Harry Potter: Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

Although Halloween is over, Hufflepuff's salty-sweet...sweet-salty...um...tofu brain flavor war is still not completely over.

Hufflepuff students have evolved from Badger to Pingtou. When they meet friends from other colleges, they will ask in a very polite way: "What kind of tofu are you?"

In the beginning, the students from other colleges were very honest and would clearly express their tendency towards the two flavors.

Later, they learned to be smart, and asked directly: "What about you? What kind of tofu brain are you?"

When the little badger told his affiliation, they immediately borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and said, "Ah, yes, yes! I like this taste too! Let's have this for lunch!"

Each little badger has its own unique flavor of tofu ingredients, which is much better than the random mix of students from the other three colleges.

So the students from the other three colleges adhered to the principle that whether it is sweet or salty, it tastes delicious in their mouths, so they hooked up with the still innocent little badger and went to the auditorium to eat their fill.

In the morning we eat salty ones with them, at noon we ask them for spicy ones, and in the evening we have a bowl of sweet ones.

Slowly, this sentence spread among the students of the other three colleges, and the little badgers also knew this sentence.

They also realized at this moment that maybe the debate itself is meaningless, it is nothing more than some small differences in everyone's tastes, the key is that as long as it is delicious, it will be fine!

In the end, the war slowly subsided, and Kong Nuo, who was a real firefighter and a fun person, also chose to be silent for the time being.

As he promised on All Hallows Eve, he will start teaching the content of practice next month.

He was worried that if some salty or sweet students suddenly couldn't think about it when they were doing their internal homework, causing their magic power to go backwards and spurt out a mouthful of old blood, it would be a disaster.

In the two months before the Christmas holiday, he needed to teach the students how to correctly use the magic power in their bodies to guide their internal strength.

Students cite this time as their favorite two months, with rave reviews.

The process of guiding internal force is very complicated, and a slight mistake will damage the meridians, so Kong Nuo's teaching is very stable, ensuring that every student will not be left behind.

And thanks to Peeves' credit, as long as it is the auditorium where Konno is in class, it is the warmest place in the entire castle.

Peeves would fly into the air, and then his body would turn orange-yellow, and then circle around the auditorium through hula hula, dissipating heat to every corner of the auditorium.

Even the teachers will come to the teacher's table at this time, let the house elves serve hot tofu nao, and start fishing in the open, what a wonderful thing!

Of course, according to the law of conservation of magic (bushi), when some people are very happy, those unhappiness will often appear in other people.

And the most unhappy person in the whole school is probably Professor Quirrell from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

He is very anxious now, and his Halloween plan can only be regarded as half successful. Although he knows that there is a three-headed dog where the Philosopher's Stone is kept, he still hasn't figured out a way to deal with it.

Not only that, but after All Hallows Eve, he would still be blocked by Snape, and Snape would launch a venom-breathing attack, and he would be so choked that he couldn't speak a word.

The most important thing is... The day when Voldemort wakes up is coming again, and he is somewhat unable to do business now.

Dissatisfying Voldemort is a very scary thing, after all, Voldemort is on the back of his head.

Once Voldemort is dissatisfied, he will launch a magical attack on his reduced brain.

A Cruciatus Curse fired directly at the head, no matter what, Quirrell didn't want to recall the indescribable tearing feeling.

Quirrell returned to the office with a package under his arm, his trembling expression suddenly changed, and became extremely dignified.

He picked up his wand and cast anti-peeping magic on the door to ensure that no one could pry into the secrets of this room.

After doing all this, he came to the desk, tore off the outer wrapping of the package, and then erased the wrapping with the Vanishing Charm.

When he saw the martial arts textbooks inside, he let out a long breath, "Whether I can not be tortured today depends on you!"

He gave himself a pep talk and immediately began the distressing with his wand.

Quirrell used to be a professor of Muggle Studies, and he understood that Muggles have an old-fashioned craft that can make some items ancient and more valuable.

He is now using similar magic to make the original brand-new textbooks old and make them even older.

... At least Voldemort can't find out that these books are newly bought!

"Huh...huh...ah...why is it so stinky! Why is it getting more and more stinky!" Just when he had just completed the old magic, he felt an itching sensation in the back of his head.

He quickly waved his wand, moved the desk against the wall to the center of the room, and stood with his back to the desk.

Huh... calm down!He's not magical enough to spy on me with Legilimency, as long as I stay calm!

Undoing the scarf, Voldemort's snake-like face was revealed, "Very good! Quirrell! I am very satisfied with your performance this time! It seems that you have obtained a satisfactory result?"

Quirrell said: "Yes! Master! I have already found out how many checkpoints they have set up to protect the Philosopher's Stone!"

"Now, as long as you get rid of the three-headed dog in charge of guarding the gate, and lure Principal Dumbledore away, then you can get the Philosopher's Stone!"

"Oh? It seems that you have indeed been working seriously recently! The honor of Death Eaters is already waving to you!" Voldemort rarely put on a show in his tone, "Tell me about how you do it!"

Quirrell hurriedly started to tell, and by the way, some of the ordinary processes in it were polished to be more dramatic and imaginative.

"It seems that those old guys are already wary of you!" Voldemort said in a serious tone, "I told you last time, don't try to test Harry! Don't startle the snake!"

"Is that three-headed dog the teaching material that the wizard named Kong Nuo used in class? Can't you solve it?"

"No no no! Master! Kong Nuo is more powerful than we imagined!" Quirrell said everything about Kong Nuo punching the Halloween troll and pinching the dementor.

Voldemort suddenly became angry: "So... the smell on this hood! Did you pick it up when you were peeping outside the window?!"

Quirrell was shocked, "Wait! Master! I have one more thing to tell you! Just wait a moment!"

Voldemort gritted his teeth, his face looked even more terrifying, "Say it!"

Quirrell waved his wand quickly, and opened the old textbooks on the desk one by one.

"Master! I sneaked into Kong Nuo's office and got the original copies of his teaching materials! Take a look! I think it will also help you recover!"