Yugaya tilted his head and thought for a moment, and asked him, "What kind of food do you like to eat, I can invite you to eat." ”

"You made it yourself?"

"It's okay, I'll find out where the school kitchen is, and I'll make it for you. I just don't know if there are any magic ingredients in the school. I haven't cooked with ingredients from the wizarding world yet. ”

"Mr. Slughorn, have you been able to successfully turn a match into a needle?" Professor McGonagall noticed that the two had been talking, without the slightest intention of waving his wand, and that this Slytherin was obviously hooking up with their Gryffindor little lori, and couldn't help but look at Carlisle angrily.

Carlisle smiled apologetically at Professor McGonagall, then waved his wand and turned the match into a needle as Professor McGonagall had requested.

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At noon, Ron bit the chicken leg and glanced at Yugaya, wanting to stop talking, "Yugaya, what did you and that Slytherin say in Transfiguration class?" Don't let the cunning Slytherin fool you! ”

"Ron, I don't think every Slytherin is as annoying as Malfoy, Carlisle looks pretty nice." Hermione probably guessed that Ron was naturally hostile to Slytherin, and now that school had just started, she still said it very objectively.

Yugaya nodded, agreeing with Hermione's words.

"I just asked a question, and he told me."

"Did he ask you anything? Don't promise him! ”

Ron still didn't give up, and went to great lengths to find out about this Slytherin plot.

What a feud.

So Yugaya told them what had happened.

"Slytherin really didn't have any good intentions." Ron had a look I knew it was on.

Both Harry and Hermione were somewhat convinced.

Yugaya still has no heart and no lungs. "Just make something to eat, it's fine."

Ron was about to speak, but Hermione glared back.

In the afternoon is the History of Magic class, which is the only class with a ghost professor. It is said that Professor Binns fell asleep in front of the fireplace in the faculty lounge, and when he went to class the next morning, he forgot to bring his body.

Yugaya understands this, and it is understandable that Professor Binns became a ghost in the winter, and his body is in bed, and he does not want to get up early to go to class. But Professor Binns's lectures were monotonous and non-stop, which Yugaya could not understand.

Looking at the classmates who were sleeping and Hermione, who was standing out from the crowd and writing hard, Yugaya quietly approached Hermione: "Hermione, borrow me to copy the notes after class." ”

Hermione gave Yugaya an angry look, and Yugaya felt that she had agreed, and fell asleep with peace of mind.

The lesson that the class is really looking forward to is Defence Against the Dark Arts.

Although Professor Quirrell's lesson became almost a joke among the other young wizards, Yugaya felt that it was a nightmare for her.

A thick, almost substantial black-red mist hung over Quirrell, especially the garlic-scented turban he wrapped around his head, adding a cool background of dark wind to Professor Quirrell's eyes.

Yugaya felt like she had goosebumps coming out.

But strangely, after Professor Quirrell walked out of the classroom, the strong resentment slowly receded.

Later, Yugaya heard that the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher position was a cursed position, and that every Defence Against the Dark Arts professor could not stay at his post for more than a year.

So Professor Quirrell's body is roughly a curse power.

You must know that last year, a witch who wanted to prove that she didn't believe in evil turned out to be still in a feather - she was pregnant. However, embarrassingly, she is still an unmarried witch.

Sure enough, she was still too young, and she neither proved that she was strong, nor that this curse was just a rumor.

Yugaya knew that this curse really existed. Don't ask her how she knows, she can always know something important or insignificant.

"The second generation of the Dark Lord once wanted to apply for the position of professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts class." Yugaya explained to Hermione and the others, and before he could say the first sentence, the three of them gasped.

"But Professor Dumbledore decided he had other plans, and feared that he would extend his claws to us lovely little wizards, so he resolutely rejected him."

"Thankfully, fortunately." Ron patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief, "Professor Dumbledore is indeed the greatest wizard of our time. ”

As they spoke, a few interested little wizards around them also came up.

One of the red-haired Weasley brothers patted their little brother, "Ron, don't interrupt. ”

Another Weasley then asked, "Later, the mystery man cursed the Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson. ”

"Yes, he's going to curse." "But you know that when the cursed person dies, the vast majority of the curses become invalid. ”

"Is this a special curse?" Hermione asked.

"Half and half." Yujaya pondered for a second and said, "The curse was no longer valid after Harry killed him, but that was after the curse had succeeded several times and was already well known. Everyone believed that the curse was real, and the curse was perpetuated. ”

"Really? Can it still be like this? The young wizards were skeptical, but a few wise little wizards were thoughtful.

What is magic, replacing reality with imagination, distorting matter with magic, the magic of wizards carries the belief that I think therefore I am, so when using Transfiguration, you have to think about the items you are going to transform; When using spells, you need to think about the effect of the spells you use. The more concrete the imagination is, the more successful it will be, as if the closer it is to reality, the less magic it consumes.

Yugaya summed it up and said that this is the power of the legendary "I seek".

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I've seen other professors, and the last one to appear is our finale Potions professor, Severus Snape.

Professor Snape had good facial features, and he could see that he was also a handsome man when he was young, but he did not give a very good impression, with middle-parted black hair greasy, a sad and gloomy face, eyes like dementors, black and hollow, without a trace of warmth, and he had to suck away all the happiness and warmth of others.

"You've come here to learn the exact science and rigor of this potion." Professor Snape walked into the classroom, and his cold aura effortlessly kept the classroom in order.

"Since there is no stupid waving of a wand here, many of you will not believe that it is magic. I don't expect you to really grasp the beauty of the simmering cauldron of white smoke and fragrance, and you won't really understand the magic of the liquid that flows into people's veins, the thrilling and disorienting of the will. I can teach you how to increase your prestige, brew glory, and even stop death—but one thing has to be, and that is that you are not the kind of fools and fools I often encounter. ”

After his short opening remarks, the class was dumbfounded.

"Potter!" Snape suddenly began to embarrass Harry, asking him soul-three questions, and ignoring Hermione, who was eager to express himself.

Yugaye was slightly distracted, unconsciously recalling the charming posture of Professor Snape leaning against the podium just now, and four big words came to mind: bewitching!

Snape walked past Yugaya, and stopped consciously.