A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 524: Sirius’ Defense Against the Dark Arts class

When Harry, Ron and Hermione walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom the next afternoon, Sirius had already appeared early, and he was completely different from before—wearing an exquisite and slim suit Dark clothes, matched with a lining of the same dark color, with a baggy neckline, his face has a casual expression, matched with his curly black curly hair, as if he has stepped out of an oil painting.

"Harry?" He came over and asked worriedly, "I heard you deducted a lot of points? Was it Snape?"

Harry suddenly felt a sense of space-time confusion. The image of Sirius seems to overlap with when he was the best man at his parents' wedding more than ten years ago, at most, he is more mature now.

"Nothing really," Harry muttered, he didn't want Sirius and Snape to clash.

"Okay, let's talk about it later." Sirius hesitated, "You guys stay after class, there is something that I think you should know about Hagrid."

"He's back?" Harry asked pleasantly.

"Hush." ​​Sirius stopped the three of them, "He doesn't want other people to pay attention to this, and he can't get away for the time being... Let's go visit him with Felix at night."

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other and stopped asking. They sat on their seats, and Lavender Brown in the back row was whispering to Parvati-"Don't you think the new professor is more handsome than the previous Lockhart..." The two girls chattered.

Harry quickly changed to the seat inside, for fear of being infected by the stupidity emanating from the two of them.

Hermione looked at Sirius, and also asked expectantly, "You said Hai——will he come back to class next week?"

"I don't know either, I hope." Harry said, judging from Sirius' tone, Hagrid should be back, but why didn't he show up?

The class bell rang, and all the students watched Sirius silently, with a deep look in their eyes. This is the treatment every new professor has, but this time it is very different, because the resume of the new professor is too much. He was too scary—of course not because of his status as an aide to the Minister of Magic, but because this person once escaped from Azkaban under the title of 'the number one Death Eater under the Mysterious Man', and his terrifying reputation scared them for half a year.

At that time, everyone was very curious about how he escaped from prison and approached the school. Many students present had rumors about the new professor.

"Okay, students, as a rule, I need to introduce myself first. But I don't think anyone here doesn't know my name. After all, my wanted notice has been hanging in Hogsmeade for more than half a year, and it's on the Honeydukes window The one I have is surprisingly big..." Sirius said cheerfully: "Although my appearance is different from that time, my name has not changed."

"Sirius Black, you can call me Professor, Professor Black, of course, you can just call me by my first name if you are familiar with me."

The students exchanged glances with each other, and the new professor seems to be easy to talk to...

"Have any questions? If not, we'll start the class."

"But—" Hermione held up her hand, "Um, Professor Black?" Sirius smiled at her.

"We don't have the textbook yet," she said.

The students nodded one after another, and Harry's heart ached, for fear that his godfather would say something: I forgot. But on second thought, Harry found it unlikely.

"You mean textbooks, we don't need those things, and what I'm going to teach you can't be memorized with your brain." Sirius said.

"Now take your wands and follow me." Before the others could react, he had disappeared from the classroom.

After a few seconds, he showed half of his head suspiciously, "What are you waiting for? Did I not speak clearly enough?"

Everyone moved and exchanged excited glances with each other.

Hermione was shocked. When the other students stood up from their seats and walked towards the door, she was still in place.

"A good start, isn't it?" said Ron, holding his unicorn wand in his hand, "I have confidence in him all of a sudden."

They walked down the stairs in a sparse procession, then passed through the hall, walked out of the castle, and stopped in a clearing by the Black Lake.

It may be because it rained yesterday, but today's weather is exceptionally sunny, warm and comfortable. The sun is shining brightly, the breeze is gentle, and the golden waves are rippling on the lake. Many people have a thought in their hearts, if only today is the weekend.

"When will there be two more walls here? It's too ugly..." Draco Malfoy asked with a frown. On the grass not far from them, there were two stone walls erected, about twenty feet long , nearly a man's height, and spaced sixty or seventy feet apart.

Sirius pretended he didn't hear it, but he built it in the dark, even if it was crooked, it's understandable, isn't it?

"Quiet, students. Defense Against the Dark Arts class has an eternal theme, that is how to protect yourself when you are in danger. My request to myself is to teach you how to protect yourself in times of war. I... can anyone tell me?"

As expected, Hermione was the first to raise her hand.

"Hermione—" Sirius suddenly coughed again and again, "Well, I mean, Miss Granger, you answer."

"According to the pamphlet issued by the Ministry of Magic, in the event of danger, the only thing for young wizards to do is to protect themselves and stay away from danger—quickly reunite with their families and use apparition to escape. Adapt to follower appearance."

