Chapter 432 Sirius' Dismissal
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Every Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will add his own characteristics to the classroom. Sirius' classroom is full of extravagance and mischievous fun at a glance.
Sunlight pours into the classroom through the windows, and there are glazed lamps on the walls.
After the students were seated, Sirius tidied up his clothes without haste.
"Before I start this class, I have a few words to say to you."
Sirius looked very personable, with curly hair and a sexy beard.
"I'll never forget the first time I stepped through the gates of the castle."
Looking at the immature faces, Sirius seemed to return to his school days.
"When I was in school, I was not a good kid. On the contrary, I was probably more naughty than you guys know."
He leaned back against the table in a relaxed and comfortable posture, and his eyes swept over Harry.
Harry met his godfather's eyes, and the emotion ran through their hearts.
"At that time, we were similar to you. The mysterious man ran his own team outside, and his threat was always hanging in the magical world."
"Defense Against the Dark Arts is a very important course, not only because it requires grades in many professions, but also because at certain moments, a little more knowledge can save your life."
He was talking, and the students listened attentively.
They are very interested in this legendary professor.
In the third year, Sirius Black was still an escaped prisoner, and he made the whole of Hogwarts need to live in panic.
But it was also that year, they knew that Sirius was wronged.
Spent 12 years in Azkaban.
People have greater empathy for tragic heroes.
Sirius had fought against the Dark Lord, was trusted by a good friend, was betrayed by another good friend, and was imprisoned unjustly.
If his story is a book, it must be a bestseller.
The students listened intently to Sirius using the knowledge of Defense Against the Dark Arts to save his life from Death Eaters several times, and to his good brother James, who was a man of the hour in his student days.
"That's the end of the story, it's time for us to go back to class."
This short story has won the favor of many students for Sirius.
"One thing first," Sirius didn't ask to take out the textbook, nor started the lecture, but called a name, "Mr. Malfoy."
Malfoy didn't listen carefully at first, and he didn't react when he heard the sudden call to himself.
"Draco Malfoy," Sirius called again, this time with emphasis.
Malfoy cut, and glanced lazily, "What is it?"
Harry also wondered what Sirius asked Malfoy to do, after all, they only met once at the Ministry of Magic.
And it's not a good thing.
The students also wondered what Malfoy had done.
"Twenty points deducted from Slytherin."
When Sirius opened his mouth, everyone was stunned.
Malfoy even shuddered from that lazy state, he stared at Sirius unkindly, and said with a strange tone: "It's not that you can deduct points for no reason as a professor, Professor Black."
Unfortunately, as the former Hogwarts tyrant, Sirius was also a generous person.
He stared at Malfoy's unconvinced face, and said, "You attacked Harry Potter on the train yesterday, how about that as a reason?"
Harry was stunned, not expecting that his godfather was venting his anger on him.
Malfoy frowned, and said coldly: "I will find Professor Snape and tell him about it."
"Whatever you want." Sirius said casually, "You can sit down now."
Just as he motioned for Malfoy to sit down, Malfoy launched a yin and yang attack on Harry.
"Potter, your godfather really loves you, you can go to complain again."
Harry stared back unconvinced, "Shut up, Malfoy."
"Malfoy ignores classroom discipline, and another 5 points will be deducted."
The language of Malfoy's retaliation was held back in his mouth, and he sat down with a cold snort.
The Slytherins glared at Sirius, while the Gryffindors looked at Sirius adoringly.
Once upon a time, they were deducted too much by Snape.
How cool it would be to have someone clean up Slytherins now.
John narrowed his eyes.
Is this Sirius' downfall?
It seems that the other party is going to support Gryffindor.
Kill the chicken to make an example to the monkey, use Malfoy as the chicken, who is the monkey?
John stared at Sirius with a half-smile, he leaned back on the chair casually, he didn't even need to attend the lecture.
Reasonably speaking, judging from Slughorn's employment requirements, Sirius fits the current situation very well.
A war hero who once fought against the Dark Lord as a professor, no one knows Voldemort's methods better than him.
And Sirius does qualify as capital for this class.
