Chapter 539 Sixth Grade Schedule, She Is Perfect (1/2)

Chapter 539 Sixth Grade Schedule, She is Perfect

Aaron left the food, magic materials, and half of the Black family's wealth that he had purchased during the summer vacation, and returned to the dormitory after explaining the future work to the thought body.

As soon as he came out of the entrance, he heard a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"Claire."

"Wait a moment." Aaron carefully closed the secret room, pressed the suitcase on it, and added another layer of illusion before opening the door.

After Claire came in, she looked carefully at Aaron's dormitory, but her eyes stayed at the entrance of the secret room for a moment longer.

A flash of surprise flashed in her green pupils, and Claire's mouth corners raised a curve, but quickly converged without Aaron noticing.

"The dormitory has been changed into a single apartment. Does the dean know?"

"Professor Snape certainly knows. Jins discussed it with Hogwarts when I was in the first year, otherwise I would be living in a mixed dormitory now." Aaron curled his lips and said, "You came here so early in the morning to disturb my sleep. Have you chosen the schedule for the sixth grade?"

"I will take whatever classes you take, although I don't think I need to take classes." Claire said bluntly. She is the Darwin family's once-in-a-century proud daughter. It is no exaggeration to say that no one in this school can teach her, not even Dumbledore.

"It's up to you!" Aaron said. He had already chosen the courses for this semester. His O.W.L.s were all excellent, so he could choose any course.

He couldn't fall behind in the required courses. He was going to be a professor or even the principal of Hogwarts in the future. It would be easier to find a job with more certificates.

As for electives... Divination and Arithmancy were given up. First, he knew how to use crystal balls to divination, so no matter how many he learned, the effect would be the same. Second, the advanced class of Divination was taught by Trelawney, whose teaching ability was really disappointing.

There was no need to learn Muggle Studies and Care of Magical Creatures, as these two courses were of no help to him. However, ancient runes were still useful, at least for alchemy.

The two walked to the hall together, and after breakfast, they handed their schedules to Professor Snape, who approved them without even glancing at them.

Other students also needed to ensure that their O.W.L.s scores met the requirements before they could attend the advanced class, but these two were geniuses among geniuses. They chose the courses, not the courses that chose them.

"The dean is easier to talk to than I thought." Claire said with a strange look, "From his face, I can tell that he has suffered a very serious emotional injury. I thought he was a little psychologically twisted!"

"You can't say that. Although Professor Snape is a little strict with students from other colleges, especially Harry Potter from Gryffindor, he is really good to Slytherin."

"By the way, Granger..."

"Do you have to talk to me about her on the first day of school?"

"Okay!" Claire shrugged, "Wait a few days, I'll build a good relationship with her first."

Aaron:......

The first class in the morning was Ancient Runes. The two did not waste time and left the hall and went straight to the classroom.

There were not many people who could choose this course, only a dozen, after all, the ancient runes exam was more difficult, but among these dozen people was Hermione Granger.

After seeing her, Claire took the initiative to sit next to her, showing a particularly warm and friendly attitude.

Hermione could easily point out anything she didn't understand, making the top student feel ashamed. The relationship between the two changed from "friends" to "good friends" in a short period of time.

Aaron sat in the front row of the two, listening to the whispers behind him, and always felt that two pairs of eyes were falling on him from time to time.

It felt like a thorn in the back, it would be better to sit in the last row in class in the future.

After class, the professor assigned a lot of homework, including a 15-inch long paper, two translations, and preview textbooks.

"This is too much." Hermione said depressedly, "It's twice as much as the homework for the fifth grade, and it must be completed before Wednesday."

"Do you need my help?"

"Really, I don't need this, I can do it." Hermione said a little angrily. In the past, she asked others to copy homework, but now the situation is reversed and she must maintain the dignity of a top student.

What's more, the person who said this was her competitor. Although she didn't dislike Claire, it was really hard to accept for a while.

