[HP] The Last Demon King

It wasn't until Thursday that Malfoy reappeared in the classroom, his injured arm wrapped in a bandage and suspended from a sling, at least in appearance, giving the impression that "he's badly hurt" a feeling of.

Normally, Malfoy would sit at the long table with Goyle, Crabbe or Eridins, but today, he placed the cauldron next to Weasley.

"Sir, I need someone to help me cut the roots of these daisies, because my arm—"

Without looking up, Snape said, "Weasley, root for Malfoy."

Malfoy smiled brightly, and Weasley's face turned into a red brick.

After Malfoy made a series of childish difficulties, the Potions class ended, and Aridins did not leave with the students, but went to Snape who was packing up the materials on the podium.

Snape lowered his head and said without emotion, "Miss Selwyn, I remember that your next class should be History of Magic."

"Professor, I have a question to ask you." Eridins was always so polite on the surface: "The dementor has no body and no soul. What kind of spell can be used to harm it?"

Snape finally raised his head, and his indifferent scrutiny fell on her: "Why don't you ask your Charms teacher or Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"Unfamiliar."

Snape showed a strange, twisted expression on his face, as if he didn't know what to put on a good expression, and he spoke again after a while: "There are spells that can kill dementors, but they are all black magic. If you are still sane, you should know that learning black magic is not allowed here." He sneered, not sure if he was mocking Eridins or someone else: "But there is an exception for the spell, Summon Guardian Gods can drive away Dementors, and mighty Patronuses can make them disappear if you need it."

"Is there a book in the library that teaches this spell?" Eridins asked.

"I hear dementors don't work on you."

"But I don't want to be helpless."

Snape glanced at her, tore off a piece of paper, and wrote a line.

Eridins took it and found that he had written a note to Pince, allowing her to borrow a book called "Advanced Spells" from the restricted section.

Aridins walked out of the classroom to find Malfoy waiting for her outside the door.

"What did you tell the dean?"

Eridins showed him the approval slip, and he lost interest after just one glance, and turned to talk eagerly about something else: "You know, those things you made are still stuck outside the Forbidden Forest, They're already planning to get Professor Flitwick - you've got a pretty big name now."

Aridins found it nothing to be proud of.

"Can you hold your wand now?" Eridins glanced at his wounded hand.

"Of course." Malfoy said, and deliberately waved his bandaged hand: "It's almost ready, just pretending."

"Do you want to learn how to summon the Patronus?" Eridins waved the approval note in her hand: "It can drive away the dementors."

Malfoy hadn't been interested in the approval before, and when he heard that it was a spell to drive away the dementors, he immediately said, "Of course."

After dinner, Eridins found an empty classroom with Malfoy to practice with the book she had borrowed.

"Concentrate on... thinking about something happy," Malfoy muttered as he flipped through it, and Eridence had already seen it, so she went straight to trying it.

Want to be happy?She tried to focus on Malfoy's pale blond hair.

Call God to protect.

Her wand was quiet and nothing happened.

At this time, Malfoy also finished reading the chapter on the Patronus, and took out his wand: "Call God to protect you!"

Soon, a wisp of silvery gas escaped from the tip of his wand.

"Look!" Malfoy beamed at Eredins.

Eridins was surprised, this was the first time she was surpassed by someone, it seemed that Malfoy was very talented in this spell, or was she too untalented in this spell?

It didn't take long for her to know which one she belonged to, watching Malfoy's wand spew more and more silver gas, and Eridins' wand was still as stable as a mountain.

"What's wrong with you?" Even Malfoy was puzzled.

Eridins looked at him innocently.

"What are you thinking?" Malfoy said.

"Your hair." Eridins glanced at his head, Malfoy blushed, and he said angrily, "What are you doing with my hair! You have to be more specific thing!"

Eridins didn't know anything that had pleased her, and she racked her brains to think, but in the end she couldn't see even a trace of smoke on the wand.

The two stepped into the lounge on the edge of the curfew time. Parkinson, who was sitting in the armchair, snorted coldly, got up and walked away without looking back.

Malfoy frowned, but said nothing.

