Chapter 246 Harry’s Mission

Who is Geno Luthor?

This question was on everyone's mind the moment the boy's name appeared in the hall.

Some people learned from gossip that this young man did not seem to have gone through systematic magic learning.

Some people also say that this guy's actual identity is actually a bard.

Regardless of people's opinions, most young wizards are tinged with pessimism.

It's over, this time the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will probably be an ignorant guy again.

This sentence is what most little wizards have in mind.

Maybe it's because the curse of the magic professor is getting more and more popular.

But anyone with some strength would not go to Hogwarts to take this damn position.

"Hello everyone, my name is Geno Luther."

The boy's soft voice made many little witches silently remember this young professor in their hearts.

Putting aside his abilities, at the very least, this professor looks handsome and has a nice voice.

"In the new semester, I will serve as your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

The young man opened his mouth to complain, but it caused an uproar.

Although everyone had already speculated, it was another thing to actually hear the admission.

"This semester." Jino smiled and opened his right hand.

As the boy swung his right hand, a bright blue light curtain as bright as the Milky Way bloomed from his palm like thousands of shooting stars, and then opened up as if it was instantly magnified.

"Uh-huh!"

A brilliant river like the Milky Way flows leisurely throughout the auditorium.

Everyone is watching and admiring in unison.

"Oh My God!"

"So beautiful!"

"What magic is that?"

Everyone's eyes widened at the magic shown by Gino.

"How did he do that?"

"He didn't even use a wand!"

Discussions and praises are endless.

"Dumbledore."

Different from the excitement of the young wizards, Professor Flitwick, who was short in stature and taught the Charms class, had a solemn face: "If what I just saw is correct, he used a strange magic without even needing a spell."

"I would rather call his performance strength." Dumbledore smiled, but his eyes were fixed on Gino's profile.

…

The party is over.

But it can be expected that the name Geno Luther will appear in everyone's hearts.

On the way back to the dormitory, Ron caught up with Hermione and Harry: "Everyone, what do you think?"

"This new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"I think we can look forward to his performance."

Harry shook his head, obviously thinking that he could expect something from Gino.

"I'm curious. Professor Luther seems to have never used magic spells or wands."

Hermione, known as Miss Know-It-All, shook her head with curiosity on her face: "I really want to know, how did he do it?"

The three of them were discussing as they moved towards the steps, but the bright moonlight was shining through the window.

The blond boy I saw in the hall before was raising his hand to examine a blue Rubik's Cube.

"Um?"

As if aware of the gazes of the three little ones, Jino flipped his right hand and put the Rubik's Cube into his space pocket.

"Good evening, you three." Jino tilted his head and greeted the three of them with a smile.

"Uh, hello, Professor Gino."

Hermione swallowed nervously.

"Well, by the way, I just applied with Professor McGonagall. Since Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts course is too far behind, I specifically applied to the school for additional classes."

The young man has a happy expression.

"On Saturdays every week."

"I forgot to inform the prefects about this." Jino yawned, stared at the three of them and said, "So, can you please help me forward it to each college?"

"For example, Harry goes to Slytherin House."

"Hermione and Ron will inform the other three houses."

The young man's eyes fell on Harry, and he chuckled and said, "If you do well, I can consider granting one of your wishes."

"Tong, notification?"

Harry had a strange expression and stammered: "Lu, Professor Luthor, I don't think I can go to Slytherin House to inform the news."

What a joke, even the headmaster of Slytherin House wants to deduct his house points every day.

Not to mention those hypocritical little snakes.

While thinking about it, Malfoy's appearance flashed through Harry's mind, and the look of disgust on his face became even stronger.

[Negative emotions from Harry Potter +100, +100...]

"Don't refuse just yet, Harry."

Before Harry could refuse, Gino approached the boy with a smile: "What I mean by wish fulfillment is any wish."

He lowered his body and said in Harry's ear in a voice that only two people could hear: "It's easy even for me to resurrect your dead parents."

"Of course, the premise is that you need to trust me."

Gino stood up with a smile and patted Harry on the shoulder: "Go ahead, I believe you will have a good dream tonight."

After saying these words, the young man's figure disappeared like water waves, as if what he stood under the moonlight just now was just a pool of running water.

"Harry?"

Gino had already left, but Harry's face was paler than before.

But upon closer inspection, the slightly trembling arms showed that his heart was not as calm as it seemed.

The simple words caused an uproar in the boy's heart.

"What did he say to you?"

Looking at Harry's look, Hermione also looked worried.

"No, it's nothing. Tomorrow is Saturday." Harry shook his head slightly, his eyes firm: "I must tell Slytherin House the news."

Harry turned and rushed towards Slytherin House, leaving behind his two companions who were looking at each other.

He had a hunch in his heart that Professor Luther would not lie to him.

That man gave off a calm and reliable feeling even when he was standing there.

For no reason, Harry walked around the corridor and headed towards Slytherin House's underwater dormitory.

"Snapped."

Holding the dark escalator in hand, Harry walked through the ghostly corridors of Slytherin House. The snake head pattern on the wall always attracted attention.

"Damn, I don't know the password to their academy lounge yet."

Harry was a little annoyed, he should have found out more before coming over.

"Yo yo yo, isn't this Harry Potter?"

Before the boy could recover, a strange voice sounded from behind him.

In the past, Harry would have been disgusted when he heard this sound, but now he had never imagined that it was so pleasant.

The boy turned around and saw a boy with blond hair standing not far away with two tall and bloated boys.

"Tell me, Harry Potter, what are you doing here in Slytherin if you don't go back to your dormitory so late?"

Malfoy stared at Harry suspiciously, trying to read the answer on the boy's face.

But Harry's face just looked extremely pale. He took a deep breath and said, "Malfoy, Professor Luther asked me to tell you to inform all students in this year that he still has classes on Saturdays and Sundays."

"If you don't finish it, just wait for Professor Luther to deal with you!"

After saying that, Harry deliberately bumped Malfoy with his shoulder, leaving Malfoy with an uncertain expression.