Hogwarts God of Ice and Fire

"By the way, Professor Dumbledore, if I'm not wrong, you invited Professor Slughorn to teach us Potions. It seems that it is not as simple as it seems?"

Linn asked in a determined tone.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, his eyes became more serious, and he said: "Horace was once Voldemort's professor, and his memory may contain content about Horcruxes."

"Even though we have already deduced that Voldemort made seven Horcruxes, I still hope to verify our conjecture from Horace's memory."

Dumbledore said so.

Linn said softly: "But his memory was modified by himself, wasn't it? How do you plan to get this memory?"

Dumbledore said: "I will give Harry private lessons to help him understand Voldemort's past and more secrets about Horcruxes, and at the end of the course, I will let him know that he is also a Horcrux. In the meantime, I'll let Harry help me get this memory."

Let Harry know his identity?
This may seem a bit cruel. Harry had to die first in order to kill Voldemort when he was still in his prime years of youth. This was a cruel truth that could not be accepted by anyone.

But Linn understood that there was no better choice, and Harry should also shoulder the responsibility of being a savior.

Lin stood up and said softly: "I understand, Professor Dumbledore, I will cooperate with your actions secretly."

……

On the other side, Draco hurriedly hurried and finally arrived outside the classroom before the Defense Against the Dark Arts class started.

This Defense Against the Dark Arts class is shared by Gryffindor and Slytherin in the sixth grade. Everyone, including the little snake from Slytherin House, felt a little in their hearts when they approached the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Uneasy.

For no other reason than this year, Snape finally got his wish and became the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. According to Snape's strict requirements, no one knew how much snake venom they would be doused in during this class.

After all, the snake king who spits venom from his mouth doesn't care which college you are from when he sprays you when you make a mistake.

At this time, Snape had already walked into the corridor. Being a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor did not allow him to take care of his appearance again. His greasy black hair was parted from both sides, framing the wax face. Yellow face.

"Come in."

Snape glanced coldly at the clearly distinguished lion cubs and snake cubs in the corridor, then turned and walked into the classroom and came to the podium.

Long before this Defense Against the Dark Arts class began, Snape had imprinted his own personality on this classroom.

The curtains in the classroom were tightly drawn, and there was only the dim light from the candles. The light was dimmer than usual, making the classroom like a dungeon, extremely dark.

There were some pictures on the walls of the classroom that had not been seen before. These pictures were of people in pain, hideous wounds and bizarrely twisted body parts.

All the little wizards sat down on their seats. No one spoke, they all turned to look at the ghastly pictures on the wall.

"I haven't asked you to take out your books yet," Snape closed the door to the classroom. He glanced around the classroom, his eyes resting on a few little wizards who were placing their textbooks on the table. "I have something to say to you. "I hope you'll be very focused."

After hearing Snape's words, the young wizards holding textbooks all turned pale and hid the books in their bags.

When everyone put away their textbooks and looked at Snape, he finally spoke: "So far, you must have had five professors on this course." "Needless to say, these professors have their own Your own teaching methods and teaching focus. In this chaotic situation, I am surprised that so many of you can barely pass the OWL exam in this course.”

"I would be even more surprised if you all could follow the advanced course because it's so much more advanced."

As Snape spoke, he stepped off the platform and walked around the classroom. His voice lowered and even sounded a little sullen.

He sounded like a twenty-year-old professor when he opened his mouth!

Irina sat on her seat and complained secretly in her heart.

Snape finally returned to the podium, with a hint of fanaticism in his tone: "Dark magic is diverse, varied, ever-changing, and never-ending. Fighting against them is like fighting a multi-headed monster that has just been chopped off." One head, and immediately a new one appeared, more vicious and cunning than the original one."

"You are dealing with something unpredictable and indestructible. Therefore, your defenses must be as flexible and innovative as the black magic you need to deal with. These pictures vividly represent the victims situations, for example, being hit by the Cruciatus Curse, feeling the kiss of a dementor, or being violated by the Inferi..."

Snape said as he tapped his wand heavily on three pictures on the wall.

The three pictures were of a witch who was obviously screaming in pain, a pool of blood on the ground, and a wizard huddled in the corner with his eyes blank.

Snape was like a big bat, his black robes swinging silently behind him.

After finishing his opening remarks, his face suddenly turned to the young wizards, startling them.

"I think you may be relatively new to the use of silent spells? Who can tell me what the benefits of silent spells are?"

Snape asked calmly.

As Snape finished speaking, nearly half of the people in the classroom raised their hands, which surprised Snape.

However, after seeing that these little wizards who raised their hands all belonged to Gryffindor House, while the little Slytherin snakes were huddled in their seats like quails, not daring to raise their hands, Snape's expression suddenly changed. It becomes ugly to look at.

In fact, these little lions with their hands raised are also members of the DA Army, and in Lin En's illusion test, almost all members of the DA Army were already able to use silent spells proficiently as early as last year.

Even talented young wizards can try to cast spells without a wand. As a top student, Hermione even managed to cast a levitating spell silently without a wand.

Snape's eyes swept over the Slytherin snakes. He hoped that someone would stand up and answer his question, but he was destined to be disappointed.

Even Draco, the most talented among these Slytherin students, couldn't answer his question.

In desperation, Snape had no choice but to click on a little Gryffindor house lion.

Just listen to the little lion say confidently: "Silent casting can prevent the enemy from understanding your intentions in advance from the sound of your incantation. In other words, silent casting is more concealed and can give you more advantages."

"A wizard who is skilled in silent spellcasting can even recite the spell of a stun spell, but what he releases is a disarming spell, which has the effect of confusing the enemy and surprising him!"

The little lion said with a smile. (End of chapter)