Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

UPDATE: Sirius Black's foray into the Gryffindor common room was a hot topic at Hogwarts for days to come.

Everyone was very keen to speculate on how he got into Hogwarts Castle, and they all gave their own answers.

In the heated discussion, it seemed that Blake's intrusion was a good thing.

George and Fred even suggested adding a polling section to the Hogwarts Magazine for students to vote for the infiltrating method that Blake was most likely to use.

Considering that the impact of this was not very good, Hermione rejected this suggestion directly.

And as time went on, the rumors about how Blake got into the castle became more and more mysterious.

A girl named Hannah Abbott at Hufflepuff even took the trouble to tell anyone who would listen to her: Black would turn into a flowering bush.

Of course, this statement is very close to the truth.

Clark didn't really say anything about how to infiltrate Hogwarts that night.

That is, the dementor's soul vision is not sensitive to small creatures, just like frogs are hard to detect stationary bugs, they are hard to notice cats, dogs, etc.

So if a person is proficient in Animagus and can become an animal, he can also deceive the Dementor.

Of course, Clark didn't talk too much about it, and he wasn't Ron and Hagrid.

Even he is not in a hurry to find Blake now. After all, he is not in a hurry to buy and sell. Now that Peter Pettigrew is in his hands, it is Blake who should be anxious.

Let him hang for a while, make him restless and anxious, and then it is better to improve the conditions.

But because of this, there is one thing that makes people feel very depressed now.

Because the portrait of the Fat Lady had been vandalized, it was removed from the wall and replaced by a portrait of Sir Cadogan and his fat grey pony.

No one is happy about this.

The maddened Sir Cadogan spent almost half of his time challenging people to duel him.

As for the rest of the time, he spends mulling over ridiculously complicated passwords, sometimes changing them three or four times a day.

Because of this, the little wizards in Gryffindor complained to Percy a lot.

"He's crazy!" Seamus Finnigan said to Percy angrily. "Can't we just change?"

Perhaps because of the in-depth communication with Clark last time, Percy himself has changed a lot.

At least in the face of complaints from lower grade students, he still maintains the image of a kind and enthusiastic big brother.

"No way, no other painting is willing to do this job," said Percy, spreading his hands. "They were terrified by what happened to the Fat Lady, and Sir Cadogan was the only one who came forward."

Of course, these are minor issues for the teachers at Hogwarts, who have more important things to focus on, such as - Harry Potter!

"I feel like the professors are watching me lately," Harry couldn't help but confided to Clark in one herbal class. "They're always making excuses to walk with me in the hallway."

"Remove the word 'feeling', they are watching you!" Clark carefully loosened the soil for Mibu Mibao.

This little gray cactus-like magical plant is covered with boil-like things and is still beating slightly, like a diseased internal organ.

And once your action is bigger, it is considered to be an attack on it, and the unique self-defense mechanism of Mibu Mibao will be triggered.

Those boils are extremely powerful weapons, and they will spray a lot of sticky and foul-smelling liquid to attack the enemy.

"I feel like you're showing off, Harry," Hermione interrupted suddenly, "showing off that you're being guarded by the professors."

"What's there to show off?"

"careful!"

Harry said excitedly, the movement on his hand was heavier, and the Mibu Mibao in front of him launched an attack.

With his higher perception, Clark avoided it first, and all the unpleasant-smelling mucus sprayed onto Ron's head, who was standing behind him.

"Oh my God!" Ron almost collapsed, but Professor Sprout sprayed his red hair with some special perfume just in time.

They gathered again in front of Mibu Mibao and continued to operate carefully.

"Do you think I want this? Professor McGonagall called me into her office the day before yesterday. You didn't see the expression on her face, it looked like someone died."

"Of course I know Black is after me," Harry said, more depressed, "but do you know what Professor McGonagall said? She told me not to practice Quidditch in the evening, how is that possible? We're going to be on Saturday. It's the first game!"

"So you had a big fight with her?" Hermione asked curiously.

Harry shook his head and sneered, "Of course not, I just argued with reason, and then Professor McGonagall agreed, but Mrs. Hooch will also supervise our training."

As the first Quidditch match drew nearer, the weather became worse and the storm raged wildly.

Under Mrs. Hooch's supervision, the Gryffindor team has been training harder than ever.

It's just that the Slytherin team's tricks disrupted their plans.

They postponed the game citing an arm injury to their Seeker Draco Malfoy.

So, this Saturday's game was replaced by Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff.

This is definitely bad news for the Gryffindor team.

It's just that although they are very dissatisfied, they can only accept such an arrangement, increase the time to change the training plan, and adjust their own tactics.

The day before the game, the wind and rain were more violent than before.

The corridors and classrooms were pitch black, so more torches and lamps had to be lit.

Gu Kuang

The Slytherin team looked smug, and no one could match Malfoy in that regard, and he gloated around in front of Harry a few times, admiring his angry but helpless expression.

There was a Defense Against the Dark Arts class today. Clark and the others rushed to the classroom ahead of time, but they were not waiting for Professor Lupin, but Snape.

He was still in that **** robe, with a gloomy and sarcastic smile on his face, "Your Professor Lupin can't come today, this class is up to me, before I came, he had already I say…".

"I'm sorry, I'm late, Professor Lupin, I—" Harry rashly rushed in from the door, interrupting Snape.

"This class started ten minutes ago, Potter, and I think ten points for Gryffindor. Sit down."

