novelslam Chapter 811 The so-called... really powerful!
Chapter 811 The so-called... really powerful!
Chapter 811 The so-called... really powerful!
After discussing the matter of Akali's sprint class, everyone left the auditorium and walked towards their respective classrooms.
William and Cho need to go to the first class of Defense Against the Dark Arts.
But on the way, I ran into a group of Ravenclaw students, surrounded by a circle, all with their heads down, not knowing what they were doing.
When I got closer, I realized that Professor Flitwick was in the middle. He was standing in the crowd. He was so short that he couldn't see him at all.
"What's the matter, Marietta? Aren't you going to class?" Qiu asked curiously.
Marietta squeezed out from the crowd and said with a mournful face:
"No, I just got the news that Advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts required an 'O' and I only got an 'A'."
"Isn't the requirement of this course always A?" Qiu was stunned.
For different advanced classes, the requirements of each teacher are different. The results of the OWL test will determine whether you can continue to study the course.
But the requirements of Defense Against the Dark Arts have not changed for many years.
"The new teacher is still in Azkaban, and Professor Snape is temporarily acting as a substitute teacher. He only wants students with 'O' grades." Marietta explained.
Well, it is indeed Professor Snape's style.
He doesn't like idiot students, and prefers to give up what's lacking.
But the problem is coming.
With the reports of the two-level reversal this summer, Rita kept publishing details of Voldemort's return in the newspapers.
Many people don't want to believe that Voldemort really came back, but the chaos has become apparent in the past few years, and it's not a bad thing to learn more protective magic.
The students who had suffered from a strange teacher for five years also changed their minds and wanted to enroll in this course again.
Therefore, this year's sixth grade Defense Against the Dark Arts has become a big hit.
But in the past, as long as A was enough to enter, Snape waved his hand, raised the standard, and rejected many students.
The students were not happy, so they surrounded the dean, Professor Flitwick, hoping that he would give an explanation.
It's just Professor Flitwick's good temper, otherwise he would really jump up and beat the knees of these students.
"It seems that I can't take this class." Marietta was a little regretful, and secretly glanced at William.
William already has a girlfriend, but after all, he is a male god who has had a crush on him for five years, how could he give up so easily.
She didn't like Defense Against the Dark Arts very much, but she wanted to go to cram school and get close tutoring from William.
In cram school, at least you have to take this course, right?
Now even the only bridge in contact, Snape was cut off.
This one brings villains!
"It's okay, the new teacher is here, and the standard will be lowered again." William comforted.
"Don't give up on this class!"
Marietta wiped her red eyes with emotion.
Qiu rolled his eyes and glared at William.
You just want people to pay for your cram school!
You scumbag!
Since last year's Christmas ball, Anne pretended to be William, danced with several girls, and even stayed in Beauxbaton's carriage,
Everyone's evaluation of William is very unanimous:
Scumbag.
But William was wronged, he didn't do anything, why should he bear this kind of stigma?
When he got to the classroom, he was still arguing with Qiu, proving that he was a good guy.
"Shut up... If you talk again, I'll throw you both out!"
Snape suddenly appeared. He seemed to have learned the ultimate lightness technique, and he walked without making a sound.
It was still the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, but it had completely changed into Snape's shape at this moment.
The curtains were drawn tightly, and the light was dimmer than usual except for the pale white light of the candles.
Some pictures that were not there before are pasted on the wall:
A huge funnel-shaped crater that looks like a bottomless cavern.
In this cross-sectional view, which is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, several layers of descending terraces are separated, and each layer is full of various wizards, suffering from various tortures.
After the students sat down, no one spoke, and all turned their heads to look at the eerie pictures on the wall.
Snape brushed his greasy black hair, revealing a sallow face, he said coldly:
"Close the book, we don't need this crap."
Everyone looked at each other in surprise.
In the first class of the first grade, Snape told everyone:
No textbooks, everything is based on him.
He ridiculed those textbooks with many mistakes, but he never said that those books were rubbish.
