The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

In fact, this is Newt's first time teaching students, but the effect is beyond his expectations. Professor Newt's love for magical animals has left a mark on everyone's hearts.

In addition, he himself is the author of "Where and Where to Find Fantastic Beasts", so he is very popular, and even Slytherin's Malfoy and Pansy can't find any harsh language to ridicule.

Thursday afternoon at 01:30 is Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff's Defense Against the Dark Arts practical class, and everyone is curious about what this year's Professor Lupine will teach.

But Hermione sat alone on the stone bench in the central courtyard, staring at Cyrus in front of her in a daze.

"Can you stop thinking about that prophecy!" Cyrus waved his arms exaggeratedly.

"What...what? I didn't..." Hermione turned her head and muttered, "Of course you don't care, it's not your birth...why can't I see this kind of future?"

Hermione Granger, blushing and heartbeating, envied Professor Trelawney for a while.

"Because she lied to you... ahem... she lied to you." Cyrus looked at no one around, then stammered, "She just exaggerated the number on purpose."

Well, Sybill Trelawney just listed the probabilities with high probability, and then used exaggeration.

"But she did see it with a crystal ball." Hermione poured some cat food into her hand and fed it to Crookshanks, "but red...wouldn't it have a bad meaning?"

Trelawney praised Hermione and Cyrus very much, but Cyrus didn't believe in divination, because he himself hated the 'fate' that the professor said, and he hated all forms of 'fatalism'.

Destiny, precisely because it cannot be changed, cannot be violated, and can only be accepted, is destiny called destiny.

But the fortunetellers only peeked into a corner of the future through various means, but they are powerless to reverse the future—if it is reversed, it is also an arrangement of fate, and everything seems to be just right.

But Dumbledore doesn't like 'fatalism' either. He told Cyrus that the more the prophecy cares, the closer the trend will be to the future he sees.

"That's just a possibility..." Although Cyrus himself wondered about that future.

"Who knows~" Hermione took Cyrus' hand, "but at least one thing is certain..."

She stopped her mouth suddenly, because Hermione didn't intend to say it: at least it was certain that if she and Cyrus had a child in the future, he would spend more time with her than her.

Cyrus and Hermione arrived at the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on time, waiting for Professor Lupine to arrive. He waited until everyone was present before he slowly followed the last student to the classroom.

The professor put his old suitcase on the podium. His clothes were ragged, but his complexion was much better. Maybe the school food was very good, and he was much more comfortable than when he was wandering outside.

"Good afternoon~" He looked at the students below, with a sincere smile on his face, "Since everyone's spells are well learned, I plan to teach some new things..."

That's right: almost all the members of the study club have mastered one or two powerful curses, and the wizards who often play duels in the study club are even more proficient in the basic iron armor curse.

Lupine had wiped his sweat in private more than once.

He didn't understand how the previous professors taught, not to mention, almost all the theories of spells published by Cyrus had been spread.

What?How did he know who Cyrus was? ?

Come on, if you dine in the auditorium, the three deans except Snape will come to him to introduce him. Lupine even thinks that Cyrus is the rare 'dean's favorite' at Hogwarts?

"But we are not in the classroom this time... I think I have spent a lot of effort in order to let you see something new"

Lupine signaled that everyone just needs to take the wand, and then followed him all the way to the faculty lounge. After walking through the corridor, he found a familiar shadow: Peeves.

He was hanging upside down in the air, head down, and was about to stuff chewing gum into the keyhole, when Peeves saw the crowd behind him, screaming at the professor, "Lupine fool! Crazy fool. ..”

This was the first time Peeves had been rude to the professor, but Lupine's reaction was even more surprising.

"You still seem to hate me so much..." Lupine said with a smile, "If you don't leave, I will make you suffer again."

"Really? I'm leaving now...it's strange!!"

Peeves, whose prank was destroyed, showed an angry expression, and he slammed the chewing gum in his hand at Lupine and several students around, but Cyrus stopped him.

Those chewing gums were parked in the air.

"Ahh! Who is it? It's you! It's you again!!" Peeves rolled over their heads, pointing at Cyrus and shouted, "You... um... you're the one for Fred and the others are the ones who hand out the money!"

The Weasley twins often divide their money into several parts: keeping it for themselves, buying gifts for Ginny, and buying prank props.

When they had a prank with Peeves, Peeves had already discovered their updated prank equipment, and the place where they pranked each other seemed to be deliberately set on the third floor.

It is the members of the Black Snake Club who suffer every time.

"Why don't you give Lord Peeves some prank props?" He almost lost in the equipment several times, "how about it?"

"Ahem... Peeves~ We still have class!" Lupine cleared his throat, "Wadi Vasi!"

Those chewing gums quickly returned the same way and hit Peeves in the face, causing Peeves to stagger, cursing and rolling away in the corridor.

"If I were you, I would never give Peeves something." Standing in front of the gargoyle, Lupine turned his head to Cyrus and said, "Maybe you won't be tricked by him, but others will suffer. ..”

"Professor, you should tell George and the others..." Cyrus suppressed a smile.

The other young wizards respected Lupine because there were not many professors who dared to challenge Peeves, even though they also believed that Lupine would not enjoy any good days this year.

Most of the people who were missed by Peeves did not end well.

unless......

"Professor, have you offended him before?" Hermione asked curiously. "Peves would hardly be so rude to the professor...even Felger was just teasing..."

"Ahaha...isn't it considered an offense?" Lupine showed a weird wry smile, as if he was recalling the past when he was young, "I just didn't expect him to remember me, okay, let's continue, Peeves doesn't count What"

The staff lounge was not as messy as they had imagined. It was a long wooden room, but most of the furniture was black and red tables and chairs. Lupine followed in the crowd.

It was Professor Snape who caught the eye first.

Cyrus, Wayne, Justin and others: Peeves is really nothing compared to the poisonous old bat.

"Tsk... I thought this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was another acting class for Mr. Cyrus and Miss Granger." He immediately stood up from his chair, showing a sarcastic smile, "Forget it, let me Let's go, I don't want to see the rookie teaching"

Cyrus and Hermione didn't know for a moment whether the other was mocking or praising themselves.

Snape seemed to have seen something disgusting and disgusting, and his eyes flickered around.

"Hmm... It's the first time I saw you were not in the classroom, I hope you won't be torn apart by something--crazy--" He strode forward, and the crowd automatically gave way to a passage.

The corner of Lupine's mouth twitched, and he closed the door after Snape walked out.