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The three people, including Chen Ping, all laughed.

"But that would hurt Marff." Hermione chewed on the beef in her mouth and said, "Professor McGonagall was right to come out and stop it. ”

"Hermione, you're ruining my good memories." Ron was dissatisfied.

"Hermione was right, Transfiguration is dangerous magic." Chen Ping smiled and said, "In the place where I used to stay, there was an apprentice who went to steal the master's things, and as a result, he fell under the curse on the drawer and was turned into a chicken, a talking chicken. ”

"And then?" Harry asked curiously.

"That spell is very powerful, and it is permanent, and the apprentice has been eating chicken feed for months in a row, and he was almost made into a roast chicken by the cook. In the end, his mentor managed to undo his transfiguration, but one of his eyes became cross-eyed, and he often spoke with a 'clucking' rooster crow. I didn't change it until I left. Chen Ping said lightly.

(Note: This story is from Baldgate)

The three of them shuddered when they heard it, they have never done this kind of thing of stealing the teacher's things, it is naturally interesting to watch others being transformed, but it is not fun to fall on their own body.

"You're really boring, I was very happy about one thing, but I was only scared when you said it." Ron was dissatisfied.

"Ron, Zhang Liang just wants to tell you that Transfiguration is a dangerous spell, don't play it casually." Hermione said.

"Hmph, when did you start to get used to speaking for outsiders?" Ron said angrily.

"Hehe, you guys eat, I'm going to the library." Chen Ping finished his meal in two bites, turned around and left them.

"Hi Zhang" Harry chased after him, "thank you for today, Ron didn't mean to. ”

"I know, I won't care." Chen Ping smiled.

Chen Ping soaked in the library until the evening, reading the books here quickly with the touch of a scholar, the collection of books at Hogwarts is very rich, there are hundreds of thousands of volumes, which makes Chen Ping very happy, compared to taking classes with a group of fourteen or fifteen-year-old imps, reading books in the library is obviously a more suitable choice for him. The only fly in the ointment is that many of the books here have reading restrictions, and only the teacher's permission can be read, although the magic marks on these books are difficult for Chen Ping, but it is definitely not an easy job to remove the magic marks on them before reading each book, and then add them back after the end, plus the administrator Mrs. Pins often lives in the library, so Chen Ping is very reluctant to give up the idea of stealing books to read, well, Chen Ping admitted, this is only temporary.

"You, wait a minute." Walking out of the library, Chen Ping was called, he raised his head and looked at the other party with some vigilance, this adult wizard had a long black hair, a hooked nose and earthy yellow skin, staring at him with a cold gaze, reminded him of eagles and vultures.

"You're you, Professor Snape, it's a pleasure to meet you." Chen Ping remembered the identity of the other party, and according to the etiquette of the academy, he performed a wizarding ceremony.

"Your name is Zhang Liang, right? I've heard other professors mention you as a good student. The ice in Snape's eyes melted a little, and he said coldly.

"That's the teacher's encouragement to me, Professor Snape, I heard that you are the best Potions professor in the house, I wonder if I can ask you some questions." Taking out his notes from the pouch, Chen Ping flipped to the pages where the problems with potions were recorded.

Snape was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "You are indeed a Ravenclaw, but I think you should understand what I came to you for." ”

Chen Ping smiled and nodded: "You are the dean of Slindlin, and Malf is your student, it is only fitting that you return this thing to him." He took out Malf's wand and handed it over.

"Okay, I'll take the wand." Snape's expression softened, "But I warn you, since you're a Ravenclaw, I hope you don't hang out with those Gryffindors all the time." ”

"Knowledge is a qiē, and knowledge is higher than a qiē." Chen Ping replied.

"Okay, come to my office." Snape stared at him for a moment, then nodded.

Chen Ping disappeared for more than half a week, and according to rumors, he was locked up by Snape and worked in the apothecary room. But when Malf was inquired about, he looked very angry.

And the most surprising thing is that the Ravenclaw students, in the past few days since Chen Ping disappeared, the Ravenclaw integration column has been rising, and in the end it has risen by as much as thirty points, which makes Professor Ffreeway a little happy.

Another strange phenomenon was Professor Snape, who had been a little absent-minded in class for the past two days, and after each day, he hurried back to his office, and even the most unfortunate Neville escaped punishment for several failed experiments.

