A first-year Hogwarts student isn't even a real wizard.

For a long time, not just Hogwarts, but the entire wizarding world thought so.

Because compared to their weak magic, dropping their wand and lunging at their opponents is usually a more common and effective way to "reason" in the event of a conflict.

However, after only one lesson in Defence Against the Dark Arts (now called Magic Combat, to be exact), the students suddenly opened a door to a new world.

"Whether it's black magic or white magic is an inaccurate statement. ”

Grindelwald walked among the students who were practicing in teams, speaking slowly in a voice that was just enough for the class to hear.

"That's just a matter of what it does, and how it's used most often. ”

"The Flame Charm can effectively repel dozens of dark creatures that fear sunlight and heat, such as Yin Corpses and Vampires, and the Levitation Charm, if used with bad intentions, is enough to take away the fragile lives of humans......"

"Hmm...... Miss Hermione Granger, do you have any questions?"

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, glanced at the girl with her right hand raised, turned her head and asked curiously.

"Professor Apokalis, your statement is not the same as the description in the book. ”

Hermione looked at Grindelwald with a serious face, bit her lip and said quickly.

"Black magic, this is a general term for dangerous magic, and it has many characteristics that are different from most magic: it is highly harmful to humans, it lacks an effective spell solution, and the process of releasing it is contrary to normal moral ......"

"It's a very meaningful question, yes, it's not entirely wrong – for mediocre people. ”

Grindelwald grinned, and pointed his wand at the wall behind the classroom.

"Funny funny!"

Rumble!

A dazzling white light pierced the air.

With a roar, a terrible crack appeared in the solid stone wall of the castle.

"Miss Granger, this is a simple spell used against the Boggart, and the only use is to transform it from a nasty appearance to a comical state...... However, with the blessing of enough magical power......"

Grindelwald pointed to the crack in the wall, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I can tell you with certainty that this spell could easily take the lives of everyone, if not most of the students in this classroom. ”

"On the other hand, the Dark Magic Fire Spell I just mentioned......"

Without the sound of any incantation, a faint flame appeared on Grindelwald's fingertips.

"Whew~"

Grindelwald blew lightly and gracefully extinguished the flames.

Now, let me tell you a simple but forgotten fact. ”

"Anything that starts discussing the dangers and practicality of a spell without considering the actual scenario and the mana used by the spellcaster is pointless nonsense - the Fire Charm is effective at getting rid of termites in a castle, and the Bubble Head Charm can make people die an unsightly death. ”

Looking around at the little wizards in the classroom who seemed to understand what they didn't understand, Grindelwald was in a good mood.

Compared to the selfish, stupid and stubborn adult wizards, these children are the future of this world - after all these years of solitude at Newmontgard Castle, Grindelwald has come to realize that his biggest problem has been, and he is too eager to make a change.

"Remember, magic is just magic. ”

Grindelwald shrugged his shoulders and said with a gentle smile.

"Magic blooms in a very small number of souls, children. First ......"

"Ahem, ahem!"

At this moment, there was a somewhat abrupt coughing sound at the door of the classroom.

Grindelwald stopped his lecture and turned around, a look of helplessness on his face.

"Ah...... Professor Dumbledore, if I'm not mistaken, it's time for class?"

"I'm sorry, Professor Apocaris. ”

Dumbledore stood in front of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom door, bowing his head slightly in apology.

Then, as if he did not understand the dissatisfaction in Grindelwald's voice, the old wizard not only did not leave, but walked straight in, to the end of the classroom, and carefully examined the cracked wall.

"I was just passing by and happened to hear some unexpected noises, so I ......"

Dumbledore drew his wand and tapped it on the wall, and the shattered stone dust returned to the wall as if time had gone back in time, and the crack that had been blasted by the spell healed quickly until it was gone.

"And, may you allow me to sit in for a moment, it's definitely not a question of your magical knowledge. I'm just a little worried, these first graders who are new to magic...... Can you understand what you're saying? ”

“...... Scold. ”

Looking at the familiar smirk on the old face in front of him, Grindelwald's eyebrows twitched disdainfully.

After all these years, he still didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking at this time?

Isn't it just a habit to say a few lines of speech in the cemetery, and the old guy rushes in nervously, lest he take this opportunity to re-promote his former ideas - the same situation, the class has happened several times in the past few days, the first few times it was just to create a little magic fluctuation outside the classroom, this time it simply broke in.

"Of course, you are the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and everything is up to you. ”

Grindelwald snorted in displeasure, wand spinning around his fingertips.

"And as I recall, you were informed of the changes to the course before. Professor Dumbledore. ”

"Don't get me wrong, it's not an order from the headmaster. ”

Dumbledore smiled, conjured a wooden chair out of thin air, and sat down at the back of the classroom—clearly not intending to leave.

"It's just a former Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, curious about the latest change in direction of this course, and you can just think of me as a special student. ”

"Okay, student. ”

Grindelwald glanced at the old wizard who was still in the classroom, the corners of his mouth raised, a playful smile, and turned to look at the class, continuing where he had been interrupted.

"First of all, I need to ask you to answer a question, what is the strongest magic in the world?"

The students looked at each other with a hesitant expression on their faces.

With Dumbledore at the back of the classroom, the young wizards were a little reserved.

There was an eerie silence in the classroom for a moment, and after a few seconds of silence, it was Hermione who was the first to raise her hand.

"Avada's Curse, the Killing Curse. You said that this spell cannot be resisted or broken...... What's more, the former Dark Lord used this magic to kill countless wizards, becoming the most terrifying dark wizard in the history of modern magic. ”

The most terrible ...... Dark Wizard?!

"Voldemort? (The children from the wizarding family shake in unison at the mention of the name)

Grindelwald shook his head as he remembered the dark shadow that had been sprinkling dirt all the way a few days ago, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"Demon King, it's nothing more than a self-appointed one, and it seems to me that it's just a young man who abuses the killing curse, and he doesn't even understand what he's doing. And it turns out that the Killing Curse is not completely unstoppable......"

Hearing this, the whole class subconsciously turned their heads to look at Harry who was sitting in the corner of the classroom.

Clearly, the man Grindelwald was talking about who had successfully resisted the Killing Curse was the savior who had barely had much presence since he entered Hogwarts - though that wasn't a bad thing for Harry himself.

However, as Hermione's answer was rejected, the class fell silent once again.

"It's a pity that no one can answer such a simple question. ”

Grindelwald shook his head in feigned regret.

The old wizard looked at the quiet classroom, a smug smile on his face, and was about to unravel the mystery.

You know, although it is a temporary duck on the shelf, Grindelwald has indeed prepared a lesson plan for class. Otherwise, Dumbledore and the professors at the school would not have allowed a strange wizard to directly take over such an important main lesson.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly popped up that made people's brains hurt.

"That...... Healing magic, or rather, magic text?"

“Emmmmm......”

The smile on Grindelwald's face froze subconsciously, turned his head to look at the white-haired ball with an innocent face, and suddenly felt a faint soreness in his left shoulder, this kid, can't he be hinting at something?

"Well...... this"

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