The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Chapter 234 New Substitute Professor (3)

Hogwarts seemed to have become much emptier in an instant.

The little wizards in the corridor no longer had the smiles they had when school started, and everyone was worried.

It's like the sky is falling.

But the sky did fall.

The autumn rain has not stopped since October, and there are still a few sunny days at the end of September, but this month...

Perhaps it was the dementors stationed around the castle that aggravated the cold current from the Arctic Circle. In short, this autumn was extremely cold and humid.

A fire was lit early in the Gryffindor common room.

But this fiery red did not add much to the festive atmosphere. Everyone was surprised and sad at the sudden departure of the professors.

Yes, after that incident, the two professors in the school, Professor Lupin and Snape, left the castle.

No one knows where they went, but the little wizards' studies have been severely affected.

After being suspended for several days.Potions class was eventually taught by Professor Sprout.

As for the effect of substitute teaching.

It simply cannot be described as good.Simply awesome!

Except for the Slytherins, the young wizards of the other three houses hoped that Snape would not come back.Professor Sprout continued his usual fair and compassionate teaching method, and mostly treated the little wizards with encouragement and perfect guidance.

Even Neville, who had a very low self-esteem, slowly regained his confidence with the encouragement of Professor Sprout, and for the first time, he independently brewed a potion in class.

In fact, Anthony has always believed that Neville has a talent for potions, and it may not be low.

Because herbal medicine and potions complement each other, it makes no sense for a person to have a talent for herbalism but not a talent for magic. This is not normal.

In the final analysis, it was Neville's character and Snape's rough treatment that suppressed his talent. Coupled with his dislike of Snape, Neville would of course hate the Potions course.

But now that Professor Sprout has been replaced, everything is different. He is perhaps the number one student besides Hufflepuff students who welcomes Professor Sprout to take over as Potions.

What really makes everyone sad is the departure of Professor Lupine. His gentle and gentle character is liked by many young wizards, especially the junior students. Sirius's Gryffindor-style recklessness may have been forgotten by the senior students. He is welcomed by the old students who are overwhelmed by the college war, but most of the freshmen still like a gentle professor.

It's a pity that this course is now taught by Charms Professor Flitwick.

This legendary duel master was more than adequate as a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but the young wizards all felt that something was missing in the class.

————Missing, the one who would smile and joke at them, telling those vulgar jokes, with a hint of melancholy affinity in his gentleness.

One day in October, Harry was first called to talk by Professor McGonagall, and then picked up by Dumbledore.

They didn't know what they were doing, but it was obvious that Harry was in much better spirits when he returned from Hogsmeade.

"What did the professor do to you?"

In the Gryffindor lounge, several third-year wizards were sitting around chatting. It was soon going to be their first trip to Hogsmeade.The original plan was to take place on the third weekend of October.If the professor doesn't cancel.

"Auspicious stars are shining!"

Ron heard the sound coming from the portrait door, and then turned around to look. Sure enough, it was Harry. There was a slight smile on his face, and he looked much more relaxed than he had in recent days.

"We're looking for someone." After sitting on the sofa, Harry took out a lot of candies from his pocket and handed them to Ron, Anthony and Hermione.

"I bought this in Hogsmeade."

"Looking for someone? Who? Our new professor? Is Dumbledore going to fire Snape?" Ron tore open a pack of strange-flavored beans and said with a look of surprise on his face.

"No, I'm looking for someone to teach on my behalf. I heard that the professor was the dean of Slytherin before, and Snape was his student."

"Oh! God, that's so unfortunate! I will miss Professor Sprout." Ron's strange scream attracted the attention of other little wizards, which included poor Neville.

His face was pale, as if he had heard some great and unfortunate news.The whole figure seemed to have had its soul removed.

"Don't worry, Neville. Although Professor Horace Slughorn is a Slytherin, he is still a good person. At least he will not deduct points from us or threaten me casually like Snape." Anthony took out a book, "Hogwarts: A School History" and handed it to Neville.

"This book clearly records all the professors of Hogwarts in the past 200 years. If you flip forward, you will find the page of Professor Horace Slughorn. Look at the comments at the bottom. Many of them are Gryffindor students."

It's rare for a Slytherin headmaster to be able to speak well of Gryffindor students.

"Yes, I have only been in contact with Professor Slughorn for a while today, but I can feel that he is different from Snape. Although he is a little greasy and vain, he is a good person." Harry also He spoke to comfort Neville.

