Hogwarts: Breaking off the engagement at the beginning and marrying Hermione instead

But in the end, I couldn't resist the temptation. I was ready to listen to Braun.

"Professor Binns is very old, even older than the four founders of the academy.

He was already very old when Hogwarts was founded.

And he was very famous in the field of magic history at that time. He could be said to be an expert.

Rather than being a researcher of history, it is better to say that he is an eyewitness.

He has personally experienced the Ancient Wizarding War, the Goblin Rebellion, the Statute of Secrecy, and so on.

It was for this reason that he was invited by the founders at that time to teach the history of magic.

And his courses were often warmly welcomed by students at that time.

Until one day, Professor Binns fell asleep in front of the fire in the staff dormitory.

When he woke up and prepared for class, he found that he was dead.

However, this did not hinder Professor Binns' enthusiasm for teaching, and he still taught his students.

The students were all scared at the time.

However, there is also a saying that Professor Binns did not know that he was dead.……"

"Of course I know I'm dead……"

Professor Binns, who was reading from the script in an emotionless voice, suddenly stopped lecturing and looked at Braun with some interest in his eyes.

""Bin, Professor Binns!"

Ron stuttered.

This was the first time he saw Professor Binns talking about anything other than the textbook.

The other little wizards who were napping were also awakened one by one.

I don't know what happened.

"You speak very well, Mr. Foley.

No exaggeration or devaluation, just stating the facts.

I like this, it is in line with the objectivity required for historical research.

Which Foley are you?

The dark wizard Foley or the potion-making Foley?"

""Mr. Fry, who makes potions!"

Browne replied respectfully.

Although the professor in front of him was just a ghost, he was also a wise man who could be called a living fossil.

And it seemed that he even knew his ancestors.

"Foley, the potion maker?

Oh, he does look a bit like you.

I know your ancestor and have a good relationship with him.

If you have time, can you come and chat with me?"

"I am happy to, sir!"

Professor Binns nodded in response to Braun.

Then he continued to lecture in the same boring tone as before.

It was as if he was not the one who was speaking.

The little wizards looked at Braun in surprise.

But soon they could not stand Professor Binns' emotionless hypnosis again and became drowsy again.

The History of Magic class was over.

Professor Binns did not stop at all.

His dark gray body crossed the blackboard without staying here for a minute.

""Huh! It's finally over!"

Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

The History of Magic class was too long and difficult for him.

The only good thing was that Professor Binns didn't assign much homework.

This was the only consolation for him.

"Braun, lend me your notes."

""It's not a good habit to copy homework! Ron."

Looking at Braun who handed the textbook over,

Hermione said with some dissatisfaction.

"We are just taking it for reference!"

"That's right, Hermione, Ron and I are just taking it for reference."

Harry also said with joy.

Like Ron, he could not help dozing off in the Charms class.

Needless to say, he certainly did not take notes. The

Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom is very large.

This is to allow students to learn various ways to protect themselves through practical practice.

In the beginning, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts was very popular.

However, with Voldemort's curse, this course became dangerous.

No Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher could have a good end.

This also made it increasingly difficult for Hogwarts to find professors. So much so that now.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class has become like a joke.

The frequent changes of teachers have prevented students from learning knowledge more systematically.

This is also an important reason why these Hogwarts students have poor combat awareness.

"Please...please turn to page 5... Today we are going to talk about what we should do after encountering a vampire in the wild."

Quirrell stood on the podium and stammered, asking the students to open the book. He looked nervous and timid.

But even if he did so, the students still didn't give him face.

"Sir! If...if possible, could you tell us whether your turban is to prevent vampires from biting your neck?"

Malfoy laughed loudly

"Oh, oh."

Quirrell was a little nervous and didn't dare to say anything.

But he kept covering his headscarf with his hands, as if he was afraid that it would fall off.

"Garlic! Garlic can protect against vampires... because vampires don't like the smell...

Similarly, the same blood type lollipop can make vampires give up biting you.

They, they just like the smell of blood."

For some reason, Professor Quirrell ignored Malfoy's words and continued teaching.

But it was a little better than before, and he didn't stutter as much. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

But the hand covering the turban obviously did not loosen.

"Why does Professor Quirrell seem a bit cowardly?"

Zabini flipped through his textbook in boredom.

He picked up a quill and drew a beard for the illustrations.

Because of the notebook he lent to Ron in the morning, Braun was severely scolded by Hermione.[]

And decided to ignore him for a whole class, so Brown could only run back to his Slytherin in shame.

"I don't know. My mother told me that Professor Quirrell was a good student.

She also said that she was very confident that Professor Quirrell would be our professor."

Daphne, who was also bored, turned the quill in her hand.

"This room is so dark!

I don't understand why the curtains are drawn in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Blaise Zambini wrinkled his sore eyes and was obviously dissatisfied with the dark environment:

"I think Professor Quirrell must be a vampire!

Otherwise, how could he like such an environment?"

"That's impossible, after all, Professor Quirrell smells too much of garlic.

I dare say that even the hungriest vampires won't eat wizards like Professor Quirrell!

Maybe he's been marinated in garlic."

Listening to the words of his classmates, Brown felt a little bored.

Of course he knew why, of course it was because of Voldemort behind Quirrell's head.

"I wonder if Voldemort will be suffocated by the smell of garlic on Quirrell all day long."

Brawne thought to himself.

But then he remembered that Voldemort had no nose.

He should not be able to smell anything.

"Braun, Braun"

"Huh? What happened?"

""The professor is calling you!"

Daphne reminded quietly.

Professor?

Brown looked up at Quirrell who was looking at him on the podium.

He couldn't help but feel a little strange.

He was always very obedient in Quirrell's class and never jumped around like in other classes.

He was afraid of attracting Voldemort's attention.

"What's wrong, Professor Quirrell?"

"Mr. Foley, please answer questions about werewolves, werewolves"

"Of course, sir.

Werewolves are more dangerous than vampires, not only because they will transform themselves on a full moon night and attack humans around them regardless of friend or foe.

The most important thing is that compared to vampires, being bitten by a werewolf will cause infection and turn you into a werewolf.

So if you encounter a werewolf in the wild, you must escape in time and never confront them."

"Very, very good sir! Five points for Slytherin.

I, I heard that a potion in your house is very useful!

Maybe it will be a way to stop werewolves in the future."

Brawne was stunned.

"Could it be that Voldemort has set his sights on the mutation potion?"

""Okay, sit down. I just mentioned it casually."

Brown nodded.

But he always felt that there was something wrong with the way this garlic spirit looked at him.

He couldn't help but start to be alert.

Quirrell is not so easy to deal with.

Don't look at him now as a weak and wretched man. He was an excellent student back then, and Voldemort could possess him.

A first-year wizard like himself can't beat him.

"It seems that I have to think of a solution.

This old silver coin! Why is he staring at me for no reason?

Don't you know that he is going to cause trouble for the protagonists?"

A Defense Against the Dark Arts class ended with Quirrell's stuttering and the laughter of the little wizards.

After returning to the dormitory and putting away the books,

Braun went to the library as usual.

There were not many people in the library at this time.

Only a few senior students were frowning and looking through materials for the OWL exam.

Madam Pince stood not far away, staring at the students around her with big eyes.

Once someone made a slightly louder sound, she would glare at him fiercely.

Or wave a feather duster and ask him to go out.

Braun took the book recommended to him by Snape from the bookshelf.

He found a corner seat with the book in his arms and sat down.

He began to read with relish.

Dinner time is usually until six o'clock in the evening.

So many little wizards would take advantage of the time after class in the afternoon and before dinner to go to the library to do their homework.