The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"What's going on?" The little wizards in the classroom stirred up, filling the classroom with buzzing sounds.

The source of the problem lies with today's Defence Against the Dark Arts professors. It's normal to panic when your math teacher shows up in art class.

It was not the amiable and humorous Professor Lupin who appeared in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom today, but Snape.

"Professor Snape, may I ask where is Professor Lupin?" a student asked timidly. He thought to himself that if Professor Lupin was also laid off early, it seemed to prove the existence of the "curse" once again. And it seems that this year's curse is extraordinarily ferocious, and the new professor didn't even last half a semester.

"Professor Lupin feels very uncomfortable, so he can't come to class." Snape gave a reason that all class teachers like to use, but the difference is that Professor Lupin is really sick.

"I'll give you a Defense Against the Dark Arts class instead of him." Snape himself could never have imagined that the professorship of Defense Against the Dark Arts that he was thinking of was actually achieved by substitute classes.

To Snape's surprise, all the little wizards breathed a sigh of relief. He had expected the students to be very disappointed. Snape was a well-known person, and he knew that his reputation among the students could not be said to be praised, but also hated. But now that I heard that he was here as a substitute, why did the expressions of these little devils relieved a lot?

This is the skylight theory. The little wizards at Hogwarts were all compromises, if Snape said he was here to substitute. The little wizards must have rejected his arrival. But if Snape expressed through his words that he was changing Defence Against the Dark Arts to Potions, the students would surely accept his substituting behavior again.

Wearing his black robe, Snape strode to the podium, and with a wave of his wand, pulled down all the curtains in the classroom, and then a curtain slid down behind him.

"Projector?!" Tom was stunned for a moment. After all, this thing Snape made was so similar to the large projector screen he had seen before.

The big screen that Snape pulled down this time really had the function of projection. He walked to the back of the classroom, tapped an old-fashioned movie player with his wand, and an image appeared on the big screen: a Wolf-headed monster.

Tom raised his eyebrows, in a heartfelt admiration for this intriguing magical device. Professor Snape was still very up-to-date, and he used projectors in his classrooms - not much later than Muggles. Tom also believed that the instrument could be turned into a movie projector with a little modification.

Maybe one day in the future, students will actually be able to watch movies at Hogwarts - as long as the number of pages in the "slides" is switched fast enough, the images can be moved, and with better storage technology, the movies will be Found in the wizarding world.

Of course, wizards can also find another way to extend the loop time of the action of the photo characters, so that they can also "play" the movies made by the wizarding world.

"Take out your textbooks."

Snape's voice echoed over the classroom, obviously he didn't think of the movie gadget, he just wanted to teach. . Under his many years of prestige, the little wizards shut their mouths obediently and took out the textbook of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Turn the book to page 394. Professor Lupin has not left any teaching records of what you have learned, so I don't know where you have learned. It's a good idea to start with the last chapter of the book, I Guess Professor Lupin hasn't talked about this yet?"

Looking at the clumsy flipping of the books by the students, Snape couldn't wait any longer. He pointed his wand at the "book-flipping households", and the books in these people's hands slammed together to what he was going to talk about today. chapter.

This time it was Hermione Granger who answered Snape's question.

"No professor, we've just finished talking about Boggart, and we've just touched red hats and hinkpunks last class, nocturnal animals—"

"Quiet." Snape interrupted Hermione.

"I have my own arrangements, and Miss Granger. I remind you that you must raise your hand before answering questions in my class." Perhaps because Lupin was being devastated, Snape was in a good mood. He didn't deduct points for Ravenclaw.

He looked at the group case on the screen and asked another question.

"Can anyone tell me the difference between Animagus and a werewolf?"

Tom understood Snape's thinking, and he tried to reveal Lupin's identity in this way. Dumbledore, won't you let me reveal his identity? Then I don't know, I want to find a way for the students to see it for themselves! This is Snape's little abacus.

Facing the professor's question, Hermione raised her hand positively.

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"Minister, a letter from Dumbledore." Umbridge, dressed in baby pink, put a letter on Fudge's desk.

"I don't have to look to know that it's Dumbledore's complaint!" Fudge's face was full of impatience. "Severe punishment, severe punishment! Dumbledore only knows how to severely punish the 'murderer', but he has never thought about it for me!"

Fudge tapped on the table and took a pipe out of a drawer—he never smoked in front of outsiders, but there were no outsiders in the office now. He lit the cut tobacco, took a breath, and exhaled a plume of purple smoke.

"Yeah, Minister, obviously no students were injured, but Mr. Dumbledore still refuses to relax his 'standards' a little bit, he doesn't understand the difficulty of the Ministry of Magic - we can't punish Dementors, they are enough Hungry, maybe he's already confused..." Umbridge forced a smile, making her face look a little like a bun, and she said something nice to Fudge's heart.

"Ha! Don't say that, for a centenarian, Dumbledore has done enough~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Fudge waved his hand, Umbridge's words were very useful to him, and he finally decided came up with an idea.

"We are going to conduct a comprehensive investigation! I believe the truth will come to light." Fudge looked at Umbridge and said word by word: "A fair, comprehensive, investigation."

He emphasized several adjectives.

Anyone who has a little knowledge of the British Ministry of Magic's political situation knows that the so-called comprehensive investigation can basically be translated as "and mud", and investigating everything means investigating nothing - just like a movie, the movie's self-promotion contains The more elements there are, the more likely the movie is to be a bad movie.

"Dolores Jane Umbridge, I have appointed you as the Ministry of Magic Investigator to go to Hogwarts to investigate the Dementor, and I allow you to mobilize the Aurors and Strikers."

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