb.

"Vomelius."

Professor Meadows suddenly raised his wand and chanted a spell above his head. Two sparks shot out from the top of the wand, one red and the other green.

"It's a spark spell."

She put her wand away and continued to explain: "The spell is Vermelius."

"Normally, red sparks represent emergency signals and calls for help, while green sparks can be used to represent certain agreed events."

"When you are in danger, you can use the red spark."

"Whether or not the danger is due to the living dead."

In the rest of the class, Meadows deliberately set aside some time for them to practice the Spark Spell.

For a time, the entire classroom was filled with smoke caused by various failed spells, but Professor Meadows blew them away with the wind in an understatement, and continued to correct them.

As a teacher, if it hadn't been for the accident that happened in the first class, she could still be said to be very dedicated, quite like Professor McGonagall.

However, intentionally or unintentionally, she still ignored the positions of Karan and others.

"It seems like this is a kind of special care." Steve looked at Meadows not far away and said softly.

"It's what I asked for," Callan said, correcting Steve's wand gesture.He had learned this simple spell a long time ago, and he had not read so many magic books in Snape's house for nothing.

After class, the students whose witch robes were inevitably damaged filed out of the classroom. But just as Karan was about to leave with a few others, Meadows, who was standing behind the podium, suddenly stopped him.

"Mr. Sangster, please stay for a moment."

Karan was a little stunned. He didn't remember anything that annoyed Meadows, at least not openly.

But the reaction of the other three people was much faster than his. They walked out of the classroom without looking back, and even accelerated their pace in unison, as if they didn't want to stay for a moment longer.

"These guys..."

Karan curled his lips in disdain, put down his backpack again, and sat back in his seat.

After all the students in the classroom left, the door to the classroom closed automatically.

Karan looked at Professor Meadows silently, and he suddenly felt a little drumming in his heart.

After the last similar silence, his experience was not good. Both cheeks were pinched and swollen.

"Professor Meadows, if you don't have anything to do, I'm going to the library."

Karan was the first to break the silence.Meadows not only has a similar teaching style to Professor McGonagall, but also has a similar style of assigning homework.Parchment paper is measured by the sheet, not by the inch.

After another moment of silence, Meadows finally spoke.

"I seem...to owe you an apology."

"What?" Karan blinked hard: "What did you say..."

This was not the development he expected.

"After all, whether it was just an accident or not, it was me who injured you after all." Meadows continued: "This is not the behavior a teacher should have."

"Which time are you referring to?" Karan asked subconsciously.

Meadows's face darkened visibly: "This is the first time." She said stiffly.

"That's exactly what it is."

Karan decided to wait and see what happens: "You do still owe me an apology, Professor."

At this moment, he thought that Meadows was about to cast a curse on him again.

But after a while, she suddenly laughed softly.

"Sorry," she said.

Karan narrowed his eyes slightly, and things were developing more and more weirdly. He even quietly moved his body, ready to run away at any time.

However, Meadows didn't do much more. She just took out a medium-sized package from the podium and let it float slowly to Karan.

Through the open pocket, Karan glanced at it and saw that it seemed to be filled with something Steve would like very much.

"I bought these snacks from the Honeydukes store in Hogsmeade this morning."

Meadows said: "Freshmen like you can only go there on weekends when you are in third grade. It is the only village in the UK where all wizards are."

"Honeydukes snacks are quite good. I liked them when I was at Hogwarts."

That's not necessarily the case in third grade.

Karan said silently in his heart.

After doing these things, Meadows was ready to leave.

Karan looked at her back silently and suddenly asked.

"Headmaster Dumbledore asked you to do this."

It was hard for him not to suspect this.

Professor Meadows did not stop, but Callan heard a hint of smile in her answer.

"Don't think so bad of me."

"Stinky boy."