Whether it is the experience of fighting Voldemort and the Death Eaters, or he was also an excellent student at Hogwarts.
None of this prevents him from becoming a professor.
But this attitude is very interesting.
This defense against the dark arts class naturally has to learn unusual things.
Among them, there is the silent spell that Oz mentioned last school year.
"Now you are divided into two groups, one tries to cast a spell on the other, but is not allowed to say it, and the other is also trying to defend, but also not to say it."
Sirius quickly entered the course and began to practice.
Malfoy walked over directly, provoking a wave of hatred for Harry's provocation, "Potter, are you going to hide behind your godfather?"
"Malfoy," Harry came out, his eyes blazing, and he picked Malfoy as his partner.
Not only that, under the leadership of Malfoy, Gryffindor, who was so happy just now, is in trouble now.
All the Slytherin students went to Gryffindor, and even Hermione was found by Daphne.
"Nice defense, Miss Granger, add 5 points."
"Keep down, I can hear you chanting the mantra."
"Longbottom, add 5 points."
"Brace, I said don't read it out, deduct 5 points."
Next, Sirius turned into a ruthless point-adding and deducting machine.
Malfoy flicked Harry's wand away, and there was nothing wrong with Sirius.
But he cast another jinx, which resulted in a 10 point penalty for Slytherin
John didn't move, not even lift his eyelids.
He ran his fingers over the ring. No one dared to overreach to find John.
Seeing his special status, Sirius couldn't ignore it.
"Wick, it seems that you think you have mastered this skill."
"You can understand that."
As soon as the sound came out, the audience was silent.
John directly admitted with a smile.
He walked slowly, casually glanced at the students present, "Let me go."
The students who were still practicing broke up.
He drew his wand gently and slowly.
"Since the professor doesn't believe it, let's take the test."
His voice is casual, yet undeniable.
"Let's see if I can pass the silent spell. If you are rewarded..." John glanced at Sirius' left rib and moved to his face, and said lightly, "I will have the right to freedom in class from now on."
As soon as this remark came out, the students held their breath.
John actually provoked the professor directly?
This has never happened before.
Oh, no, there was in the fourth grade, but it was also outside the classroom.
During the class, John has always listened carefully to the class.
It seems that Sirius pissed off John by deducting points from Slytherin.
Malfoy was exceptionally excited, and Harry stood up, rubbing his head.
Ron opened his mouth wide and was sent flying by Goyle's loud spell.
Daphne and Hermione were surrounded by flames, and the two girls' mouths were like glue, spelling spells with each other without saying a word.
John waved his wand and chuckled, "Don't let your students down, Professor."
"John Wick, you don't seem to be very respectful at school." Sirius slowly drew out his wand.
"I only respect people who deserve respect." John grinned.
He didn't recite the mantra, the white light turned into lightning, and streaked across the ground, leaving two traces of flying stones.
Sirius stared.
This is the second blow of the wizarding world.
He cast the Iron Armor Charm, and the white light hit him, bending his wand.
"It's your turn, professor."
After one blow, John remained motionless and gestured to Sirius.
The posture of the king, as if the opponent is the challenger.
Sirius had a serious expression on his face, and the tingling sensation along the tip of the staff let him know that he had lost the confrontation just now.
In order to win back, Sirius retaliated in the same way.
A red light flew from the wand.
Sirius attacked with all his might.
The red light was streaked with lightning, and the moment he approached John, John waved his wand lightly.
The bright silver armor flashed by, making Sirius look dignified.
"What a brilliant iron armor curse." Sirius couldn't help sinking his heart when he saw the bright silver armor.
This kid's strength is astonishing, he doesn't look like a student at all.
Compared with the power of the Iron Armor Curse, what is more surprising is the level of John's silent spell.
He had only seen such a level of silent spellcasting in Voldemort and Dumbledore.
Looking at John complicatedly, he said, "Excellent silent spell, 5 points for Slytherin."
Despite his reluctance, such a spell still made Sirius want to applaud.
John smiled slightly, turned around and left gracefully.
He proved with his strength that the significance of this class to him is only in the final year's exam.
