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"Harry, the professors should have told you that the restricted section of the library is for you to study defense against the dark arts. Only by understanding the dark arts can you better resist the dark arts. This is consistent with the original intention of the Ministry of Magic .Only when we have a thorough understanding of what we need to resist, we will know how it occurs and the possible combinations of counter-spells-to fight it from the root.Whether it is to deal with diseases or other problems, black magic Nature is no exception." Remus said, this is basically the same as when professors told them about the use of restricted areas.

Only by understanding can we resist better.This sentence is indeed true.

"But since you can learn Defense Against the Dark Arts well if you understand it, why isn't the restricted/book area open to us?" Harry asked again, although he probably already knew the answer.

"Didn't your previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professors tell you about it?" Remus' eyes widened in surprise.

"Remus, you should know what Defense Against the Dark Arts professors have been every year since I entered Hogwarts, only you are better, even Professor Moody, whom we are most looking forward to, is a fake! Not to mention Umbridge, who only preached about the Ministry of Magic and praised the former Minister in class, fortunately she got herself into St. Mungo's, otherwise we really can only rely on self-study to face OWLs!" Harry sincerely He said, "It would be great if you could keep teaching. I don't think the so-called curse really exists, does it?"

"The words of curses were also deeply rooted in my student days. We also changed Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, but not as frequently as in recent years. When I was in my fourth year, the professor at the time was teaching Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Cursed himself to death while demonstrating how to deal with a curse in class - it left a psychological shadow on many people. And the professor after that he survived our graduation, and James and Sirius are still betting on him Will stay for a few years, and within a few months he's involved in a Death Eater purge of Muggle-born wizards by mistake. So the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was already dangerous 20 years ago , I think that's why Dumbledore was troubled about not being able to find a suitable professor," said Remus, whose words cast a pall over the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching position.

"On the bright side, at least the Defense Against the Dark Arts faculty will not die now, and I think even if there is a curse, its effectiveness is fading. Don't worry, Remus, Sirius and I will watch you, It will never surprise you!" Harry was still full of optimism, and he even comforted Remus, "You were the one who was in this position the year before last, and now—I think your luck is better, think about it Tonks." He winked at Remus, "The new clothes suit you very well."

Remus coughed, but he couldn't stop the smile on the corner of his mouth, "She, she's fine." That's an admission!

"But she deserves better." Remus lowered his eyelids.He didn't look like he wanted to talk about it any more.

Harry pursed his lips, and he turned the topic back to black magic, "So you mean that black magic is dangerous, it's not suitable for everyone, that's why there's a restricted area, you need the professor's permission to go there Read." Harry got a guess from Remus' ill-fated story about his first Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"Yes, the reason why black magic can be classified as black magic is because it requires extraordinary willpower to master them. Of course, strong magic power is also a point, otherwise it is impossible to fully display magic. Naturally, some of them do not need Strong magic power is also magic that does not cause mental depletion, but they are also very offensive, unlike the magic that you have been exposed to in Transfiguration or Charms." Remus briefly described it.

"Like the black magic on the quill that Umbridge used on the locked-up students," said Harry.

"Are you really okay? You can talk to me, and Sirius and I will help you." The worry in Remus' eyes when he heard this again could overwhelm Harry - suffering from mother attachment Symptoms—maybe Sirius caught them.He scratched his hair, "Sirius was going crazy when he heard about it. He wanted to fly over to see you, but I stopped him. And I promised to return to Hogwarts to confirm your safety. Although Dumbledore says you're fine, but we can't help but worry."

"I can't be any healthier. I've been drinking milk for two weeks." Harry grinned and showed two rows of white teeth, "I'm glad you care about me, but I hope I won't disturb your life plan."

Remus looked at Harry, and it seemed that he had already stepped out of the shadow of being suspended. He was completely different from the teenager who had no place to confide his anger during the winter vacation until he almost suffered from depression. There was even something more—— He has grown up.

