Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts

After dinner, Chris went all the way back to the office to continue his further studies.

Growth is not something that happens overnight, but happens bit by bit.

What he is holding in his hand is "The Trajectory and Surge of Magic" written by Miranda Gorshak. She is a famous wizard of the previous generation and the author of the Hogwarts Charms textbook "Standard Spells" 1-5 Of all the authors, it's worth mentioning that she is still alive and much younger than Dumbledore, an iconic figure in the Holy Pureblood family.

The entire book "The Trajectory and Surge of Magic Power" describes how the magic power in the wizard's body should be structured, and what kind of magic power flow can make the wizard more durable and powerful.

Chris was a little surprised that such a book was in the restricted area. There was no hint of black magic in it.

No wonder the wizarding world in Britain has been regressing. The happy education promoted by Hogwarts is indeed not conducive to the development of the wizarding world.

If it was him... forget it, there is no if.

Chris' current idea is to stabilize as soon as possible, take time to complete the ritual to resolve the curse, then marry Bai Fumei and reach the peak of his life, and wait until his nostrils are broken before traveling around the world and having a child.

Just when Chris was holding a book and making a series of life plans, Malfoy came over.

"Sit down, do you need anything to drink?" Chris asked looking at the dejected young master.

Malfoy shook his head and sat cautiously on the sofa nearby. He had not yet been alone with his future uncle.

Chris looked at the handsome young man in front of him. His light blond hair was meticulously combed back against his scalp, and his somewhat pale face looked very handsome at his age.

"Draco." Chris suddenly spoke, causing Malfoy's little body to straighten up again.

"Do you know what Slytherin was like when your aunt Diana and I were studying?"

Malfoy shook his head with a weird look on his face. He swore that he had never heard anyone in his family say that Chris had fucked half of the college alone.

"I asked about your performance in school in the past two years, and I can only say that it is not something that an heir to a holy pure-blood family can do."

Chris took a sip of tea, looked at the book in his hand and said slowly:

"Although Slytherins at that time looked down on Muggles and ordinary wizards, their pride was still very admirable. I remember that there were many people from the Holy Pureblood Family there at that time, although I used to look down on them. , but I have to admit that their so-called aristocratic elegance can easily make their opponents admire them."

"Ha, I forgot. The pure-blood family members at that time seemed to have no followers of the mysterious man."

Malfoy immediately became nervous after hearing this. At this time, he still regarded Voldemort as his faith and decided to follow him.

"It wasn't until the situation stabilized and his admirers slowly appeared that Slytherin House's methods became dirty. Before that, although they were unscrupulous, they still had their own pride, and so did your aunt In this way, she is even regarded as the Queen of Slytherin, but I don't hate her that much, which is why she and I finally got together."

"I have never understood why they follow the mysterious man, even if his dogma seems to be of great benefit to the pure-blood family. But as a holy pure-blood family, it really shouldn't be done. They are holy because they are ancient, not Because they have so much rights, so many assets, so much power.”

"They gave up the longest-standing glory recognized by all wizard bloodlines to follow a false glory created because their strength caused turmoil and panic in the wizarding world."

"That's no longer a holy pureblood."

Malfoy was extremely frightened when he heard this. It was no secret that his family had followed a mysterious person, but no one like Chris had said so straightforwardly that he had followed that person.

Chris looked at the somewhat flustered young master.It would definitely be a good thing if you can lead him to the right path at this time. A child's outlook on life can be easily shaped.

"Draco, I don't care if you and Potter are against each other, that is between you. But you, I hope you can defend the true glory of the holy pure-blood family, instead of making a few pranks and insulting others' psychologically weak Wounds and mudbloods, to prove the nobility of your bloodline! Do you understand?"

Watching Malfoy hurried out, Chris drank tea leisurely.

He didn't think that telling the truth once would make the arrogant young master give up his beliefs, but as a child, if the truth doesn't make sense, just tell it again, and if it doesn't make sense, just say it again with a stick. There will always be a day when you understand.

In the evening, the auditorium was noisy. Many people were discussing Professor Lockhart, and a small number of people were criticizing him because he gave a very bad Defense Against the Dark Arts class to the second graders.

Released a cage of Cornish elves, but did not capture them, and had their wands taken away. After failing to solve the accident, they fled with most of the students, locking Hermione, Ron and Harry in classroom.

This approach made many students start to despise him. As a professor of Defense Against Dark Arts, he had no way to protect the safety of his students. This was very outrageous.

After a while, Harry and the three came to the auditorium to eat.There was no way, Ron's ear was bitten, and they had to go to Madam Pomfrey's to bandage it first.

At the teacher's table, Snape came out to eat rarely. Chris hadn't seen him in the past few days. It was normal for the Potions Master to be elusive.

"Sev, is this your new robe? It's very beautiful."

Chris sat and stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth and said.

Snape glanced at Chris and said nothing, continuing to eat the food slowly and methodically.

"Sev, tell me, what kind of potions have you been researching recently?"

Snape took a deep breath. He felt that ever since this former student passed the Potions class during graduation, he had become more and more talkative in front of him, as if he wanted to publicize it all the time.

Do you see it?Are you angry that I passed the potions exam and become an Auror?

"Chris, I hope that when you finish teaching your next class, the name Hogwarts - The Dark Arts Awakens will not be used as a column in the Daily Prophet."

"Ha, Severus. Thank you for your concern. I will take care of this problem. But you haven't answered my question yet. Are you in love? Why aren't you wearing that moldy-looking black robe? ?" Chris said nonchalantly.

"It's a meeting of the Potions Masters Association! Potions Masters! Association! Meeting! Are you satisfied? Chris."

Snape left angrily without even finishing his meal.