This Hogwarts is not normal

Emotionally speaking, Duoji is biased towards Vincent.

But he is now a professor and cannot take sides.

"Mr. Malfoy, are you trying to say that Mr. Wayne violated the school rules?"

"Yes, he didn't pay attention to the school rules at all." Draco looked a little aggrieved,

"He has been like this since he just started school last year. At that time, my father was still the school manager. I just want to catch him as soon as possible to prevent more students from being violently treated."

Dorje remembered an old saying in the far east:

Flies do not bite seamless eggs.

If it's really innocent, why only stare at one person?

"Mr. Malfoy, you think you're right, don't you?"

"Yes."

He probably understood the source of the conflict between the two parties.

The Malfoy family is used to being superior and enjoying the many conveniences brought by privileges.

Once the other children knew about Draco's parentage, most of them would admit defeat and apologize and beg for forgiveness.

Vincent was born in a Muggle family and received Muggle education since he was a child.

During the Great Revolution in neighboring countries, even the king was guillotined, and the dignitaries fled in despair.

And the Wayne family owned a gun shop.

When I first came to the magic world and encountered such an old-fashioned thing, I didn't empty the magazine like America on the other side of the Atlantic, so I was calm and rational enough.

"Mr. Wayne, what about you?" Dorje's eyes were very harmonious, as if implying something, "Do you think you are wrong?"

"No, I'm not wrong." Vincent met his eyes generously. "He was the son of the school manager at the time. I don't think it would be a joke to kick me out of school."

Whoa—so there is such a thing!

Draco was spoiled and spoiled.

Vincent has been a child of someone else's family in the words of his parents since he was a child, and he has a lot to be proud of.

These two collided together, and it would be a ghost if they didn't fight.

"Since you all think it's right—" Duoji pondered for a moment, his eyes sweeping over the two extremes.

A bold idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Maybe it won't improve the relationship, at least on the surface.

"How about this, I am a professor for the first time, and I just need two assistants to share the work."

Both Vincent and Draco blinked.

"Mr. Wayne, Mr. Malfoy, I trust you."

Dorje's eyes twitched a little.

The smell of gunpowder is too strong, it will definitely explode if you get close.

"Cough-cough-"

He focused the entire classroom's attention on himself, "I know about Jed-Lockhart, so there are no textbooks in our class today."

Hermione quickly put away the stack of books on the desk.

"I have checked with Professor Dumbledore about the progress of your courses." Dorje began to teach as if he did not give the two of them a chance:

"To be honest, I'm not very satisfied." He stepped off the stage and stopped in front of the middle aisle.

Daphne is on the left and Hermione is on the right.

"Although the Iron Armor Curse and the Disarming Curse are practical, they are still too difficult for you now."

He drew out his wand, "Evil dark forces will not use weak magic to attack. If you want to effectively resist them, you must understand the principles."

Both Hermione and Daphne, who were closest, felt that their bodies seemed a little stiff.

"Demonstration of black magic is forbidden in class, and I will achieve the same effect with slightly more complicated spells."

Light up a beam of light blue light with the wand in Dorje's hand.

"Dark black sky—"

The candlelight in the classroom stopped spreading around as if being drawn.

The slender rays of light converge on the tip of the staff, forming a small orange flower.

"Wingardim Leviosa—"

The bright little flowers leaned toward the ceiling, and were constantly absorbing more light from the classroom.

"All fixed—"

Not only Hermione and Daphne felt their bodies becoming heavy, but even Theodore, who was sitting in the farthest corner, felt the same.

In the gradually darkened classroom, there were anxious little faces of the students.

When the last bit of light disappeared, only the little flowers under the ceiling were left shining.

But its light didn't spread out, as if it was isolated from the outside.

"Although it's just a literal meaning, it's just the basics of the basics."

Surrounded by a pitch-black environment, the body will gradually freeze completely.

The Wand Lighting Charm doesn't work, the Disarming Charm doesn't have a clear target, and the Armor Charm can only block one direction.

If Dorje wanted to do something to the students, even Vincent would not be able to resist effectively.

"Vampires, Nightmare, Cat Demon, Zhu Jiuyin and other magical creatures can all turn day into night within a certain range."

The little flower dimmed as if withered.

When the light reappeared, Dorje had returned to the podium, pointing his wand down at the students.

"But the most terrifying ones are often those wizards with malicious intent, especially dark wizards who have no moral code."

Neville next to Vincent was terrified.

The tip of the stick was aimed right at him, and he was too frightened to move.

"I'm going to demonstrate it next." Duoji put away his wand with a smile, "I invite my two little assistants to come up."

Draco glared at Vincent with a weird smile on his face.

Under the warm applause of the little lions, the two came to the podium one after another.

"Who has the confidence to restore the extinguishing curse I just did?"

"I have, Professor Dorji."

Dorje nodded towards Vincent, "Mr. Wayne, do you need to prepare anything else?"

"Please give me some time." Vincent took off his school robe and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

He held his wand and stretched his arms, doing a little warm-up.

Draco's eyelids twitched wildly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Malfoy." Dorje came to him, "In a dark environment, there is a spell that can help you..."

The Bright Eyes Charm is a very ancient spell, a spell that can see outlines in the dark.

It is not difficult to learn, but it is gradually forgotten by wizards because of the emergence of better wand lighting spells.

"I'm ready." Vincent held his alder wand to his chest.

"Remember it?" After Draco nodded, Dorje walked off the podium and came to the aisle again,

"You can't use evil spells, please follow the principle of friendly communication."

Vincent's eyes were extremely kind, at least not as cruel as the other side.

"let's start."

"Dark black sky——" The small flowers on the tip of the alder wood staff floated towards the pointed ceiling as soon as they appeared.

"A great silent spell!" Dorje swung his wand forward, limiting the range of light that could be drawn.

Draco grinned grinningly, and chanted the spell before it completely darkened: "Om Hineng Luna Luna!"

He could clearly see Vincent's holding spell gesture.

The face that made me hate it will soon be unable to smile.

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