Chapter 336: Professor Snape's class starts!

Gryffindor's fourth grade black magic defense class is on Thursday.
The next two days were flat and no accidents occurred.
Only Neville burned the crucible again in the potion class. This was his sixth crucible.
Professor Snape also jumped from the beginning, and now he said calmly: "Ah, how big is it."
Then he rudely fined Neville to stay in school this week, wiped the trophy in the trophy room one day, and helped Hagrid handle the work of the forbidden forest one day.
Strange to say, there are many similarities between the potion class and the herbal class, but Neville can get very good results in the herbal class, but in the potion class, it is extremely terrible, Snape glanced at him. , Can scare Neville trembling for half an hour.
"Professor, I heard that you are our black magic defense class professor now?" Draco Malfoy said with a smile as he was leaving the class.
It was obvious that the topic mentioned by Malfoy made Snape very happy.
The entire Hogwarts, who didn't know that Snape particularly wanted to teach the course of black magic defense, Snape was dissatisfied with every previous teacher of black magic defense.
I have to apply every year to be the professor of this course, and I am not approved by President Dumbledore every year.
Now that his wish for many years has finally been completed as he became vice president, he wished that on the first day this matter became a reality, he would grab everyone and announce it aloud.
If he didn't talk about it, it was that Jinyi was walking at night, and he was uncomfortable.
But he couldn't speak bluntly, otherwise what it would look like, it was as if he was a rare office.
Malfoy's indifferent pre-existence of this matter in the face of everyone made Snape feel sour all over. It was a soothing.
"It seems to be a little good to be Malfoy's godfather." Snape thought.
He swallowed his pride and said slightly: "Yes, starting this semester, in addition to continuing to be your professor of potions, I will also be your professor of defense in black magic."
As everyone knows, there is a smile on his face.
"I will really teach you how to resist all kinds of black magic and dangerous creatures. I am not comparable to your former professor Hanziko." Snape said.
Malfoy cooperated with a look of surprise.
after class.
Harry and Hermione stood side by side, and Harry said solemnly: "I didn't know that Malfoy and Snape had the ability to talk about cross talk, one gen (gen) and one teaser, but they would cooperate."
In any case, after Gryffindor and Slytherin fourth graders were waiting for Snape, Snape’s first black magic defense class arrived.
After having lunch on Thursday, the bell didn't ring, and fifty or sixty students were waiting in line outside Snape's classroom early.
This is really a black magic defense class torture me thousands of times, I will treat black magic defense class as my first love.
For more than ten years, all the professors in the black magic defense class have made sense in addition to last year's Professor Lu Ping. Other professors have hurt the hearts of Hogwarts students time and time again, let them down again and again. But every year, the most anticipated course is still the black magic defense class.
After all, the essence of magic can be learned in this course.
Those dazzling and powerful magics are only taught in this class.
When Professor Snape arrived, Shi Shiran followed Harry and Hermione behind him.
Seeing the class was about to begin, the others were already looking forward to the class and waiting at the door, but Harry looked indifferently hanging behind him. Snape didn't get angry.
how? Have an opinion for me? Or is the class I teach less appealing?
Harvard said in a voice that just made Snape hear: "Professor Snape started classes in class. Why is it that students are not old enough to learn black magic, and most of them are pretended, and an Awada Soul is good enough."
The flowers of Hermione's laugh tremble and pinch Harry hard, as if this could stop her laugh.
Snape moved quickly, away from Harry.
After the students entered the classroom, they took out their "Dark Power: Self-Defense Guide" and placed it on the table, sitting upright and waiting.
The atmosphere was very quiet, and everyone stared at Professor Snape.
It has been a few days since the start of the school, and they have learned from the students of other grades that Snape is taking this class. Although asked about this, those students who have already taken this class will be mysteriously kept. Secret, even if it doesn't say anything specific, but looking at them with respect and awe, they are already looking forward to it.
Harry and Hermione sat in the front row, empty in both rows.
Snape stepped onto the podium, watching Harry whispering while holding Hermione's little hand, and Hermione kept his eyes on Harry to make him focus, and Snape's angry teeth clacked.
Harry Potter is a hundred times worse than his old son!
This also made Snape's heart cruel: how dare I despise my black magic defense class so much, I must... make you convinced to take it orally!
He first glanced at the books on the table and said with a dark face: "First of all, your books are no longer needed."
A photo of "Dark Power: A Guide to Self-Defense" was taken by his wand.
"Bang"
A huge flame appeared, and the books were instantly burned to ashes.
The students looked at this scene in amazement.
Professor Snape said: "Now you do it yourself and burn your children's books clean."
Students look at me, I look at you, I don't know if I should listen to Snape.
"Why, didn't Professor Flitwick even teach you the Fireball Curse?"
"Of course not." I don't know who retorted.
Snape was silent, and the classroom was quiet.
After a while, someone whispered "Katun Huo Na Xin Nuo Chicken Juice", and randomly, dozens of flames were lit in the classroom one after another.
It can be seen that the fact of being forced to burn books makes students feel sad.
In the flames, their expressions are all like this: (ω).
One of the achievements in life is reached: burning textbooks!
"This kind of nonsense book is useless to read." Snape said.
Only Harry had some questions in the classroom, and if they had any questions, they would ask.
So Harry said, "Professor Snape, why are you burning my book?"
The book burned by Snape as an example was his book.
Snape said: "As the best student, is it not common to participate in the teacher's classroom interaction?"
"Ah, that's right~EbookFREE.me~ makes sense." Harry said with "admiration".
Snape walked over to the podium, sat down, and began to roll his name on the student list.
When the last classmate answered, Snape said: "I am very satisfied that none of you missed the class, because this class did not come, it was his huge loss."
"You should remember that last year, your werewolf professor Lupin asked me to give him a few lessons..." When talking about werewolf Lupin, Snape emphasized.
"So I am also very clear about your learning progress. You have some basic knowledge on how to deal with simple black magic animals-you have learned to deal with Bogut, Red Hat, Hinkopunk, Grindiro, Kaba and Werewolf Wait, right."
The students agreed with some complacency.
Looking at the smiles of the students who were satisfied with what they had learned, Snape couldn't help but show a hint of sarcasm and coldness: "But I want to say that you haven't learned enough, it's not enough! What you have learned is in my opinion, just The lowest level of knowledge."
"Not to mention flexible use!"
"Why, still unsatisfied?" Snape saw the grievances of the students below, he sneered: "It seems that I have wronged you."
"Since you all said that you learned the habits of werewolves and how to subdue them in the face of werewolves, then I ask you, now who dare to say that you have the ability to face a vicious werewolf?"
The society began to bow their heads guilty.
"You are now a fourteen-year-old wizard, and I dare say, I found a werewolf of your age. With only one wolf, you can be slaughtered clean, and all your necks are used by him with sharp claws. Cut your throat!"
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