Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts

"Scabbers! Scabbers?" Ron returned to the dormitory and looked anxiously for his pet.

"You haven't found it yet Ron?" Harry got under the quilt and found that Ron had been looking for a long time.

"No, I don't know where he went. He was still sleeping in the bed when we left!" Ron felt very sad. That was the only thing and pet in the house that belonged only to him.

"I'll help you search." Harry quickly got up to help Ron search. Even Neville, who was sleeping next to him, joined in after being woken up. Several people almost searched the dormitory but couldn't find the missing Scabbers.

"He won't run around." Ron sat sadly on the bed and suddenly looked at Hedwig with a sad face: "He... will he be eaten..."

Hedwig flapped his wings and looked very angry. Harry quickly comforted him: "Maybe he ran out to eat?"

"He's never been like this." Ron pulled his hair in pain. Scabbers had been in their home for more than ten years, and they even regarded him as family.

The next day, Ron, who couldn't sleep all night, asked everyone in Gryffindor House in the common room. After getting no results, he looked at Harry sadly. "Some of them even said that Scabbers might have run out and been raped in the Chamber of Secrets last night. The monster inside ate it.”

Harry didn't know how to comfort his best friend, and he felt it was possible.

Under the pressure of Potions class in the morning, Ron finally briefly ended his search for Scabbers. This matter did not cause too much trouble. Everyone was now more concerned about last night's attack.

Especially after Professor Binns revealed the news about the Slytherin heir and the Chamber of Secrets in class, the whole school was speculating about the Chamber of Secrets and the heir.

Until Wednesday, when Chris entered the sixth-grade Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, most of the students still had a lack of energy on their faces. They had spread rumors about this in private, and some were even secretly selling some talismans.

"What's wrong with you? Did Professor McGonagall just ask you to transform into something unspeakable?" The class they had just finished was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class.

Surprisingly, Chris's cold joke didn't get any response. He looked at the students below and asked, "What's going on? Can you let me know?"

A Ravenclaw student stood up and stumbled and said: "Assistant Professor Will, we heard some bad news from Professor Binns, about the Chamber of Secrets." He came from a Muggle family, and he was very concerned about Salazar S. The rumor that Lytlin hated Muggle-born wizards was a bit frightening.

"The secret room? I heard rumors about it when I was studying. It has been around for a long time." Chris said leaning against the table and holding his chin.

"So, assistant, are there really any monsters inside?" A Hufflepuff's eyes widened, a little frightened.

"I don't know, but you can imagine what kind of monster there might be inside. We can consider ways to deal with him in this class." Chris canceled the original teaching plan. This kind of class can arouse students' interest more, and You can also learn a lot of knowledge.

"Assistant Coach Will, I think it might be a werewolf!"

Chris looked over and found that it was a Gryffindor student. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the parchment on the table. After a while, the parchment twisted and stretched and turned into a huge werewolf with black mane and scarlet eyes. There was a long mouth of saliva, which was so realistic that the students leaned back in fear.

"Werewolves, I don't think there is that kind of thing in the Chamber of Secrets. Come on, the legend of the Chamber of Secrets has been around for many years. If you use your imagination a little bit, you won't think that there is a werewolf in it. I doubt if you studied seriously in the third grade. ." Chris waved his wand to make the werewolf roar, and a few students in the front row even felt that they smelled the fishy smell in its mouth.

"Then how to deal with me, everyone should know, I won't go into details here. Let's use your similarities again." Chris controlled the werewolf to say this.

This struck a group of students as rather bizarre.

"I guess it's the Minotaur!"

Chris looked at a boy with freckles on his face and blinked: "You are really giving me a problem."

After thinking for a moment, he waved his wand, and two horns appeared from the head of the werewolf standing on the table. His body quickly began to expand and turned into a monster with a head and a body. The huge horns almost reached the ceiling.

The students looked at this extremely oppressive tauren. Finally, some people were afraid and moved their seats and ran towards the back.

"Monsters like the Minotaur were only active in sparse numbers on the grasslands of Africa a long time ago. They were very similar to centaurs but not as intelligent as centaurs. Wizards once wanted to enslave them but encountered fierce resistance. As a result, 400 years later I accidentally made them extinct before."

"I think you may have never heard of the saying that orcs will never be slaves."

"So if he really can't live as long as a Minotaur in the Chamber of Secrets, Salazar Slytherin is not that powerful." Chris stretched and added.

"Does anyone else have any ideas? I think it's possible if you think of some long-lived creatures."

"Assistant, what do you think that is?" Percy Weasley stood up and asked. Although the rumors of the secret room did not have much impact on pure-blood wizards, there were five people in his family at school.

"Well... I think if there really is a secret room, there is probably a basilisk in it!" Chris told the truth quite directly.

"Basilisk?" The students below widened their eyes. This kind of black magic creature seems to only exist in legends.

Chris waved his wand again, and the minotaur transformed into a snake with protruding scales on its head. Long, bright red snake letters appeared from time to time.

The students looked at the basilisk, which was not as big as a werewolf, and found that it didn't seem that scary. "The basilisk can only be so big..." There was a sudden bang, and the basilisk quickly grew to occupy one-third of the classroom. , making a creepy sound.

"Yes, it is recorded that the first basilisk was cultivated by a Greek black wizard who could speak Parseltongue. The cultivation process is very easy. They have a long lifespan. This kind of creature is too dangerous, so many years ago, the international wizard The association severely cracked down on dark wizards who cultivated basilisks and issued regulations "Prohibition of Domesticating Animals for Experiments." Since they are only controlled by Parseltongues, even dark wizards are now unwilling to break the law." Chris held up his hands He hugged it to his chest and said leisurely.

"His most powerful attack is his eyes. Anyone who looks directly at him will die. This is more direct than the mandrake I used in class before. Those who look not directly will be petrified, Mrs. Lorris His symptom was to be petrified, and I also speculated that if there really was a secret room, it might be a basilisk inside."