Chapter 394: Snape's Black Magic Defense Class

The heat of the first time of school was taken away by someone, and most of the students' attention was focused on the beautiful new nurse.
It has not been completely adjusted from the holiday life.
But the next day, Snape's black magic defense class had to be taken seriously.
For the sixth grade students, the first day will be handed over to the new curriculum by the corresponding dean.
Compared to Professor McGonagall's careful distribution and suggestions for each student.
Snape just divided the timetable into a pile according to the results and placed it on his desk to let the students pick it up.
The Black Magic Defense Course is a relatively special course.
Especially under certain circumstances.
All students in the sixth grade are compulsory to attend refresher classes.
If it is a peaceful day, if you do not intend to become an Auror, you can't.
In the classroom, Snape had been waiting for this place for a long time.
His own character was branded in the corner of the classroom. The curtains were tightly drawn, only the glimmer of the candle, the light was dimmer than usual. There were some pictures that were not available before on the wall, many of which were suffering people, grievous wounds, and bizarre twisted parts of the body.
After the students were seated one after another, no one spoke, and turned their heads to look at these eerie pictures on the wall.
Pansy shook his shoulders over his shoulders, and the images looked pretty emaciated.
Malfoy just stared blankly at the dark stone walls, waiting for Snape's debut.
In fact, for him now, taking any course is a waste of time.
"I haven't asked you to take the book out yet." Snape suddenly walked and closed the door of the classroom, and walked behind the podium to face the class. Hermione hurriedly threw back her book Encountered Faceless Monster back into her schoolbag and tucked it under her chair. "I have something to tell you, I hope your attention is highly focused."
His dark eyes swept across an upturned face, staying on Harry Potter's face slightly longer than others.
"So far, you must have changed five teachers in this course."
"It goes without saying that these teachers have their own teaching methods and teaching priorities. In this chaotic situation, I am surprised that so many of you have barely passed the .Ls exam for this course."
"At the request of Professor McGonagall, some who did not meet the requirements also entered this class. I hope you can cherish this opportunity." His glimpse glanced over several students.
Snape stepped off the podium and walked around the classroom, his voice lowered. In order to see him, the students stretched their necks one by one.
Malfoy casually leaned on the seat back and yawned.
His energy should be placed on more important things.
"Black magic," Snape said. "Variety of variety, variety, and endlessness. Fighting them is like fighting a multi-headed monster. Just after cutting off a head, a new head immediately emerged. , More fierce and more cunning than the original one. What you are facing is something unpredictable and indestructible."
Snape seemed to regard it as an object of admiration compared to the disgust and fear of ordinary people.
"Therefore, your defense," Snape said, raising the volume slightly. "It must also be as flexible and innovative as the black magic you need to deal with. These pictures," he pointed his fingers as he walked. "The situation of the victims is vividly represented, for example, the heart-wrenching spell is cast," (He waved a finger at a witch who was obviously screaming in pain) "Feeling the dementor's kiss," (A wizard wrinkled in the corner , Two eyes missing) "or be attacked by corpses," (a blood stain on the ground).
"All the dementors are missing." Ron's voice was low, but everyone around him heard it.
After Malfoy heard it, he quickly showed an impenetrable smile, and then disappeared quickly.
"Mr. Weasley, you seem to have opinions about my teaching."
Even Ron had put his voice low enough.
But it was still discovered by Snape.
"Gryffindor deducted 10 points first, and then, Mr. Weasley, told me how to deal with Dementors."
"The patron saint can force them back." Ron said weakly
He still knew this.
"There is no bright answer." Snape said, which is obviously tricky, because it is indeed only practical.
"...I think you are still new to the use of silent spells. What are the benefits of silent spells?"
Hermione raised her hand immediately. Snape glanced at the class without any haste. When he saw that there was no other choice, he said stiffly, "Good-Miss Granger?"
"The opponent doesn't know what magic you plan to cast," Hermione said. "This gives you an instant advantage."
"This answer was copied from "Standard Spells, Level 6" intact," Snape said contemptuously ("but basically correct. Yes, you can achieve it without reading the spell out loud while casting magic. An unexpected effect. Of course, not all wizards can do this. It requires a lot of attention and willpower, and some people can’t.
"This is a more skillful spellcasting skill."
"Very helpful to your future."
"Now you are divided into groups of two," Snape continued. "One tried to cast a curse on the other, but it was not allowed to speak out. The other tried to repulse that curse, and neither did it. let's start."
The classroom of the Black Magic Defense class is much larger than other classes, and there are many empty spaces.
Pansy tried to give Malfoy some small curse, but it didn't work. Otherwise, he unconsciously read out the curse of the curse.
Her face was bitter, and she was depressed.
"Try to concentrate," Malfoy said.
"Ordinary magic requires gestures and spells as a medium. Now you just need to focus on gestures."
"Either as the offensive side or as the defensive side, you need to master the skills. The offensive side can use the silent spell to gain an advantage. Although it may be less powerful, it wins in concealment. The defensive side, although not active, And you don’t have to use the silent spell defense deliberately, but you also need to observe the opponent’s behavior..." Malfoy emphasized the importance of this technique.
"Armor protector!" Suddenly a loud cry came from the classroom.
Many students' attention was attracted to the past, only to see Snape struck out of balance and hit a table.
Soon, the man struggled to stand up.
Struggling to stand firm, his face full of anger.
"Do you remember I told you, are we practicing the Silent Mantra, Potter?"
"Remember." Harry said stiffly.
"Remember, sir."
"You don't need to call me "Mr.", Professor."
He didn't wait for his reaction~EbookFREE.me~ This sentence has blurted out. Several students took a breath in surprise, including Hermione. Behind Snape, however, Ron and several of his roommates showed admiring smiles.
They were quite encouraged by Harry's resistance.
"Secret, in my office on Saturday night." Snape said, "I don't allow anyone to be rude to me, Potter... even the star of salvation."
A few laughs came from several students in Slytherin.
"Like just now, when you are in danger, you don't have to think about using a silent spell, especially if you are not skilled." Malfoy suddenly murmured, speaking with a volume that Pansy could hear.
"Just now, Mr. Porter felt threatened, and he gave our Mr. Dean a disarming curse decisively. This is the correct way."
"Yes..." Pansy dragged her long tail, nodded, and responded weakly.
She is really not interested in this course.