As for werewolves and vampires, they seem to be long-cherished enemies in this plane, but in fact, in Augustus's opinion, these dark creatures should form an alliance, and their power is weaker than that of the wizarding world, and there is still internal fighting, no wonder no one takes it seriously. During his reign, vampires, werewolves, giants, and other dark creatures were summoned to reunite, forming a huge force facing the Ministry of Magic.

There was silence in the class, "But, sir," Hermione said suddenly, as if unable to control herself, "we shouldn't learn werewolves yet, we should start learning Hinkpunk??"

Lillian pursed her lips slightly, this Hermione really couldn't see the current situation clearly, this was no longer the time for Professor Lupin to be there, she could let her speak, in Snape's class, it was simply killing herself to dare to speak without permission like this.

"This is the second time you've spoken first, Granger," Snape said coldly, "and deduct five more Gryffindor points for an intolerable jack-of-all-trades." ”

Hermione's face flushed, and she lowered her hand and stared at the ground, her eyes filled with tears. Malfoy had a smug smile on his face, and all the anger he had received in Lupin's class seemed to be back, well, sure enough, only Professor Snape could shock these non-mainstream people who didn't know the height of the sky.

The class stared at Snape angrily, which showed how much they hated Snape, as everyone in the class had called Hermione a jack-of-all-trades at least once, and Ron had told Hermione at least twice a week that she was a jack-of-all-trades. Ron exclaimed, "You asked us a question and she knew the answer!" If you don't want an answer, why should you ask?"

"Tsk, another Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, there is a good show to watch now, it is really not bright in the east and bright in the west, the Tao seems to be ruthless but affectionate." Malfoy clapped his hands and couldn't help but smile with pleasure on his face.

Augustus shook his head slightly, Ron was indeed a little too much this time, Snape only slightly punished Hermione, he dared to provoke the professor in front of him like this, completely ignoring Snape's face, it was really a bit too much.

Snape walked slowly towards Ron, the entire classroom holding their breath.

"Stay after school, Weasley." Snape said as if flatteringly, his face close to Ron's. "If I hear you criticize my teaching style again, you'll regret it very much."

No one made a sound in the class after that. Everyone sits, taking notes on werewolves from textbook, while Snape walks back and forth between desks, checking what they've done during Professor Lupin's teaching.

"Aside from Monsieur Augustus's more complete comments and perfect narratives, I really have a headache with your jumble reports, and that's how you learned? Professor Lupin really taught a bunch of good students. Snape implied sarcasm in his tone, staring blankly at the glaring Gryffindor students.

"It's poorly explained, that's not right, Kaba is more in Mongolia, Professor Lupin says it's eight out of ten? I said less than three out of ten."

The bell finally rang, and Snape didn't let them go.

"Each of you writes a paper and gives it to me on how to identify and kill werewolves. This topic should be written on two pieces of parchment and handed in on Monday morning. Someone should be in charge of this class. Weasley, stay and don't go, we're going to arrange for your late school. ”

The Quidditch match in the first season of this semester has started again, this time because of Slytherin's application, the first duel is Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, for Hufflepuff's new captain and Seeker Cedric, Augustus is quite familiar, the last dueling club as his opponent, Cedric's performance is still quite remarkable, if it weren't for the meeting with Augustus, this school can really beat him in the duel, it is estimated that there are no three. Even Loki and Thor, if they don't take advantage of what Augustus has taught, will probably hate Cedric's men.

It was a stormy day, and the whole school rushed out as usual, watching the game, running across the lawn to the Quidditch pitch, keeping their heads down to fend off the wind. Because on the way their umbrellas were blown away from their hands by the wind. Augustus, Lilian, Loki, and Thor, as the hidden prefects, orderly guide the Slytherin students at all levels to take their seats, and here you can see the advantage of setting up hidden prefects at each level of Slytherin, and the other houses are due to the large number of people, every time the prefect arranges the houses to be seated, they will seem a little powerless.

The wind was blowing so hard that they staggered as they walked to the pitch. In the rumbling thunder, the audience could not hear them even if they cheered for them. The Hufflepuffs walked across the court, dressed in canary-yellow robes. The captains of both sides stepped forward and shook hands with each other; Diggory smiled at Wood, but Wood now looked like he had trismus, and he just nodded. Harry saw Lady Hooch's mouth: "Broomstick." He pulled his right foot out of the mud and stepped onto the Wheel 2000. Mrs. Hodge put the whistle to her lips and blew it hard, making a shrill whistle that sounded like it was coming from a distance, and the game began.

The sky was filled with dense figures, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff players came and went, countless shadow-like figures fighting each other under the cloud-shrouded sky, and the game went on for a long time, and the sky became darker and darker, as if the night had decided to come early. Now everyone was drenched, and the rain was so dense that he could barely see Mrs. Hooch's whistle with the first lightning blowing.

"What happened?" Malfoy looked at the players who had landed suspiciously.

"It's a shame that you were a Seeker in the first place, and it was obviously Gryffindor who called a timeout, so I don't know how you became a Slytherin Seeker." Loki glanced at Malfoy disdainfully, then looked at the court, as if any more glance would dirty his eyes.

"I didn't pause the game when I was a Seeker, so I don't know how to know about these processes." Malfoy's face flushed slightly, and he couldn't tell it in the gloomy weather.

"Even so, as a teenager who grew up in the wizarding world and has never eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run? It only means that your observation is too miserable, and you are not on the same plane as us at all. Loki casually looked at the players on the court who were gathering to discuss, and his mouth was unrelenting.