Chapter 20 Defense Against the Dark Arts Lesson

Potions class has a twist when a student is covered in scabies and sent to Madam Pomfrey.

Professor Snape completely transformed into the Roaring Emperor. From the first row of tables to the last row, basically everyone was scolded by him, including the Slytherin snakes.

Robert felt so tired. Snape's startled voice turned Stebbins into a frightened little beast. He always wanted to throw something into the crucible, even if Robert told him that they had succeeded, as long as he waited until he finished stirring. , just bottle the potion.

But this guy didn't know what he was thinking. He always thought that it was because Robert didn't want him to complete the potion.

"Please! I want to finish this potion! Even if it's just this one! Wow..." Stebbins wailed.

Robert ignored him and waved his wand over the crucible. The potion turned red. He put the potion into the potion bottle and capped the bottle, which declared that the potion was successfully prepared.

At this time, Snape came over. He looked at Robert's potion and said nothing. Just when he was about to leave, Stebbins did something that surprised both of them.

I saw this little badger with a snot-bubbled nose pulling out the cork on the medicine bottle, pouring the medicine back into the crucible, lighting the fire, and throwing a whole porcupine quill in, all in one move without hesitation.

Robert swallowed, picked up his bottle of still-warm potion, turned around and ran away.

"Chi...Boom!!" The crucible exploded, and all the medicine inside exploded into the sky. The blue liquid fell from the sky and smeared on the face of Professor Snape, who was stunned with his eyes wide open in surprise.

quiet……

Robert took a breath, his partner was the real protagonist!

He actually dared to make Professor Snape look like he had failed the potion in front of two young wizards from the academy!

The subsequent Potions class was simply a history of blood and tears for the little badgers. Professor Snape fully made them realize what a truly poisonous tongue is.

Although Robert would practice in the Room of Requirement to ensure that he would not make mistakes, he couldn't handle having a partner who was crazy about risking his own life!

"Sorry, Robert, I boiled the cauldron again!" cried a honey badger.

In view of this person's level of seeking death, Robert has decided to classify him as a honey badger and keep his distance awkwardly but politely.

This resulted in Robert's Potions class being extremely busy because the honey badger kept doing it incorrectly.

Yes, in view of Stebbins' outstanding performance in the first class, he was required to make potions by himself in this semester's potions class, including cleaning, cutting, and boiling medicinal materials.

After one school year, Robert was extremely lucky that he was still young, otherwise his hairline would be worrying.

However, this is not the most desperate.

If Snape brought mental pressure to the young wizards, then the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor made them deeply aware of what would happen if the curse was not turned into instinct.

In the first class, the guy who calls himself Stan, yes, he has the same name as a bus conductor, tells the little wizards with a serious face that if they don’t be extra vigilant, they will definitely stay in this class. Lower your body, just like that Professor Binns.

According to "Hogwarts: A School History", Professor Binns fell asleep in front of the fireplace in the staff room and forgot to bring his body to class the next morning. This has almost become a joke.

Therefore, when Professor Stan released a lot of livid little monsters with a serious expression, Robert was confused.

Wait, wait!

Are you sure your name is Stan and not Gilderoy or Lockhart? !

Why you choose the course assistant is one! Sample! of! ! !

"Come on, rookies." Professor Stan said. He just leaned on the armchair next to the podium, as comfortable as if he was drinking afternoon tea. If he didn't hold the wand in his left hand, "You have all afternoon." When dealing with them, remember that you will need to be very, very skilled at using spells to defeat them."

Elf, classification level of Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures of the Ministry of Magic: XXX, mostly found in Cornwall, England, is livid in color, eight inches tall, very naughty, likes to play pranks, has no wings and can fly. Their favorite prank is to pick up unsuspecting people by their ears and then throw them onto treetops and rooftops.

This creature is mentioned in the book Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, explaining that it is viviparous.

In short, their mischievous nature was born in the womb.

Robert thought very unkindly of the Weasley twins.

Then he was silent for a moment, and dodged a book flying towards him with brisk steps.

Why would anyone read A Thousand Magic Herbs and Mushrooms in Defense Against the Dark Arts classes!

Robert felt that this might be because Professor Sprout was so popular with his classmates that he couldn't help but read this book even in other professors' classes.

Definitely not scared by Professor Snape!

The first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson left a shadow on the little wizards. With their hair covered in bruises and their ears red, almost all of them ran to Madam Pomfrey crying and asked for a certificate of elf allergy. The madam, who was already somewhat ill-tempered, was completely offended.

She grabbed the ears of every little wizard who came for treatment and applied potion on them, which made them cry in pain.

Fortunately, Professor Stan just gave these naughty brats a warning. In the second class, he just talked about the dangers of those magical creatures based on the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".

Just when the little wizards were relieved, Professor Stan walked into the classroom carrying some things, which reminded the little wizards of the fear of being dominated by elves.

"This is the Foxy." Stan introduced. He opened the black cloth covering the cage. There were several animals covered in black fluff, with human-like appearances, but with an extra pair of hands and feet. They were very small and behind them A creature with a pair of gleaming curved wings and two rows of sharp teeth in its mouth.

Stan did not open the cage as soon as he came up. On the contrary, he hit the birdcage rhythmically with his wand. The vixen inside seemed to be very afraid of him, hugging each other and huddled in the corner, shivering.

Speaking of which, during the first class, the elf did not dare to approach the professor.

"These are magical creatures that are common in homes. They are pests that breed in the home and live in curtains. Generally, we use vixenicide to eliminate them." Professor Stein said, and took out a huge wooden barrel. "Everyone comes up and gets a bottle of antidote."

The little wizards instantly stiffened.

"Why are you dazing, come up!" Professor Stan shouted impatiently, "Robert!"

Robert was the first to be named. He stepped forward without any pressure and took out a red antidote from the barrel.

"Very good, now, use the spell you know, any spell, to defeat them!" Stan pulled up the birdcage - it was empty underneath, and pointed it at Robert, and the three vixens rushed out of the birdcage in a panic. Coming towards Robert's face.