Chapter 993 Snape's New Lesson

The first class of the day was Defense Against the Dark Arts class - Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

To be honest, everyone really loves and hates this class now. Because you will never guess what kind of content Snape will bring out in the next class to toss your ever-strengthening nerves.

In fact, since Snape also experienced a series of events and choices, and had an extra sister, his life seems to have begun to undergo subtle changes.

If it was said that Snape, who taught potions in the past, was more perfunctory, now that he is in charge of defense, he obviously has a lot of interest in it.

Earlier at breakfast time, Professor McGonagall had talked about Maca's influence on Hogwarts. Especially the growth of the little wizards, among which Maca's contribution is not insignificant.

However, when it comes to the various progress of the students in actual combat, Snape's rich content and strict teaching of Defense Against the Dark Arts course is undoubtedly a great help.

At least, the members were able to calmly face the London city where monsters in black robes can be seen everywhere, thanks to Snape's class arrangement.

Because all the little wizards who have taken his courses have basically been frightened by his various and varied methods, and often more than once.

Of course, in the time leading up to today's class, everyone seemed to be a little less interested in what new tricks Snape would bring to them.

If it was in the past, the little wizards would have probably started discussing in the corridor outside the classroom with fear.

"Oh, I think, I'm starting to miss what this hallway looks like at Christmas time..."

Holding a few books in his arms, Ron stared blankly at the paintings on the wall, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

But in fact, there are still many classmates who are looking at that painting right now, and he is definitely not the only one who is thinking this way in his heart.

"Yes!" Simon on the side also sighed.

It can be seen that the painting hanging near the door of the defense class classroom is actually new.

The dark corridor that Maca and Sarah made together during the previous Christmas event has of course been removed now.

But maybe Professor McGonagall felt that something should be left as a commemoration, so here is an extra magical oil painting depicting the corridor scene at that time.

The content of this painting is very simple, it just keeps repeating the various scenes in the horrifying black magic corridor.

If you just look at it, it may actually make the viewer feel quite eerie, especially the appearance of the last dementor, which will always scare people.

But if it is matched with the brass nameplate under the oil painting, the names of all the students who have successfully passed all the levels are engraved there, but this will make people show a nostalgic smile.

This is also the trace Maca left in Hogwarts... No, it might be better to say that Maca seems to be everywhere in Hogwarts.

"Looking at this always makes me think that Maca may not come back."

Ron just thought about this sentence silently in his heart - he didn't say it, because no one would want to hear the news that Maca left Hogwarts forever, including himself.

"Just 'leave'...just 'leave'."

"Click—"

The door of the classroom was suddenly opened, and Snape, who was still dressed in pitch black, stood at the door and cast a cold glance at the sixth graders outside.

"All come in."

Before the words were finished, the school bell rang on time, which showed that Snape was still sticking to the time as always.

After seeing him drop a sentence, he turned around and walked in, and stood silently beside the podium.

Sixth grade students from Slytherin and Gryffindor houses flooded into the classroom afterward, and they all went to their usual seats and sat down without saying a word.

In Snape's class,

Even the students of these two arch-rival colleges will show considerable restraint. Especially in the defense class now, no one has thought of fighting each other for a long time.

"Boom!"

"I don't need textbooks for today's class, so I put the books down."

After Snape closed the teachers' doors with a wave of his wand, he was the first to remind everyone. According to the usual practice, once Snape said that no textbook was needed, it meant that this class would teach some knowledge that was not in the textbook.

And those knowledge will definitely have high use value, but at the same time, it will make people feel psychologically and even physically uncomfortable.

Remember, there will never be any simple content in the improvement class!

"You should all know about the disaster in London some time ago, and... there seem to be a few here who have experienced it personally..."

"Because the disaster is just around the corner, and it is still closely related to black magic, the class specially added a few related courses."

Having said that, Snape suddenly raised his wand and waved his hand at the blackboard.