But Harry didn't move. "Where's Professor Lupin?"

"There's something wrong with his body, and he's too sick to go to class today." Snape said with a bared grin, "Didn't I tell you to sit down?"

Harry stood still and continued to ask, "Why is he not well?"

There was a dangerous gleam in Snape's black eyes.

"It's not life-threatening," he said, as if he wished so. "Five points for Gryffindor, and fifty points if I tell you to sit down again and you don't!"

Harry walked slowly to his seat and sat down.

Snape looked around the class. "Before Potter interrupted me, I was saying that Professor Lupin didn't keep a record of your class's progress—"

"Sir, we've learned about Boggarts, Red Hats, Kabbahs, and Grindillos," Lavender Brown said quickly. "We're just getting started—"

"Quiet," said Snape dryly, "I didn't ask you. I was just commenting on Professor Lupin's disorganized teaching."

Hermione rolled her eyes, and sure enough, Snape was here to trouble Lupin, but fortunately, she was more careful and didn't speak.

But other Gryffindor students didn't understand that.

"He's the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher we've ever had," Dean Thomas said boldly, and the rest of the class murmured assent, and Snape's face darkened even more.

"You guys are easy to meet, Lupin doesn't make much of you - I think you should be able to deal with the Red Hats and Grindylow in the first year, and today we're going to discuss-"

Clark watched him quickly flip through the textbook until the last chapter, and sure enough, as in the original, what he was going to talk about was—

"Wolfman!" said Snape.

"But, sir," said Harry almost unable to resist, "we shouldn't learn werewolves yet, we should start learning hinkpunk—"

"Potter," Snape said, his voice deadly calm, "I feel as though I'm teaching, not you. I tell you all, turn to page three hundred and ninety-four." He looked around again. "You all! Now!"

The whole class secretly exchanged glances in pain, some muttered gloomily, and everyone opened their books.

"Now, can any of you tell me how to distinguish a werewolf from a real wolf and a normal human?"

Everyone sat there silently, motionless, choosing to protest silently, even Hermione, who had always liked to answer questions in class.

"Who can answer?" Snape asked again, the students still unmoved.

He grinned, "Are you telling me that Professor Lupin didn't teach you the basic difference between the three—"

"We're telling you," Parvati said suddenly, "we haven't learned the werewolf chapter yet, we're still learning—"

"Quiet!" snarled Snape. "Well, well, well, I never thought I'd run into a third-year student who couldn't recognize a werewolf. I'm going to make a note and tell Professor Dumbledore how backward you are—"

As he said that, he suddenly turned his attention to Clark, "Maybe our first-year gentleman knows something, Prewett, you answer!"

Snape called Clark's name directly, he stood up helplessly, and was silent for a while, before Snape said when he was impatiently waiting:

"A werewolf refers to a half-orc who is a human in normal times, no different from a normal person, but will transform into a half-human, half-wolf form when the moon is full.

Werewolves and real wolves do not actually have any intrinsic connection. Although they are very similar to real wolves after transformation, wolves are wolves, and there is still a big difference between the two.

This difference first exists in the body shape. If you have dissected werewolves, you will find that the bone structure inside their bodies is more inclined to humans, at least in terms of pelvic bones, hand bones and leg joints. .

In addition, the difference between the snout and tail of the werewolf and the real wolf is also obvious, and the difference between the pupils of the eyes is more difficult to detect.

Therefore, compared with wolves, werewolves are actually a subspecies of human beings. In addition, the middle and ring fingers of werewolves are the same length in human state, which is an important method to identify werewolves. "

Having said all that, Snape didn't add a single point to Gryffindor, he just shouted to the students below: "Why don't you write all this down."

There was a rustling sound of writing in the classroom, and Snape stood on the podium and continued:

"Prewett still has a lot of knowledge points that he has not mentioned. Although werewolves have no intrinsic connection with wolves, when they change into the form of wolves, they will completely lose human consciousness.

At this time, they are no different from beasts. The transformed werewolves will try to kill their best friends, because they lose their minds at this time and will only respond to the calls of their companions. "

Snape gushed about his prejudices to the students, "Werewolves are dangerous and evil, because they were once human beings, so they all hate other normal human beings, they have always avoided normal society and lived on the fringes. strip, steal food—sometimes kill—”

"Not all werewolves are like this, Professor!" Neville, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Before they became wolves, they were also human, weren't they? Since they are human, there must be good and bad. ."

"Put away your useless kindness, Longbottom, the curse attached to a werewolf cannot be overcome by will, and anyone who tries to influence a werewolf by the so-called tolerance and love will die at the end of their lives. in the mouth."

"But-"

"Shut up!" Snape said excitedly, and some students were startled by his loud voice, "I'm here for class now, not here to discuss with you, you just need Just write down what I said completely, don't use your stupid brains to conjecture and speculate!"

"Professor Lupin wouldn't teach us like this," Ron couldn't help shouting, and he regretted it.

The whole class also immediately realized that the situation was not very good, Snape walked slowly towards Ron, the whole room held their breath.

"You stay after school, Weasley." Snape's face was so close to Ron's that he could clearly see the maliciousness on Snape's face, "If I hear you criticize me again You will regret it very much.”

In the class after that, no one made any sound. Everyone sat and took notes about werewolves according to the textbook and Snape's description. The atmosphere in the class was extremely depressed for a while.

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