[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Most of the seventh grade students at Hogwarts gave friendly attention to Laurent Philip's teaching.Compared with Professor Housman, who was constantly in trouble in the last school year, this former Auror who retired due to injury seems to be more reliable, and it seems to be useful for them to pass the NEWTs exam. Students with academic prospects have hope.

Some of the students gave an even warmer welcome - James was uncharacteristically motivated to rush into Defense Against the Dark Arts class early, giving himself and all his friends excited front row seats, which made his friends More or less a little uncomfortable.

"Did you take the wrong medicine, James?" Sirius asked jokingly, threw the textbook and schoolbag on the table, sat down next to James, and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "You are more active than Lily, I Thought she was the only nerd among us."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit on the head by Lily with the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook, and he couldn't help hissing.Lily snorted angrily, and moved the book away from his head—after the easing of the relationship with James, and the whole year of getting along with the school newspaper in the sixth grade, she and Sirius are now able to call each other name friends.

"I don't think anyone with brains will speak ill of a future female Auror." Lily warned him with a straight face, raised her neck in a high-spirited manner, and sat down next to Eli, separated from James by Remus. Lupine.James turned his head and gave her a longing look, but he didn't comment on the position she had chosen, only lying on the table in disappointment, turning his head to look at her this way.

What to see.Lily gave him an angry look, pointed at him with her index finger, and then waved her finger to the side, as if chasing an animal approaching her.James struggled for two seconds, then obediently turned his head to the other side silently, his back looked dejected, and the back of his head looked a little sluggish.

Always doing these little tricks.Lily shyly withdrew her gaze, and the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

On the other side, Sirius looked at James lying on the table with great interest, turned his head to face him, touched his chin without thinking about the excitement, and raised an eyebrow at James.

"Which one of us is a dog in Animagus form, buddy?" he whispered teasingly, before getting a kick from James, kicking it back under the table without hesitation. The feet quickly and fiercely fought together.

It's hard to believe that the two of them are 17-year-old adults.Remus shook his head secretly, and turned to look to the other side. Lily had already opened the book, carefully reading the content of the first chapter, and Eli's book had also been spread out, but his eyes didn't Landed on the book, but fixedly looked at the podium, thoughtful.

Podium?Remus turned his head and glanced, of course there was nothing there.He stared suspiciously for a few seconds, then suddenly realized something, and leaned forward in Eli's direction.

"Thinking of the new Professor Philip, Eli?" he asked softly.

Lily looked up from the book with interest, and Eli looked away, looked at him, and nodded after a short thought.

"Out of the thirty wizards and wizards who stand out," he said, without showing any special attitude, and his tone was flat, as if he was just stating the facts. Rumor has it that he will probably enter the Wizengamot after another ten years or so, and his career seems to be smooth sailing. I was thinking that the teaching position at Hogwarts is so big. Attractive enough to make a promising Ministry of Magic official quit his job to teach a class...especially this class, which is notoriously expensive, as the past few years have shown, there is no professor who can teach in this class. Been teaching for over a year."

Remus was startled, thought carefully for a moment, and then spoke again.

"Perhaps it is indeed very attractive." He said, with his usual cautiousness in his words, "may also feel that coming to teach for a year is a novel experience, which will not delay the original work too much, and come Is it a good choice to avoid the limelight? We all know that it is becoming more and more dangerous outside, and Hogwarts is now recognized as the safest place by everyone, after all, there is Headmaster Dumbledore here."

"How could this be the reason!" James interrupted the small battle with Sirius at some point in shock, staring at them in astonishment, as if they were swearing that the new professor was a giant monster .

"That's Laurent Philip!" he cried, shaking his head in disbelief. "One of the most famous Aurors of this era! The messenger of justice, Alastor Moody's good partner, Merlin III The holder of the first-class medal! His whole family was brutally murdered by Death Eaters, including his mother, brother, sister, wife and ten-year-old daughter... It was precisely because of the murder of his family that he was in a trance, so he was in a trance. Came down to fight the Death Eaters and lost his right arm. Although he can't continue to fight on the front line, he is still active in magic and is almost one of the bravest people I have ever heard - he is a hero ! It is impossible to come here to teach in order to avoid danger! I quite admire him!"

"I don't know that, James, sorry," Remus said immediately, feeling very guilty for his wild guessing.James waved his hand and didn't mind, but he still emphasized a few words to them, showing yearning.

"Seriously, I think he'll be a good professor—Lily, Sirius, since we've decided to become Aurors after graduation, Laurent Philippe should be able to help us a lot! He used to be a Such a fine Auror!"

What he said suddenly made these Gryffindors suddenly realize, and then their enthusiasm was quickly mobilized.When Laurent Philip walked into the classroom, many of the eyes staring at him seemed eager - of course, some looked hostile. The Slytherin students were late, and when he entered the classroom Then stepped on the bell to come in.Disapproval and indifference were written on their expressions. Severus Snape walked among them and came to the back row of the classroom without turning their eyes.Except for Eli who nodded slightly at him as a greeting, the other Gryffindors also turned a blind eye to them, treating each other as air.

