Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts

After chatting with Delis and others about the development of Sleeping Dragon Society, Chris left directly. He also needed to find some materials to lift the curse. These things are not common on the market and only some dark wizards have them. Delis had started to pay attention to this stuff a long time ago, and he had to seize the time to find someone to "borrow" it.

Delis looked at the four people around him and said, "You have all heard what the elder brother said. These are all elders of Mianlong Society. Do you have any good opinions? We are indeed developing too fast."

Mike said: "The eldest brother has now left the Ministry of Magic. He will definitely not be too involved in our affairs, but I feel that the eldest brother is definitely making the next big move!"

The other three people also nodded. The top Auror of the Ministry of Magic gave up his job and went to teach Defense Against Dark Arts. It looked a bit like cultivating talents...

Chris? ? ?

"That's right, because the water in the Ministry of Magic is too deep and is not suitable for our development. You don't need to reveal too much in this regard. Brother must have his own considerations."

"We must change our slogan. The Auror Rescue Society is too limited. If we want to absorb more people, we need to let others see that we have a greater goal!" Delis said in a low voice. said the voice.

"Also, have you had any contact with those secret members of the Order of the Phoenix?"

"No, I feel that they are not easy to talk to. Their record against the Dark Lord makes them not think highly of the Auror Rescue Society, even though we are all colleagues." A slender man said.

Delis suddenly slammed the table excitedly, scaring several other people.

"I have it, the Dark Lord!! The Dark Lord!!! Our future slogan!!!"

"When the Sleeping Dragon awakens, even the Dark Lord must make way for it!"

"How's it going?" Delis looked at the other four people with excitement.

"This is good! The school motto of Hogwarts is Do Not Disturb the Sleeping Dragon! This way we will definitely be able to attract more outstanding talents who graduate from the school!"

Don’t like Mianlong Club?It doesn't matter, the Dark Lord you once blocked will also take a detour when he sees the Sleeping Dragon awakening. This is a high level of force.

"It fits our Mianlong Club so well!" Others also became excited.

The five people looked at each other, raised the hammer with their right hands and placed it on their hearts, whispering: swear allegiance to Mianlong Society to the death.

Unbeknownst to Chris, the five boys decided on the table of a Muggle bar about the Dragon Sleeping Society's great journey in the wizarding world.

......

Saturday.

Malfoy was very depressed today. He finally persuaded his father to donate seven new broomsticks to the college so that he could become Slytherin's seeker.

As a result, they encountered those stupid lions during training on the court today.

The little Muggle-born girl prodded him that she had to spend money to get into the school team, and he was so angry that he cursed her.

He swore he didn't say the word mudblood. After saying mudblood, he remembered what Chris had said to him two days ago. He had to stay elegant!

Mainly because of fear...

But he just said the word mud, and the Weasleys rushed up to him like crazy and were ready to beat him.

Ron, in particular, was the first to rush in. He even took out his wand and pointed it at him without hesitation, casting a curse at him.

Malfoy was frightened. Fortunately, there seemed to be something wrong with the guy's wand, and the curse hit himself, causing the Muggle-born girl to run over in panic.

He took advantage of the chaos and ran away, and the matter ended.

Malfoy clenched his fists and kept telling himself to maintain the elegance of Slytherin, to be elegant, to be noble, or not to care about them.

But I'm still furious...this Weasley!What kind of pure blood are they? They are not worthy at all!

Malfoy was ready to ask his uncle if he could go against Ron!

If he could, he vowed to make the Weasley family pay.

The Big Three were currently in Hagrid's hut next to the Forbidden Forest.

Harry seemed quite tired. Early in the morning, he was pulled up to practice Quidditch by Wood who was provoking in Assistant Will's class. Then something happened again.

Hermione looked at the pale Ron with a worried look on his face. He was spitting out a slug from time to time. It was the curse he had cast on Malfoy. As a result, there was something wrong with the wand and it hit him. The terrible thing was that the power was still too powerful. improved.

"Ron, you shouldn't be so impulsive." Hermione looked at Ron with some emotion, but still lectured him.

"You don't know, he's going to call you a mudblood. That's the filthiest word. That Malfoy... ugh... he's not a good person at all! Assistant Will taught him a lesson last time. He took all his words as farts... ugh..."

Ron held the bucket and felt uncomfortable for a long time, but he still insisted on finishing his sentence.

At this time, Hagrid opened the door and walked in, took a look at the little guy and said pityingly: "You may have to vomit for a while. Were you just talking about Will? Chris Will?"

"Yes, he seems to know Malfoy." Harry said from the side.

"Ha, let me think about it...he is Diana's boyfriend, Diana MacMillan! The MacMillan family seems to have been married to the Malfoy family, so it does have something to do with it." Hagrid sat down When he got to the chair, he scratched his head with his broad palm and said.

"My guess is indeed correct. He knows the Holy Pureblood Family." Ron was extremely weak, but he still struggled to get up and wanted to prove his IQ.

Hermione glanced at him and lifted the bucket closer to him. He almost spit the slugs on the floor.

Harry raised his green eyes and asked: "Hagrid, what kind of person is Assistant Assistant Will?"

"Haha, that guy." Hagrid took a deep breath.

"That guy is really hard to explain." Hagrid smiled awkwardly, glanced at the three of them and said slowly:

"Will often sneaked into the Forbidden Forest in the second grade. He liked to find some strange things and use them to exchange money with others. At that time, I often caught him, but by the fourth grade, I never caught him once. he."

"He was as slippery as a slug back then! Uh, sorry Ron, I didn't mean to."

Ron waved his hand and continued to lie on the bucket.

"He's very curious about everything and is... well, a master of magical creatures. He started out being very popular with Professor Kettleburn, and then started to hate him because of him and his pupil Newt. The difference is that Will's method for dealing with magical creatures is not to try to get along with them, but to beat them violently."

"In Will's words, not everyone sees the huge Zouwu rushing towards you, but you still have the mood to tease others with a cat stick, even though the guy looks like a cat. He is not New York There's only one Newt."

Hagrid laughed when he thought of this sentence. Although he didn't really like Will's method of treating magical creatures, he had to admit that he was an interesting guy.