The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Warfare Professor

Victor has a bit of difficulty accepting the aesthetic of being covered in gay purple.He exchanged the black magician for a raincoat.Snap your fingers and ask the other person to follow you.

"You should know the reason why I summoned you." Victor turned the wand in his hand into an umbrella handle, held up the umbrella, and led the black magician into the heavy rain.

"...".

What was I thinking, how could I expect anything from him.The Pharaoh monsters are all mouthless, and under their indifferent eyes, the penguins will freeze to death.

"...I know very well that you are a black magician." Victor spoke to the black magician in the white noise of the rainy day, and no one else heard him.

"I don't know the difference between the black magic of ancient Egypt and the black magic of Britain."

He thought about his obedient academic career and never had any interest in black magic.The prophecies and Pharaoh cards were enough for him to study.Unexpectedly, after becoming a professor, he began to worry about it.

Victor had to worry about this.His students, especially Slytherin, are very qualified in dark magic.Draco is an out-and-out Dark Lord soldier.

He has no control over the student's choice of path.The only thing that can be done is to work hard to design a training route for the Dark Lord's troops.

The best situation is that students do not need to fall into darkness but can also use black magic skills to take advantage of the fire suppression of the arms in war.

If he can really teach successfully.

Victor doesn't have even a dime of experience in black magic.As I said just now, his academic career is well-behaved, sensible, and his noble spirit will last forever.

Unlike a certain half-blood prince or a certain noseless man, if he wanted to study black magic, he would have to learn it from scratch.

That was the point of him bringing the Dark Magician to the Owlery.

Victor closed the umbrella and it turned into a wand again.On rainy days, the owls in the shed rest quietly on the five- to six-meter-high ceiling.Due to weather conditions, parcel delivery is suspended.

"I heard that owls are considered a bad omen in the Muggle world."

Proverb: When a black cat enters a house, it brings bad luck and bad luck.

"I used to think that it was the shrill screams of owls that caused Muggles to misunderstand little angels as demons. But later, I studied the history of magic at Hogwarts and learned that this misunderstanding came from a witness.

“In the era before the International Statute of Secrecy, there were wizards who were obsessed with the dark arts.

"They wear pointed hats, immerse themselves in the study of dark magic every night, and drink the blood of mammals, but the most egregious thing is that they wantonly try their dark magic on Muggles in the surrounding villages.

"And surrounding them, perhaps helping the dark wizard cast spells, are always owls.

"The Muggles carved the horrific scene on murals and vellum and entrusted it to the next generation. They said: Owls will always be accompanied by dark magic."

Victor raised his head. The public owls at Hogwarts had no idea that he was slandering owl-shaped creatures. Some even flew in front of Victor to see if he had any orders to deliver. Victor waved them away. opened.

The Dark Magician was indifferent.Victor's communication with this speechless man was like playing the piano to a cow.Make him want to slap himself.

"So, uh, I asked Professor Binns later if there is really any connection between owls and black magic. He, he said it very vaguely. I guess he didn't know clearly. He said maybe."

The last person to ask such a question was Mr. Riddle of Slytherin.

Professor Binns remembers this incident clearly.After he showed a large degree of approval to Riddle's question, the Owl Massacre occurred at Hogwarts.

This, together with the Grape Massacre of 82, is considered the most puzzling violent event of the 20th century.

"I have no special attachment or interest in black magic. But I still want to ask you, are you willing to, um... tell me a little bit about how black magic works, the source of power, etc. Due to the pressure of life, I have to Understand this.”

Victor said it very sincerely.

He also made this decision after careful consideration for a long time.The Dark Magician is his servant monster, so he can be there to take care of him if he gets possessed by a sudden thought.

And what choice did Victor have?There are many people in Hogwarts who secretly have trysts with dark magic, but Victor is unwilling to reveal his intention to learn dark magic to them.

Quirrell would rescue Voldemort, and Snape would throw him off the cliff.

The Black Magician, his expression is as cold as ice in the North Pole that never melts.But he obviously understood Victor's intention, because his posture changed from standing with his hands behind his hands to holding his arms in front of his chest, as if he was thinking about how to respond.

Owl, still owl.

The Dark Magician took action.

He raised the cyan scepter high, and the indescribable conch-like thing at the tip of the scepter emitted a columnar light.

For a moment, Victor felt that the edge of his vision was circled in cyan. After blinking, nothing happened.

"You are illiterate... uh, can you write? I have done some research on ancient Egyptian writing. We have to find an efficient way to communicate. Otherwise, to be honest, I have no idea what you are doing..."

A shrill cry accompanied by thunder exploded next to Victor's eardrums.

If I become deaf, does it count as a work-related injury?Victor thought confusedly.He reflexively covered his ears and looked up to find the source of the sound.The hoot just now was very much like an owl.

Dozens of pairs of spiral-shaped black eyes stared at Victor, and the evil gaze suddenly came down, as stunned as a puppet, and as deep as a mysterious creature in the deep sea.

An owl flew first.

Then the next one.This is a fixed formula.How many seconds after the interval of the previous eagle, how long the distance is, and where the trajectory travels, the owl runs on the top of the shed five meters according to the calculation results.

It's a bit like the astrophysics model or atomic model that Victor saw in Cambridge.Behind the regular operation are complex formulas.

As dozens of owls repeat the same track a second time, Victor captures the inspiration lurking in the owl's dragnet.

"Is it some kind of black magic spellcasting logic?"

Victor's eyes were fixed on the delicate movements taking place.He asked the Dark Magician without looking back.

The owl's reputation as a wizard's good companion may be related to its ability to capture magical connections.

Magicians who can accurately transmit black magic to owls may have been eliminated by wand makers and other magical revolutions long ago.

Not hearing the desired response, Victor slapped his forehead. Why did I forget that he couldn't speak?

Victor turned around tiredly and saw the black magician nodding to him.

After receiving a positive answer, Victor looked up again to observe the dotted owls. "Okay." He lowered his voice. "Show me what kind of dark magic this is, Dark Magician."