The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Chapter 159 Defense Against the Dark Arts Lesson

game?

what game?

Anthony hated playing any games with these guys who were smarter than him.

However, Orosi lured him into taking the bait with a piece of news that was hard for him to refuse.

Reluctantly, he agreed to her.

And did not pursue the matter of the diary.

"You're in a daze again, Anthony!"

The next day, the three people who spent the whole morning finishing their homework finally had a chance to rest for a while.

Ron sat with him in the armchair, chatting.

"Huh? - Huh!" Anthony, who had come back to his senses, looked at Ron in confusion. After a moment, he asked, "Where's Ginny? She has..."

"She doesn't want to say anything," Ron said.

"Okay, I understand." He sighed, looked at the door of the lounge, and fell into some conjecture again.

Anthony didn't see Harry or Hermione all Sunday afternoon.

The former is nothing more than looking for Sirius, while the latter...

Maybe Ron was right, Hermione has been acting strange lately.

With a slightly irritable heart.

Anthony spent his first week at Hogwarts peacefully.

As the sun rises, the sunlight pours on the windowsill, and a rich aroma of green grass blows into the bedroom.

The second week of school has begun.

This week, the first class is Herbology.

After learning the lesson on fungi that nearly put the little wizard to sleep last week, Professor Sprout learned from his experience and chose the more dangerous mandrake for today's lesson.

Work in groups of four to fertilize the mandrake.

This is not an easy job, and the mandrake that was pulled out of the soil seems unwilling to go back.

They were like the roots of a baby, twisting their bodies, flaring their feet, waving their pointed little fists, and gnashing their teeth.It took Anthony and Harry a full 10 minutes to stuff a particularly fat doll into the basin.

After class, most students were sweating profusely and covered in mud.

They rushed back to the castle tiredly, took a shower, and then hurried to the Transfiguration class.

——In the Transfiguration class.

Professor McGonagall once again demonstrated her strict teacher education. In this class, she asked the students to turn a beetle into a button.

Last year, their transfiguration course was about turning a match into a needle.

The difficulty has increased more than a little.

Harry spent the entire class exercising the beetle.He couldn't get it, and the beetles were running around the table hiding from the wand.

Not to mention Ron.

His old wand was linked close to the core.

Last week he had used some magic tape to hold the wand together.

The consequence is that, let alone casting a spell, even if it is taken out normally, the wand will crackle and emit sparks.

Professor McGonagall suggested that he change his wand, but Ron did not dare to send a letter home.

He was afraid of getting another snarling letter.

In the whole class, only Hermione succeeded in turning the beetle into a beautiful button, and Professor McGonagall gave her two points for this.

As for Anthony...

He was a little absent-minded.

After being discovered by Professor McGonagall, he severely reprimanded him.

Then, under the nose of the professor, Anthony cast a spell casually, but an accident occurred. He didn't know what went wrong, and the poor beetle exploded to death with a 'bang'.

Professor McGonagall, who had been standing aside the whole time, had a dark face and suddenly became a little unhappy.

Although she didn't deduct points from Anthony.But he refused to give him a new beetle.

At noon, after lunch.

Harry pulled them and headed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom without stopping.

I don't know what the school's professor who arranges classes thinks, knowing clearly that Gryffindor and Slytherin don't have a good relationship, but still insisting on letting them take Defense Against the Dark Arts class together, which is a practical class on using wands.

It was really as if they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to fight.

Anthony and the others had just reached the fourth floor when they met an ugly and inhumane Slytherin girl with short hair at the corner.

"Huh? Isn't this our noble prince? I'm sorry to block your way."

Anthony simply ignored this kind of weirdness.

But Pansy didn't seem to give up. She seemed to know that she couldn't beat Anthony, so she spent all her skill points on it.

The chattering yin and yang irritated them all the way.

Until I walked into the classroom, I was still chattering away.

"I said, if you have the time, why not care about Malfoy? It's more important to see who his eyes are on from the moment he enters the classroom!"

"Huh?" Pansy didn't react for a moment. She turned her head subconsciously and glanced at Malfoy, only to realize that the guy's eyes had been on Harry the whole time.

To be honest, Anthony used to just make fun of him.

But after he carefully observed Malfoy several times, he was surprised to find that whenever Harry appeared, he would immediately turn his attention to Harry.

Like a magnet, he never goes wrong.

Now even he had to wonder if that guy really had a problem with his orientation.

love?

"What are you looking at, Malfoy!" Ron also noticed the 'fiery' look in his eyes and shouted loudly.

"I want you to take care of it!" Malfoy yelled, glanced at Ron provocatively, and then withdrew his gaze as if he felt guilty. (Anthony's perspective)

——Uh...what the hell is this inexplicable tsundere?

Anthony's heart sank, and his eyes kept looking back and forth between Harry and Malfoy.

Needless to say, everything is clear.

With a "bang" sound, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Then a free and uninhibited, handsome and charming man with a careless aristocratic air walked in.

"Five points from Draco Malfoy. I heard you yelling in the classroom just outside. You don't understand any rules! It's an embarrassment to Hogwarts!" Sirius' lazy voice said as soon as he entered the door. It still sounded, pointing directly at Malfoy.

"Why? Weasley talks too!"

"Oh? Really? Another five points deducted from Slytherin. Do I allow you to speak? Huh! Sure enough, there are students who follow the same example as the dean!"

Sirius glanced sarcastically at the entire Slytherin House students.

After a week of testing, they all knew that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor just couldn't deal with Slytherin.

The more he refuted, it would only give him an excuse to deduct points.

Therefore, they all lowered their heads and gritted their teeth in silence.

"Hmph!" Sirius snorted coldly, with a look of disgust on his face, - look, these are Snape's students, all of them are cowards, hum!If this kind of thing had happened to them back then, he would have picked up his wand and fought with the professor, and he would have been ashamed and silent!

But seeing that there was no chance of deducting points, Sirius stopped paying attention to the Slytherin students.

Turning around, he stretched out his wand and opened a box at his feet with a slight wave.