A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 120: Defense Against the Dark Arts

On a new day, Damocles Belby had breakfast and went to his first class in a good mood.

According to Felix's suggestion, after negotiating with Dumbledore, he successively visited twelve wizards who had taught Defense Against the Dark Arts, which gave him first-hand information about the rumored curse.

According to these seniors, the influence of the curse is so subtle that they can't even be felt, but after half a year, some hidden things begin to exert their influence, and they often encounter some accidents that seem to be coincidental.

As time goes on, this kind of accident will become more and more.

Their advice to Belby is, "When you encounter a failure that you shouldn't fail when brewing the potion one day, you should prepare to leave."

Belby took these words to heart.

In the remaining few days, he began to prepare lessons seriously.

……

'Today is the second grade class, they should already have the level to deal with the red hat, but I'd better play it safe. ’ It was his first lesson, and Belby was alternately excited and apprehensive.

When he appeared at the door of the classroom, the little wizards who were chatting originally focused their eyes on him.

The professor looked ordinary, tall and thin, and looked a little fragile, but he used magic to drag two large cages covered with cloth, which gave them a glimmer of expectation.

No way, their requirements are already very low.

The professor stood at the door and greeted them, "Come with me, little wizards, today is a practical class, I need to know your actual combat level." He directed the cage floating in mid-air to disappear at the door, "By the way , don’t forget your wands.”

The little wizards packed their things in a hurry, but they exchanged surprised looks with each other.

It's been a long time since they've had a practical Defense Against the Dark Arts class, unless you count this year's memorable one, in which Gilderoy Lockhart brought a cage of Kang Leprechaun of Wallshire, messing up the order of the classroom.

"Know what I remembered?" Ron said pointedly.

"Those blue-faced little guys can't be so quiet." Harry replied with experience.

In that practical lesson, it was the three of them who cleared up the mess and brought the Cornish elf back into the cage. Hermione's Freezing Charm helped a lot.

They walked down the corridor to a quiet, empty classroom.

Belby put the metal cage in the corner, and a low "chirp" sound came from inside. Neville, who was walking in front, shrank back, fearing that the things inside would grab his ears and fly to the ceiling. .

"What do you think it will be?" Harry asked.

"It sounds a bit like a kitten." Ron guessed.

"But raccoons should show up in Care of Magical Creatures, they're not dangerous," said Hermione.

"I just hope it's not acromanders." Ron said hopefully, thinking that Hagrid had a group of acromanders in the Forbidden Forest, he couldn't help but want to crack open his thick skull , to see what he thinks.

This news was the secret revealed by Hagrid when they were hunting down the monster in the chamber of secrets. When he saw the photo information about the acromantula found by Hermione later, he kept thinking about it.

"He even named it Aragog!"

Belby looked at the classroom with emotion, and he recalled the scene when he was in school—although it was not too beautiful, because he was not very social at that time.

He re-introduced himself: "Many people may not know me well, my name is Damocles Belby, and I have some research on potions, but I am fully qualified to teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts. "

"To a certain extent, I still have a certain advantage. I read the second grade textbook, you need to learn some anti-jinxes, and learn how to correctly deal with some low-dangerous magic creatures, and I happen to be cooking When using potions, I know them very well..."

He told a cold joke. Judging from the effect, the little wizards were indeed frozen.

Ron whispered to Harry, "Hagrid won't like him, I guess." But he suddenly had the idea of ​​introducing Aragog to the new professor.

Harry agreed, and would go mad if anyone dared to use his "cutie" as a potion ingredient.

After introducing himself, Belby checked the list and made a roll call, remembering the names of the little wizards one by one.

"Millisson Burst."

"Neville Longbottom."

……

"Ronald Weasley."

After the roll call, the little wizards curiously raised their hands to ask questions. They had obtained all kinds of true and false news in advance——

"Professor, have you received the Medal of Merlin?"

"Yeah, just this month."

"Are you a master of potions?"

"This is what others say about me."

"What is Wolfsbane Potion?"

"A potion that relieves the symptoms of a werewolf full moon."

"Who is stronger, you or Professor Snape?" This was a Gryffindor question, and the other half of the Slytherins glared at him.

"Well... the research directions are different, so there is no comparison."

After a few minutes, Belby realized that he couldn't let this group of young wizards with divergent thinking ask around. They seemed to want to go to Snape to fight for the first potion in Hogwarts. Master's name.

Belby cleared his throat and said: "Today, let's review what we have learned, Red Hat, I will ask a few questions, and if you answer correctly, you will get extra points—"

"Professor!"

A little wizard interrupted him, "What is a red hat?"

Belby was a little dazed, "Uh...the red hat is a kind of magical animal similar to dwarves, they are distributed in the Nordic region, etc!" He looked at the confused expression below, "Haven't you learned about the red hat?"

He responded with uniform shaking of the head and sighs.

Belby stopped, he felt something was wrong, he called a student, "What have you learned?"

Seamus Finnigan stood up and said something incomprehensible: "Professor, we learned to play vampires." He unbuttoned the outer wizard robe as a cloak, bared his teeth, and made a pair of A lofty aristocratic expression.

Many young wizards laughed.

"This is interesting, but not the answer I was looking for."

Finally ~IndoMTL.com~ Hermione raised her hand and introduced their studies this year to the overwhelmed new professor.

"So, apart from the elf in the first class, you don't have any practical classes?" Belby was completely dumbfounded.

I had indeed inquired about this class, and I was mentally prepared, but no one told him that there is no practical part in the defense against the dark arts class?

After about half a minute, he came back to his senses, "Okay, let's, uh...then let's learn about red hats today."

With a flick of his wand, he lifted the curtain over the cage.

They were taken aback by the creature in the cage. It was a small, scrawny creature with a dirty black color to its exposed skin except for a layer of red down on the top of its head. brown.

"You can take a closer look," said Belby.

The little wizards bravely approached and looked at this fierce-looking creature——

They curled up in the cage, grinning at the little wizards, and one of the red hats suddenly slammed its claws on the enchanted metal cage.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang from the cage's bars, but they were intact.

The little wizards were still taken aback.

Harry could clearly see that its claws were exaggerated and completely out of proportion to its body, with nails measuring at least an inch and a half.

Came the voice of Belby explaining: "Notice their claws? I think someone noticed that their forelimbs are very flexible and can use simple tools, such as sticks, sticks and stones."

"Red hats will be attracted by blood. In addition to normal hunting, if they encounter lone Muggles or little wizards in the wild, they will also sneak behind them. Today we learn how to deal with them—"