Chapter 104 New Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts

Sean and Hagrid happily finished a pot of beef stew. Because they ate so seriously, Hagrid didn't realize that he said something he shouldn't have said to Sean.

On the way back, Sean thought that the bloody Barrow and Helena died in Albania, but they also remained in Hogwarts in the form of ghosts for hundreds of years.

In the original plot, Sir Nicholas told Harry that he chose to stay in this world because he was afraid of the unknown, even though he could never leave Hogwarts.

But James, Lily and Sirius chose to go on and explore another world after death.

"They should be able to stay, but they rejected Dumbledore." Sean speculated.

But Sean didn't understand why Dumbledore suddenly had more black energy. Could it be related to the evocation of spirits? Since Dumbledore took office, no new ghosts have been added to the school until today.

In other words, Dumbledore used the Pensieve's soul-evoking ability for the first time.

The black air that Sean has seen so far includes Harry, Ron, several Horcruxes, Haierbo, and the golden scepter, in addition to Dumbledore's confinement spell itself, there is also a very powerful seal, Sean can't see inside .

But he can conclude that since it is Haierbo's Horcrux, it must also be black.

Tracing back to the source, the black air comes from Voldemort and Haierbo, to be precise, from their souls.

Thinking about the connection between them, they are all heinous demons, and more importantly, Voldemort learned the "Soul Dividing Curse" invented by Haierbo to make Horcruxes.

"Both of them have made Horcruxes, and they both know soul magic, and the Pensieve can summon souls, which can be regarded as soul magic." Sean connected the known clues bit by bit.

After that, Sean couldn't think of anything, after all, he had never been in contact with soul magic, and Voldemort tore out the most important two pages of "Advanced Dark Arts", and Dumbledore also took away the restricted area All the books about soul magic here.

When we returned to the common room, the wall clock had just passed half past seven, and many Slytherin students were chatting in the common room, most of the topics were about Lockhart.

"I've already seen that Lockhart is a liar, but I didn't expect him to be not only a liar, but also a murderer." Cassius said to other students.

"We have Defense Against the Dark Arts class tomorrow,

Who will serve us then? "Graham said on the sidelines.

Chris glanced at it, waved her hand and said, "Sean, where have you been?"

Sean went to the rest table and sat down. He rubbed his belly and said with a stuffed expression, "I just went to deliver some of the Leaky Cauldron's signature pickled cucumbers and fried pork skin to Hagrid, and I ate them by the way. cooked beef."

"When did my appetite get so good?" Chris said.

Cassius pushed Sean with his arm, "Why don't you give me something to eat."

"Next time." Sean smiled.

"By the way, we are explaining who will be presenting tomorrow's Defense Against the Dark Arts. You are getting close to the professors. Any news?" Chrissy asked.

Sean shook his head. He was also curious about this matter. How would Dumbledore deal with it? Could it be the same as last year, inviting Morisser back from the United States to substitute for half a semester.

"I don't know, but no one dares to teach this class." Sean said.

Sean didn't know if Voldemort really cursed the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts after failing to apply for a job.

If it is true, this curse is really powerful. If not, then it is a coincidence that no one can be re-elected for two years.

At this time, Dumbledore was talking with a young man in his twenties in the principal's office. The deans of the other four colleges were also in the principal's office. They greeted the young man one by one. The atmosphere in the principal's office was harmonious. .

The first class the next morning was Defense Against the Dark Arts class from Sean's class and the Weasley brothers' class.

Everyone sat in the classroom and guessed who would come to class, and the Weasley brothers said one by one.

"Better no one comes."

"That's great, come play with us."

Cassius rarely agreed with Gryffindor's speech, and Sean poured cold water on him from the sidelines.

"What do you nod, you look at other people's grades, others play, you also play, other people's exams are excellent, you fail."

"Why do you say this, wow, it's so sad, I can't even play with peace of mind." Cassius had a tearless expression.

Two minutes had passed since the class time, and still no one stepped into the professor. Sean thought that Dumbledore would not really give up this class.

"Someone is coming." The classmate sitting in the front row tilted his head and listened to the footsteps coming from outside.

Everyone quickly sat back to their seats, and all eyes were fixed on the door, wanting to see who is so brave to teach this class.

A young man with blond hair about 1.78 meters walked in. The new professor was young and handsome, and the female students immediately started whispering.

Sean recognized the young man at a glance. This was the Greek guy who lived in Hagana in the second grade, Mick Jarger.

After Sean, the Weasley brothers and several other students who had seen Mick also recognized him, but they couldn't pronounce his name.

Mick was 18 years old when he came to Hogwarts, and he is more mature now at 20 years old than he was then.

Mick also saw Sean sitting in the back row, and he cast a look at Sean as a greeting.

Cassius said from the side, "This professor is so young, and he seems familiar. Is he a senior who graduated from the previous classes?"

"He was Hagrid's assistant in our second year," Sean reminded.

"Oh oh oh, it turned out to be him."

Sean also didn't expect Mick to come to substitute for the class. He heard that he took his Muggle parents to the United States and lived well in Free America, so why did he come to this troubled water.

"This professor is quite handsome, he won't be the same as the previous Lockhart, he's a smudge." Sean Cassius murmured.

Sean remembered that Mick was Quintus' proud disciple, so he was also an excellent graduate of the Holy Order Academy, and he was entrusted with the important task of escorting the golden scepter, so his magic level would definitely not be bad.

Sean fought against him once, and at that time he even secretly learned the magic "Flowing Fire Like Stars", so there is no doubt that he is stronger than Lockhart.

"No, his level is not enough for a contemporary professor," Sean said.

After class, the students all left the classroom, and Sean walked up to the podium, wanting to talk to Mick about how he returned to England.

"Long time no see." Sean said.

"Long time no see, Sean, you've grown a lot taller." Mick gestured.

Sean was half a head shorter than Mick at the time, but now they are the same height.

"I heard that you are in the United States, why did you come to Hogwarts as a professor." Sean asked.

Mick arrived at Hogwarts last night. Dumbledore called the four deans to get to know Mick formally. Mick didn't go to the auditorium for dinner in the morning, otherwise Sean would have discovered him earlier.