Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

"Damn it, I hate Defense Against the Dark Arts."

A little lion walked with a book in his arms, flipping through the notes of the previous class stiffly.

"No matter how much I review, I feel a little uncertain..."

A few little snakes are also cramming, they need to do more, if anyone's performance in Defense Against the Dark Arts class is too bad, let Professor Nix, who rarely deducts points, deduct points from Slytherin, that's good, They couldn't even lift their heads when they went back.The key point of the problem is that you can’t memorize it like other classes, and you just have to learn it. Who knows if there will be any accidents if you play it on the spot. Even if you use a spell that is very proficient in the dormitory, when it’s time for class, the professor will not let you go smoothly. If you read the spell accurately, you will pass the test if the magic is cast successfully. They always have to face what can be called unexpected assessments.

Looking at Professor Nix who walked in, almost everyone asked in their hearts, who is this.

They widened their eyes and tried to find the difference, but unfortunately, since their first class, they never found out that they were taught by two people—or could the difference be explained by the difference in accessories?Come on, the brooch locket is dead, it's unreliable to use this as a basis, what if they change it again?

Hell, even the Weasley twins can't pretend to be like this, can they?

"Start from the left, in groups of five, and come up the steps."

Logically, this class should be a first-year class on defense against spells. See, just listening to the professor's first sentence, everyone is confused, but fortunately, I firmly remember one thing.

——For Defense Against the Dark Arts class, you can forget to bring your textbooks, but you can’t forget to hold on to your wand.

"Anyone who can successfully evade the opponent's disarming spell has no homework."

It sounds simple, but all the snakes and lions in the first grade held their breath.They are not the first day of class, so they know very well that they should try not to look at the professor during class. Yes, they will lose their minds if they look at it, and then lose points in a daze.

"Miss Fennell?"

One of the five Slytherins immediately took a step forward.

"Yes, Professor?"

She has very beautiful silver hair, not a beautiful appearance, but the little snake in the first year looked at her with respect——Jane Fennell, the head of the first year of Slytherin, used to question her in History of Magic class Why did Iris know that the founder of Slytherin was not a student who ran away, although that questioning ended in Fennir's complete failure.

"After 1 minute, one of the four of them will cast the Disarming Curse on you."

The girl was stunned for three seconds before she realized it, and then nodded very confidently: "Okay, Professor."

She glanced at the four students one by one with the sharp eyes she usually prepared to warn all the first graders in the common room. Among the four, only one was Gryffindor. She stood too close just now, so she dared to come forward. of.

"Do you understand?"

Salazar slowed down, and retracted a piece of parchment from the front of the four people standing in a row.

There was a name written on it, one of the four of them.The students below could see it, and the four of them could also see it clearly, but Fennell, who was standing opposite, couldn't see it.

"Except your weapons!"

A little brown-haired snake had just uttered a spell, but Fennir had already dodged aside.

There was even a smug light in her eyes, and when the hand of the person holding the wand was lifted slightly, she was sure that there was even enough time to throw a disarming spell on the other person.

"Except your weapons."

"Very good, Miss Fennell. What you need to learn are spells. You can use them smoothly and achieve the correct effect in your other courses. Defense Against the Dark Arts teaches you a thousand spells. If you don't know how to distinguish the real If you don't know where the danger will come from, and you don't know who is going to attack you, then these thousand spells are not even as effective as a disarming spell! Mr. Nemo, I hope you have this ability."

The one named was the little snake who was hit by Fennir's spell right after he finished speaking the spell. He took two breaths nervously.Everyone knows that Professor Nix doesn't deduct points easily, but he never gives extra points.

Because anyone can tell that it is very difficult to meet the professor's requirements, and as for the degree of satisfaction, that is far away.

"The other party's eyes, breathing, movement, and expression..." Salazar stared at the little animals below who were slightly uneasy, "Of course I don't mind that you can see the answer from the faces of the students below."

Obviously no one had the guts to give Nemo a hint.

"Similarly, if you want to use the disarming spell, cover up your intention to attack. As long as you successfully complete the spell, it will also count as a pass. One in four chances, why not grasp it well? Get those things that can leak your thoughts out of your eyes. Here, erase your face, when facing an enemy or danger, if you let the other party see through your intentions, your death will follow. Mr. Keith, what's the matter with you?"

A lion cub swallowed nervously, and turned his gaze back to Salazar's habitual fingers clasping the table.

"I...professor, I seem to hear someone knocking on the door."

The door of the classroom was indeed ringing, but it was very dull, as if it was separated by several corridors.

Salazar hurls silently against the door.

"continue."

There was indeed Umbridge in pink outside the door. She banged on the door angrily. At first she knocked patiently, but there was no response from inside. She got angry and pulled out her wand, but the door ignored her .After changing more than a dozen spells in a row, there was a layer of blue flowing magic defense on the door. She kicked it angrily, but obviously the door still ignored her.

