HP: Let professors walk towards the light

September 3rd is a good day to learn the black arts.

You ask why? We don't know either, because that's what Professor Green said, even though he was supposed to be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Oh, and he also said, how can you learn Defense Against the Dark Arts without learning the Dark Arts?

The Gryffindor students seemed to want to refute this point of view very much, but they seemed unable to find any more reasonable reasons to prove it, because Professor Green's words were unexpectedly impeccable.

"But we didn't have to learn this way before, and it sounds dangerous."

"That's a good question, Miss Brown. So now you know how to defend against the three most unforgivable magics?"

Green walked down from the podium with a cane, stood in the corridor of the first row, put his hands on the cane, and smiled faintly.

"What? But there is no way to resist the Unforgivable Curse!" Lavender looked confused and her voice became louder.

"Really? Then do you know why not?"

Lavender was speechless for a moment. What kind of questions were these? She always felt that she had made a fool of herself today.

"You're not going to answer? Then it's a pity that Gryffindor didn't get any extra points for this. But regarding Miss Brown's question, don't forget that there are children among us who have survived the Killing Curse, right?"

Green looked at Harry sitting in his seat. He took off his gold-rimmed glasses, as if he wanted to see through those eyes.

Harry felt his facial muscles twitching twice, and he looked away a little embarrassedly, flipped through the textbook, and touched Ron's quill, trying to reduce his presence.

However, Green did not intend to extend the topic. He closed his eyes, turned around and walked to the blackboard, and wrote the words "black magic" on the blackboard with his own hands.

"So, kids, if you want to catch prey, you must understand its living habits, know when and where it will appear, and deduce its path of action. Even if you can't kill it with one strike, you can't let it escape easily. If you don't want to go hungry, you have to cut off its deadly route and don't leave it any chance to struggle."

"But professor, we are not learning how to hunt. I think this class should teach us how to protect ourselves, right?"

Hermione raised her hands, disagreeing with Green's analogy. It sounded like they were going to learn how to kill others, or even... kill them all.

"Yes, that's correct. I also need to say one thing, but, Miss Granger, if you were given a choice, would you rather hold the wand in your own hand or have someone else point a wand at you?

If no one learns the Dark Arts, then there is no need to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts. But that is impossible, because magic exists for wizards to study and learn. Dark Magic will not disappear and will even continue to move forward. The same is true for Defense Against the Dark Arts. If you want Defense Against the Dark Arts to keep up with the Dark Magic, the only way is to learn Dark Magic and understand it. I believe everyone can understand this.

For those students who still don't understand this, I am willing to allow them to give up this course. I hope they will never be treated as prey. Then let's continue the class. First, let's talk about the classification of black magic..."

Over the past few days, the most comments among students were about Professor Green. Although the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts has always been the most noteworthy, Professor Green is indeed a little... different.

His classes were as practice-oriented as Professor Lupin's, and he even allowed the practice of taught dark magic and the corresponding defensive techniques in the dueling club he presided over.

Professor McGonagall strongly opposed this, she thought it was too dangerous for the students, and even reported it to Dumbledore.

"Principal Dumbledore, I think you should know that Hogwarts does not teach dark magic. Professor Green is really going too far. Even if those children don't understand, you must understand!"

"Oh, Minerva, is there something wrong with the child?" Dumbledore stood up and tried to calm McGonagall down.

"What? No, of course not, but who knows if there will be in the future?"

"I know I know Minerva, but no child was hurt, was there? And I've seen Green's lesson plan, he designed it very cleverly, and if it's just in class it's certainly okay."

"He is trying to teach students the Dark Arts! I think you know what this means. Students are using Dark Arts in the Dueling Club. This is not allowed in Hogwarts. You'd better go and see it for yourself."

McGonagall said to Dumbledore in disapproval, "I don't know where this person came from. He actually taught something that was not in line with school rules. It was simply... simply too dangerous! Even Dumbledore was messing around!"

After she finished speaking, she sighed suddenly, turned around and walked out quickly.

Dark magic? Dumbledore recalled that the lesson plan presented by Greene did say that the principles of dark magic would be taught to make it easier to understand, but it was not as direct as McGonagall said, so he followed her to the Great Hall to take a look.

Pushing open the door of the auditorium, there were many students gathered inside, and in the middle of the crowd were undoubtedly students who were engaged in a wizard duel.

Dumbledore looked around and saw that there were indeed several students trying to use some simple black magic. Although most of them were Slytherins, what McGonagall said was true. The new Hogwarts professor he summoned, who was recommended by Tallos, taught the students black magic and allowed them to use it.

Green, who was on duty, immediately saw Dumbledore coming in. He smiled and walked forward.

"Good evening, Principal. What can I do for you?"

"Oh, I came to see how the students are doing and how they feel about teaching. It's just that I seem to see that the duel between the students is a bit intense."

Under the threat of Professor McGonagall's eyes, Dumbledore chuckled twice in embarrassment.

"Professor Green, forgive me for being blunt, but I realize that you are teaching students the Dark Arts, which is very inconsistent with school rules. I hope you understand."

Mag took a step forward unhappily and spoke seriously.

"Oh, I think you misunderstood. Strictly speaking, I am introducing the children to the dark arts so that they can better learn Defense Against the Dark Arts. This is my design, but I don't think there is anything wrong with my teaching. Obviously, the current results are good and the students are learning very quickly."

"But this is Hogwarts, not Durmstrang..."

There seemed to be nothing wrong with what Green said, but Dumbledore seemed to have discovered something?

However, the students were still there, and the professors standing here seemed a bit ostentatious. Dumbledore stretched out his hand to interrupt McGonagall:

"Okay, okay, Minerva, I'd like to trouble you to stay here for a while so that you can deal with any unexpected situations during the duel in a timely manner, because - Seth, do you want to go upstairs with me for a cup of tea?"

Dumbledore finally extended the invitation to Green alone. The door behind him opened and he smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"my pleasure."

Green also smiled slightly. This white-haired old gentleman was not inferior to the old man in the flowery robe with a white beard opposite him in terms of momentum.

McGonagall stood aside and suddenly swallowed the words in her throat. She was not so stupid that she could not see it, but she had never encountered such a confrontation between the professor and the principal in all these years. And it seemed that she was the one who acted just now?

(Of course, excluding her, the excellent vice-president, oh, and excluding several deans, after all, it is their responsibility to jointly manage the school, including Snape)