Chapter Twenty-Nine: Grindy Low
Professor Tywin stood on the podium and looked at all the little wizards.
"The wizarding world is undoubtedly dangerous, such as the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters, who ran rampant more than a decade ago."
Everyone held their breath.
Professor Tywin said in an unpredictable tone, "Of course, the Dark Lord has been eliminated by Harry Potter. β
"On top of that, there are all kinds of dark creatures, magical creatures, all of which we need to learn how to deal with.
Like my predecessor, Professor Robert, who died in the Devil's Web and the Forbidden Forest. β
Everyone was attracted by Professor Tywin's words, and the original squeaky chair sound disappeared completely.
Professor Tywin nodded in satisfaction, the noisy level of the classroom is always the best way to judge whether a student is paying attention to a lecture.
"Today, I'm going to teach you how to deal with some dark creatures, which are very effective spells.
Please put all the books back in your bag and come with me, all you need is your wand. β
Everyone looked at each other curiously, and then put the books away.
They had never taken a Defence Against the Dark Arts class before, and it sounded nervous and exciting.
Led by Professor Tywin, they walked down a quiet hallway, turned around a corner, and the first thing they saw was Peeves.
Peeves are Hogwarts' favorite pranksters, even more troublesome than their twin brothers.
He was floating in mid-air, with a balloon-like object made of some kind of special rubber, filled with a large amount of liquid.
The quality of the rubber balloon is really good, obviously filled with five or six liters of liquid, there is no tendency to burst.
It wasn't until Professor Tywin was two meters away from Peeves that he raised his head, then swung his crooked feet and let go of his throat to sing.
"Badass, badass, Tywin," Pieves sang, "he spends every night in the hallways, sneakyβ"
Peeves is always rude and difficult to manage, but he usually has some respect for his teachers.
Everyone quickly turned their attention to Professor Tywin to see what he could do, or rather, what he could do.
Tywin smiled, "If I were you, Peeves, I'd throw the balloon out of Hogwarts with swill mixed with big dung."
Vicious bioweapons......
Everyone stepped back five meters to prevent being affected by the big fecal egg swill!
Tywin continued happily, "Mr. Filch can't use magic, he can't clean up so much dirt. β
If you can't use magic, isn't that a squib?
There was a buzz from the crowd again, especially in the Slytherin group, they didn't expect the vicious-looking Administrator to be a Squib.
William even heard a hint of disdainful laughter.
Professor Tywin pulled out his ebony wand, and he turned his head and said, "It's a useful spell, and a lesson I've given you. β
"Please watch." He raised his wand, raised it to the height of his chest, first demonstrated the key points of the movement to everyone a few times, and when everyone saw it clearly, he quickly said: "Ah~ Bo stab!" β
The four balloons exploded in an instant, and instead of splashing in all directions, the thick liquid followed the direction of Tywin's wand in a beautiful arc, and all of them shot at Peeves.
Peeves immediately scurried towards the sky, greeting Professor Tywin's immediate family, but soon liquid was pouring into his mouth.
"That's amazing, Professor!" Odes Larsente said in amazement.
"Thank you, Mr. Larcente." Professor Tywin said.
He frowned at the few drops of liquid dripping from the ground, and waved his wand again, "Whirlwind!" β
The liquid is gone, and the stench in the air has dissipated.
William was keenly aware that Professor Tywin seemed to have some cleanliness fetish, and of course, it could also be related to being attacked by Wood's stinky shoes.
After Peeves left, everyone continued walking, and the class looked at the professor with a hint of adoration.
Professor Tywin led them into the third hallway, where they stopped, outside an empty classroom.
"Get in." Professor Tywin said, "This is the classroom where we will train from now on. β
It was empty, with only one extra-large water tank, and it was impossible to see the inside, obscured by muddy mud and long aquatic plants.
Professor Tywin walked over to the tank and stood still, and there was a sudden thud in the tank, and the creatures inside seemed to be about to shatter the glass.
"Don't worry." Professor Tywin said calmly, as several of the students jumped back in fright. "There's just Grindy Lowe in there."
Most people feel that there is a real need to worry.
Marietta Ekmo nervously tugged at William's arm and began to take advantage of him again.
Marcos Belby glanced at Professor Tywin, his eyes full of horror, and several Slytherin students peeked in fear at the shaking water tank.
"Grindillo is a dark creature that lives in water," Professor Tywin said, "in the river, in the ditch, in the lake β when I was a kid, I went to swim naked in the river, and this creature grabbed me somewhere and pulled me to the bottom of the river.
I think a lot of people have had a similar experience.
This is Grindy Lowe, who was only caught from the Black Lagoon yesterday, and I asked the headmaster if it could be used for teaching. β
"What, there's something like this in the Black Lake?" The Slytherin girl who wanted to raid Tywin was terrified, and her freckles were clumped together, like dragon fruit.
Professor Tywin blinked and smiled, "Of course, I have to tell you, Miss Crouch, there are many magical creatures in the Black Lake, and Grindillo is definitely just the most common one. β
Many people's faces changed, and they could paddle through the black lake in a small broken boat on the first day.
Judy Crouch said in a sharp voice: "I am going to write to tell my uncle that the school cannot allow such a dangerous creature to live near me. β
Her uncle, Barty Crouch, is the director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, and it sounds bluffing, but it is actually useless, and he has long been marginalized by politics.
Even if Crouch was still in power, Tywin was skeptical that a cold-blooded wizard who could throw his own son into Azkaban would listen to a little girl's nonsense.
This is certainly impossible!
Therefore, Judy shows off more ingredients, and deceives the ignorant little snakes around her.
Still, a smile appeared on Tywin's face, a look of encouragement, as if it had been a deliberate habit.
"Okay, it's been a long time, we have to hurry."
"First of all, the first question we have to ask ourselves is, what is Grindy Lowe?"
"Mr. Stark, you answer."
William stood still and explained, "Grindy Low is a dark creature that hides in the aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake.
It has a green body, green teeth, horns on its head, and very long fingers, which is one of their weak points. β
"I can't answer better than you, Ravenclaw plus five points!" Professor Tywin laughed.
Ravenclaw has added ten points to this meeting.
In the past, only Professor Snape would have been so shamelessly biased in favor of his own house.
Could it be that spring in Ravenclaw is coming?
ββββI'm the separator for Grindy Lowββββ
(As long as you collect and recommend, you will get a Grindy Lowe, crunchy, chicken flavor.) οΌ