Filch hugged his cat, and hid in fear not far away watching the movement here.

When the door shook, so did his whole body.

Well, although he doesn't like any of these students who like to mess around and don't know the rules, and even many professors think that he, the administrator, does not exist. In a sense, he is very happy that the Ministry of Magic sent this senior inspector. But if the deputy minister wants to confront the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

—Even if he's a Squib, he's not stupid.

"Mrs. Losli, stay away from that pink fool, you know?"

A cat's life was worthless, but Mrs. Rosely was all he had, and he couldn't live without it.

"Meow."

Mrs. Rosely has been losing more and more hair recently. On the one hand, it is because of her age. Cats only have a lifespan of more than ten years. Even in the magic world, they will not live more than 25 years. The most important thing is, I don’t know why, Recently, Iris saw Mrs. Rosely, and even fed it. Since the little basilisk girl almost carried snacks and candies with her, it was not that she was hungry. Mrs. Rosely was frightened and forced to swallow the food to frighten her. of.

That's a basilisk!

Madam Rosely's legs were so weak that she couldn't even run.

Now it smelled the basilisk again, screamed and struggled out of Filch's arms, and rushed up the stairs next to it.

Iris was shaking and holding the book, two buttons were buttoned wrong, and she was still chewing a piece of chocolate, stumbling towards this side, her little face was full of panic - she definitely didn't sleep on purpose!The long winter has passed, and Iris, who finally escaped from the hibernation crisis, is hugging the pillow, not to mention how happy she is!

The happy result was that she was late for three consecutive days.

Today was even more frightening. After lunch, she went back to sleep in the dormitory because she had no class until after three o'clock...

Well?What is this pink thing?

Aerys stopped and looked blankly at Umbridge, who was still struggling with the door.

Whatever it is, if it is late, it will be fined by the master for not having additional meals for a week + not being able to enter the master's bedroom + the master will not hold it... Aerys rushed over.

"Boom!"

The disarming spell of a lion cub was disturbed by the loud noise, and the wands of the three people next to him were knocked away.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the entire classroom door that fell down, and Aerys lying on top of a pink unknown object.Hogwarts obeyed the will of the founder and refused to open the door to Umbridge, but it is not a truly independent thinking and conscious creature, so if students want to go in for class, it will naturally open the door.

——Although I had a bad feeling when I didn't see the little basilisk girl in class, but when it really happened, Salazar felt his right hand twitching uncontrollably.

Iris, who finally managed to stand up after falling twice in a row, may have stepped on Umbridge a dozen times during the period.

"I'm sorry, Master...Professor, I really want to sleep. If you are late, you will deduct points."

Just buckle it up, just don't let her in in the middle of the night after the buckle is over!

Aerys opened her big pale yellow eyes pitifully, extremely innocent and pitiful.

But all the little animals turned their sympathetic eyes to the pink unknown object at her feet.

"Go back to your place! Gryffindor... deduct ten points!"

Salazar's fingers trembled imperceptibly, and he lowered his eyes and asked himself silently.

Why did he feel so sorry for Godric at that moment?Damn Merlin...

The hand that was tucked under the sleeve of the robe was raised, and the wand pointed at the fallen door.

"Snapped."

The door jumped up and closed on the door frame at a fast speed. As for the pink object lying on top of it—well, of course it was slammed by the door again and flew into the corridor.

"Oh!"

Several portraits on the wall fled to other frames in dissatisfaction,

"She knocked my frame!"

"I think she needs to go into the hospital wing..." A movable armor looked down at Umbridge, who was slowly sliding down the wall again, his toad face was crooked, and his teeth fell out.

"I think she should choose the cemetery first."

The old portrait that has been very old strokes his beard. He is a portrait hanging in the hallway. He is a wizard who was once alive. And unfortunately, he has a long history. He was on the wall when the four founders were there : "Your Excellency the Duke has a record of killing the Muggle Holy See Knights in seven consecutive towns in one night."

What kind of unforgivable curse was Avada in medieval times?Then you have to read one by one accurately. When facing a large number of people, is there enough time?

"Tsk tsk, so—"

The armor then glanced at Umbridge on the ground:

"Your Excellency the Duke is really just ignoring her existence."

The sweaty little animals finished their get out of class, and what they saw was Madam Pomfrey rushing over, using the Levitation Charm while transporting Umbridge, and shouting to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, "Seven broken ribs! It's like she was hit from behind by a fire dragon..."

Aerys moved quietly from the side with her book covering her forehead.

"Then it hit her face again, and the previous injury... Albus, you don't need to ask me about the teeth all over the floor, do you? They were sent by the Ministry of Magic, because the contract castle will not protect her, that's it! Oh , her right hand was broken, her left shoulder was dislocated, she seemed to have been blown out by a giant monster again."

All the little animals maintained the expressions of being struck by lightning.

Merlin, could their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor be any more terrifying?

(Of course, you will never be disappointed with this, kids)