Chapter 409: Teacher's Daily

"Draco?" Just after all the students had left the classroom, Pansy walked quietly to the podium.
"When someone is nearby, please call me Professor Malfoy." Malfoy said blankly.
"Yes, Professor Malfoy." She immediately tightened her calf tightly, straightened herself, and unconsciously corrected her tone.
"Forget it, make a joke, isn't it nobody now?" Malfoy's face showed a rare smile, shook his head, and sorted out the documents in front of him.
It seems that teasing girls is a pleasant thing.
Pansy's face was red, and his mouth was bulging, and he wanted to say something angrily, but the words lingered around his mouth, and finally swallowed again, just staring at him with a slight "anger"
"How is it like in the first class?" he asked casually.
"Sloppy." Pansy murmured in revenge. She really didn't listen to the class much, and her attention went to the person.
"Then I was really injured." Malfoy said meaninglessly.
"It doesn't look like it hurts at all." The girl then showed a sad expression again. "Then why don't you go?" she asked afterwards.
"My next class is a fifth-grade student." Malfoy shrugged helplessly.
"I have forgotten that you are now a teacher." Pan Xi woke up and helped her forehead.
"It's you who wants to go, and it may be late if you are late." Malfoy reminded kindly.
"Then I will visit your office later." Pan Xiyi said reluctantly.
Pansy remembered that the next class was Sirius Black's potion class, which was also a newly taught class.
"Go ahead, my relative is not so good at talking."
"Okay, wait for me to find you in the office."
Malfoy narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl.
"Okay, ask questions." Pansy said angrily, and then ran out of the classroom briskly, glancing back at the moment he stepped forward.
Malfoy waved at her and motioned for her to leave quickly.
Then he turned his eyes back to the lecture table and began to prepare for the next class.
Classes are busy and will not be repeated, the fifth grade and sixth grade courses are different.
Another group of students poured into the classroom, and the fifth grade class also had acquaintances.
"Hello, Mr. Malfoy?"
"No, what should you call Professor Malfoy now?" The girl's peculiar hazy, ethereal voice came from the door of the classroom with a hint of humor.
Luna smiled, crossed the threshold, and walked to Malfoy's side briskly, leaning her head out from behind him, tilting her head and glancing at the lesson plan in front of him.
No matter from what angle it looks, it seems a little intimate, but at this time, the bell of the class sounds at the right time.
"Okay, don't ask me after class, I don't know anything." Luna blinked, her eyelashes flickered a few times, her white face was full of smiles, it seemed she had always been so happy.
"I think I should be fair to every student." Malfoy said politely, but the stiff tone seemed to be loosened by the girl's light tone.
"I wish you a smooth course." Malfoy clapped his hands gently.
"You too." Luna gently touched the earrings hanging on her right ear, then walked to the stage, found an empty seat and sat down, holding her cheek with one hand, and looked at her with gray eyes with interest. With this new teacher.
In fact, Malfoy changed little except for a robe.
He suddenly coughed a few words deliberately, after the same process, simple self-introduction and opening remarks.
Malfoy began teaching fifth grade students.
"Time is limited. Next, I want to introduce you to some evil creatures you might face in the future." He said.
"Maybe everything." Malfoy added.
After all, during the last holiday, he spent most of his time with the evil creatures.
In the future, Hogwarts students will fight Voldemort's men and will inevitably come into contact with them.
"I hope that all of you here will be able to remember their weaknesses when facing these creatures"
"The corpse is formed by using human corpses as raw materials and using magic curses as means. There is almost no wisdom, only the sense of smell of fresh human flesh, fearing that the fire curse can cause great damage to them."
"A vampire is a traditional evil creature that blood for a living... It is also a creature full of misunderstandings. They have a strong vitality. There is a saying, called Chu Yong, after some special means, you can put Some ordinary people become vampires."
Compared to being bitten by a werewolf, many literary works have a special liking for vampires. Romantic, poignant, gorgeous charm.
Muscle tendons are full of furry beasts and Gu Ying pity themselves, pale and sick and beautiful young men, who is more romantic at a glance.
But it is also an illusion of literary works. Vampires are not much better than werewolves. They do not see sunlight all day long and are not much better than otaku.
"As for the werewolves, I believe everyone has known and contacted each other."
"Next, I will simulate some creatures according to your abilities, and then respond appropriately according to the damage you have done to him."
As soon as the words fell, the students' desks began to melt, and the wooden materials turned into black mud for a time, and they collapsed into a ball on the ground, and then they coalesced again.
Several girls screamed and stood up from their seats, almost kicking their chairs.
A few emotions belong to fear, and most are nausea.
There is a sense of stench unique to the corpse, and a sense of coldness.
It must be said that at least it has surpassed most teachers, and many teachers need actual samples as experimental teaching ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Malfoy has been able to rely on deformation to perform almost complete simulation.
At this moment. Ginny’s subconscious used her bat spirit spell, and bats hit the corpse’s head, especially the eyes, hoping to interfere with his vision
They have almost no consciousness or perception, that is the privilege of the living alone.
In less than a second, the corpse rushed towards them without realizing it.
The corpses have no vision, and rely solely on the difference between the living and the deceased to spontaneously search for food-from their only remaining instinct.
Longing for blood, longing for fresh meat, longing for all living beings, longing to transform fresh life into their companions.
Some flames condensed into a rope of fire, tied around the waist of the corpse, some flames scattered into a hot ball of fire, a series of slamming towards the corpse, for a time, the classroom was filled with the smell of burnt flesh, "Zhi "Zi" sounded.
Superb Transfiguration simulates almost all characteristics, showing mastery skills.