Chapter 357 Reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts Class
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
"According to the Daily Prophet, this incident triggered an explosion in the Department of Mysteries, causing irreversible damage to a certain room."
Glenn glanced at the expression on Dumbledore's face and continued.
"Is there a possibility that that room was the place where the time turner was originally stored?"
Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully: "What you said makes sense. If we put it together in this way, maybe the truth is what you guessed."
"In this case, does it mean that Voldemort planned this invasion of the Ministry of Magic for the purpose of the time turner?"
"Of course, that's a strong possibility."
Dumbledore first agreed, and then said helplessly.
"In fact, I also tried to remind Connelly again about this incident, but you also know his character. Unless Voldemort himself appears in front of him, he will always find a way to deceive himself."
"To be honest, I no longer expect him to figure this out on his own." Glenn shrugged. "Rather than counting on the Ministry of Magic, we might as well put our energy into preparing for Voldemort's arrangements after his resurrection."
"That's right." Dumbledore showed a pleased smile. "After communicating with Mr. Merlin these days, I personally believe that even if Tom fully regains the power of his heyday, we may not be completely unable to deal with him."
"Is Mr. Merlin still at Hogwarts?"
"Such a legendary magician cannot stay in this small office all the time." Dumbledore smiled and shook his head. "After he recovered some soul power, he left before the start of school to find ways to deal with Mo. Jiana’s method.”
"I see. Fortunately, I got his help. Otherwise, it would be too dangerous to deal with a dark lord who is about to return and a top dark wizard who has been around for thousands of years." Glenn couldn't help but sigh.
Dumbledore glanced at him with a smile and pointed to the clock on the wall: "If there is nothing else, I suggest you hurry up and return to Potions class, otherwise Severus will complain to me again. .”
"If you had called us here at another time, instead of when Professor Snape was in class, I believe he would not have any complaints." Glenn couldn't help but complain, "After all, although what you just said is important, But it’s not so urgent, right?”
A hint of cunning flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, and he said with a smile: "You know, because of Sirius and Remus, Severus has been in a strong mood recently, but it's hard for him to get angry with me directly. It will take a long time. It’s not good after all.”
"So you let me be the target of venting your anger?" Glenn looked helplessly at the old fox's smiling face, and in his heart ten thousand hippogriffs were running past.
When the two returned to Potions class, the air pressure in the entire underground classroom was much lower than when they left. Glenn returned to Marcos and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Why is the atmosphere so weird?"
Marcos was about to explain, but he didn't know what he saw, and quickly lowered his head to stir the potion in the crucible.The next second, a piece of chalk accurately focused on the back of Glenn's head.
"If you can't abide by the classroom disciplines, Ollivander, you might as well go back to the principal's office now!" Professor Snape's cold voice came.
Glenn shrank his neck and did not dare to look back. He and Marcos continued to finish the calming potion for the two of them, and did not dare to say another letter until the bell rang.
Fortunately, the person who got into trouble was Glenn. If it had been Harry, let alone a piece of chalk, even if a copy of "Intermediate Potion Making" flew over, it would not be impossible, and maybe he would have to give it again. Gryffindor deducted ten points and eight points, which means a lot.
Two back-to-back Potions classes made the fourth-year students in the two houses suffer a lot. Even a happy lunch time could not soothe their wounded hearts.
"You know, Glenn, after you left, Snape stood behind me for five minutes. He was so scared that my legs went weak."
After sitting down at the long Ravenclaw table, Marcos couldn't help but complain.
"Just be content!" Eddie patted him on the shoulder, "Fortunately you didn't make any mistakes, otherwise we would have had points deducted in the first class of the new semester. Look at Hufflepuff, just because of Stella When Binns stirred, he missed half a turn and lost five points."
He pointed at the large hourglass that recorded the House Cup scores. Hufflepuff had obviously fewer colored gems than the other three houses.
"I don't know what medicine Snape took today because he was more irritable than before." Marietta was obviously one of the victims.
"Okay, stop complaining," Qiu said, "Hurry up and eat, we have Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon."
"Believe me, this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class will definitely be much better than last year!" Eddie said confidently, "Especially Professor Black, who is the first person in history to escape from Azkaban."
Marietta shook her head repeatedly: "Although Professor Black is also very powerful, he still can't compare with Professor Lockhart. Think about it, he has so many legendary experiences!"
Throughout lunch, the two had a heated debate on the topic of "Who is more powerful, Professor Black or Professor Lockhart?"Both sides remained firm in their stance, and it was not until they finished eating and arrived at the door of the classroom on the third floor that the situation came to an end.
But judging from their angry looks, it was obvious that neither one could convince the other.
Everyone walked into the classroom and took out textbooks, notebooks and quills as usual.
"Why didn't you bring anything?" Qiu noticed that Glenn's desk was empty and couldn't help frowning, "Forget it, use mine."
She said, pushing her book over.
Glenn smiled and shook his head and said, "Believe me, you will have to put these away soon."
Before he finished speaking, footsteps were heard outside the door, and Sirius and Lupine walked into the classroom.
After briefly introducing himself, Sirius glanced at the neat papers and pens on everyone's desk and shook his head.
He pulled out his wand and waved it lightly, and everyone's textbooks and notebooks jumped up and went back into their bags.
"Please remember that in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the only necessity is your wand."
This hand obviously calmed everyone present except Glenn, even though they had seen Patricia, who had a fairly good teaching level, more than Harry and others in the third grade.
"Practical class, this is a reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts class."
