For Professor Lupin, the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, he has been very popular with everyone recently, not only for his gentle and elegant appearance, but also for the fact that every lesson he conducts is always full of novelty and interaction with students, even Draco, who is always chattering and trying to make trouble with Lupin, has to admit that to some extent, Professor Lupin's class still wants to be interesting.

After Boggart, they studied the Red Hat, a kind of unpleasant little monster who lurked wherever anyone bleeds, in the main castle building, in the potholes of deserted battlefields, waiting to storm those who were lost. From the red hat to the Kaba, a crawling aquatic creature that looked like scaly monkeys with webbed hands, busy trying to strangle the waders who walked in their ponds without knowing the depths.

These interesting magical creatures, Augustus is quite interested, although on some appearances, these creatures are weak and fragile, but among the dark magic creatures, these little things found by Professor Lupin still have some representativeness, just from the characteristics of their life and aggressive performance, it can be seen that Professor Lupin still spent a lot of effort in preparing for the class.

Of course, the more depressing school class lately is still Potions, and these days, Snape is especially eager to take revenge, and everyone knows what this is for. The story of Boggart taking the form of Snape and Neville putting him in his grandmother's clothes spread quickly across the campus. Snape didn't seem to find this funny. A menacing glint flashed in his eyes at the mention of Professor Lupin's name, and he was bullying Neville more now than before.

In divination, Professor Trelawney still predicts everyone's future with her empty and mysterious voice, many students have been captured by this magic stick, and sincerely have a sense of awe of it, regrettably, she seems to be relying on Augustus, before every class, she will look at Augustus with tears in her eyes, as if the next second, Augustus will return to heaven, in this regard, Augustus can only smile indifferently, this so-called great prophet, for his death is very obsessed. As for Gryffindor fans, Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown like to go to Professor Trelawney's classroom at lunchtime, and come back with a precarious sense of superiority, as if they knew something that others didn't know.

No one really likes the Conservation Magical Creatures class, which comes after the action-packed first lesson. It became very dull. Hagrid seemed to have lost confidence. Now they're learning lesson after lesson how to take care of the Flober caterpillars, which must be the most annoying creatures in existence.

"Why should anyone bother God to take care of them?" Malfoy said this as he spent another hour shoving the finely chopped lettuce into Flober's slippery throat.

"Come on, don't be presumptuous, you will be happy if you take care of the eagle-headed winged horse-body beast, beware that it is your other hand that is broken this time." Lillian looked at the Flober caterpillars in disgust, but she was still careful to feed them.

"Could it be that all the magical creatures are dead, not dangerous beasts, or these disgusting caterpillars, does this Hagrid understand what magical creatures should be shown to the students? Hey, Dumbledore is really old and confused, he actually appointed this stupid big man, and the magical protected animal in his eyes seems to be very different from ordinary people. Malfoy sighed sadly, and his anger rose from the stupid Hagrid to the old Dumbledore.

"Tsk, it's amazing, saying bad things about the principal and teachers in class, is this the quality of the heirs that the Malfoy family has educated?" Harry, who was silently feeding on the side, heard Malfoy's grumbling and looked at Draco with adoration, as if he admired Malfoy's audacity to denounce authority in such a way.

"Oh? Has the Savior started meddling again? Look, there's a Dementor behind you. Malfoy glanced nonchalantly at the caterpillar in Harry's hand, a hint of menace in his gray-blue pupils.

"Hehe, actually, you should say, look, there's a lion behind you." Harry feigned horror and pushed his glasses awkwardly. Ron let out a weird sneer.

Malfoy's somewhat pale face instantly turned red to the base of his ears, "Are you trying to challenge me?" Kindness? Stupid Weasley, and you Scarhead, do you want to test if I can defeat you both at the same time? It seems that some of you have forgotten the events of that night in the exhibition room and in that dueling club, do I need to remind you with my wand? Ragco smirked back, drawing his wand, his eyes cold.

"Draco, what are you doing, put down your wand, there's no place for you to take out your wand in this class, you don't want to break the school rules." The sharp-eyed Hagrid saw Malfoy with an angry face as he drew his wand, and hurried forward to stand in front of Harry and Ron.

"Looks like you've got a good godfather, Potter." Malfoy glanced haughtily at Hagrid, who looked serious, and placed his wand in his robes. There was sarcasm in the long tone.

Harry's eyes flashed a trace of unwillingness, indeed, in magic, he was too far behind Malfoy, so far he can't forget that dueling club, the hurricane that connected to the canopy, he didn't even know the name of this terrible magic, how unfair fate is, some people, born to stand at the top of the pyramid, even in this magical world, such fairness has never existed, classmates of the same grade, learn the same, in the end, in the duel, they can't even know the magic used by the other party, how interesting and powerfulThere had never been a time when Harry's thirst for strength was so strong, and at any time, without it, he could only be regarded as a worm. However, he has always been unwilling, to know that even a humble snail has the ambition to the blue sky.

Augustus looked at Harry who was full of confusion and unwillingness in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth outlined an arc of a smile, although the adventures of the teenagers were dreamy, there was always a day when he woke up, when one day, he found that this world was no longer a fairy tale in his imagination, he would always find that sometimes, the fate that determined the real process of this world was only two words, force, the naked law of the jungle has no illusions, only cruel reality, perhaps, when he began to wake up, it was the day when he really grew up. At the top of the pyramid there will always be only one person, and above the height, that is, loneliness.