"Very good, very correct, do you remember?" Sirius looked at the students.

Only a few people nodded. Sirius frowned, "I said... there is no difficulty in this, do you need her to repeat it again?"

Basically everyone nodded now.

"Great, that's the end of this part." Sirius said with satisfaction.

Others are a little dazed, what do you mean by 'finish'? Sirius cleared his throat, "It's as simple as that if you want to protect yourself, don't run around, don't cause trouble, and then learn the skills of showing the followers. I won't talk about the showing of followers today, I forgot to apply for permission with the principal..."

Then, his tone became low and solemn, just standing there could attract everyone's attention.

"Of course it is best to be able to escape, there is no need to risk your life... But if you cannot escape, or you have a reason to stay, then you have only one choice - and that is to pick up the wand Fight bravely, no matter who the enemy is." He said in a deep voice.

At this time, we can see the subtle influence of the characteristics promoted by different colleges on students. Although it is not obvious if it is singled out, if you zoom in to a group, you can still see the difference - most of the students, Gryffindor and some Slytherin students were moved by the tenacious fighting spirit in Sirius' words, and began to think about themselves. Under what circumstances must you choose to fight, but some people still shook their heads slightly, expressing their disapproval.

In fact, there is no difference between the two. If you are too calm, you will be indifferent, and if you cross the line bravely, you will become reckless.

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"Okay!" Sirius clapped his hands and said to the students: "Your students, go over there." He opened his hands, as if holding two small flags indicating the direction.

The students followed the instructions and walked to the designated location. Draco Malfoy strode past Harry and turned his head with a provocative look.

"Looks like there will be a duel soon, I learned a lot during the summer vacation." He whispered.

"You can challenge me." Harry has long been used to hearing these words, so he answered very smoothly: "But my opponent is a Death Eater, if you know one, you can introduce it to me, you know?"

Draco's smug expression froze as he thought of Aunt Bella who had lived in his house briefly.

"Hurry up! You two!" Sirius urged from the side. So are people.

Sirius stood among them, and took out a whistle from his pocket: "What you have to do is actual combat, it can be understood as melee, and use the academy as the camp to knock down the other side. I want to see your real level , listen to my instructions - when the whistle sounds, you can start, I will give a reminder in advance, remember: only use the Stunning Spell and the Iron Armor Spell, there should be no one here who can't do it?"

The two groups were stunned for a few seconds, melee? ——"It's not fair." Draco exclaimed, "There are fewer people on our side!"

"Why don't I switch you to another group?" Sirius asked in a threatening tone, showing his white teeth. At least from Draco's point of view.

"I'm not going." Draco shrank his neck and said, let him have a group full of Slytherins or Gryffindors? He'd only experienced this feeling in the Rune Club, but that wasn't fighting either.

"Then be obedient," Sirius said impatiently, and then he said loudly to everyone: "You think the competition will only be held once? Do you think everything on the battlefield will be as you wish? I still have the strength to complain. I have prepared a lot of tricks!"

The wand in Harry's hand was clenched tightly. He hadn't expected that the content of the practical class would be a melee, and the Slytherin students on the opposite side were also at a loss. But gradually, the expressions on the faces of some students became vivid, and the hidden thoughts in their hearts grew rapidly, and they all showed dangerous smiles at their opponents.

Harry's heart tightened, and he approached Ron with small steps, and at the same time whispered to Hermione, "Come closer, let's get together."

"What, oh!" Hermione still hadn't recovered from the shock, she said with obvious confusion: "How could Sirius do that? He's sure to get a lot of complaints! He's doing more than Hagrid did before." , Professor Moody still needs to—"

"Let's talk later," Harry interrupted her.

On the other side, most of the students were still standing there blankly, Sirius had already started counting down, "Three-two-one-drop!" The light criss-crossed, and Hermione and Ron released the Iron Armor Charm at the same time to protect them. Harry's wand poked out from the gap of the spell, and shook quickly, and the two fell down immediately on the opposite side.

After a round of confrontation, Gryffindor and Slytherin each fell by nearly a third, and everyone stopped, not knowing what to do next.

"Continue! Until one side is completely down!" Sirius retreated to the distance and shouted at them.

Draco Malfoy was the first to react. He stood behind the crooked stone wall and shouted to the others, "Come here! We are few in number, use the environment—" A spell struck near him On the wall was Ron, he put away his wand regretfully: "Missed."

The spell was like a whip, and the students ran behind their stone walls. From the perspective of Sirius, students from the two colleges will be found standing behind a stone wall, looking around cautiously.

A dozen students were already lying on the ground.

