Rebirth of the Harry Potter

In another Dark Arts Defense class.

Snape said, "Give you time in class for you to practice the Silent Mantra. This is the last time."

"This ability should have been your own practice and mastery after class, but you have to waste four classes in vain. Let me say that after every freshman enters Hogwarts, they should be dumb in the first year. , And then let them dispel the magic after being familiar with the silent spell. It’s like now, the sixth grade only started to learn the silent spell. And the habit of using magic to say the spell has long been developed, how can it be easy to change."

I don't know who Snape identified as the culprit, anyway, with a clear sneer on his lips, he said impatiently, "Now let's practice."

Hermione saw that Snape was about to raise his wand again to seal the student's mouth with magic, and quickly raised his hand and said, "Professor, you forcibly kept the student from opening his mouth and making no sound. Is this too difficult? Is it a little bit? At least there must be some transition, such as whispering a spell? Then slowly chanting in your heart."

Snape's face was calm and didn't explain.

The so-called use of strong medicine for serious illnesses seemed to him that the students were already dying of illness, and it would not take a little bit more effort to make them accustomed to not chanting curses slowly.

He glanced at his classmates and asked, "What do you want? Is it the same as Monday, or do you practice according to your own ideas?"

"Professor, let us familiarize ourselves with silent spelling."

"Maybe it's faster to master this way."

"Whatever you want." Snape knew exactly what they thought, but after closing his mouth, he would feel very upset and aggrieved. He didn't want this, but he still looked for reasons.

"But I don’t know that you are all so confident. I help you to open your mouth and you can’t open your mouth. Under this condition, you have made so little progress. You dare to say that you are gradually familiar with it. You think you don’t use spells when casting spells. Is it easy to read it out loud."

Snape's voice changed: "Yes, it's really simple. If you change to a dumb man, you can say that he is born to master the silent spell, but you are not. Your mouth has been used for fifteen years, and you want to reverse the underlying meaning. This action requires a lot of attention and willpower. Not all wizards can do this..."

His eyes stopped on the faces of several people.

"Last class, you were practicing alone. In this class, you were divided into two groups. One tried to cast the evil spell on the other, but was not allowed to recite it. The other tried to fight back or defend against the evil spell. Don't say anything, let's start." Snape sneered, as if looking forward to the next thing.

Lupin in the third grade, Snape in the fourth grade, everyone had learned a lot of evil spells under their guidance, but none of them had chanted these spells silently.

So Snape said that after the beginning, a lot of cheating followed.

Many classmates moved their mouths lightly and chanted spells quietly, but did not amplify their voices.

Soft leg curses, coma curses, weakness curses, blindness curses, petrification curses, dancing curses... etc. all kinds of messy spells.

Snape dragged his black robe around among his classmates, just like before, like a giant bat. Every time a person chanted a spell, Snape would stand quietly behind him and smile.

Parvati was about to cast a curse on Lavender, his face flushed, and his mouth closed tightly, fearing that he could not stop the temptation to chant the spell softly.

Lavender held up his wand and waited fearfully to repel a spell that seemed to be never sent.

"It's terrible, Pettil." Snape looked at it for a while and said, "Come... let me be a demonstration..."

When it was too late, he suddenly turned his wand towards Parvati. Parvati reacted instinctively. There was no silent curse in his mind, and he blurted out: "There are so many obstacles!"

There seemed to be several pale white walls of air that were about to break, squeezing towards Snape.

Snape didn't panic at all. It should be said that he had deliberately scared Parvati to make her make a mistake.

Snape didn't chant the curse, but a golden light suddenly appeared around his body to resist Parvati's curse.

The whole class turned their heads and looked at Snape and Parvati who was panicked.

"Do you remember that I told you that we were practicing the silent spell, Pettil?" Snape said softly.

"Remember, Professor." Parvati said stiffly.

"Then remember it."

...

Harry and Hermione have always been two unique beings in the class.

Especially the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, this class is purely learning magic, and Hermione has already mastered a spell that far exceeds her peers under Harry's ears.

