Chapter 667 Classroom Demonstration

Monday, November 4th.

The first class in the afternoon was Arithmetic Divination. Professor Settima Victor was not affected by the recent turmoil. As usual, she left a huge amount of homework. The questions were obscure, the calculation steps were complicated, and the answer sheet was only three feet long. , expect to consume a whole stack of draft paper.

It's so bald.

Fortunately, Loren and Hermione's hair is thick enough and they are still young. They can grow back if they fall out, unlike a certain Slytherin student named Malfoy who did not want to be named, who had hair loss at a young age. The boundary is worrying, and I will probably go bald in the future.

Saying goodbye to Professor Victor, the two packed up their schoolbags and headed to the classroom for the next class, which was Professor Bagshot's Defense Against the Dark Arts.

As one of the pillar subjects of Hogwarts since the founding of the school, although this course has a high professor turnover rate, unstable teaching quality, and even unexpected dangers may occur in the classroom, taking into account the gradually deteriorating situation in the wizarding world, elective courses There are still many students in the Advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

On the way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, students would pass by the two of them from time to time, and they would smile and say hello to acquaintances they met. Of course, there are exceptions. For example, now, Parvati glanced at the two of them, and Lavender next to her snorted coldly, pulling her away in a hurry.

Loren turned to look at the little witch: "Are we implicated?"

"Yeah." Hermione nodded helplessly.

"Is Lavender okay?"

"I cried a lot when I went back to the dormitory last night. When I got up in the morning, my eyes were so swollen that I couldn't even open them. It was the school doctor's office that Parvati took her to."

"This can be considered a kind of luck."

"Um?"

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

"..."

We were chatting all the way through the corridor, and when we entered the classroom, we saw Professor Bagshot already standing on the podium. His gray hair was neatly combed and shiny, and his cheeks were plump and fleshy. At first glance, he was a very energetic old man.

Loren sometimes recalled the scene when he first met Grindelwald. His clothes were shabby and patched, his beard was growing messily, even his gums were shrinking, and his face looked haggard and about to die of old age.

Now I can probably live for many more years.

It was not yet class time, and he was chatting with the students in the front row, mainly answering their questions.

At the beginning, it was just some homework questions, such as the practice skills of silent spells, how to judge what magic should be used based on the characteristics when facing unknown black magic creatures, what are the key contents of the ultimate wizard level examination... It was a harmonious and lively scene. .

Until Justin of Hufflepuff raised his hand and asked: "Professor, the Christmas holidays are coming, what should we do if we are attacked by Death Eaters at home?"

The lively teacher-student exchange suddenly became quiet.

Loren and Hermione walked quietly past and sat down in the second row on the right.

"Oh, a very classic question. I think many of you here want to know the answer."

The school bell rang at the right time. Grindelwald stood patiently and waited for the bell to end before continuing, "If you were in fifth grade, I would suggest you hide behind your parents or run away immediately, but now you six grade, many people are already or will soon be 17 years old.

"For wizards, 17 years old means that you are an adult. No one will call you a little wizard anymore. You should adapt to the cruel world of adult wizards.

"If your family decides to resist to the end, you will be the backbone of the fight. If your family decides to give up the resistance and flee as soon as possible, you will be the ones who stay behind.

"There is no right choice. All you can do is fight, concentrate on fighting, and fight with all your strength until the crisis is resolved, or...die!"

The last word caused the air in the classroom to suddenly cool down. The students froze in their seats. Many of them thought they were minors under asylum. Suddenly they realized that they were no longer children. There was a huge gap. Put them in a trance.

"After the Halloween attack, everyone was a little scared and at a loss...

"Fear is not a useless emotion. Appropriate fear helps to discover potential, but fear of knowing nothing will only hinder progress.

"I think it is necessary to show you the real battle between adult wizards. It is crueler than you think, but not so difficult."

There was slight discussion from the audience: "Professor, we had dueling lessons before."

"Dueling course?" Grindelwald was noncommittal and chuckled, "Well, I'll invite a classmate to come up and demonstrate. Mr. Morgan, come to the front..."

Facing the gaze of the whole class, Loren tilted his head, picked up the wand, stood up, and came to the front of the podium.

Grindelwald waved his magic wand, and the tables and chairs in the classroom, as well as the students on the seats, were moved to the wall, and a spacious open space was suddenly created in the middle. This was the battlefield for this exercise.

Ignoring the students' surprised approval of this levitation technique, Grindelwald observed the little guy opposite.

The selection of Loren Morgan as the training opponent was both impromptu and planned.

From the first meeting in Nurmengard, Grindelwald had already noticed that this student was unusual. Decades of prison life without a wand had made him particularly sensitive to magic. The magic power in Loren Morgan was extremely active, and even More powerful than many senior Aurors.

Officially joined Hogwarts, he also silently paid attention to Morgan in the usual teaching courses. He performed very well and mastered almost all the spells and casting skills in the course in advance. As for how far Morgan could do, he was not sure.

Morgan's fire magic was very proficient. He completely mastered the Fiendfyre and integrated his own feelings. He even had the upper hand in the skill competition with Albus, although Albus was suspected of letting him win.

Grindelwald's fingers holding the wand turned slightly.

Young people with sufficient potential cannot only stick to one type of magic. A modified Fiendfyre cannot bring out the full potential of the wand.

Loren stood opposite with a calm expression.

Professor Bagshot's resume was very outstanding. He had served as the leader of the Witch Party for decades. He was proficient in the unforgivable curses such as Avada Kedavra. The biggest project he organized and planned was to almost burn down the whole of Paris. He must be very good at Fiendfyre.

But this was just a classroom demonstration, and there should be no danger to his life.

Go all out and try it. It's just right to test how big the gap is between you and the wizards at the top of the pyramid.

"No need to show dueling etiquette, just start." Grindelwald said.

The students watching around were unconsciously excited, suppressing the urge to shout.

Hermione sat in the corner and watched quietly, her eyes sparkling.