On the eve of the race, the wind and rain were fierce, and it was even more severe than before. The hallway and classroom www.biquge.info was dark, so I had to light more torches and lights. The Slytherins were indeed complacent, and no one could compare to Malfoy in that regard.

"Ah, if only my arm had been better!" he sighed, as the wind outside hit the window.

Harry had nothing on his mind except for the next day's game. Oliver Wood kept running to him between classes, constantly giving him tips. The third time Wood did this, he said a lot of things, and Harry suddenly realized that his Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson had started ten minutes earlier, so he ran with his feet up, and Wood shouted behind him, "Diggory's sudden turn is very fast, Harry, so you might as well find a way to entangle him-"

Harry stopped outside the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, pushed the door open, and rushed inside.

"I'm sorry, Professor Lupin, I'm late. Harry said with some haste, but it wasn't Professor Lupin's scarred, gentle face that awaited him.

At this time, Harry suddenly realized that Professor Lupin had told him to take a leave of absence for a while.

However, the substitute teachers did not make Harry happy in any way, and Professor Snape made his dream come true by becoming the acting Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

"This class started ten minutes ago, Potter, and I think Gryffindor should be deducted ten points. Sit down. Professor Snape didn't look back, for he was a no-brainer for deducting points from Harry.

"......" Harry pursed his lips and didn't speak, he saw that there was a seat next to Van Lin, and he was about to sit down with his bag.

"What are you going to do?"

Before Harry could put the book on the table, a pair of white hands were white in front of him.

It was Hermione, who was busily placing Defence Against the Dark Arts textbooks and notes from Van Lin's pocket on the table.

"Are you going to sit on my lap, Harry?" said Hermione, frowning, her hand still moving.

"But......" Harry rubbed his eyes as he realized that Hermione was really sitting here, "there was no one just now!"

"Have you caught a cold from the rain, I've been sitting here...... Can...... Maybe you're dazzled. Hermione said with some weakness.

"Uh...... Harry, you can do it this way......" Van Lin beckoned, and there was an empty seat next to him.

"Oh...... Oh......" Harry said with some smuggling, his mind a little hard to turn.

"Can't you give up both?" Van Lin whispered, bringing his mouth to Hermione's ear.

"You...... You know, I'll think about it...... Hurry up and ......" Hermione pushed Van Lin, feeling very strange just now.

"Turn the textbook to page 394. Snape ignored the episode, and it made him feel good to have Harry deducted.

Ron was a little bored, and he flipped lazily, which was a bit glaring to Snape's eyes.

With a flick of Snape's wand, Ron's book jumped to page 394 in an instant, which startled Ron, he didn't sit with Harry, but he still had Professor Snape's attention, which was not a good sign.

"Werewolves?" Ron hadn't reacted yet, page 148 was the beginning of the nocturnal creature, and the first to bear the brunt was the werewolf, and the illustration on this page was this extremely brutal uh-uh-dark creature.

"Werewolves?" Hermione frowned, "Sir, we've learned about the Boggart, the Red Hat, the Kaba, and Grindy Low," Hermione said quickly, "We're still a long time before we write a ...... for the nocturnal creatures."

"Quiet!" said Snape coldly, "I don't mean to let you comment on these things, in fact, I don't have any interest in ...... Lupin was unhappy with the pace of his teaching, and he should know what was the point. ”

"He's the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher we've ever had. Dean Thomas said boldly, and the rest of the class murmured in agreement. Snape looked even more threatening than usual.

"You are easily satisfied. Lupin has little to ask of you...... I think I should be able to deal with Red Hat and Grindy Low in first grade. Today we're going to talk about ......"

Harry watched him quickly flip through the textbook all the way to the last chapter, and he must have known that they hadn't learned yet.

“...... Werewolf. Snape said.

"But, sir," said Hermione, seemingly unable to control herself, "we shouldn't be learning werewolves yet, we should start learning the ...... of Hinkpunk"

"Miss Granger," Snape said, with a deathly calm tone, "I feel as if I was teaching, not you." I'll tell you all, turn to page 394. He looked around again, "All of you!"

All the young wizards present exchanged a pained look at each other, at least until Professor Lupin returned, the Defence Against the Dark Arts class would be the second most hated class everybody, the first being Potions, and Professor Binns's History of Magic was third.

Of course, in Hermione's mind, there was nothing worse than Professor Trawney's divination.

"How could he ...... like that," Hermione muttered quietly, and Van Lin smiled wryly, already familiar with Snape's style.

"Can any of you tell me how to tell the difference between a werewolf and a real wolf?"

Everyone sat there silently, motionless, except for Hermione, whose hands were raised straight in the air as usual.

"Who can answer?" said Snape, ignoring Hermione. He still had the same dead man's expression.

"Are you telling me that Professor Lupin didn't teach you the basic difference between the two......

"We tell you," Parvati said suddenly, "we haven't learned the werewolf chapter yet, we're still learning ......"

"Quiet!" Snape said calmly, "what a good explanation, I never thought I'd run into a third-year student who couldn't recognize a werewolf." I'm going to write it down and tell Professor Dumbledore how backward you are......"

Snape turned his back to them and reprimanded without looking back, but everyone was used to such scenes, and Snape didn't like to have his questions answered.

Everyone was afraid to speak, Snape's authority was still there, and no one wanted to be treated the same way as Neville, Harry and Ron in his Potions class, it was too painful.