They hardly learn magic according to Snape's teachings, and Snape rarely pays attention to them and lets them do what they want.

Hermione watched everyone in the class practice extremely hard but couldn’t help chanting the spell, and said to Harry in distress, “I regret it. I shouldn’t have said that to Professor Snape. How could I? Thinking that the Silent Curse is so difficult for them."

Harry was reading a thick magic book and said: "You are smart, but you think they are as smart as you. Their heads are too useless, and their minds can't control their bodies. Saying no, but the body is very honest, it's strange that they can learn the silent spell quickly."

"In fact, Snape's approach is the most appropriate, just let them become dumb, cut the mess with a sharp knife."

"Then you don't remind me, I still advise the professor that way."

Harry said: "It doesn't make much sense. After all, there is only one class. If Snape can persuade other professors to make them dumb in their class, it is estimated that ten days will have a significant effect."

...

After class, it is herbal medicine class.

Passing through the vegetable field planted by Hagrid, the soil was wet, and the sky seemed to be considering whether it should rain or not.

When Harry and Hermione came to the conservatory, the conservatory door opened and some fourth-grade students rushed out of it.

At the front are Ginny and two girls, they talk very happily.

Ginny looked up and saw Harry, her face flushed, and she ran away.

But the two girls seemed to know Ginny's mind clearly, and greeted Harry with a smile.

Harry gave a rare gentleness to the stranger and nodded.

Hermione kept winking at Harry, and turned to look at Ginny who was running away.

Snapped!

Harry put his big hand on Hermione’s butt, and squeezed a few times through the close-fitting robe, and said angrily: "How many times do you want me to say, I don't have that thought for Ginny, you dare to tease me like this... ...Then, you will play the weak Ginny, I am a cold school grass, in the common room where there is no one you are caught by me..."

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Hermione: "Bah."

"Brother." A cheerful voice sounded.

Astoria came out with Luna Lovegood.

Harry noticed that most of the boys' eyes were on both of them.

Astoria smiled and hugged Harry, and the mud on his hands was wiped clean on Harry.

"It's the same as a kid," Harry laughed.

"Are you with Ravenclaw in the potions class this year?"

"Yeah." Astoria nodded.

Luna has no strange decorations, no carrot-like earrings, no beer bottle cap necklaces, and looks quiet and clean.

She looked at Harry calmly, and Harry stared at her.

Luna looked away, and she said, "Hello Harry."

"Is it that unpleasant to say hello to me? I thought I was very popular," Harry said.

"No." Luna shook her head. She wore two big thick braids and pale blonde braids today.

Harry reached out his hand, as if to touch Luna's pink cheek.

Luna looked at Harry with bright eyes, and she was about to step back.

"Don't move." Harry's voice wasn't very loud, but Luna didn't dare to avoid it.

Harry gently wiped off the dirt on Luna's tiny nose.

Luna's eyes were dodgy.

...

After Astoria and Luna left.

Hermione chuckled, "Yes, Luna, a quiet, smart girl with a little bit of arrogance, is more cute, right?"

Harry sighed and said dullly: "I only blame too many good girls, I want to take care of each of them."

"You really admitted it unceremoniously." Hermione said angrily.

As everyone expected, Professor Sprout emphasized the importance of .Ls to them as soon as they started the class.

Hermione fiddled with the fungus in her hand and said, "I hope all the teachers will stop talking about it. I have heard enough."

After class, Professor Sprout assigned them to write a paper ~www.ltnovel.com~ too much too much. "

"Professor McGonagall, Professor Hagrid and Professor Sinistera have already assigned us a lot of homework!"

"Merlin, when I think of how much homework I have to do, my heart becomes tense."

The students who had just worked hard for an hour and a half, regardless of their strange smell of fertilizer, began to cry for too much homework.

But Professor Sprout was unmoved.

When everyone lined up to return to the castle, no one thought to speak much. This is another particularly tiring day.

"Is this the life of the fifth grade? I love it." I don't know who said such words.

Dark clouds followed their footsteps and it started to rain again, and the mud on the ground was as bad as their mood.

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