No one will feel that there is anything wrong.
Even professors.
...
Sunlight pours into the classroom through the windows, and there are glazed lamps on the walls.
After the students were seated, Sirius tidied up his clothes without haste.
"Before I start this class, I have a few words to say to you."
Sirius looked very personable, with curly hair and a sexy beard.
"I'll never forget the first time I stepped through the gates of the castle."
Looking at the immature faces, Sirius seemed to return to his school days.
"When I was in school, I was not a good kid. On the contrary, I was probably more naughty than you guys know."
He leaned back against the table in a relaxed and comfortable posture, and his eyes swept over Harry.
Harry met his godfather's eyes, and the emotion ran through their hearts.
"At that time, we were similar to you. The mysterious man ran his own team outside, and his threat was always hanging in the magical world."
"Defense Against the Dark Arts is a very important course, not only because it requires grades in many professions, but also because at certain moments, a little more knowledge can save your life."
He was talking, and the students listened attentively.
They are very interested in this legendary professor.
In the third year, Sirius Black was still an escaped prisoner, and he made the whole of Hogwarts need to live in panic.
But it was also that year, they knew that Sirius was wronged.
Spent 12 years in Azkaban.
People have greater empathy for tragic heroes.
Sirius had fought against the Dark Lord, was trusted by a good friend, was betrayed by another good friend, and was imprisoned unjustly.
If his story is a book, it must be a bestseller.
The students listened intently to Sirius using the knowledge of Defense Against the Dark Arts to save his life from Death Eaters several times, and to his good brother James, who was a man of the hour in his student days.
"That's the end of the story, it's time for us to go back to class."
This short story has won the favor of many students for Sirius.
"One thing first," Sirius didn't ask to take out the textbook, nor started the lecture, but called a name, "Mr. Malfoy."
Malfoy didn't listen carefully at first, and he didn't react when he heard the sudden call to himself.
"Draco Malfoy," Sirius called again, this time with emphasis.
Malfoy cut, and glanced lazily, "What is it?"
Harry also wondered what Sirius asked Malfoy to do, after all, they only met once at the Ministry of Magic.
And it's not a good thing.
The students also wondered what Malfoy had done.
"Twenty points deducted from Slytherin."
When Sirius opened his mouth, everyone was stunned.
Malfoy even shuddered from that lazy state, he stared at Sirius unkindly, and said with a strange tone: "It's not that you can deduct points for no reason as a professor, Professor Black."
Unfortunately, as the former Hogwarts tyrant, Sirius was also a generous person.
He stared at Malfoy's unconvinced face, and said, "You attacked Harry Potter on the train yesterday, how about that as a reason?"
Harry was stunned, not expecting that his godfather was venting his anger on him.
Malfoy frowned, and said coldly: "I will find Professor Snape and tell him about it."
"Whatever you want." Sirius said casually, "You can sit down now."
Just as he motioned for Malfoy to sit down, Malfoy launched a yin and yang attack on Harry.
"Potter, your godfather really loves you, you can go to complain again."
Harry stared back unconvinced, "Shut up, Malfoy."
"Malfoy ignores classroom discipline, and another 5 points will be deducted."
The language of Malfoy's retaliation was held back in his mouth, and he sat down with a cold snort.
The Slytherins glared at Sirius, while the Gryffindors looked at Sirius adoringly.
Once upon a time, they were deducted too much by Snape.
How cool it would be to have someone clean up Slytherins now.
John narrowed his eyes.
Is this Sirius' downfall?
It seems that the other party is going to support Gryffindor.
Kill the chicken to make an example to the monkey, use Malfoy as the chicken, who is the monkey?
John stared at Sirius with a half-smile, he leaned back on the chair casually, he didn't even need to attend the lecture.
Reasonably speaking, judging from Slughorn's employment requirements, Sirius fits the current situation very well.
A war hero who once fought against the Dark Lord as a professor, no one knows Voldemort's methods better than him.
And Sirius does qualify as capital for this class.
Whether it is the experience of fighting Voldemort and the Death Eaters, or he was also an excellent student at Hogwarts.