Behind the stone wall, Harry licked his lips. He didn't feel the pressure. It seemed like an easy task to knock two people down with the Silent Stunning Charm, especially when he was protected by Ron and Hermione's Iron Armor Charm. , he felt that his previous approach was too conservative.

"Don't worry about those people on the ground, they are already 'corpses'." Sirius shouted from a distance.

Under his urging, the two groups of students chanted spells to each other across the stone wall. After the initial fear and discomfort, everyone was immersed in this tense, exciting and alternative duel game, and they gradually gave up their defenses. , just shot each other with a stun spell, and a few minutes later, both sides fell down half of their companions, and there were only single digits left on the Slytherin side, and Sirius shook his head for a while.

The current situation on the field has completely turned into a bad battle.

The huge disadvantage in numbers made the Slytherin students wake up. They finally stopped showing their heads, hiding behind the solid stone wall, and only occasionally glanced quickly from the edge or above the defensive wall. There are students in Fendo's group who stand still and will be hit by messy spells in the next second.

The situation is deadlocked. Sirius raised his magic wand from a distance, and pulled those unlucky ones who had been hit by the stun spell out of the 'battlefield', and awakened them with the resurrection spell. Many people looked shocked when they woke up, and they didn't remember how they were hit.

"Look carefully, I have to write a paper when I go back." Sirius said to them.

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"They're hiding inside and can't come out, what to do, Harry?" Neville called, leaning against the wall. He poked his head out just now, and almost got hit by a spell.

Harry glanced back at the remaining people, "There are still 16 left." Hermione said. Harry gritted his teeth, "Are you willing to act together?"

"Of course."

"We're all at your disposal, Harry."

"The opportunity is so rare, we are about to defeat Slytherin." Seamus said excitedly.

"Okay," Harry said no longer, "Me, Ron, Hermione," he hesitated, "and Neville, let's go ahead and use the Iron Armor Charm to defend, Seamus and Dean are ready to Prepare to go up, the others stand behind us and chant the stun spell!"

It took them half a minute to adjust, barely formed a formation, and walked out from behind the stone wall.

On the other side, Draco frowned, feeling that something was wrong, there was no movement outside for a long time, what was going on? He estimated that there were at least a dozen people on the opposite side, but on their side——he had a gloomy face, there were only six people.

No matter how you think about it, you will lose.

Damn Sirius Black, Dad is right, he is the biggest traitor of the pure-blood family!

He glanced at the servants beside him - Goyle had fallen, only Crabbe was left, "Crabbe, you go outside and have a look." Crabbe was full of reluctance, his muscles could not stop With so many wands, he poked his head out of the wall, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

"You said it!"

The remaining few people asked questions in confusion.

"They—" Crabbe was in the middle of the sentence, and then he was hit by the Stunning Spell and fell to the grass with a "bang", Draco's eyes jumped hard. It wasn't because Crabbe was cursed, but he heard the sound of footsteps—very close.

"Hi, Malfoy."

A teasing voice said, Draco looked up, Harry smiled brightly through an armored spell, and handed out two wands from behind Harry, a red light flashed, the spell and the darkness hit him at the same time .

The remaining dozen or so Gryffindor students cheered deafeningly, "We won!"

Sirius came over and cast a resurrection spell on the six students.

"At the end of the first scene, no one used other spells, which is good. You must know that in other grades, some people used jinxes indiscriminately. I punished them for copying sentences. I learned it from Muggle school... Slater Lin's entire army was wiped out, and Gryffindor won."

The Gryffindor students were still beaming, and kept shouting: "We have won! We have won! We have defeated Slytherin!"

"...One more thing, half of your comrades are 'dead'." Sirius said blankly, and Harry and the others immediately stopped laughing.

"Next, there will be a second competition. This time only the Soft Legs Curse is allowed, not even the Iron Armor Curse, you can't defend... We use it to simulate the Killing Curse. You should know its characteristics...It's hard to resist , the curse is dead."

Many Slytherin students cast hateful glances at him. They thought they were going to suffer another humiliation. Even Harry was terrified by these gazes, but Sirius didn't care at all.

"Stand over here, I want to regroup." Soon, Sirius cut a piece of red and green cloth into two like a pair of sharp scissors, and there is me in the two colleges, and you in me. They stand together, but they are distinct. There was only blankness left on everyone's faces.

Harry saw the face of Malfoy who had just been stunned, but Ron and Hermione were on the opposite side.

"The number of people is almost the same this time, what do you think?" Sirius asked.

Then, he retreated to the distance again, "I'll give you two minutes to think about the tactics. Once the time is up, you will start immediately. You all know the rules. I won't make excuses for which side loses this time. Of course. , you can spend this time in a daze."