By the time Chen Ping reappeared, it was already next Tuesday, and he seemed to be the same, just the joy that could not be concealed in his expression, like a fox who had stolen a chicken. But no matter who asked him what had happened to him, he kept his mouth shut.

Chen Ping took out a bottle of energy potion and poured it down, originally he just wanted to ask Snape some practical questions he encountered while flipping through the materials, but he didn't expect that after he asked more than thirty questions, his solid foundation of spell materials really attracted Snape's interest, and he took a week off for him to study potions with him. And together they did research on several drugs.

Chen Ping was an extremely studious person, and it was his fanaticism for arcane and psionic arts that made him from a chess piece to the most beloved disciple of the Grand Arcanist. Now, Snape has also fallen out of his quest for knowledge, a kind of frenzied devotion to sleep, eating, and even going to the toilet has been put aside.

In the end, it was Snape who couldn't stand it first, and the surprised Snape not only gave him a total of thirty points, but also signed a reading license for him, so that he could read some advanced pharmacy knowledge. As for whether Chen Ping would use it to learn some other restricted knowledge, Snape didn't care.

"He's a Ravenclaw, and I'm sure even Ravenclaw himself thinks so." That's what Snape had to say about him.

"Uh, Zhang Liang, aren't you going to class?"

Chen Ping raised his head and saw that it was a beautiful black girl who stopped him, Chen Ping seemed to remember seeing her at the celebration of the branch, and she should also be a student of Ravenclaw, because she looked like Chinese, which made Chen Ping have some impression.

"Are you, Chinese?" Chen Ping was looking forward to it.

"Yes, my name is Zhang Qiu, I have the same surname as you, and I am one year older than you." The girl changed to Chinese.

"Well, I'm Zhang Liang, it's nice to meet you, I've been busy with something in the past two days, and I just finished it, what are you talking about?" Chen Ping said in Chinese with some pleasure.

"It's Professor Modi's Defence Against the Dark Arts class, don't you boys like him very much?" Zhang Qiu replied.

"Like Modi?" Chen Ping reflected in his mind the image of a lame leg and wearing a fake eye, and his face suddenly became strange.

"Isn't it, Professor Modi is a retired Ao Luo, and he teaches the real knowledge against the dark arts, which are mysterious and terrifying black magic, aren't you interested?" Zhang Qiu asked.

"Dark magic? Of course I'm interested, so I'm going to go to class. Chen Ping perked up.

"Well, I'm going to class too, come on, Zhang Liang." Zhang Qiu said goodbye with a smile.

When Chen Ping arrived, there was already a long line outside the classroom, but fortunately, Harry was one of the first to come and took a place in front of the podium for him.

No sooner had they sat down than Modi's characteristic giggling footsteps came in from the hallway and he entered the classroom. It was still the same terrible face, and all they could see was his clawed wooden feet sticking out from under his robes.

He took the roster and began to roll call, his normal eyes gradually scanning down the list, while his magic eye turned to focus on every student who should have arrived.

"Okay, I've read the letter from the former professor Lupin, and I know you've come into contact with some monsters," but you're lagging behind, very least, when it comes to dealing with spells. "So, I want you to understand how wizards can do things to each other, and I'll spend a year teaching you how to deal with the dark arts." ”

"What, aren't you staying?" Ron asked.

"You're supposed to be Arthur Wesley's son, aren't you?" Modi said, "Your dad helped me out of this situation a few days ago...... Yes, I'm only going to stay for a year, thanks to Dumbledore's wrong love...... A year, and then go back to retire quietly. ”

He laughed hoarsely.

"So, following the instructions of the Ministry of Magic, I have come to teach you a little bit about the dark arts, and how to protect against these terrible spells. Can anyone tell me what you know about the dark arts? Let's start with you. ”

His magic eye swept over the crowd, and the first one to be named was Chen Ping.

"Well, according to the understanding, Britain's black magic has a long history, in the ancient classification, the offensive elemental magic, soul magic and abyssal sacrifice summoning magic are all classified into black magic, but because of the passage of magic knowledge and the restriction and suppression of the Holy See, many powerful black magic have disappeared in the long river of history, and now we are talking about the category of black magic, referring to the evil organization established by an evil wizard known as the Dark Lord nearly twenty years ago, using some magic related to soul attack and controlIn addition, a number of identifying spells associated with that organization are grouped under the category of dark arts. For example, Mosmored, the three unforgivable curses......"

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