Chapter 1819 Magic Demonstration

Text Chapter 1819: Magic Demonstration

Driven by this idea, Hermione came to the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the third floor of the castle, and heard Professor Quirrell's stuttering voice coming from the classroom from a distance.

She opened the back door of the classroom a crack, and saw Quirrell's signature purple scarf.

In the real world, Voldemort was lurking in that scarf, but they didn't know about it at this time, and they didn't know about Quirrell in the dream, was it the same?

Hermione was not interested in finding out, even seeing Voldemort in a dream would not be a happy thing, and it had nothing to do with her purpose of coming here.

Thinking of this, she sneaked in through the back door, putting her finger to her lips, and made a silent gesture to Hannah Abbott, who was looking at her in surprise.

"Hermione, why are you here?" Hannah asked softly.

"Come and listen, where did Professor Quirrell talk?" Hermione said casually, sitting next to Hannah Abbott and Susan Burns, looking around for Ivan.

"The ones that, you know, tell the story of how he helped an African prince get rid of a reanimated zombie... Slytherin students were heckling him to demonstrate magic."

Not surprisingly, playing tricks on poor Professor Quirrell is something that many students love to do.

The Gryffindor students have done it too, usually they are senior students, and the first grade is generally more restrained, and at most they just ask Quirrell about those stories full of loopholes, but this is just the beginning of school, after a few months, everyone More about sleeping in Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Hermione's gaze passed over familiar and unfamiliar faces, and her heart beat suddenly. She saw Aiwen, right next to Malfoy, just as she had seen him back then.

The only difference is that the logo on the robes of Alvin's school uniform is Slytherin's.

Although I have said it many times, Hermione has to say it again. Such absurd things happen in dreams!

Ridiculous, yet feels fresh, with a touch of surprise and nostalgia.

I don't know if everyone will feel this way? Years of work and life pressure make people physically and mentally exhausted, and life seems to be meaningless. After a tiring day, I lie on the bed, open my eyes again, and find that I have returned to my student days, back to the place I was very familiar with, but I knew I would never return. time not to go.

I became a student again, sitting in the long-lost classroom, surrounded by classmates I haven’t seen for many years, they are bustling and noisy, just like before, even though the next plot development may be ridiculous, but still full of nostalgia, Hope this dream can last longer.

If everything can start again, there won't be so many regrets left.

Hermione had the feeling right now that it wouldn't be a bad thing to relive the next year.

She looked at Ivan with great interest, thinking about how to go to say hello for a while, and her emotions poured out uncontrollably. Everything here is exactly the same as Hogwarts, with a strong sense of reality.

Soon, other students in the classroom also noticed Hermione. They were discussing in low voices, many of them turned their heads to look at her, and everyone speculated why she appeared here.

The discussion became louder and louder, and even Quirrell on the podium noticed it.

"G-Miss Granger!" Startled Quirrell, he stammered, "You-why are you-here? This-this isn't-not G-Gryffindor's class. "

"I'm here to listen, Professor."

Hermione repeated the explanation just now, but Quirrell didn't go into it.

His expression was very tense, and one eye was twitching uncontrollably, as if a Gryffindor student suddenly came to listen to the incident itself, which frightened him enough.

After knowing everything and watching it again, Hermione admired Quirrell's superb acting skills very much.

She didn't feel this way back then, thinking that Quirrell was really like this.

Even if I think about it several times later, it is not as clear as it is now. I have to admit that Quirrell's acting ability is really strong.

At this moment, Quirrell continued, "Miss Granger, can, can you please come up and help me complete this, this magic?"

At this moment, everyone in the classroom turned their heads to look at Hermione, staring at her silently.

"No problem," said Hermione, standing up.

Although this unfolding was very strange, and she stepped forward to help demonstrate the magic, but it was a dream, no matter how absurd it was, Hermione would not think there was any problem.

In fact, she doesn't remember what magic Quirrell demonstrated in class. In order to hide his identity as a dark wizard, Quirrell's classes have always been very bad. The main thing is to follow the script and stutter to repeat the contents of the textbook for everyone, such as magic demonstrations. , It never appeared at all! So, what does this Quirrell want her to do?

Hermione came to the podium and asked, "Professor, what magic are we going to demonstrate?"

"The Imperius Curse, Miss Granger."

"The Imperius Curse?!" Hermione was taken aback, her body tensed, and she quickly took a step back, "But that's illegal. The Ministry of Magic forbids the use of the Unforgivable Curse on humans."

"Of course it is, but if you don't practice resisting black magic in class, what are you going to do if you meet a black wizard outside the school?" Quirrell said coldly, without stammering at all, "I'm helping you learn How to defend against the dark arts, you should be honored that I have chosen you. Demonstrations of the dark arts are always popular in my classes."

"We just love black magic."

"Yeah, we're going to learn the Dark Arts, and I think that's pretty cool!"

"Learn black magic to defend."

Below the podium, the students of Slytherin echoed and supported Quirrell's demonstration of the Imperius Curse. Hermione couldn't help but wonder, is it the same in real school classrooms?

Slytherin students never hide their love for the Dark Arts. They have a soft spot for those powerful black magic with amazing damage. Not to mention the Imperius Curse and the Avada Kedavra Curse, some of them are also proficient in using it. There were a lot of students here who couldn't wait to become Death Eaters when Voldemort returned.

However, demonstrating the Imperius Curse in a first grade class is too crazy.

At this point in time, Voldemort has not returned. Hermione didn't want to be the target of a spell, even in a dream.

"Look at what everyone is saying, Miss Granger, everyone supports us to demonstrate this magic. Learning a little more black magic will not do you any harm, it will only make you stronger, so be prepared." Quirrell Said proudly, raised his wand and pointed at Hermione, "The soul is out of the body."

In the next second, a ghastly green spell of light struck Hermione in response.