Glenn turned his head and glanced at Qiu, with a "look what I just said" expression on his face, and whispered.
Glenn glanced at the expression on Dumbledore's face and continued.
"Is there a possibility that that room was the place where the time turner was originally stored?"
Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully: "What you said makes sense. If we put it together in this way, maybe the truth is what you guessed."
"In this case, does it mean that Voldemort planned this invasion of the Ministry of Magic for the purpose of the time turner?"
"Of course, that's a strong possibility."
Dumbledore first agreed, and then said helplessly.
"In fact, I also tried to remind Connelly again about this incident, but you also know his character. Unless Voldemort himself appears in front of him, he will always find a way to deceive himself."
"To be honest, I no longer expect him to figure this out on his own." Glenn shrugged. "Rather than counting on the Ministry of Magic, we might as well put our energy into preparing for Voldemort's arrangements after his resurrection."
"That's right." Dumbledore showed a pleased smile. "After communicating with Mr. Merlin these days, I personally believe that even if Tom fully regains the power of his heyday, we may not be completely unable to deal with him."
"Is Mr. Merlin still at Hogwarts?"
"Such a legendary magician cannot stay in this small office all the time." Dumbledore smiled and shook his head. "After he recovered some soul power, he left before the start of school to find ways to deal with Mo. Jiana’s method.”
"I see. Fortunately, I got his help. Otherwise, it would be too dangerous to deal with a dark lord who is about to return and a top dark wizard who has been around for thousands of years." Glenn couldn't help but sigh.
Dumbledore glanced at him with a smile and pointed to the clock on the wall: "If there is nothing else, I suggest you hurry up and return to Potions class, otherwise Severus will complain to me again. .”
"If you had called us here at another time, instead of when Professor Snape was in class, I believe he would not have any complaints." Glenn couldn't help but complain, "After all, although what you just said is important, But it’s not so urgent, right?”
A hint of cunning flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, and he said with a smile: "You know, because of Sirius and Remus, Severus has been in a strong mood recently, but it's hard for him to get angry with me directly. It will take a long time. It’s not good after all.”
"So you let me be the target of venting your anger?" Glenn looked helplessly at the old fox's smiling face, and in his heart ten thousand hippogriffs were running past.
When the two returned to Potions class, the air pressure in the entire underground classroom was much lower than when they left. Glenn returned to Marcos and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Why is the atmosphere so weird?"
Marcos was about to explain, but he didn't know what he saw, and quickly lowered his head to stir the potion in the crucible.The next second, a piece of chalk accurately focused on the back of Glenn's head.
"If you can't abide by the classroom disciplines, Ollivander, you might as well go back to the principal's office now!" Professor Snape's cold voice came.
Glenn shrank his neck and did not dare to look back. He and Marcos continued to finish the calming potion for the two of them, and did not dare to say another letter until the bell rang.
Fortunately, the person who got into trouble was Glenn. If it had been Harry, let alone a piece of chalk, even if a copy of "Intermediate Potion Making" flew over, it would not be impossible, and maybe he would have to give it again. Gryffindor deducted ten points and eight points, which means a lot.
Two back-to-back Potions classes made the fourth-year students in the two houses suffer a lot. Even a happy lunch time could not soothe their wounded hearts.
"You know, Glenn, after you left, Snape stood behind me for five minutes. He was so scared that my legs went weak."
After sitting down at the long Ravenclaw table, Marcos couldn't help but complain.
"Just be content!" Eddie patted him on the shoulder, "Fortunately you didn't make any mistakes, otherwise we would have had points deducted in the first class of the new semester. Look at Hufflepuff, just because of Stella When Binns stirred, he missed half a turn and lost five points."
He pointed at the large hourglass that recorded the House Cup scores. Hufflepuff had obviously fewer colored gems than the other three houses.
"I don't know what medicine Snape took today because he was more irritable than before." Marietta was obviously one of the victims.
"Okay, stop complaining," Qiu said, "Hurry up and eat, we have Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon."
"Believe me, this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class will definitely be much better than last year!" Eddie said confidently, "Especially Professor Black, who is the first person in history to escape from Azkaban."
Marietta shook her head repeatedly: "Although Professor Black is also very powerful, he still can't compare with Professor Lockhart. Think about it, he has so many legendary experiences!"
Throughout lunch, the two had a heated debate on the topic of "Who is more powerful, Professor Black or Professor Lockhart?"Both sides remained firm in their stance, and it was not until they finished eating and arrived at the door of the classroom on the third floor that the situation came to an end.
But judging from their angry looks, it was obvious that neither one could convince the other.
Everyone walked into the classroom and took out textbooks, notebooks and quills as usual.
"Why didn't you bring anything?" Qiu noticed that Glenn's desk was empty and couldn't help frowning, "Forget it, use mine."
She said, pushing her book over.
Glenn smiled and shook his head and said, "Believe me, you will have to put these away soon."
Before he finished speaking, footsteps were heard outside the door, and Sirius and Lupine walked into the classroom.
After briefly introducing himself, Sirius glanced at the neat papers and pens on everyone's desk and shook his head.
He pulled out his wand and waved it lightly, and everyone's textbooks and notebooks jumped up and went back into their bags.
"Please remember that in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the only necessity is your wand."
This hand obviously calmed everyone present except Glenn, even though they had seen Patricia, who had a fairly good teaching level, more than Harry and others in the third grade.
"Practical class, this is a reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts class."
Glenn turned his head and glanced at Qiu, with a "look what I just said" expression on his face, and whispered.