"I'm talking about Aaron." Claire stuck out her tongue. "I can help you with the translation and thesis. Don't worry about the font. I'm pretty good at Transfiguration. The teacher won't be able to tell."

Aaron blinked blankly. He didn't expect to have an unexpected gain.

"Thank you very much."

"I, I can do it too." Hermione blushed and stammered. It was her first time to write homework for someone else.

"You? Forget it!"

The professor assigned a lot of homework, but Claire could finish it in no more than 20 minutes.

But Hermione was different. It took her more than twice as long as Claire. The gap between the top student and the god of learning was still quite large.

Hermione suddenly felt that she was looked down upon. She snorted indignantly and took the textbook from Aaron. "You saved my life. Leave this kind of trivial matter to me!"

"Uh... this..."

"Are you not satisfied?" Hermione glared at him.

"Satisfied, very satisfied." Aaron said reluctantly.

Hermione left the classroom with the book in her arms, leaving Claire looking at him with a half-smile. "It can be seen that Granger is very strong and will not give up easily, especially in terms of learning."

"She can't compare with you." Aaron said unhappily, "We can't compare with you."

"Muggle-born wizards can surpass most people. She is an absolute genius." Claire said with emotion, "I have thought of a gift for her. She will definitely like it."

"As long as you are happy."

The second class is Defense Against the Dark Arts. There are quite a few students who choose this course. As long as the grades meet the standards, they will basically not give up Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Professor Snape got the professorship of this course as he wished, but his teaching style did not change at all, and he still liked to teach in a dim classroom.

"So far, you have changed five professors for this course.

These teachers have their own teaching methods and teaching focuses. I am surprised that so many people can pass the exam for this course in such a chaotic situation.

But the course content of the advanced class is much more profound, I hope you can keep up."

"Dark magic is of many types, varied, and endless.

To fight it, your defense must also be flexible and innovative." Snape waved his wand, and several pictures suddenly appeared on the wall.

One was a witch screaming in pain, one was a wizard curled up in the corner with his eyes blank, and another was just a pool of dirty blood mixed with some rags.

"Can anyone tell me what happened to these victims?"

Hermione raised her right hand and said hesitantly: "The witches were hit by the Cruciatus Curse, the wizards had their souls sucked by the Dementors, and..."

"What else?" Snape sneered.

"Inferi." Hermione swallowed her saliva, "I read in a book that Inferi are dead bodies summoned and controlled by black magic. They have no life, no soul, and no thoughts."

"Has anyone really seen Inferi?" Parvati asked nervously.

"The Dark Lord used it in the past, and it is not ruled out that he will continue to use it." Snape said.

"Professor." Aaron raised his hand and asked, "What should we do if we encounter an Inferi?"

"Finally someone asked the key point, five points for Slytherin." Snape smiled, "The Inferi are usually in dark and damp places, and are afraid of fire and light.

But if you are unlucky enough to encounter them, run if you can, and if you can't run, it's best to cast a killing curse on yourself.

Because the number of Inferi is generally not small, with your magic level, only a very small number of people can fight out, and the rest will only end up like this."

Snape pointed to a pool of blood on the picture, and the warning was very obvious.

Rather than being eaten by a group of corpses without leaving any residue, it is better to do it yourself, at least the death will not be so painful.

"Okay, let's get back to the point. This class is mainly about silent spells, that is, silent casting.

This will achieve an unexpected effect, but it requires strong concentration and willpower. Not all wizards can do this." Snape said, scanning the class, "Gaius, you come and demonstrate."

"Me?"

"Nonsense, who else but you?"

"Okay! Then demonstrate the magic to deal with the Inferi."

Aaron shrugged, picked up the wand and turned it around his head.

The flame flew out from the tip of the wand, extending outward layer by layer, forming a fireball with a diameter of one meter hanging in the center of the ceiling, and the temperature in the classroom rose a lot.

"Almost done." Snape's mouth twitched slightly. The demonstration he said was just a levitation spell, not a fire spell. If this is not done well, the classroom will be ruined.

