However, he didn't find the twins when he ate in the fifth grade, and upon inquiry, he learned that they didn't know what they were busy with lately, and they usually didn't see anyone except during school hours.

It can't be the iron fist of justice that is hiding in some secret room.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, this should have nothing to do with him, he just made a casual suggestion, in case they passed the OLS exam or T, Mrs. Weasley shouldn't be able to chase him with a wand. He thought about it, and judging by Mrs. Weasley's emphasis on grades and her pride in Percy before school started, he thought it was a good possibility.

I hope you two don't sell me then. He prayed silently in his heart.

Perhaps after the baptism of the two Defence Against the Dark Arts professors last year and the year before, McGoth found that most young wizards had little expectation of this class. On the contrary, I am particularly interested in whether the new professor can survive this academic year.

"I don't know what Professor Lupin will teach us." Harry felt a little uncomfortable listening to the words of his classmates, Lupin had helped him anyway, and he was a little disgusted by these remarks.

"It's definitely going to be more interesting than what Lockhart said." Ron said as he sat down next to Harry and told them that his mother felt sorry for Lockhart when she found out that they were no longer a professor at Hogwarts.

"I don't know when his new book will be published." Hermione suddenly appeared in the empty seat next to McGoss.

Although Ron and Harry were still very curious about the elusive Hermione in the past two days, they silently put their doubts back to their hearts after being scolded a few times.

"After last year's course, you're still interested in him?" McGoth thinks that Hermione must hate people who have no knowledge in their stomachs but pretend to be knowledgeable, why do they care about his books?

Hermione gave him a blank look,

"Of course I'm not interested in him, but his is really good-looking, and the plot and adventures don't seem to be made up, I asked Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, and all the combat plots in it are very realistic, and even they don't necessarily do it better. Maybe his talent is in creation. ”

McGoth silently complained that all his stories except for the protagonist's name are experienced by other wizards, and of course they can stand scrutiny.

Seeing that the class time had come, but Professor Lupin had not yet arrived, all the little wizards were full of curiosity to discuss with each other, and some of the little wizards even wondered if he had quit.

But before they could get the word out, Professor Lupin, dressed in a patched magic robe, pushed open the door and strode in.

"Sorry, sorry, it's late." Lupin smiled and walked over to the podium and watched as the young wizards below began to turn the pages of the book.

"Don't worry, everyone put the books away, I'm going to show you something interesting in the first class."

With that, he waved his hand and told them to follow him away.

"Is this a hands-on class?" Hermione asked, a little nervous and expectant, as she walked.

"I don't know if it's more interesting than the Cornish elves that Lockhart didn't have problems with last year and showed us before."

"I look at the way he's dressed, I'm afraid he can't."

"Not necessarily, some scruffy-dressed wizards are very powerful."

The little wizards who followed Lupin on their twitters, whether they praised or belittled them, it was undeniable that deep down they were still looking forward to this first outdoor practice class.

In this way, Lupin led them from the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom on the second floor, went to the Muggle research room next door, greeted Kerry Dibubbaghi, who was in class, and then led the students away with the surprised eyes of the students who were in class, and then they passed by Professor McGonagall's office, and continued to set off towards the other floors under Professor McGonagall's displeased gaze.

This opportunity to wander around the school during the class day was a new experience that had never been seen before, especially the envious eyes of the seniors and juniors who were in class made them even more excited.

In this way, Lupin led them all the way to the eighth floor, then went straight back to the first floor through a hidden hallway, and then stopped at the door of the faculty lounge.

During this time, they encountered Peeves, who was a prankster, Filch, who was unkind-eyed, Professor Flitwick, who was teaching new students, and Professor Snape, who seemed to know Professor Lupin but had a bad relationship.

"Why haven't I seen that hallway, McGoth, do you have any records on it?" Harry quietly walked over to Magos and asked.

McGoth knew that Harry was referring to the map of the living spots, and he had remembered it when Lupin had led them down the hallway.

"No, there's no road on the map." He replied softly.

"It's unbelievable that there is a secret passage that it doesn't know." Ron also sighed on the sidelines.

"That's normal," Hermione didn't find it strange,

"It's also invented by someone else, isn't it common to deliberately or unintentionally miss a path?"

As they discussed the secret passage, the rest of the young wizards were in an irrepressible state of excitement, as if they had returned to the anticipation they had when they first came to Hogwarts for a Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and all of them were incomparably curious about the interesting thing that Lupin was talking about.

"Good." Lupin smiled as he stood at the door of the lounge and looked at the lively little wizards.

"It seems that you are all interested and curious now." Then his face changed, and he said in a slightly gloomy tone.

"Next, then, we're going to face a dark magic creature that no one has ever seen it really is."

Lupin's tone made the hearts of the young wizards who were in a state of excitement sink and put away their smiles as they looked at each other.

"It is a shapeshifter that lives in dark and narrow places, and it becomes the thing that those who encounter it fear the most. No one knows its shape because no one has ever seen its body. According to rumors, he seems to feed on human fears.

Some wizards have speculated that many Muggle children may have seen it and thought it might be a ghost hiding under a bed. ”

"Ghosts?" Seamus and Dean took a step back with fearful expressions on their faces.

Hermione listened thoughtfully to Lupin's introduction.

"What could it be? It can't be a spider. Ron's face tangled.

Harry subconsciously thought of the Dementors, and regretted that he hadn't gone to Lupin earlier to learn the Patronus Charm.

Lupin looked at the little wizards' frightened expressions and suddenly laughed.

"Maybe someone knows what kind of dark magic creature I'm talking about." As soon as she finished speaking, Hermione raised her right hand in the air.

"But I think it's more interesting to face it with questions. Clever Miss Granger, come and tell you the answer, just tell me one of them. ”

Hermione trotted over to Lupin and whispered her answer. Lupin smiled and nodded.

"Good, you've earned five points for Gryffindor. Has anyone else guessed it now? Whoever you are can get five points for your house. ”

"Why didn't she tell us so we could all get points." Mr. Dean's complaints.

"You're a showpiece to be Professor Lupin." McGoth patted him on the shoulder speechlessly, and then walked to the front, he wouldn't have bothered to make the show if it weren't for the fact that he had been deducted five points in the morning.

(Battlefield Literature)