In Defense Against the Dark Arts class on the second day, Eridins saw Lupine enter the classroom, and the voice inside stopped abruptly. There was no smiling face or expectation, and the most friendly expression was nothing but indifference. After all, Lupine The content of the class has been widely publicized by Gryffindor. Snape, wearing women's clothes, a tall hat, and carrying a red pocket, made them the laughing stock of the other three houses. This is not only attacking Snape alone, but also Attacking the Slytherin House.

Malfoy was particularly angry. After all, he was Snape's favorite student, and he himself admired Snape very much. Since breakfast in the morning, he had been discussing with other students how to get back at Lupine.

Lupine stared blankly at the obvious hostility in the classroom, and Aridins didn't miss the flash of surprise in his eyes.

surprise what?Was it a surprise that Snape also had so many supporters?

Lupine led the silent Slytherins into the staff room, and he tried to say something interesting along the way, but no one responded to him.

Eridins had already been to the staff room once, but Lupine took them further inside, where there was only an old wardrobe, which now banged as someone approached.

Because they knew what was in the closet in advance, most people seemed calm.

"It seems that you already know what's inside," Lupine said with a smile: "So can anyone tell me, specifically, what a Boggart is?"

The only boy who raised his hand was immediately pulled down by his companion. The companion gave him a condemning look, and then motioned him to look in a direction where Selwyn, the point grabber, didn't raise his hand. It's no good It's strange, usually when she doesn't raise her hand, it's because Malfoy is raising his hand, but after seeing Malfoy, he didn't raise his hand either, which is terrible, this boy was scared out of his wits, and hurriedly said to his companion Thanks.

"No one wants to answer this question?" Lupine looked around the classroom with a wry smile, he had to explain the nature of Boggarts himself, and then he asked everyone to practice the spell to repel Boggarts: "Funny funny! "

There are only a few sparse sounds below.

"Now you all line up and think about your worst fears and imagine how to make it ridiculous... Are you ready?" He waited a little longer, then pulled open the old wardrobe.

The closet door opened, and a one-armed zombie came out crookedly.

"Funny funny!" shouted the first student in line, and the one-armed zombie shook, with a swaying yellow flower on its head.

"Next!" Lupine yelled.

Although some people want to know what they are most afraid of, more people don't want to expose this fear in front of everyone. Those students who don't want people to see their inner fear stand at the end and don't participate in the queue.

"Those idiots." Malfoy looked coldly at the students who lined up.

"No one wants to try it?" Lupine looked at the group of students who were not in line, but no one responded to him, his eyes fell on Eridins: "Eridens, why don't you come and try? I believe you can do it."

Aridins stopped Malfoy who was about to go out, and walked out by herself.

"Funny, funny!" The last girl managed to add a big bow to the female ghost's head, and after she got out of the way, Eridins came in front of the Boggart.

Two seconds later, the Boggart was still in the state of a female ghost with a big bow tie on its head, and there seemed to be a trace of doubt on its face. Lupine stood up straight, and the crowd behind whispered inconceivably, as if affected by this. , this Boggart started to deform with a click, one-armed zombies, nine-eyed spiders... everything that everyone feared before, it changed again, until the image it created became chaotic, and no one who saw it could even see it. Know what it's changing.

Lupine took out his wand and locked the schizophrenic Boggart in an old wardrobe.

"There must be something wrong with this Boggart." Lupine explained to the puzzled students. Some believed it, but some did not.

"Thank you for your demonstration, Eridins."

Eridins had turned, and turned back now, to look directly at Lupin, her eyes not warm, looking at Lupin no differently than looking at a quill or a cobblestone on the side of the road: "Serre temperature."

"what?"

"Selwyn." Eridins' words grew larger.

"Well, Selwyn, thank you for your demonstration." Lupine smiled wryly.

The class passed so embarrassingly, when Lupine left after class, Malfoy said loudly on purpose: "Look, he's dressed like my elf."

At the end of October, Malfoy's Patronus had a vague outline, but Aridins still couldn't even emit a silver smoke.

After one practice session, Malfoy suddenly mentioned Hogsmeade in a nonchalant manner.

"You're planning to go shopping with me, aren't you?" Before she could answer, he added, "Have you ever been to Hogsmeade?"

Eridins shook her head honestly, and Malfoy said proudly with a "how could you be so honored" expression, "That's right, I've been there many times, and I can be your guide."

What else could Eridins say?