Rebirth of HP

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Arctic Circle, Durmstrang

Harry looked at the brief outline of the lecture notes on his desk, and seriously imagined it in his mind, like any novice, he considered all possible things that might happen.In fact, Harry is not a professor for the first time.In the past, he had also guided several trial students for Durmstrang, and even taught Charms for a school year in Bubaston.He also has some experience in how to make students like his class.

Durmstrang, like the other two schools, has some wizards of Muggle blood, but the German wizarding nobles are very familiar with Muggles, because their kings have cooperated with Muggles.Even many families among them have Muggle status.Compared with the closed-off Germany of the British magic world, Germany is relatively more open, and the German nobles all have some Muggle arms and some household items.

After dinner, Harry came to the classroom Martin had arranged for him, and almost arrived by stepping on the bell for the evening class to start.The students of Darkmoon Academy had already arrived. The big classroom was filled with freshmen to sixth graders, and none of them was absent.All the students know that the first class of Special Professor is very important, because it is the most important test to fully understand whether he is a fool or a golden jade.

"Oh, ladies and gentlemen, good evening." Harry said the opening remarks, not loudly, but it made people feel very warm, as if a warm wind was blowing through their hearts.The students' official impression of Harry was frozen at this moment.

"I believe that some of you may already know my identity, but now I am your Professor Evans, and we will get along for a long time, especially you in the sixth grade..." Harry's eyes lightly He glanced at the students in the first three rows.Many students' eyes moved.

"I have experienced many adventures, and I have also experienced war." Harry took out his wand from his cuff as he walked onto the podium, "I don't know how you define real adventure in your eyes, and I don't know how you view war... ...Oh, it may be brave and wise; it may be bloody and savage; it may even be reckless and stupid... I believe everyone here has their own opinions and definitions." Harry smiled and walked out with his wand He took out a strand of memory silver thread from his temple, and put the silver thread into a crystal bottle, "However, in my opinion, both adventure and war require fighting. What is fighting? I have two explanations here." , One is like this, fighting is as long as it can achieve the method of defeating the opponent; the other has only one word - art!" Harry said, pointing his wand at the blackboard behind him, a big cursive word " Art" presented on the blackboard.

The students were fascinated by the words that filled the blackboard and Harry's instructive words.Standing on the platform, Harry quietly glanced at the students, and continued: "Magic is not only used for attack and defense in battle. The application of magic in battle can never be simply defined as black and white... "Harry talked eloquently, "Based on my personal experience, there are only two kinds of magic in battle, one is useful and the other is useless. Even housework magic, as long as it is useful in battle, then Don't be afraid that it's not attack magic..."

Harry talked a lot, briefly pointing out the benefits of magic spells to potions, from potions to magicweave, from magicweave to transformation, from transformation to alchemy items in battle.Harry's erudition and talents, as well as some practical examples he gave, made the eyes of many students brighten. Coupled with Harry's humor and humor, the students fell in love with Professor Evans. Lectures are full of passion, wisdom and practicality.There's even a strategic demonstration of some innocuous yet powerful magic.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet." Harry's voice penetrated the discussion of the students on the topic he raised just now, and the students unexpectedly fell silent as soon as his voice fell, "Class will be over soon Oh, of course, if you are willing to sacrifice a little extra-curricular time, I have a memory about adventures that I can share with you." Harry shook the memory he had retrieved earlier in front of all the students.

For the first time, students find out that a class has passed, and they have nothing to check.For the first time, I sincerely hope that this class can be a little longer.The top 25 students in the sixth grade all feel very lucky, because such a knowledgeable and talented tutor will take them to the trial. Such a good opportunity does not come every year, at least in the previous 6 years. Strong had no better mentor than Professor Evans in front of him.

A mentor who is proficient in Charms, Potions, Mageweaves, Transfiguration, and Alchemy, and a mentor who is not shy about black magic and white magic, what does this represent in the trial? The students of Darkmoon Academy are all People - fine, naturally understand.

Harry was a little surprised that none of the students left early, but he didn't say much, since everyone wanted to see their memories, there was nothing to say, was there?I snapped my fingers, and the loket appeared. It is now disgraced and covered with injuries.Harry didn't know what happened to his exclusive little demon, and tried to communicate with Loket several times, but every time it just made the poor little guy work harder on self-punishment-Harry didn't know which link went wrong , Therefore, he plans to observe Loket's behavior again, if it is because of the house elf's soul problem, then he has to let Loket go back to England, because he really doesn't want people to think that he abused his servant elf.

Loket put a magical device similar to a Muggle projector in front of everyone.

"This is a memory video projector." Harry introduced, "There is only one at the moment, and I made it after I received the invitation letter from your Mr. Schattz. It is all seated." Harry said The memory was put into a container of the projector, and with a snap of the fingers, a white screen appeared around.He himself walked to the student seat and sat next to a student.

Then, the lights in the classroom dimmed, and a three-dimensional memory scene appeared.

"This is a battle with a saber-toothed tiger on one of my Abakatino jungle expeditions in Romania." Harry's voice introduced the location and the object of the battle.

Then everyone saw a three-dimensional image of a strong and majestic saber-toothed tiger. If the whole body of the saber-toothed tiger was not as fluorescent as the jungle around it, no one would say anything about it being real.Many students screamed or sighed at first sight.

Then I saw their Professor Evans dealing with the big guy with all kinds of magic confidently, calmly, and indifferently. The students were deeply attracted by such a dangerous battle scene and were amazed.Students above the third grade even saw a lot of spells that they recognized, and every time they recognized one, they were full of admiration - if they hadn't seen the professor using this magic like this, they really would not have thought that this magic could be used in such a way. occasion, and it can save people from danger.

Harry looked at the scene in his memory, his eyes were slightly startled, and he remembered why he went to fight this saber-toothed tiger at that time - it seemed that he was going to go to a secret realm through its territory, but the big guy refused to let him pass, so Just started fighting.

It seemed to regard itself as food, and ended up being killed by itself.A magical creature like a saber-toothed tiger has a very powerful soul, and the Avada Kedavra is useless at all.Perhaps it would be a good breakthrough to study Avada from this point?

Harry mused on the possibility, gave the rat some soul growth potions, and then tried the Kedavra?

Harry decided to start brewing soul growth potions.

At the end of the memory, when the saber-toothed tiger finally fell to the ground, the whole classroom let out a sigh of relief-this was the most exciting battle they had seen so far, bar none.That's when Harry got up from his seat and the lights came back on.All the students couldn't restrain the excitement and surge in their hearts. They watched the blue-eyed man with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth slowly stepping up to the podium—that was a master-level combat expert, a master who turned combat into art .

"I, come here, just to let you learn this art, to open a brand new door for you. I can't lead you further, and I can't do this, because the scenery behind the door is for you to see You have chosen and explored the path behind the door yourself!" Harry's eyes were filled with strong confidence, "I hope that one day, you will all have a wonderful memory that surpasses mine. Alright, lady Gentlemen, I hope we have a good year together!"

clap clap-

The students in the sixth grade stood up one by one, clapping enthusiastically, and the applause was thunderous.The excitement in their eyes was never seen by other professors.Then came the fifth grade, fourth grade... The entire Darkmoon College students looked at the man on the stage enthusiastically.

Many students seemed to feel that applauding was not enough to express their admiration, and whoever was the first to yell out loudly: "Professor Evans!" The whole big classroom was filled with this yell.Until Harry smiled and packed up the outline and equipment and left.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I didn't finish this chapter after working overtime last night, so I didn't post it until now.

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