Harry looked at the new group, and no one spoke for a while. Half of the Gryffindor students and half of the Slytherin students looked at each other with strange eyes. Not long ago, they waved their sticks and looked at each other coldly. Cheering from the bottom, but now they are forced to stand together. Obviously, everyone was a little caught off guard.

I don't know where Sirius learned this trick. He couldn't help complaining.

"Why is it so like the Rune Club?" Neville murmured.

It suddenly dawned on Harry, he looked at Draco in the same mood as when he first saw him in Madam Malkin's robe shop, how could there be such an annoying person... Harry thought to himself, but he still Enduring the discomfort, he said, "According to the rules of the club?"

Draco looked at Harry with weighing eyes, and they hated each other. Just when Harry felt impatient, Draco said with a sneer on his pale face: "Okay."

"Hey, Potter, you have to be careful about the spell coming next to you." A girl next to him whispered.

"Shut up, Pansy," Draco said coldly.

Two minutes passed quickly, and Sirius blew his whistle again.

"The battle has begun! What are you waiting for!" He growled and shouted, and everyone subconsciously waved their wands and recited the spell of the Soft Legs Curse.

Harry suddenly realized that if it was a chaotic battle just now, the current venue would be a mess, spells were flying around, and many people were chanting spells, but the next second their feet limp and lay on the ground, spells Hit your partner.

If you can't use the Iron Armor Curse and the stone wall, you can only dodge it. Many people jump up and down, and there are very few students who can fly the spell.

"Only use the Soft Legs Curse. Students caught in the curse will automatically leave the battlefield after undoing the curse." Sirius shouted from the edge of the battlefield, picking up a spell casually. The root of the tooth was itchy, it was some idiot who threw the spell on him, it was hard not to suspect that it was intentional.

…

"Spread! Scatter - ouch!" Harry heard Ron yell.

When there were only a dozen people left on the field, someone yelled, "Rush over!" Then the other side rushed over, and Harry took advantage of the chaos to hit three, but then the two groups got mixed together, and everyone Eyes wide open, no one dared to act rashly.

Hermione looked at Harry hesitantly, the two of them were definitely not in the same group, but - wouldn't it be nice for them to attack each other? They didn't bother for long, and Sirius came over with a dark face, "What's your name?" he said to a Slytherin student.

"Brace Zabini," the student whispered.

Sirius looked at him carefully for two seconds, "Effective tactics." Blaise just wanted to laugh, but Sirius added, "But it's also pretty stupid, dying the fastest on the battlefield." Looking at Blaise's face, he announced loudly: "The second game is over. Come here!"

Students sat on the grass in twos and threes. Sirius sat between them, his chin resting on one hand, and squinted at them.

"Tsk tsk, look at your performance just now. If this is on the battlefield, one hand that can survive can be counted."

A Slytherin student muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's not our fault in the first match, the numbers are not equal..." He was still angry about the first match.

Sirius sneered shortly, "Who told you that the war is fair? What do you think the real battle is like, and everyone made an appointment to fight together? Each other abides by the rules of the game, and it is one-on-one~IndoMTL.com ~A fair fight?"

"What you said has nothing to do with war."

He shook his head and propped his knee with the other hand, inadvertently showing a bit of elegance. His face is weather-beaten, and years of imprisonment still left marks on him, but the fusion of this experience and his own temperament makes him even more charming. Even though he is sitting on the ground now, it still makes people suspect that he just came from Escaped from the noble banquet.

Sirius said lazily: "Sometimes you are the one with fewer people, so what should you do? You can't say that if there are many people on the other side, then I will join the other side, right? A black wizard is besieging, and you still have to say to them: This is not fair, so turn around and walk away?"

"The gap in numbers, the gap in strength, the state, the first move, the environment, the weather, the degree of tacit understanding with your companions...every item will affect the two sides that are evenly matched, thereby changing the situation of the battle. What I do is let you experience these things as realistically as possible.”

"Of course, some of the test spells are also within the scope of my teaching."

"Next, analyze the previous two battles by yourself. You can talk about the shortcomings and advantages. Let's chat casually... Has anyone raised their hand? No? Then I'll leave it as a paper, three feet..."

"Don't, Professor!"

"We said it's not okay!"

In a 'friendly and harmonious' atmosphere, the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the fifth grade ended.

Sirius scratched his chin, "Okay, then homework... Uh, no, let me reveal the content of the next class in advance: I will choose two teams to fight, each team has two to five people In the meantime, think about how to deal with five people when you only have one companion, at least you can persist long enough...Okay, see you in the next class."