Laurent Philip didn't care about the turbulence of these children. He stood on the podium, his brown eyes scanned the seventh grade students, and he took a careful look at each of them when he was called. At that time, their eyes briefly met, Eli's face was calm, and the corners of Laurent Philip's lips curved slightly.

"Put the book away." Laurent closed the roster and said calmly, "Defense Against the Dark Arts is not a knowledge that can be mastered just by reading a book. I don't know what you have been learning in the past six years, but since Deng Bullido handed over this teaching position to me, so I think it is my mission to let you know what you will face when you graduate in a year - You-Know-Who, Death Eaters, and their dark magic. If You didn't choose to stand on that side, so you have to prepare yourself and your family to face black magic. Flesh cutting, soul extraction, dark creatures, unforgivable curse... I hope you really have the ability to escape alive ,Wish ya'll good luck."

Before him, no professor had ever told them this clearly and clearly.They are children in the eyes of adults, students who have not yet graduated.But the people sitting here have already passed the 17-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, which is the time when they think that they are qualified and obliged to understand the outside world.Laurent Phillips opened such a door for them. They felt that they were breathless with tension, and at the same time they straightened their backs unconsciously, feeling that they were being treated like an adult wizard, including those Slytherins So do they.

This was an extremely memorable class for them: Laurent Philippe showed them a lot of black magic, some of which were tried on mice, and some were directly applied to the students.

James volunteered to raise his hand to be the tester, and his arm was separated from his body in an instant, bleeding profusely in an instant.Laurent silently pointed his wand at him, connected his arm again, and said calmly: "This is the spell that made me lose my right arm forever. Now you have experienced it too. I hope you are not afraid." You won't be able to use this arm to cast magic anymore."

James' face was still pale, and the cold sweat of pain was still on his face, but he gritted his teeth and stood up straight.

"Absolutely not." He hissed, trying to show a strong expression, "I will... always... be brave."

OK, next.Laurent Philip nodded at him, raised his left arm holding the wand again, and pointed at another person. Eli sat on the seat and watched coldly, and suddenly raised his hand.

"Sorry, professor." He said, "What is the counter-spell of this black magic? Your two spells were cast silently, but if we really encounter this spell, then we can master the counter-spell, after all. The risk can be relatively reduced.”

Laurent Philippe stared at him with brown pupils and smiled politely at him.

"I won't tell you." He said calmly, "Mastering the black arts has the risk of being misused. This is not within the scope of my syllabus. The school will not allow me to teach these. But if you are interested, I can Organize a small gathering in private to teach something that cannot be taught in the classroom, and those who are interested can sign up to participate... If anyone here wants to gain more powerful power."

Greater power.Eli squinted his eyes silently, and looked at Laurent steadily.Laurent was also looking at him calmly, smiling politely and coldly at him.

He was spreading fear and inducing the students to choose a road of chasing power with vague moral boundaries. The end of the road was the Death Eaters. At this moment, Eli completely confirmed the purpose of the mysterious man in arranging him.

The existing Death Eaters were not enough to satisfy his appetite, he needed more new disciples.

Although Eli believes that he has completely seen through the purpose of the mysterious man and Laurent, he certainly cannot stand up and correct him without evidence, especially Dumbledore has checked in advance, and Laurent's left arm There is no Dark Mark on it.

After all, there are not many people who see Laurent's purpose like him, or almost none—after the seventh grade students experienced the initial panic, they all developed the "more powerful force" he described. keen interest.They are eager to learn more, eager to join the war quickly after graduation, and then make a difference in it... Both Gryffindor and Slytherin think so, this has nothing to do with the academy, it is a kind of chaos in the war. Preserve your good wishes.

The same is true for Lily, James, and Sirius. Even though Remus knows that he will never get a formal job like an Auror, he still does not reject making himself stronger.Their first meeting was on the second Hogsmeade weekend of the term, and after a few sessions of publicity, nearly all the seventh-year students who had taken Defense Against the Dark Arts attended.

There was even more, as each participant wore a hood to cover their face, which was a request from Prof Phillips, who he said was for the safety of everyone involved.

They don't know each other's identities, and the Death Eaters are dressed in the same style.Elira lowered her hood, and instead of being with her friends, she quietly blended in alone, standing in a corner of the Hogsmeade assembly room, silently observing her surroundings.

When the rally officially started, Laurent Philippe appeared in the middle of the room. Almost at the same time as he saw him, Eli's heart went blank for a moment, and then his instinct was one step faster than his consciousness, and he propped up his closed brain surgery.

This kind of icy aura that makes people feel like falling into an abyss, he has faced it before, and he is more directly aware of it than anyone here.

The soul standing here is no longer Laurent Philip.

But Voldemort himself.

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Thanks to Jiangcha for the landmines, Autumn is strong. The landmines × 3, and the grenade for Yue Queye~

The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is not the same guy from the original updated version!Some adjustments have been made, and friends will update their brains by themselves.