In a brief conversation with Professor Slughorn, they inevitably talked about Harry's mother, Lily Evans.

Maybe it was Dumbledore's instruction.

Professor Slughorn gave Harry a photo, which was a group photo of the Slug Club. In the photo, Lily was crowded with a large group of Slytherins and Ravenclaws.A smile spread across his face.

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"Harry, where is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Ron asked again. He didn't care who would take over the Potions class, he only cared about who would take over for Professor Lupin.

"This - I don't know, the professor never told me." Harry spread his hands.

"But I heard Professor Dumbledore and Professor Slughorn discuss it, and it seems that the new Dark Arts professor is an Auror!"

"Auror? Is it Moody?" Anthony said, then shook his head and said: "No, the Ministry of Magic is short of people, and Barty Cratchit will not let people go."

"But it doesn't matter. No matter who you are, if you can become an Auror, you will always have some ability. Just be better than Qiluo." Anthony then said.

"Hey! When will the professors come back!" Hermione sighed softly. She didn't know what was applied to the corners of her eyes, which were bright and shiny.

"Instead of thinking about this, it's better to think about why the Death Eaters wanted to capture Luna's father!" Anthony looked around and said softly.

"That's right!" Ron was excited and sat up. "Her father is a magazine editor. Why arrest him?"

"I don't know, but I know someone who might know something!" Anthony smiled mysteriously, although the few little wizards sitting around all showed understanding smiles.

"It's almost lunch time. We can go to the corridor to block him." Ron waved his arms cheerfully. He had wanted to do this for a long time.

"Professor needs to know..." Hermione was interrupted by Ron before she could speak.

"Then don't let the professor find out," Ron shouted.

After a while, several people discussed the battle plan.

As dinner time approached, several young Gryffindor wizards ran towards the auditorium without stopping.

It was still raining coldly outside Hogwarts, and there were water stains and mud everywhere on the stairs leading from the entrance hall. These were brought by the little wizard's feet when he came in from the outside.

Miraculously, although the floor where the figure shines in front of the entrance hall is close to the vestibule, there is no trace of mud on its surface. However, the stairs are obviously farther away and are indeed full of mud.

When Anthony and the others passed by, Filch glared at them fiercely. It wasn't until he looked down at the clean trouser legs of several people that he snorted in a nasal voice and said nothing.

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Entering the auditorium, Anthony directed Ron to grab some bread for dinner, and then returned to the corridor on the second floor. He stood on the spiral staircase that was the only way to enter the auditorium, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Gradually there are fewer and fewer little wizards around.After another two or three minutes, at the end of the stairs, a familiar figure finally appeared on the stairs.

"Hey! Isn't this Draco? What a coincidence."

The four Gryffindors stared at him with malicious smiles.

Harry and Ron were already on the stairs.

Anyone can see their bad intentions.

Of course Malfoy was not an idiot. He just glanced at them, then turned around and ran away.

"Don't run!"

Several people rushed forward without saying a word.

Anthony took out his wand directly, and hit Draco with a barrier spell from a distance.

"Why run! We won't eat you!" he said.

"You - don't come here, I'm warning you Windsor, my father is the school director!" Draco felt his speed suddenly stagnated, and then it became difficult to even move his legs.

And in an instant, the bandits and robbers had already surrounded him.

"Tch! My aunt is still the queen." Anthony snorted.

Then he threw the petrification spell.

Harry and Ron understood.

Anthony took out his suitcase. He and Harry carried Malfoy and jumped down, followed closely by Hermione.

Ron carried the box and ran frantically towards the dormitory, performing a set of movements smoothly and in one go.

In the box, Harry had already tied Malfoy up, and then Anthony lifted the petrification effect.

In the living room, the three giants of the Lion Court were sitting on the sofa and looking at Draco critically.

Malfoy fell to the ground and struggled wildly, screaming and yelling.

"Robbers! Bandits! Shameless scum!"

It went on like this for a long time, and he didn't stop until Ron came in, but a few people didn't stop him.

Anthony and the others had already prepared dinner in the living room. There were all kinds of food in the living room, most of which were canned food.

There are fresh ingredients, but he doesn't know how to cook...

Don't expect a prince to know how to cook, okay?

If it was hot pot, he could steal a cauldron from Mo's potion classroom and try to make a meal, but there was no base.