Chapter 206: Defense Against the Dark Arts

"What are you doing?" Hermione's voice suddenly came from the front. She was originally standing behind them.

"We are going to be late, Fan Lin... don't be as knowledgeable as Malfoy." After Hermione finished speaking, Fan Lin also realized that he was a little too excited, and he sent Malfoy away.

In the distance, Professor McGonagall's voice came from behind them, and everyone dispersed like birds and beasts. Malfoy just said a harsh word and left. Fan Lin startled him.

"Look at him..." Ron said disdainfully, "He really looks like a monkey."

"Yes, a very annoying kind." Harry nodded in agreement, and he thought of Dali again.

"Let's go quickly..." Hermione said, Malfoy gave Hermione a hard look before leaving.

"Speaking of which..." Ron seemed to suddenly wake up.

"How do you do that?" Ron asked.

"What?" said Hermione, walking with them.

"One minute you're behind us and now you're at the bottom of the stairs."

"What?" Hermione looked a little confused, "Oh... I have to go back to get something. Oh, no..."

Hermione's schoolbag had a crack. Harry wasn't surprised, he could see there were at least a dozen large, heavy books in her bag.

"Why do you carry so many books with you?" Ron asked her.

"You know how many lessons I have to take." Hermione said breathlessly, which was indeed tiring for a thirteen-year-old girl.

"Leave it to me. You can come to me to get it when you need it..." Fan Lin looked at Hermione. He put all of Hermione's textbooks in his pocket.

"Okay... okay..." Hermione said vaguely.

When they arrived at Professor Lupine's first Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Professor Lupine was not there. They all sat down and took out their books, quills, and parchment.

When Lupine finally walked into the classroom, they were chatting. Ron was asking Hermione why she brought so many books. This was very strange. He seemed to have forgotten that he had just gone to school with Hermione yesterday because of Scabbers and Crookshanks. Something about a fight.

This made Hermione a little unclear. The time turner was a secret and she couldn't tell it to a few people. Of course, it didn't matter if she didn't hide it from Fan Lin. It was always good to have one more person to help her. Besides...

Fortunately, Hermione's loss of words did not last long. Professor Lupine arrived to rescue Hermione.

Lupine smiled slightly and placed his tattered suitcase on the lectern. He was as ragged as when he arrived, but looked healthier than on the train, as if he had eaten several solid meals.

"Put the books away. Defense Against the Dark Arts is a practical course. You don't need those books and tables and chairs."

A straight-to-the-point sentence piqued everyone's interest.

The whole class put their books back in their bags, and several students exchanged surprised looks. They had never had a practical Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson, unless you included the memorable lesson last year, in which the old teacher brought in a cage of elves and set them free. come out.

That was Gilderoy's masterpiece. After so many teachers, he was the first to take the students to practical lessons, if that counts.

Fan Lin looked at Lupine with interest. As a member of the Order of the Phoenix, during the most intense period of the battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort, Lupine, a werewolf, and Sirius Black, James Potter and Peter Pettigrew, several people escaped from Voldemort several times, and even more powerfully, the Potters even defeated Voldemort many times.

This experience made Fan Lin very confident in Professor Lupine's actual combat skills, which are much better than those of the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, especially the newly promoted Aurors. In any case, Professor Lupine's level is at least as good as Snape's. On the professor's level.

"Well," Professor Lupine said when he saw that everyone was ready, "will you follow me?"

The whole class was confused, but also interested. They all stood up and followed Professor Lupine out of the classroom. He led them down a deserted corridor and turned a corner. There, the first thing they saw was the prankster Peeves, floating headfirst in the air, stuffing gum into the keyhole nearest to him.

It wasn't until Professor Lupin was two feet away from Peeves that he looked up, then he wiggled his toes curled up and began to sing.

"Stupid, confused Lupin," sang Peeves, "Stupid, confused Lupin, stupid, confused Lupin—"

Peeves was always rude and difficult to manage, but he usually had some respect for teachers. Everyone quickly turned their attention to the professor to see how he was doing it; to their surprise, he was still smiling.

"If I were you, Peeves, I would take the gum out of the keyhole," said Lupin cheerfully. "Mr. Filch can't go in and get the broom."

Filch is the caretaker of Hogwarts, a bad-tempered, uneducated wizard who is always at odds with the students and Peeves. However, Peeves ignored Professor Lupin's words and simply blew out a wet raspberry loudly.

Professor Lupin sighed slightly and took out his wand.

"Here's a useful little spell," he turned to the class and said, "Look at it." He raised his wand to shoulder height and said, "Waddiasi!" Then pointed at Peeves.

"Excellent, Professor Lupin..." Harry praised. Because of the spell, the gum stuck in the keyhole was shot out towards Peeves like a bullet from a Muggle pistol.

This forced Peeves to avoid the gum. Even though it was a ghost, it was not fun to be hit by the attached magic. He would be in pain for two days if he really cared.

Peeves cursed Professor Lupin while circling upstairs. As Peeves left, the world seemed to be quiet.

"Shall we continue walking?" Under the leadership of Professor Lupin, they walked down again. The whole class looked at the professor in tattered clothes with more respect.

No one had ever taught them how to deal with these difficult little ghosts. Their knowledge of Defense Against the Dark Arts was only in the textbooks. Of course, it would be better if someone had extra tutoring like Fanlin, but this was basically impossible.

Therefore, the arrival of Professor Lupin is undoubtedly a blessing for all the young wizards. They can finally practice their spells instead of just casting spells or simply learning theoretical knowledge.

He led them into the second corridor and stopped, just outside the teacher's lounge.

"Please go in." Professor Lupin said, opened the door, and took a step back. (To be continued)