"Mr. Morissus? I would like to ask, what is the nature of magic? ”

It's another Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and today is the last Defense Against the Dark Arts class for Year 7 students at Hogwarts, and the students are not reluctant to do so.

Of course, it was only a hint of it, and no one knew if they were celebrating leaving Egger's class in their hearts...

When graduation was approaching, the questions raised by a group of graduates also began to trick up, as if they wanted to embarrass the little professor in front of them before leaving.

It's better to make him cry, and look at the way he looks, it must be cute, right? A group of girls looked at Egg and thought maliciously.

"Very... Tricky questions... Miss Johnson—" Iger nodded slightly.

The girl's name is Ruth Johnson, and she is a cousin of Angelina, but she is not so conspicuous in the academy, and she is a girl from Hufflepuff House.

"Muggles have a science called physics - of course it doesn't work so well in the wizarding world, but it's all about all things... Essence. Egger's gaze scanned the students in the class.

"But Muggle doctrine obviously cannot be applied to wizards, and the question of what the nature of magic is has been a difficult problem for wizards since ancient times, because we have no standard to measure magic and no means to measure its nature." Iger said slowly, with a hint of elegance in his soft voice: "Some people say... The deepest part of magic is the dark abyss, and some people say that superb magic should be boundless love, if you ask me what the essence is, I can't tell you exactly, but what I can tell you is that in my understanding of magic is... What kind of..."

"As you all know, we Gryffindor Mr. Longbottom, he couldn't even cast a levitation charm until the beginning of his second year..."The corners of Egger's mouth curled slightly, and the class burst into laughter.

Neville Longbottom, a legendary figure, is not much different from a Squib in the eyes of a group of students.

"You should and must know something about me, it's not that I'm boasting, I'm strong." Iger pointed to himself, looked at a group of students who nodded their heads and smiled: "Of course, I'm definitely not so strong at the beginning, I and Mr. Longbottom actually have the same starting point, except that I'm very handsome and I have more magic... I don't think I'm anything more than him. ”

The laughter below was louder, accompanied by bursts of boos, and Egger's narcissism was known to all students.

"It's just that I have something that Mr. Longbottom didn't have at the beginning, but now that he has, can anyone tell me what it is?" Iger looked at the group of students below.

Below, a Gryffindor girl tentatively raised her hand, and Egg watched her smack her lips and spread her hands gently: "It's confidence, it's faith." ”

So what were you just asking? Neurotic, right? The girl gave Egger a look of indignation.

"In my eyes, in my cognition, in my subconscious, I was just strong, and every time I learned a new spell, I would jot down all the points, and then I succeeded, because I never thought that I would fail." Egg explained in detail what he thought every time he cast a spell: "In contrast, Neville subconsciously tells himself in his heart before every incident, this is too difficult, I can't succeed, how can I be so good, no! I can't! ”

"I think this problem should not be limited to him, but his performance is stronger." Egg looked at the students below and smiled, some of them laughing awkwardly, most of them with poor grades.

"There is a discipline called philosophy in this world, which is mainly divided into two basic schools: materialism and idealism, the basic meaning of idealism is that on the basic philosophical question of the relationship between thinking and existence, spirit and matter, it is believed that the spirit... That is to say, consciousness is the first nature, matter is the second nature, spirit determines matter, and matter is the product of spirit. Egger explained in detail: "In my opinion, the strength of our wizards is completely a kind of idealism, and faith will win!" No one is born strong, and no one is born waste, Neville is now the fastest group of silent spell casting among the students, and his grades have improved by leaps and bounds, which also has something to do with his mentality. ”

"So, if you ask me about the nature of magic, then I can only tell you what I know: magic is a manifestation of our spiritual beliefs and desires." Egger looked at the students below seriously and whispered: "So I also hope that in your future life, you will always have an indomitable faith, and I sincerely hope that one day I can hear the news that you are getting better and better, and it will be the last thing I teach you." ”

When the words fell, the class suddenly fell silent, and then the applause rang out enthusiastically, and even some of the passing portraits in the picture frames on the wall applauded with smiles.

A group of girls' eyes were slightly red, and they didn't make Iger cry, but they were almost made to cry by Egger...

"Mr. Moritiss, as you said, if the essence of magic is faith, and whether it is strong or not depends on whether your faith is strong or not, then do you mean that even if the mysterious man exists... Do you have a belief in one aspect or another? A boy looked at Iger with his hands held aloft.

The boy's name is Gran Green, and he is said to be a descendant of the pair of Grimm brothers who wrote fairy tales, and his ancestral home is German, so he is of mixed race.

"Of course, even Voldemort..."

A frightened inhalation sounded, and Egg continued with some irritation: "Even Voldemort has some beliefs, if I am proud, Dumbledore is confident, then Voldemort is inflated, extreme conceit can also be regarded as a belief, after all, the human heart has always been an unpredictable thing." ”

"But one thing I can tell you for sure... If you keep this frightened attitude towards this name, you will never have what he has achieved. Egger's face was flat: "Although I don't know if what he did can be described as an achievement, but I have to say that what he did was quite successful, if he put his desires purely on power, then he would have been the Minister of Magic a long time ago." ”

"What is his desire?" A girl looked at Iger curiously.

"Immortality..."Egg sneered: "His ancestors can't do it, he can only hang in the principal's office, what is he..."

"Is there really such magic?" The girl asked reluctantly, looking very curious.

