Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 190 Lupin, you are a stumbling block on my Peeves’ road to success!

Taking advantage of her free time after dinner, Harry looked through the afternoon class schedule:

"There will be another class on Uncle Remus's Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon. After that, we will have no class today."

"That's great." Hermione said weakly, the schoolbag beside her filled with books.

Hermione had gone to the bathroom earlier, and when she came back she looked like she was half dead.

If he hadn't known the truth, Harry would have suspected that Hermione had done something shameful.

"You have two more classes this morning?" Harry pulled out Hermione's class schedule from her schoolbag.

"Yeah, Potions and Muggle Studies are really tiring me out."

"But don't even think about asking me why I can take two classes at the same time. I promised Professor McGonagall that I won't tell anyone."

Hermione reluctantly stuffed a mouthful of kidney pie into her mouth to make sure she still had enough energy for the afternoon, while muttering vaguely.

"It's okay, I won't pry." Harry smiled and rubbed Hermione's head, burying his fingers in her fluffy hair.

"I've figured out most of the truth."

"Huh?" Hermione had already swallowed the pie and was lying on the table staring at the remaining pie in a daze.

After hearing what Harley said, she looked sideways at Harley with a shocked face, and happened to meet Harley's smiling eyes.

"It has something to do with time, doesn't it? You probably got a magic item related to time travel from Professor McGonagall, so you can take two classes at the same time."

"Right, silly Miss Granger?"

Harry continued talking, while his hand slid down dishonestly and pinched Hermione's face.

Hermione swatted away Harry's mischievous hand, and seemed to perk up instantly: "How do you know? I obviously didn't say anything!"

"Shh, keep it secret!" Harley raised a finger and shook it, saying playfully.

Hermione rubbed her forehead frantically, but she remembered what she had said before, so Harry would definitely not tell her.

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Defense Against the Dark Arts is still in the familiar classroom, but the Lockhart posters in the classroom have disappeared.

This classroom is definitely the most expensive classroom to decorate in Hogwarts. After all, a professor changes his style.

When Harry arrived at the classroom, there were only a few students here. It was not until the beginning of class that a large number of students arrived.

Apparently, everyone is not that enthusiastic about Defense Against the Dark Arts.

After all, of the two professors in the first two years, one could only follow the script and only wanted to steal the school's magic stone;

The other one is quite talented in performing dramas, but the rest is another story.

When it was Professor Lupine's turn, he was much more trembling than the previous two professors just from the appearance point of view.

Although it is said that people should not be judged by their appearance, Professor Luping does not look like a master at all.

This resulted in students having no expectations for this course.

Being able to rush into the classroom at the last second before class without being late or skipping class is already out of respect for the new professor's first class.

After the class bell rang, Professor Lupine finally walked into the classroom.

There was still a faint smile on his face, and he casually placed the tattered old box on the podium.

Professor Lupine was still dressed in rags, and his robe was full of patches, but he looked much better than before.

"Good afternoon," Professor Lupine greeted, taking out the roll call.

When Harley was called, Harley raised her hand with a serious face, but quietly winked at Professor Lupin.

Professor Lupine pretended not to notice and continued reading the next name.

After the roll call, Professor Lu Ping did not take out his textbook, but pointed to the door of the classroom:

"Please put your textbooks back in your bags. Today is a practical class. You only need to use your wand."

Oh, it seems like this new teacher has something else?

In the past two years, it seems that Gryffindors have only taken one Defense Against the Dark Arts practical class, and it was an extremely failed practical class.

Will Professor Lu Ping now directly challenge this difficult operation in the first class?

The students had a little sense of expectation and followed Professor Lu Ping out of the classroom.

The group walked through the empty corridors, rounded the corner, and happened to bump into the prankster Peeves.

At this time, Peeves was putting gum into the keyhole closest to him.

After discovering the arrival of Professor Lupin, Peeves suddenly raised his head, clapped his hands, twisted his body abnormally, and sang loudly:

"Crazy Lupine, big fool, Lupine, crazy little fool..."

At the same time, he took out several big dung eggs from nowhere and threw them at Professor Luping.

Professor Lupine sighed and waved his wand, causing all the big dung eggs to stop in mid-air:

"Peeves, your behavior is really going to bother a lot of people."

"So what? This is Lord Peeves's job!"

Peeves stopped singing, said with a smile in mid-air, and turned several somersaults in succession.

"And I don't like you, you are not a qualified Gryffindor!"

"If you, a disgusting bastard, hadn't dragged the two of them along, our prank business would have flourished long ago!"

"How can this situation happen now? Hogwarts is so dull and boring!"

Professor Luping sighed and did not answer. Instead, he turned to look at the students behind him who were talking about each other with curious expressions on their faces.

"Before class today, I will teach you a very useful little spell to deal with Peeves." Professor Lupine said calmly,

"This is a spell I invented myself. The effect of the spell is to make the previously lost things fly back to the person who has been cursed."

"Wadi Wasi!"

The chewing gum in the keyhole flew out like a bullet, and the big dung eggs flew back, hitting Peeves' body and bursting open.

Especially that piece of chewing gum, which got directly into Peeves' nostrils.

Peeves turned somersaults in mid-air and flew away with curses in his mouth.

Professor Lupine waved his wand again, and the stench of shit and eggs that filled the air disappeared, and the stains on the walls were cleaned.

"There is no requirement to swing the staff, as long as you recite the right spell, you can use it." Professor Luping added again,

"This spell can also be used to find lost items, but if the item is lost for too long or is too far away from you, it may fail."

"As for the specific effective range of the curse, it depends on the individual's skills."

"Do you remember it? Or do you have any questions?"

The little lions were in awe of Professor Lupin, and their laziness was gone.

It seems that Professor Lupine is much more reliable than his previous two predecessors.

This is a self-made spell!

And according to Peeves, this professor is Gryffindor.

That's enough, long live Gryffindor!