Harry Potter: Impossibly Cute

Ling Bai met Snape at the intersection on the way back to the dormitory before he returned to the dormitory.

Snape looked like he was just passing by casually.

"professor"

Ling Bai walked over and wanted to talk to Snape, but Snape turned around and was about to leave.

"Professor, are you angry?"

"no"

"Liar, Professor, you love to lie the most."

Snape stopped moving and stood there, but did not turn around to look at Ling Bai.

Ling Bai didn't hesitate and took two steps forward to look him in the eye.

"Why are you angry? Do you think I knew that Tom and Gellert were coming to school to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, but I didn't tell you?"

"It's your freedom to tell me or not"

"Don't be like that, Professor. Believe it or not, I really don't know which of them will be the teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and I don't know that they would come together to do this. I am also a victim."

Ling Bai curled his lips, looking really innocent.

Looking at him like that, Snape's heart gradually softened.

"Forget it, I shouldn't blame you"

Ling Bai smiled.

"As expected, the professor is the best to me. Unlike those two people, they only cause trouble for me."

Snape looked at his hand being held, and the corners of his mouth rose little by little.

The next day, everyone went to class as usual.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class is still taken by students from both grades together.

These are naturally Slytherin and Gryffindor.

Tom was the one who taught the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"I don't think I need to introduce myself. My name is Tom Riddle."

The students present were completely silent, all of them straightened their backs to attend the class. They swore that no other class had ever made them so nervous.

"Don't be nervous. I promised Dumbledore to come here to take classes. I will do it. I promised that I will not eat you."

Everyone was still silent.

Tom's eyebrows drooped slightly, a red light flashed in his eyes, and a depressing atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire classroom.

Students nowadays hardly even dare to breathe.

Tom suddenly chuckled and instantly withdrew his pressure.

It seems that the depressing atmosphere just now was just an illusion.

"I'm just joking with my classmates. To be honest, I don't know how to explain Defense Against the Dark Arts. After all, I only use dark magic, but I don't know how to defend against it.

To me, offense is the best defense, so in this class I will probably only teach you how to use black magic, is there anyone who doesn't want to learn?"

There was a flash of hesitation in everyone's eyes. You looked at me, I looked at you, but no one dared to speak.

Hermione mustered up the courage to raise her hand, but another voice beat her to it.

"Professor, maybe we need to follow the course in the book"

The cool and aloof boy should be the one Tom is most familiar with.

Tom looked at Ling Bai, a pleased smile on his face.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ling Bai gratefully.

"Textbooks are just useless waste paper. When you face the enemy, do you think they will follow what is written in the textbook?

Don't be prejudiced against black magic, no matter what kind of magic you use, if you stand firm, then nothing will be a problem.

For example, didn’t I use dark magic to save everyone who was troubled by Voldemort during this holiday?”

Everyone looked at each other and believed what Tom said.

"Since this is the first class today, I won't put too much pressure on you. Today we will learn how to be shattered into pieces."

Tom waved his wand lightly, and the desks they were sitting on suddenly moved to the sides, leaving a large open space in the center of the classroom.

Tom found some dummies from somewhere.

A group of puppets that can move.

"Each person takes a dummy and casts a spell on it."

Everyone lined up obediently to receive their own dummies. When it was Ling Bai's turn, Tom suddenly moved closer.

His fingers gently rubbed Ling Bai's palm.

“Maybe you can fight me.”

Tom looked at Ling Bai with a smile.

"I suddenly remembered that there seems to be one missing dummy. Will Ling Bai leave it empty?"

Ling Bai resisted the urge to roll his eyes. This person definitely did it on purpose.

"Okay, then I will fight the professor."

What the two said was heard by everyone present, and they looked at them curiously.

Then I thought about the relationship between the two of them and felt that this might be normal.

Although everyone knows that Ling Bai is Harry's younger brother, he was raised by Tom since he was a child.

Everyone received a dummy and practiced in an empty corner.

The C position naturally went to Ling Bai and Tom.

Tom performed the gentlemanly etiquette, and Ling Bai was quick, fierce and accurate.

"Shattered to pieces"

Tom stepped aside, surprise flashing in his eyes.

"So cruel and merciless?"

Ling Bai raised his eyebrows.

"Professor, if you want to fight someone, then of course I have to use my ten times ten power."

Tom smiled helplessly.

“Then I’m going to be serious.”

The two men exchanged a few moves and then withdrew their hands.

After all, if a fight really breaks out, these rooms will be gone.

Tom's eyes fell on the students.

"Stretch out your hand. Was your hand broken by the giant monster?"

"Is your tongue tied? I think it's a bow."

"Your voice is so soft, are you talking to the mosquitoes? No, I will turn you into a mosquito and you can go find your own kind."

Tom's vicious words were heard in the classroom one after another.

Everyone has their own grievances that they cannot express.

Ling Bai raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

I didn't expect that Tom was so serious and had such a sharp tongue.

At the end of the class, there was hardly a student's wrist that had not been hit by Tom's stick.

Except for Ling Bai who had been sitting aside and watching the show leisurely.

Of course, the classroom was also filled with the sound of Gryffindor deducting 5 points from time to time.

The Gryffindor students were angry and terrified.

They were saved until the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

"Okay, get out of class is over. Although the next class is not my class, I will check everyone one by one when it's my class. If you don't meet my task standards, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Tom glanced at the people around him.

Watching him leave, the classroom suddenly exploded.

"Oh my God! Let me die!"

"My wrist hurts so much. I got spanked five times today."

"Who said it wasn't? Gryffindor should be deducted 50 points today."

"This is really a personal vendetta. What on earth was Dumbledore thinking? Why did he invite him to be our professor?"

Unlike the wailing Gryffindor students, the Slytherin students were all happy.

Although they did not escape the fate of being beaten, there is a saying that goes, there is no harm without comparison.

After comparing the misery of Gryffindor, the Slytherin students felt that the pain they suffered was nothing.