None of this prevents him from becoming a professor.
But this attitude is very interesting.
This defense against the dark arts class naturally has to learn unusual things.
Among them, there is the silent spell that Oz mentioned last school year.
"Now you are divided into two groups, one tries to cast a spell on the other, but is not allowed to say it, and the other is also trying to defend, but also not to say it."
Sirius quickly entered the course and began to practice.
Malfoy walked over directly, provoking a wave of hatred for Harry's provocation, "Potter, are you going to hide behind your godfather?"
"Malfoy," Harry came out, his eyes blazing, and he picked Malfoy as his partner.
Not only that, under the leadership of Malfoy, Gryffindor, who was so happy just now, is in trouble now.
All the Slytherin students went to Gryffindor, and even Hermione was found by Daphne.
"Nice defense, Miss Granger, add 5 points."
"Keep down, I can hear you chanting the mantra."
"Longbottom, add 5 points."
"Brace, I said don't read it out, deduct 5 points."
Next, Sirius turned into a ruthless point-adding and deducting machine.
Malfoy flicked Harry's wand away, and there was nothing wrong with Sirius.
But he cast another jinx, which resulted in a 10 point penalty for Slytherin
John didn't move, not even lift his eyelids.
He ran his fingers over the ring. No one dared to overreach to find John.
Seeing his special status, Sirius couldn't ignore it.
"Wick, it seems that you think you have mastered this skill."
"You can understand that."
As soon as the sound came out, the audience was silent.
John directly admitted with a smile.
He walked slowly, casually glanced at the students present, "Let me go."
The students who were still practicing broke up.
He drew his wand gently and slowly.
"Since the professor doesn't believe it, let's take the test."
His voice is casual, yet undeniable.
"Let's see if I can pass the silent spell. If you are rewarded..." John glanced at Sirius' left rib and moved to his face, and said lightly, "I will have the right to freedom in class from now on."
As soon as this remark came out, the students held their breath.
John actually provoked the professor directly?
This has never happened before.
Oh, no, there was in the fourth grade, but it was also outside the classroom.
During the class, John has always listened carefully to the class.
It seems that Sirius pissed off John by deducting points from Slytherin.
Malfoy was exceptionally excited, and Harry stood up, rubbing his head.
Ron opened his mouth wide and was sent flying by Goyle's loud spell.
Daphne and Hermione were surrounded by flames, and the two girls' mouths were like glue, spelling spells with each other without saying a word.
John waved his wand and chuckled, "Don't let your students down, Professor."
"John Wick, you don't seem to be very respectful at school." Sirius slowly drew out his wand.
"I only respect people who deserve respect." John grinned.
He didn't recite the mantra, the white light turned into lightning, and streaked across the ground, leaving two traces of flying stones.
Sirius stared.
This is the second blow of the wizarding world.
He cast the Iron Armor Charm, and the white light hit him, bending his wand.
"It's your turn, professor."
After one blow, John remained motionless and gestured to Sirius.
The posture of the king, as if the opponent is the challenger.
Sirius had a serious expression on his face, and the tingling sensation along the tip of the staff let him know that he had lost the confrontation just now.
In order to win back, Sirius retaliated in the same way.
A red light flew from the wand.
Sirius attacked with all his might.
The red light was streaked with lightning, and the moment he approached John, John waved his wand lightly.
The bright silver armor flashed by, making Sirius look dignified.
"What a brilliant iron armor curse." Sirius couldn't help sinking his heart when he saw the bright silver armor.
This kid's strength is astonishing, he doesn't look like a student at all.
Compared with the power of the Iron Armor Curse, what is more surprising is the level of John's silent spell.
He had only seen such a level of silent spellcasting in Voldemort and Dumbledore.
Looking at John complicatedly, he said, "Excellent silent spell, 5 points for Slytherin."
Despite his reluctance, such a spell still made Sirius want to applaud.
John smiled slightly, turned around and left gracefully.
He proved with his strength that the significance of this class to him is only in the final year's exam.
No one will feel that there is anything wrong.
Even professors.
...
