A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 376: Admission


Latest URL: When Professor McGonagall stopped talking, Felix noticed that Snape's expression suddenly became very weird. He tried his best to show a casual expression, and said lightly: "We must take it seriously. They, those black magic..."

He let go, letting the parchment slip from his fingertips.

"Those things hidden under dangerous emotions are unpredictable, unpredictable, and always beyond everyone's expectations... If Hogwarts students are unprepared for this, when they need it, they will You will find that you are just a bunch of headless chickens."

"When you need it!" Moody repeated loudly. "Do you need to face it or use it? What do you think I have been doing for the past two months?"

Snape and Moody stared at each other.

After a moment of silence, Flitwick interjected uneasily: "I think we can all agree on one thing, that is, students will never be taught the Dark Arts—"

Snape glanced at him.

"You are right."

"That's right," Flitwick said with some encouragement, "but we can't let the students pretend that they don't see that black magic is a huge category of magic. At some point, In some scenarios, they are more advantageous."

Professor McGonagall said impatiently: "You confused me, Felius, do you agree with Ilvermorny's suggestion?"

Felix suddenly said: "Professor Flitwick should be the same as I thought—accept Ilvermorny's proposal. They have two plans. One is to try it out before the other three schools arrive. Hogwarts' ability to prepare warriors."

"It's not just them, the five schools will do the same thing. Referring to the information of previous competitions, you will find that there is an option to unite the weak side and fight against the strong side. What's more, there are five schools now, and the Warriors have also increased to three. The situation is more complicated and changeable. Therefore, every school wants to know its own position, so that it is easier to formulate strategies.”

Several professors nodded, agreeing with his words.

"What about Ilvermorny's second plan?"

"Of course it's a surprise practice of black arts." Felix said: "Ilvermorny is not as exclusive of black arts as we are, but I want to remind everyone that the name of the course they teach is Defense Against the Dark Arts, not Defense Against the Dark Arts. Black magic!"

"This means that most of the black arts on this list, their students do not know."

"You mean, Felix, we can learn which black arts Ilvermorny chose through discussions among students?" Professor McGonagall asked. Moody's prosthetic eyes are constantly turning, and it seems that he is thinking fast.

"That's right," Felix glanced at the parchment in his hand, "There are about fifty black arts in it, with various types and each with its own emphasis. Except for Durmstrang, students from other schools are not It may be mastered, the best strategy is to pick out the useful parts, and traditional schools like Beauxbatons may even refuse to use black magic like Hogwarts.”

McGonagall frowned, thinking: "Among the five schools, Beauxbatons' attitude towards black magic is indeed similar to that of Hogwarts, and there is a possibility as you mentioned. As for the remaining three schools... Needless to say, Durmstrang, their students have at least mastered most of the black arts on the list, and Ilvermorny will choose them selectively, and the only thing that is not sure is Vagardu..."

"What do you think about Waggadu?"

Felix shook his head lightly, "I don't know about it, some information is just hearsay and cannot be used as a basis."

McGall looked up at the other professors and made a decision. "Then, I will agree to Ilvermorny's request, Felius, Felix, Professor Moody," she looked at the crowd: "Can we find replacement spells to replace some of the remote magics here? effect."

"Of course." Flitwick said sharply, "For example, the corrosion-like black magic here can be replaced by a softening spell, which can soften the scales of magical animals or hard stones."

"Okay," Moody said gruffly.

"I'm fine," Felix said, "Also, we can change our thinking—it doesn't have to be imitation, but we can also find ways to prevent it, such as 'blood tracing', if students have the ability to prevent tracing Consciousness, you can completely avoid this layer of danger in advance."

After the meeting, the professors dispersed.

Felix took Snape to visit Flitwick's office. Flitwick brought some biscuits and tea, and while eating and drinking, several professors analyzed more than half of the black magic on the list.

Among the three, Flitwick is a master of spells with profound knowledge. The spells he masters are not limited to black magic and other categories, but Snape simply loves them. Speaking, this tendency was faintly shown.

As for Felix, he also spent time on the study of black magic, but the amount of discussion was not as good as the other two.

In fact, his strategy is very similar to Ilvermorny's - only pick the right ones.

The Fiercefire Curse is standard powerful black magic, but it is one of his best spells. Its power has reached a certain limit, except for the Iron Armor Curse, which is expected to exceed this level, at most it is similar to the Fierce Fire Curse.

The next weekend, Hogwarts' reserve warriors gathered in an open space between the Quidditch pitch and the Forbidden Forest, which was a temporary practice field. Students from the two schools will discuss and practice magic here.

But this has little to do with Harry and the others.

Professor McGonagall forbade them to participate. She just gathered a dozen candidates from the sixth and seventh grades and ignored them.

"Why didn't you call us!" Ron complained.

"Because we are not preparatory warriors at all, and apart from the little knowledge taught by Professor Moody, we have no experience in dealing with black magic." Hermione said loudly, also reminding a group of students who were about to move around.

"Who said," Ron muttered, "just find Professor Haipu's memory in classroom 7 and choose the black market, and you'll see a room full of dark wizards—and every time they end up with chaos. The war is over."

Harry and Ron were not the only ones who were unwilling.

Neville, the Weasley twins, Susan Burns, and Eddie Emilche all came. They hid in the shade of the trees, and because they were not old enough, they could only look at the senior students and Ilvermorny's reserve warriors sparred with the professor as a guide.

"You look like abandoned little swallowtail dogs." A drawn-out voice appeared from behind them.

Harry felt tired, turned his head and glared at Draco Malfoy, not surprised to see that he was accompanied by two followers, Crabbe and Goyle. But there were two other people with Malfoy, and they were the Greengrass sisters.

To a certain extent, Astoria is more famous as her younger sister, especially when her hobby is walking around the Black Lake on a big snake mount.

Harry hadn't spoken to her, but Hermione had. Amazingly, she barely counts as Daphne Greengrass's friend, or rather, rival? Anyway, Harry couldn't figure it out, and the two started arguing when they met, but they didn't really fight.

And Hermione's view of Astoria is that a little girl spoiled by her family is very childish in her heart. The only thing that can be called an advantage is that she has no prejudice against Muggle-born wizards.

"Granger, I want to fight you on behalf of my sister!" Astoria pointed at Hermione and shouted.

But her arrogance was immediately suppressed by Daphne patting her head.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry said sternly.

"Don't call me the same as you guys," Draco sneered, "If I want to see it, I'll look at it openly, instead of hiding here like a group of wronged babies..."

He stopped talking, for all eyes were blazing, and a few had drawn their wands and looked at him maliciously.

"Let's go ~IndoMTL.com~" said Draco Malfoy, "Go say hello to my Ilvermorny friend!" "He proudly led the Slytherin students towards the open space.

"Victor and I have a good relationship, and the Graves family has a great status in the American magic circle..." His triumphant voice drifted over from afar and entered their ears, making people itch.

The rest of the people looked at each other, and Fred suddenly said: "We also know people from Ilvermorny."

"That's right." Harry immediately agreed.

"So..." Ron looked at everyone eagerly.

"Go and see?" Fred said tentatively.

"Good idea," George replied without thinking.

After a moment of silence, the group of them walked towards the practice field with neat steps.

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