The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Malfoy has not been seen since he was scratched on Monday afternoon, prompting rumours. Some of the Slytherin students swore that they saw Malfoy's arm slashed like butter by sharp claws, bleeding all over the place.

"He was just slashed on his arm!" the Gryffindor students present explained indignantly.

"Why hasn't Draco been discharged from the hospital yet?" In such a situation, the Slytherins always had good reasons to refute.

In this way, the students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff can watch a good show.

On a bright morning, after having breakfast, Tom ushered in the first lesson in the protection of magical animals in his life. After things like Monday, Tom felt that Hagrid's teaching style must be conservative, but something unexpected happened.

Logically, Tom and the others should gather in front of Hagrid's hut, but the group of little wizards were stopped by Filch, the janitor, halfway there. Filch led them off the road to Hagrid's hut and led them in the direction of the castle.

The little wizards talked a lot, and some people asked Filch where their destination was and why did this class go to the castle? But Filch just grinned and didn't answer.

He enjoys this mood very much, and enjoys the expressions that the little wizards can't ask for.

"You'll find out soon." He said happily in a hoarse voice, and urged the students to hurry upstairs. The students could only go back to the school through the auditorium with sullen faces. In their impressions, the course of protecting magical animals must be conducted outdoors - the former Professor Keltburn often took students by the Black Lake, and one class was a class. If this class were to be taught indoors, the protection of magical animals would probably become as boring as the history of magic.

Filch led them to an empty classroom next to the library on the second floor, and then knocked on the door of the classroom three times, and an old voice came from inside:

"Please come in!"

Filch opened the door, and a figure was standing in front of the classroom desk. Tom looked at this familiar figure and listened to the familiar voice, his brain stopped thinking, and he just followed his classmates into the classroom.

Filch watched the little wizards walk into the classroom, and when the last student walked in, he showed a humble smile: "The students have been brought here, Professor Scamander." Then he hunched over and closed the door. the door of the classroom.

In the classroom was Tom's "old" acquaintance, Newt Scamander, who was still wearing the same clothes as the last time we met. Tom even wondered if he had a wardrobe of the same clothes.

Newt tidied up his clothes a little and was about to introduce himself to his classmates, but when he saw so many eyes staring straight at him, he suddenly got stuck.

"Hello everyone... my name is Newt... Newt Scamander, your substitute teacher for the Protection of Fantastic Creatures class." He stammered the opening remarks, but the little wizards in front of him fell into There was silence.

Their first reaction was: the name sounds familiar, and then it was "Fuck". This is the textbook author showing up in the castle as their interim professor - Lockhart doesn't count!

Seeing the students' reactions, Newt forced a smile: "Ah, it looks like you've all read my book, that's great—"

Bang! clang!

Suddenly, there was a sound of Ding Ling's sugar palm from one side of the classroom. It turned out that Wayne Hopkins' textbook had fallen to the ground. Although it is not a big deal to drop the book on the ground, the bad thing is that the teaching material for the little wizards is "The Monster Book of the Monsters"

A feature of this book is that it can move and bite.

When Wayne Hopkins was putting out his schoolbag, the textbook in the schoolbag fell to the ground accidentally. Monster Book" jumped up suddenly, wanton venting his vitality.

When Newt saw the book, he couldn't help laughing: "Your textbook is actually this book."

He walked to the textbook that was biting at the corner of the desk. The textbook sensed his approach and was about to turn around and give him a sip, but Newt's eyes were quick and he poked his index finger on the spine of the textbook and stroked it from top to bottom. , After the textbook trembled for a while, it quietly spread out on the desk and did not move.

"Sometimes, the author of the book will put some interesting little magic on the book to improve their reading threshold." When it comes to his field of expertise, Newt seems to have changed a person and become very talkative. He's just not good at facing people and dealing with a lot of unfamiliar faces, so he's not stupid.

He put the quiet textbook that looked like a textbook back on Wayne Hopkins' desk, watched the little wizards imitate, and after comforting his book, he walked to the podium, facing the All the classmates put an old suitcase on the podium in front of them.

"Speaking a thousand words is better than doing one thing," Newt resumed his taciturn state, and he didn't want to beep with these little wizards. He is an activist and will use actions to teach— Commonly known as physical exercise.

With two "clicks", the box bullet opened.

"Everyone line up, come to me, remember, don't move after you go in, everyone learns from me-" Newt motioned for the little wizards to stand behind him, forming a long line, and then climbed up to the podium first. Step into his box.

However, in the blind corner of Newt's line of sight, there was a chubby shadow that flipped out of the box without him noticing, and slammed into the drawer under the podium, shrunk into a ball and made no sound.

Then a magical scene happened~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It was obviously just a medium-sized suitcase, but Newt's feet were completely missing, and then his calves and thighs, he seemed to be stepping on a ladder Like the previous one, it disappeared little by little in front of everyone's eyes.

"No Trace Expansion Curse!" The little wizards froze in their hearts. This spell, a little more knowledgeable little wizard knows, but Professor Scamander's suitcase is obviously not an ordinary thing - he wants the entire class to enter it! And he can't go in to let the students study in their suitcases, right? So there must be something special in it, and combined with the name of the course, the answer is ready to come out.

So they lined up obediently and walked slowly into Newt's box. The box is very small, but fortunately the students are not big, and no one gets stuck.

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