But even if he drank milk for two weeks, it wasn't much higher than during the winter vacation-he didn't tell Harry that.

"No, you are the most important thing. Sirius can rest assured knowing that you are safe, and he will not rush to St. Mungo's to kill that former Ministry of Magic official who dared to use black magic." Rhyme S laughed and said,

Harry's heart was ironed and warm, maybe he should thank Prince, if it wasn't for him, Remus wouldn't come back here and become their professor again.

Maybe Prince won't even admit to that, maybe he won't see him at all.

Harry's heart sank again.

"Remus, can I ask you a question?" Harry remembered something, "Did any Hogwarts students die 20 years ago?"

"20 years ago? Where did you hear that?" Remus, who was refilling Harry's cup, almost dropped the lid of the teapot in surprise, but fortunately his left hand caught it, "During my entire school days No student has died, and Hogwarts is safe." He bent down and reached out to pat Harry on the shoulder.

"I probably got the news wrong." Harry narrowed his eyes and smiled at Remus.

Then they talked about meeting Sirius, and the DA Society they had come up with.Remus praised the idea that they were able to organize study associations, and it was Harry who came up with it—

"I didn't do anything, I just put forward an idea, and it was Ron and Hermione who pulled people, and Hermione also helped us refine the association rules." Harry shrugged, he didn't want Remus to think that this association was He made it, and he basically didn't do anything! "They said that I am a signboard of the association, and it is very useful for pulling people's heads."

"But it's good that you have this idea. James will be proud of you, you are indeed his child." Remus said happily.

Harry picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea.

After chatting about some things about the DA Association, Harry pointed out that he still had some ignorance about Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Remus, you are right, we can only resist it better if we know the principles of black magic, so I hope you can give me a permission." Harry said at this moment, tinged with embarrassment His cheeks, he had a hesitant look on his face, "I know dark magic isn't good, but I just want to help the DA."

"Of course, Harry, you will not be bewitched by black magic, you are James' child!" Remus laughed, "And we will all help you, so don't worry—I will give you permission." He said Then he turned around and came to the desk, took out a piece of parchment, wrote on it the text that allowed Harry Potter to enter the forbidden/book area to read, and signed it.

Harry left Remus' office with the permission.

His face was a little gloomy, he clenched the parchment in his hand, folded it and put it in his pocket.

It was less than half an hour before the library closed, but Harry still walked towards the library.

Although he had been there during the night tour and brought Prince a book, it is still different to have lighting and to be blinded by black lights, and now that he has permission, he can read it openly!

He wanted to see how that liar was fascinated by black magic! ——It is said that he is 20 years older than him, maybe he is not 40 years old!Liar!Believe him there is a ghost!

A certain ghost boy who was about to open the medicinal material storage cabinet sneezed, and stared suspiciously at the storage cabinet in front of him that was firmly locked by the secret key lock spell and the anti-theft spell.Who is he defending against?

Maybe he should have stolen his wand first - no, it was his wand!Does taking your own wand count as stealing? ——But even if he falls asleep in this era, he can't get it!He must have kept his wand in the sleeve pocket of his pajamas.

Therefore, the production of the love potion can only be put on hold temporarily.

Suddenly Snape walked back through the wall to the study and out the study door.

"I thought you'd be at the dinner party." Snape stared indifferently at the older man as he returned to the cellar.

"You're going to sit with a werewolf?" Snape snorted. "Ah, you didn't know that. Pickled fresh news. Remus Lupine is Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Even accepting the cursed position, he's so destitute!" Snape's face showed malice, he paused, "But this news is still unpleasant."

Snape glanced at the young man with the same dissatisfaction on his face.

It was rare to reach a consensus, but after that, the pearly white boy drifted back to the study to study the magic in the book—according to his understanding of the text in the book, he needed to find a medium.

Maybe he should give it a try.

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Pickled fresh news means it's old news.

The arrival of Remus made professors and professors unhappy