"And this class is about the dark magic creature that took the lives of many wizards and Muggles in that catastrophe—the Dementor."

Just when Snape said the monster's name, a stick figure of that monster followed on the blackboard.

"This is actually a new kind of dark creature. There has never been any relevant records before, so this name is just a random name I made up." Snape continued, "They have a similar appearance and body shape to dementors. Even smaller, closer to human height."

"According to McLean's teaching—"

Halfway through the conversation, Snape obviously realized something was wrong, and immediately changed his words:

"According to the research materials provided by Mr. Maca McLean when he was treating the wounded in St. Mungo's, there are four pieces of evidence that prove that they are not naturally evolved creatures, but artificially transformed by using black magic."

"And these four pieces of evidence are..."

In the following class time, everyone gradually understood that this was a rare pure theory class of Defense Against the Dark Arts—this can be said in Snape's usual "combination of theory and practice" defense class. It is extremely rare.

But maybe it was because Snape cited a lot of research materials from Maca in this class, and this terrible monster had just caused a huge disaster in London, so no one in the whole class had any knowledge. Thoughts of slack.

It wasn't until two full class hours had passed that everyone closed their notebooks in Snape's voice announcing the end of get out of class, and got up one by one to leave the classroom.

This Snape-style classroom was still so dark, but it was not as heavy as the inner gloom of the big guys.

Because Snape has made it very clear - these materials are all exchanged for lives that were once as fresh as them.

After the students had left in a hurry and rushed to the classroom for the next class, Snape waved his hand and silently erased the illustrations and blackboard writing that crowded the entire blackboard.

"Humph."

For some reason, he suddenly snorted softly, and his originally slightly empty eyes suddenly became extremely deep.

After pausing for a while and thinking for a while with a blank face, he inexplicably said to himself casually:

"Don't die outside."

...

What Snape was talking about was naturally Maca. After all, anyone with a discerning eye could tell Haierbo's strength at a glance... But Maca, will he die?

At least he felt that he couldn't die for the time being.

When the little wizards were attending classes at Hogwarts peacefully, Maca was wandering aimlessly alone in the outskirts of London.

Yes, because he didn't know where the place that Hai Erbo was covering up and didn't want him to find was, so he could only walk and think like this. While trying to take a chance on the principle of not wasting time, deduce some details that may have been missed.

Judging from the current known situation, at least that gray shadow is going to the suburbs, which is probably correct.

Of course, it is the suburbs, but there is no real wilderness around the city of London.

Although the population here is definitely much sparser than that of the urban area, houses and residents can still be seen everywhere, and it even looks more prosperous than some slightly remote towns.

"I always feel a little... Is it a change in mood?"

Walking slowly on this small road, I looked at the houses on the side of the road. Perhaps it is indeed because of the suburbs that there is much more greenery from plants than in the city.

The tall trees by the roadside, the bushes with branches protruding from people's yards, and the buds that gradually began to sprout near the beginning of spring...

The breath of nature often makes people feel comfortable, especially the sudden appearance of spring, which can make people's eyes brighter.

However, at this time, when Maca felt the vitality surrounded by green, there was still a lingering emptiness in his heart.

Raising his head slightly, he looked at the white sky——that was probably his current mood, right? Although it is brightly illuminated by the day, it is actually still covered with a layer of gloom, which is far less refreshing than the clear sky.

And at this moment, a wave of magic power swooped down from the air quickly, and landed steadily not far from Maca.

Immediately afterwards, Sirius, who had lifted the Illusion Curse, revealed his figure.

"Maka, do you have any new discoveries here?"

Seeing Sirius turn over and land on the broomstick, Maca spread his hands and said, "No... I even feel that I am just walking alone."

"Then why don't you pause for a while!" Sirius waved his hand and gestured toward the London city behind him, "St. Mungo's sent a message saying that you may need to go...you know. "

"Well," Maca nodded immediately, as if in a daze, "After the calculation, it is indeed almost the same."

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