The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Warfare Professor

When Victor walked out of the tree tower, it was already two days after he was attacked by black magic.

Nongji, how have you spent these two days?Nongji?

For two days, Victor felt that not only was half of his HP bar reduced, but he was also hit by a dizzy buff.

He lay in bed and tried to choke himself with chocolate, a healing sweet.

The Black Magician has not appeared since then. I don’t know if it is repenting for its extremely cruel attack, or whether it is planning how to let Victor experience and learn the cruel black magic of ancient Egypt next time.

Victor sat up from the bed, with a touch of reluctance and a vague confusion that had been lingering for the past few days, and wrote a letter to the professor at Hogwarts.

Senior Quirrell: I have a request. I want to sit in on the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this week.Just listening.

I have been studying ancient books recently, and there are some magic texts in them that are similar to black magic.Maybe you can get a feel for it from Defense Against the Dark Arts.

PS: Don’t bother to entertain me.

Regardless of whether Quirinus?6?1 Quirrell agreed or not, Victor had already forced the arrangement of the audit to proceed.

That's why he's here on Thursday.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, several fifth graders were whispering about the new face of Victor.

The content is nothing more than "His face looks too pale, his life is like a candle in the wind", "Shut up. This is a new associate professor who specializes in teaching first-year students. Even if he looks like he has been severely ravaged by you, You should show some respect to him."

Victor wrapped his windbreaker tightly around his sweater and sat obediently in the back row of the classroom.The students' unintentional words were really colder than the cold wind in autumn.

"Senior Victor?"

Victor heard someone calling him, looked up weakly, and saw a tall wizard student saying hello to him with a face full of surprise.

Victor showed a standard social smile and said to the students cordially: "Long time no see..."

Who is coming?

The fifth graders called themselves seniors... Victor counted on his fingers and found that they should be the group that only entered Hogwarts when he was in seventh grade.

It's really rare that when I was in the seventh grade, I had already dived into the deep pit of ancient Egypt research, and there was still a junior student who remembered him.

Then he saw the prefect badge on the other person's clothes.

"Robert? 6? 1 Hilliard." Victor said the direct name of this Ravenclaw disciple.

Mr. Hilliard then chatted with senior Victor enthusiastically about his past days as an educated youth, and then when he mentioned the cheating incident, Victor covered his mouth so hard that he couldn't continue.

Quirinus?6?1 Quirrell also came into the classroom.

His turban was changed to pink, and Victor was sure it was cut from the sheets issued to staff at Hogwarts.

When Quirrell walked up to the podium, his eyes happened to catch sight of Victor, who was here to listen. Before the latter could show his friendliness and sincerity, Quirrell was holding his head and running around, wanting to shrink back into the desk in an awkward manner.

"Is he always like this in class?" Victor asked Hilliard to gossip.

Hilliard spread his hands and said, "It's hard to say, Professor Quirrell is a very demanding teacher. Generally, as long as you don't mention vampires in class, his lectures are quite good. He is much more stable than Professor Trelawney. I don't know today. What's wrong."

The source of evil? 6? 1 Victor? 6? 1 The auditor looked at his colleagues with worried faces, feeling that it was really tragic for this professor to receive such comments from students.

"Senior Victor, are you here to audit today to... uh, learn teaching experience? If that's the case, you are not lucky."

Shaking his head at Hilliard, Victor hid his mouth behind the collar of his sweater and whispered: "I just have some questions about black magic that I don't understand."

Let's put it this way, if Victor could secretly tinker with black magic with one-tenth of the energy he spent on ancient Egyptian runes, he wouldn't have had to learn from a Death Eater four years after graduation.

Hilliard nodded in understanding, encouraging Victor not to feel embarrassed. Professor Quirrell, among other things, was quite serious about his students.

Victor forced a smile.He braced himself from his seat and listened to the fact that this Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, who was so dedicated in acting that he could be selected as the best actor of the year together with a certain Potions professor, officially started his course.

Defense Against the Dark Arts in senior classes has gradually transitioned to actual combat and duels.

Quirinus? 6? 1 Quirrell is a teacher who does not hesitate to let students try Defense Against the Dark Arts in class. This is much better than the previous professor who always read from textbooks and the previous professor who was like a chicken guard.

As long as he doesn't ask Victor to be a teaching assistant.

“Professor Eisner, if you don’t mind showing off your skills in Quirrell’s boring class, how about you being the instructor for the following duel drills with the students? "

Professor Victor, whose HP bar had already turned yellow, walked onto the duel stage amidst the cheers of the crowd.

Standing opposite him was another Ravenclaw prefect, and Victor also noticed her prefect badge.

"Mercy, Penello? 6? 1 Miss Crevat."

"Professor, you are too modest. If I could knock off one of your hair later, I would be proud."

"I have heard of many students who dare to challenge Aurors before they graduate. Who knows if your beautiful appearance hides this strength. Okay, don't waste time, let's start this performance back to back."

I don't think this is a performance... Penelope muttered to herself.Hold the wand in front of you.

Hilliard said "Oh" in confusion in the audience. He remembered that Senior Victor used his right hand to cast spells when he was in school. Why did he use his left hand to hold the wand now?

Victor can use both left and right hands as his dominant hand.But since the Dark Magician did some inappropriate things to his right hand, he felt that it would be more convenient to hold the wand with his left hand.

The students in the stands were very excited.They worked together for dozens of duels between Victor and Penelope.

Penello looks very serious. In comparison, Victor seems to be at ease. But if the Sorting Hat comes to read Victor's heart, it will definitely scream: How can you let a patient come to a duel? He can't even walk. It’s not stable yet!

But Victor did not refuse Quirrell's request.Because he could probably guess what Quirrell wanted him to show by letting him come on stage.

After all, on the night when he and he dealt with the three-headed dog, Victor almost relied on the excellent performance of this move to survive from the three-headed dog's claws.

At the end of the ten count, Penello's speed became even faster, and "Quick Confinement" struck at Victor like an arrow.The latter hadn't even turned around yet.

But that's not important. The curse didn't hurt Victor at all. As soon as it got close to the back of Victor's head, it turned around like a reflex and tied up Hilliard who was watching with a bang.

Quirrell looked at Victor's teaching display with satisfaction.He had witnessed deeply how good Victor was at this trick.

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