The girl was of Muggle origin and was named Chrissy Denny.

"Perhaps, but not by the kind of messy evil methods he used." Egger chuckled softly: "What the ancient Titans couldn't do, you expect a mentally unhealthy madman to do?" ”

"Titan... Isn't it a legend? Chrissy looked at Egg in surprise.

"When I was in a Muggle orphanage, I thought wizards were also legendary Miss Danny..."Egg grinned, and the class burst into laughter.

"But what about Muggles? There is also no shortage of people in Muggles. Chrissy looked very eager to see Egg's face, and still asked reluctantly.

"No matter how much faith the big octopus in the Black Lake has, it will not be able to grow wings and fly into the sky, Miss Dani, this involves the question of blood..."Egger looked calm.

Danny sat down in his chair in frustration, glancing at the students around him, and soon another student began to attack Egger.

"Ahh Mr. Sparrow, what's the problem? Eggle looked at the handsome boy in front of him.

"Mr. Moritres... Do you know what the strongest spell is? ”

Elda looked at Egger with blank eyes.

"The Requisition Spell is strong, but I don't think this spell will help you with your cooking, but rather that the problem itself is very meaningless." Iger looked at Elda and shook his head slightly: "There is no strongest spell, only the most suitable spell..."

"Is Arvada really strong?" Elda asked curiously, and a group of eighteen-year-old teenagers looked curiously at the twelve-year-old professor on the stage.

As the most terrifying of the three unforgivable spells, the students' curiosity about this spell is beyond the sky, and of course, the level of fear is not low.

"Arvada was originally used to give the opponent the final blow after the opponent fell to the ground in a real duel, so that people died without torture, and it was a sign of respect for the opponent, but that was hundreds of years ago, and now the meaning of this spell has completely changed." The corners of Egg's mouth twitched, not knowing what he was mocking: "Now this spell is just a simple spell used by the thugs to intimidate people, in fact, if you cast this spell on someone who harms you one day, you will find that the originally fierce and vicious guys are as good as a little sheep..."

"So we'll be strong when we master this spell?" Elda blinked at Egger.

Egg looked at the students below, listening to the slightly heavy panting voice in the class, and the corners of his mouth brought up a touch of sarcasm: "No... It's just a spell that's strong, and you're still weak. ”

"The strength of human beings has nothing to do with spells, once a woman's desperate desire to protect her child bursts out, whether it is the powerful Death Curse in your mouth, or the invincible Voldemort, all of them become tasteless after a ray of light, and they are not..."Egg laughed softly: "I said, faith will win, Harry's mother defeated Voldemort with her belief in protecting her child when facing Voldemort, so the ancient magic that was summoned to protect Harry caused the rebound of the Death Curse, isn't it ironic that Voldemort was killed by a one-year-old child? I never thought of it, hahaha..."

"Think about it, who would have thought of the famous... The invincible Dark Lord will be planted in the hands of a mother who has just given birth to a child for about a year? Egger sneered, the noise in the classroom sounded, a group of students whispered in surprise, looking at the surprised eyes of a group of students, Egger snapped his fingers, and a piece of chalk on the blackboard behind him wrote a line of words: Αφροδ?? τη…

"That's the spell... The god of love and beauty, Dumbledore called that power love... I think it's quite appropriate. A smile crossed Egger's lips, "Answer me, Mr. Sparrow..."

"Do you have someone you love?" Egger looked at Elda with a calm gaze.

"Yes, sir..."Elda didn't know what Iger was trying to say.

"Who?" Egger's voice was flat.

"I... Father, and my mother... And my sister..."Elda watched Egger swallow her saliva, the calmer Egger is, the harder it is to provoke, this is common sense...

"Ah, that's right..."Egg nodded clearly, and said leisurely, "If you have your loved ones behind you, then will you stand in front of them and protect them with your own life?" ”

"Yes, sir." Elda looked at Egger seriously, her eyes were very determined.

"Isn't that enough, look, each of us can defeat Voldemort, at most the price is a bit big, one life for another, although there are not many such people, but it will not be less, right?" Egger looked at the students below and laughed.

"This spell was invented thousands of years ago by a mother who desperately wanted to protect her children when the dark wizards in Europe were rampant, and the people at that time learned this spell and once curbed the development of the dark wizards' power for a long time, until the countries began to establish the Ministry of Magic, and the dark wizards began to go underground, and this spell was also sealed because it was easy to cause the user's suicide, and was later forgotten by people with the passage of time."

Egger said in a low voice, as if telling a very great story: "Until one day, a girl named Lily saw this spell in the Hogwarts library, and then she married a boy named Potter, and you should already know what happened..."

"The requirements for use are simple and difficult, selfless love, and a willingness to die for others...... so that your loved ones may never be harmed by the target..."

Egger's voice fell, and a few girls below sobbed softly, not knowing what they were thinking.

A group of graduating students still failed after all, didn't see Iger crying, and ended up making themselves miserable...

After class, Dumbledore's figure appeared behind Egger after watching the students leave the classroom in a sparse manner.

"I have to say, this is really a great Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson, Professor Morissus..."Dumbledore watched the students leave with a distant look in his eyes, "Your lesson today may affect their lives, and if you can, I very much hope that you will stay in this position after graduation... Although I know that's unrealistic, your path shouldn't just be a teacher. ”

"I think it's good to be a teacher, you see I don't have to correct homework..."Egg grinned, and then pouted slightly: "It's just that there are more courses..."