This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Emotionally speaking, Dorje prefers Vincent's side.

But he is a professor now and cannot take sides.

"Mr. Malfoy, do you mean to say that Mr. Wayne violated school rules?"

"Yes, he didn't take the school rules seriously at all." Draco looked a little aggrieved.

"He has been like this since the beginning of school last year, when my father was still the school director. I just want to catch him as soon as possible to prevent more students from suffering violence."

Duoji recalled an ancient saying from the Far East:

Flies don't bite seamless eggs.

If you are really innocent, why are you only staring at one person?

"Mr. Malfoy, you think you are right, don't you?"

"Yes."

He probably understood the source of the conflict between the two parties.

The Malfoy family is used to being aloof and enjoying the many conveniences brought by privilege.

Once other children learn about Draco's parentage, most of them will admit defeat, apologize and ask for forgiveness.

Vincent was born in a Muggle family and received Muggle education since childhood.

During the great revolution in neighboring countries, even the king was guillotined, and the powerful people fled.

And the Wayne family owns a gun shop.

When I first came to the magical world and encountered something like this that was full of the atmosphere of the old times, I didn't empty the magazine like America on the other side of the Atlantic, but she was calm and rational enough.

"Mr. Wayne, what about you?" Dorje's eyes were very harmonious, as if he was hinting at something, "Do you think you are at fault?"

"No, I'm right." Vincent met his eyes openly, "He was the school director's son at the time. I don't think it would be a joke to kick me out of the school."

Oops—it turns out there is such a thing!

Draco was a pampered, spoiled brat.

Vincent has been a child that parents say is someone else's child since he was a child, and he has a lot to be proud of.

These two collided, and there would be nothing wrong if they didn't fight.

"Since you all think it's right -" Duoji pondered for a moment, his eyes scanning these two extremes.

A bold idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Maybe it won't improve the relationship, at least it will have to be a show-off.

"How about this. This is my first time as a professor, and I just need two assistants to share the work."

Vincent and Draco both blinked.

"Mr. Wayne, Mr. Malfoy, I believe you."

The corner of Duoji's eye twitched for a moment.

The smell of gunpowder is too strong and it will definitely explode if you get too close.

"Ahem——"

He focused the entire classroom's attention on himself, "I know about Geed-Lockhart, so there are no textbooks in our class today."

Hermione quickly put away the stack of books from the series on the desk.

"I have checked with Professor Dumbledore about the progress of your course." Dorje began to teach as if not giving the two of them a chance:

"To be honest, I'm not very satisfied." He walked off the stage and stopped in front of the center aisle.

Daphne on the left and Hermione on the right.

"Although the Iron Armor Curse and the Disarming Curse are practical, they are still too difficult for you now."

He pulled out his wand, "The evil dark forces will not attack with weak magic. If you want to effectively resist them, you must understand the principles."

Hermione and Daphne who were closest felt that their bodies seemed a little stiff.

"Demonstration of black magic is prohibited in class. I will use slightly more complicated spells to achieve the same effect."

The magic wand in Duoji's hand lit up a beam of light blue light.

"Gloomy black sky——"

The candlelight in the classroom no longer spreads around as if being pulled.

The slender rays of light converge on the tip of the stick, forming a small orange flower.

"Wingardim Leviosa——"

The luminous flowers are tilted toward the ceiling, absorbing more light from the classroom.

"All settled——"

Not only Hermione and Daphne felt their bodies become heavier, but also Theodore, who was sitting in the corner, felt the same.

In the gradually dimming classroom, there are uneasy little faces of the students.

When the last bit of light disappeared, only the little flowers under the ceiling were left shining.

But its light did not spread, as if it was isolated from the outside.

"Although it is just a literal meaning, it is just the basic of basics."

The surrounding environment is completely dark, and the body will slowly become completely frozen.

The Wand Lighting Charm doesn't work, the Disarming Charm has no clear target, and the Iron Armor Charm can only protect in one direction.

If Duoji wants to do something to the students, even Vincent may not be able to effectively resist.

"Vampires, Night Dires, Cat Demons, Zhu Jiuyin and other magical creatures can all turn day into night within a certain range."

The little flower seemed to have withered and dimmed.

When the light reappeared, Dorje had returned to the podium, and the wand in his hand was pointing down at the students.

"But the most terrifying ones are often those wizards with malicious intentions, especially dark wizards who have no moral principles."

Next to Vincent, Neville was terrified.

The tip of the stick was pointed right at him, and he was too frightened to move.

"Next, I plan to demonstrate." Dorje smiled and put away his wand, "I've invited my two little assistants to come up."

Draco had a stinky face and glared at Vincent who had a weird smile.

Under the warm applause of the little lions, the two came to the podium one after another.

"Who is confident that they can restore the light-extinguishing spell I just cast?"

"I do, Professor Dorje."

Dorje nodded towards Vincent, "Mr. Wayne, do you need to prepare anything else?"

"Please give me a moment." Vincent took off his school robe and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

He held his wand, opened his arms, and did a little warm-up exercise.

Draco's eyelids were twitching wildly across from him.

"Don't worry, Mr. Malfoy." Dorje came to him, "In a dark environment, there is a spell that can help you..."

The Eye Spell is a very ancient spell, a spell that can blur the outline in the dark.

It is not difficult to learn, but it has been gradually forgotten by wizards because of the emergence of better wand lighting spells.

"I'm ready." Vincent raised his alder wand to his chest.

"Remember it?" After Draco nodded, Dorje walked off the podium and came to the aisle again.

"You cannot use jinxes, please follow the principles of friendly communication."

Vincent's eyes were extremely kind, at least not as cruel as the opposite.

"Let's get started."

"Gloomy Black Sky——" As soon as the small flower on the tip of the alder stick appeared, it floated to the pointed ceiling.

"A great silent spell!" Dorje waved his wand forward, limiting the range of light it could draw.

Draco smiled ferociously, and before it completely darkened, he recited the incantation: "Om Xi Neng Lu Neng Luna!"

He could clearly see Vincent's immobilizing spell gesture.

That face that made me hate him, he would soon be unable to smile anymore.

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