I didn't expect that this year's new textbook - "
Defense of Magic Theory, gives such a bad review.
But this book is really ordinary. William has read the content. The author, Wilbert Slinka, is actually a pacifist.
He also opposes the use of offensive spells.
Then you write a fart of Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Snape moved to the back of the podium and faced the class.
"I have something to tell you, I hope your attention will be highly concentrated."
His dark eyes scanned the upturned faces, and he nodded with satisfaction.
"So far, you have changed five teachers for this course.
And I'm only teaching you for a while, after all, your new teacher will be released from prison soon. "
He showed a slightly regretful expression, as if wishing that the new professor would be imprisoned in Azkaban for the rest of his life.
"Needless to say, these teachers all have their own teaching methods and teaching priorities.
It's all terrible though, not professional at all, and the teaching quality is even worse..."
Qiu murmured softly, "Professor Lu Ping is pretty good."
Snape glared at her, and sarcastically said:
"Idiots are stupid, but there are people who are even more stupid to applaud them!"
Snape stepped off the podium and walked around the room, speaking in a lower voice.
"In this chaotic situation, I am amazed that there are so many of you who barely passed the O.W.Ls of this course.
I would be even more amazed if you all followed up with the Advanced Class because it's much more advanced. "
Snape ruthlessly began to taunt, his skills were wide open and closed, not very harmful, but extremely insulting.
After frantically outputting for a while, he finally concluded:
"Dark magic—in all its variety, variety, variety, and endless variety.
Fighting them is like fighting a many-headed monster, one head is cut off, and a new one pops up, fiercer and more cunning than the original one.
You are dealing with something unpredictable and indestructible. "
"Therefore, your defenses," Snape raised his voice slightly, "must also be as flexible and innovative as the Dark Arts you need to deal with."
He said in a bewitching voice:
"but me,
Will guide you into this dangerous and exciting world! "
Snape looked very excited, it seemed that Defense Against the Dark Arts excited him more than potions.
"These pictures." He pointed around while walking:
"Does anyone know the name?"
Snape unhurriedly glanced around the class, but no one spoke.
Seeing that his passionate class began to be cold, Snape said bluntly:
"Doesn't anyone know? I'm surprised... Stark!"
"This is the "Picture of Hell" by the Italian Renaissance painter Sandro Botticelli." William replied.
"Based on Dante's "Inferno", it depicts the blueprint of the world of hell in detail.
but……"
William paused, and continued:
"Sandro Botticelli was also a famous wizard painter, and there are plenty of magical hints in this painting.
He put all kinds of terrible black magic in this painting.
A warning to everyone: Those wizards who use black magic will eventually suffer this punishment in hell. "
According to Dante's "Inferno", Botticelli drew it as a funnel wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, going straight to the center of the earth.
Dead sinners are tortured here.
But those tortures are actually all kinds of black magic.It's just that Muggles don't know.
"Looks like you didn't miss the restricted area." Snape snorted a few times, without mentioning the extra points at all.
That's right, not deducting points is already giving face!
"The painting vividly depicts the conditions of those victims who, for example, suffered from the Cruciatus Curse."
He gestured to a woman who was clearly screaming in pain.
"Feeling the torment of the Fiercefire Curse."
He pointed to the black flames burning a wizard.
"So, did You-Know-Who really come back to life?" Judy Crouch asked in a shrill voice.
"It's not surprising that the Dark Lord has done anything, including resurrection." Snape looked around.
"You want to know the details, just go to the newspaper, ask the Stark... and I..."
He went around to the other side of the classroom and walked towards the podium.
The black robe was swinging behind him, and the eyes of the whole class followed him again.
"I won't teach you how to fight the Dark Lord, because that's useless."
"Then what are you teaching us?!" someone yelled.
Snape said blankly:
"I will teach you how to better protect yourself, your loved ones and your friends.
True strength does not lie in how many people you have defeated, but in how many people you have protected...! "
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(End of this chapter)