Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Ivan was holding his magic wand close to the wall, and then he saw that the paintings on the wall were suffering people. These human beings had hideous wounds or bizarrely twisted bodies. They looked very strange in the night and the light of the magic wand.. ..

"This is really Snape's style..." Ivan said as he looked at the pictures on the wall.

If he remembered correctly, Snape had made a lot of the same pictures in the classroom when he was a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in the original time and space.

It was possible that Slughorn, who was a potions professor at the time, didn't like such a gloomy style, and asked Snape to take these decorations with him.

[Ding, I have explored the potions classroom, and the current exploration progress is 54%! 】

After strolling around, the system prompt sounded in Ivan's mind, but Ivan did not leave immediately, but found it in the cabinet where the old books were placed.

"It should be this!" Ivan didn't look for long before he found what he wanted in a pile of books.

It was a book that looked tattered and its title was "Advanced Potions Making".

Ivan turned a few pages and found that it had been altered a lot, and he wrote a lot of notes and notes in the blank spaces.

If someone else gets it, you will think that this is a poor student who scribbles on the book, after all, many of the notes on it are completely contrary to the content of the textbook.

In some places, it was even darkened, and even a few lines of textbook content were roughly crossed out, and nothing was clear.

But Ivan knows that this is the most capable potion master Snape in the magic world today. The potion textbook used in his student days, in addition to the knowledge of potions, also records several self-made magic spells. ...

Ivan could not help but secretly smack his tongue while looking at the traces of the alteration of the book.

When he was in sixth grade, Snape dared to question the content of the textbooks, and innovated to research more efficient potion formulas. It was simply too strong...

In contrast, the students in the past few years are obviously too weak. In the study of magic, no one can reach Snape's level.

Putting the old textbooks away in his pocket, Ivan tidyed up the cabinets he had turned over, and then left the potions classroom professor. Before leaving, he did not forget to restore the door lock to avoid being caught.

One night, Ivan, who visited dozens of classrooms, returned to the door of the Gryffindor lounge before dawn and read the password.

"Sleeping Lion!"

On the hanging picture in front of the passage, the fat lady who was dozing off was taken aback. She opened her eyes wide and looked ahead, but saw nothing, only a dark patch.

"It must be you, isn't it? Potter? Next time you tease me like this in the invisible cloak, I won't open the door for you!" The fat lady frowned and said in dissatisfaction, but she still got out of the way. The body position reveals the circular channel at the back.

Sorry, I'm not Potter...

Ivan shrugged, without replying, got in through the tunnel.

When they returned to the bedroom, the people on the bed were resting. The sleepless Harry was holding the quilt and whispering. Ron kept snoring, and the others didn't mean to wake up.

Ivan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly went to bed to make up his sleep. There will be class the next day..

In the next few days, Ivan explored the classrooms and secret passages he hadn't been to, and the progress of the exploration slowly moved towards the sixty mark.

But not everything went smoothly, at least in the second Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Ivan encountered some unsatisfactory things.

"Eleven people! A total of eleven people got full marks on this questionnaire! Of course...in fact I originally thought there would be more..."

After collecting all the questionnaires, Lockhart looked excited when he held the papers to make comments.

"One thing that surprised me is... Potter! Harry Potter! And Ivan Hals!" Saying this, Lockhart raised his tone.

Ivan reluctantly stood up under the attention of everyone, knowing that he would not write the questionnaire...

Harry, who also stood up on the side, was also bitter and depressed.

"I didn't expect you to remember everything about me. In view of this, I will add twenty points to each of you!" Lockhart directly ignored the expressions on the faces of the two, and said happily.

He never expected that the two celebrities in the school were actually his fans, which made him less repellent of them.

"To be honest, I don't mind taking an intimate photo with you after class!" Lockhart blinked playfully.

"No, I have other things when get out of class is over, professor!" Ivan refused Lockhart's request for a group photo without hesitation.

Lockhart looked at Harry disappointedly, who shook his head inconspicuously.

After sitting down, Ivan did not get the system's prompt sound. It seems that this type of extra points is not recognized by the system.

This allowed Ivan to dispel the idea of ​​relying on Lockhart to brush his grade points this semester.

After a brief loss, Lockhart quickly recovered. He picked up the "Wandering with the Werewolf" on the table and said to everyone.

"Now let's go to class officially, today I will tell you how to deal with a werewolf!"

"Mr. Neville Longbottom..." Lockhart shouted loudly, turning his head to the left front row, but didn't see Xiao Pangdun.

Lockhart was in a strange moment when Neville, in the corner where he had changed seats, stood up slightly trembling and wanted to refuse, but Lockhart didn't give him this opportunity and said happily.

"Mr. Longbottom, I think you did a good job last class, so you will still play the werewolf today!"

Neville walked down the podium with a bitter face, and accompanied Lockhart in a botched performance. Sometimes he needed to act as the dark wizard defeated by Lockhart~www.ltnovel.com~ When Lockhart pulled out his wand, pretending to be He fell to the ground with an injured appearance.

Ivan watched it with gusto in the audience, and it was good when viewed as a comedy performance, not to mention that many of the plots in it were true, but the protagonist was not Lockhart.

The diary on the table slowly turned over the pages, and the black ink on it turned into a line of text.

[Are all the professors at Hogwarts at this level now? Tell stories to students in class? 】

Ivan rolled his eyes. Whose credit do you think this is?

If it weren’t for you to curse it, Dumbledore wouldn’t worry about the choice of the Defence Against the Dark Arts class every year.

People in the magical world who are capable of this position have either been here for a year and have lost bad luck, or they have just heard the wind and refused...

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