Bang!

A purple rune hit the fireball, and it immediately turned into countless light points and dissipated in the air.

"Not bad." Snape gave Claire an appreciative look, "Slytherin plus ten points."

"Is this rune?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Sometimes writing is easier than chanting spells." Claire said lightly, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."

"Really?" Hermione was a little tempted.

"Of course, you can come to me on Saturday.

But it's not easy to learn, you have to be mentally prepared."

"Enough of the small talk, next you two practice.

Use silent spells to attack and defend, no one is allowed to make a sound, start!"

Claire stood opposite Hermione with a smile, Harry was naturally in a group with Ron, and the others also formed their own teams, leaving Aaron standing alone.

"Professor, can I find a place to rest?"

"What do you think?" Snape said tiredly.

"I think it's OK."

"But I don't think it's OK. You can do anything except rest."

"Stingy." Aaron curled his lips, found a table and took out a notebook and a quill to practice drawing magic circles.

Half of the class time passed quickly, and only a few people could cast spells silently. Most people were watching and chanting spells in a low voice.

Professor Snape was too lazy to say anything about this cheating behavior. He stared at Harry Potter as usual, and wanted to personally let him experience the education of love, but during the demonstration, Harry instinctively chanted the Shield Charm, which bounced back Professor Snape's spell.

Snape staggered, barely stood firm, and stared at Harry Potter angrily, "We are practicing silent spells, right, Potter?"

"Yes, sir."

Harry looked embarrassed, but he was very happy in his heart.

Snape had been trying to make things difficult for him, and he had always felt that Snape was responsible for a considerable part of Sirius' death. Now that he was embarrassed in public, it was a great revenge.

"Don't call me sir."

"Professor?" Harry blurted out.

"Detention." Snape said with a dark face, "Saturday night, in my office.

In addition, Gryffindor will deduct ten points for being rude to the professor."

After class, many people gathered around Harry to praise his "courage" in class.

"You shouldn't have done that?" Hermione frowned.

"Are you going to let me stand there and get beaten? That's what he did to me when he taught me Occlumency." Harry said with a depressed look on his face, "I don't know why Dumbledore asked him to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. I thought I could get rid of him by not taking Potions."

Hermione was speechless for a moment. After all, the feud between Harry and Snape lasted for five years, and the impression of each other was deep-rooted. Even if she wanted to ease their relationship, it wouldn't be done with just a few words.

"What do you think of Claire?" Ron asked.

"Smart, beautiful, kind, confident, cheerful, approachable..." Hermione said seriously, and her face became more bitter with each word she read.

"Wait, wait." Half a minute later, Ron interrupted hurriedly, "You used almost all the compliments I could think of."

"You used some unexpected ones." Harry said unnaturally, "As if she is perfect. You have only known her for a day!"

"She is perfect. Can you pick out any flaws in her?" Hermione said loudly, with a little sob in her voice, and suddenly vented the strong unwillingness in her heart.

Harry and Ron looked at each other. They also wanted to comfort Hermione and make up two flaws for Claire, but they couldn't say anything when the words came to their lips.

"Haha!" Hermione shook her head. She finally understood what Fleur said to her at the station that day. Everyone would be eclipsed in front of her.

She was confident that she would not be worse than Fleur. Although Fleur was slightly better in appearance, she was only sixteen years old after all, and she might not be inferior to her in the future.

But Claire...whether it was her mind, aura, or her most proud knowledge, she was ashamed of herself.

Originally, she still thought she had an advantage. After the incident at the Department of Mysteries, her five-year friendship with Aaron had reached the brink of sublimation, but she didn't dare to show it too obviously. After all, he didn't have the heart to do so for the time being, and there were still two years before graduation, so she could just take it slow.

But at this time, a perfect woman stood up, doing her own thing, simple and direct. She only did her best. In front of such confidence, even she had to admit defeat.