"Come in!"

Snape's voice sounded like it had come from the Nine Shadows...... It's like the wind blowing from hell, and it can't help but make everyone take it seriously, after all, not everyone can face Professor Snape peacefully.

Van Lin went in and looked around, as if to find out how Professor Snape's Defence Against the Dark Arts class was different from everyone else before.

Quirrell, for example, was full of garlic at the time, or Umbridge, a very standardized process of taking notes in class.

Of course, it was obviously impossible for Professor Snape to be in the same style as Umbridge, and as for emulating Lupin and Sirius, everyone knew that it would be very difficult, so to speak, impossible at all.

It was clear that Professor Snape had given the house his own personality, the curtains had been drawn, the candles had been lit, and it was darker than ever. The walls were decorated with new portraits, many of which depicted people who looked in pain, as if they had been in terrible pain or with strangely shaped twisted limbs.

It's the same style as the office in the basement, but the difference is that this time it's not a potion bottle or anything like that that affects everyone's mood.

Everyone sat down in silence and looked around at the gloomy, terrifying portraits.

"I didn't let you take out your textbooks," Professor Snape said as he closed the door and turned to stand behind the podium to face the class, and Hermione hurriedly put "Against the Faceless Monsters" back in her bag and stuffed it under her chair. "Now I want you to listen to me with all my attention. ”

His dark eyes swept over their looking faces and lingered on Harry's face for a moment.

Obviously, this is no different from the process of Potions class, be warned. However, it was more about a single person, and it was clear that that that person had no second choice but Harry.

Van Lin could, but in Snape's eyes, Van Lin was just an arrogant imp, even if he had taught Van Lin for a while.

"I'm sure you've been taught by five teachers so far. ”

"Do you believe...... It's like you didn't see them coming and going, Snape, and I hope you're next," Harry thought viciously, and if there was any way to get Snape to leave, even if it cost Harry a little, Van Lin felt that Harry would gladly agree.

"Naturally, these teachers have their own approaches and focuses. This has led to the current confusion, and I would be even more surprised if the exams ........ the courses. ”

Snape began to pace around the room, speaking in a deeper voice, and the class held up to their necks to keep Snape visible.

"The dark arts," Snape said, "are many, variety, ever-changing and eternal. Fighting them is like dealing with a multi-headed monster, with each neck severed to grow a more ferocious and intelligent head. You are fighting against something that is not fixed, constantly mutating, and indestructible. ”

Van Lin stared at Snape. There was no doubt that the Dark Arts were treated as a dangerous enemy, but why was it that Snape spoke of them with such a heartfelt affection?

I have to admit that black magic is very attractive, and if possible, many of Van Lin's spell casting techniques and methods come from different black magic that Van Lin has been exposed to.

They are extremely powerful, at least compared to the magic that is now common, and in many cases, mastering a dark magic, even if it is just a spell in the dark arts, often has some changes that change the outcome of the battle between wizards.

This is power, throughout the ages, countless wizards have gone from one after another, of course, these magic are not good or bad, at least in the eyes of Van Lin, only effective magic is considered real magic, but many times, these effective magic will have some side effects.

This may be due to the imperfection of the spell itself, or it may be a problem of the wizard himself, and both are obviously present now, but in its current form, the latter is more problematic.

Van Lin pondered the location and feasibility of the dark arts while listening carefully to Snape's speech.

"Your defenses," Snape said a little louder, "must therefore be as nimble and creative as the spells you are trying to destroy. The portraits," he said, pointing to a few of them as he passed them, "are a real illustration of how those people endured harm, such as the Mind Curse" (he pointed to a wizard screaming in pain), "being kissed by a Dementor" (the wizard curled up and falling by the wall with a glazed gaze), "or an attack by the Shadowy Force" (a bloody mass on the ground).

"So has anyone seen the corpse?" Parvati Patil shrieked. "Are you sure, he's using them?"

"The Dark Lord has used the Shadow Fly in the past," Snape said, "and that means it's wise for you to imagine that he might activate them again." