The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Warfare Professor

1.

With a face full of amused joy, Victor stepped down to untie Hilliard.

This is when people are unlucky, lightning will chase you and strike.

After "Speed ​​Confinement" was changed by "Armor Protection", the defenseless Hilliard was tied up like a crab.

Penello, who accidentally injured an audience member, had a face as red as a boiled crab and was so embarrassed that he wanted to die.

Hilliard graciously refrained from blaming Penello.

After Victor rescued Hilliard, he seriously said to this direct disciple:

"Don't watch the duel out of curiosity. You are a mature wizard. You have to overcome the fun-loving nature in your genes."

You see, the most important reason why the great alchemist Nicol Flamel can live to be hundreds of years old is that he never cares about the business among wizards.

Hilliard took this to heart.His dream was to become an Auror, and he couldn't die halfway through his dream.

"Uh, Senior Victor, how many meters is the range without spectators? For example, if Professor Dumbledore is dueling with Grindelwald, do we have to use a telescope from across the mountain... Oh, wait, Senior Victor, no, Professor, your collar..."

Hilliard suddenly discovered that there were a few untimely broken hairs scattered on the collar of Victor's gray-white windbreaker.

"Professor, are you losing your hair?" he asked Victor, twisting up his broken hair.

Victor took the hair and looked at it twice in astonishment, then immediately patted Penello on the front seat on the shoulder and spread the hair in his hand.

"You can be proud. Your magic still hurt me. It penetrated my armor and messed up my hair." Victor said to Penello.

Penello looked encouraged, but only Victor knew: he was still affected by the sequelae of black magic in the duel just now, and his armor protection was not perfect.

2.

Quirrell was on the podium, summarizing the lessons he could learn from the duel just now. He seemed much calmer now and said to the students:

"In the face of black magic attacks, like Associate Professor Eisner, you must defend yourself anytime and anywhere... you must defend! This is the prerequisite to ensure your life."

Victor raised his hands in the audience and asked the question he had been wanting to ask since class:

"Professor Quirrell, I want to know what the defense against the dark arts is based on?"

This is basically the basic knowledge of Defense Against the Dark Arts.Not to mention Quirrell, even Hilliard was doubtful that Victor would ask such a question.

Could it be Professor Quirrell's request?

Victor insisted on finishing his question:

“Since Defense Against the Dark Arts can resist the attacks of black magic, it stands to reason that there should be ways to repair the damage caused by black magic.

"But why do wizards still talk about black magic with disdain, and are still unable to cure patients attacked by black magic?

"For example, I saw a wizard who had an ear cut off by black magic, and the area where he was attacked never healed."

Quirrell became nervous again.The direct source of his nervousness was Victor.

"This... Professor Eisner, the real black magic is to cause damage to the soul. Even if it seems like just cutting off an ear, it actually burns the nerves of the ear from the depths of the soul.

"Even I... I dare not mention their power! As you can see, magic like defense... is very difficult to even defend.

"If the soul is damaged, then everything is over. There is no white magic that can touch the soul! So you... you can't heal the damage caused by black magic."

Quirrell hesitated, but this was not an answer that satisfied Victor.

Victor asked: "So for the spell caster, the backlash of black magic on his soul is irreparable?"

That's what Victor wanted to ask.

Black magic corrupts the user's mind.He had heard about it more than once, and even witnessed with his own eyes how terrifying the fallen wizard looked.

Snape, Victor believed, if he hadn't been so good at studying dark magic when he was young, he would at least be two more handsome James than he is now.

But some of his students will definitely take the path of black magic.

Victor hopes that even if the students use black magic one day, there will be a way to protect themselves so that their souls will not be eroded.

This is also for himself.If he wanted to get in touch with the magic taught to him by the dark magician, he couldn't go too far.

"Eisner, Professor, Professor...this is even more...more difficult than repairing a soul damaged by black magic." Quirrell said.

"If you are injured by black magic, you can be cured. If this is really possible, then you are cured... But the backlash of black magic...

"A dark wizard always uses black magic. If his soul is constantly being counterattacked and healed, what do you think he will become?

"He's going to have a nervous breakdown.

"So, if a wizard chooses black magic, he must go on without hesitation. Even if that means he can no longer have a clean soul."

How ironic that you should say these words.Victor narrowed his eyes, looked at the sanctimonious Death Eater on the podium, and said to him: I have finished asking my questions.

During the next class, Victor kept getting distracted.

Whenever he saw Quirrell's face and Quirrell's pink turban, he always thought of Voldemort's vicissitudes of face that had been ravaged by dark magic.

The noseless face lingered in front of Victor's eyes. Sometimes it became the face of his student Draco Malfoy, sometimes it was the face of other Slytherin students, even the dark wizard's face that had the least emotion. They were all recalled by Victor, and the last thing that emerged was Victor's own face.

He rubbed his eyebrows almost roughly, thinking that the "armor protection" might have consumed a lot of energy, and his head began to hurt again.

3.

After the students finished class, Hilliard was asked by Victor to lend him a hand.Only then did he realize that the senior might be ill.

After confirming in every possible way that this was not caused by Penello's attack and that there was no need to go to the infirmary, Hilliard was slightly convinced.

"What can I do for you?" He was worried.

"Just a piece of chocolate. Thank you." These words came out of Victor's pale lips.

Hilliard placed Victor in the classroom, asked around with many classmates, and finally snatched a chocolate pie from the good-tempered Professor Flitwick.

Many years later, Hilliard became an Auror on Victor's recommendation.

It was only through an accidental mission that the secret of chocolate was completely understood to him.

He also began to carry a few chocolate bars in his pocket to heal his spirit that might be destroyed by black magic at any time.

However, time has passed and he still doesn't know why Victor was attacked by black magic in the first place.

He tried to write a letter to remind his senior about what happened in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but Victor always seemed to play dumb. He wrote in his reply:

That injury?It was just a joke made by an old friend.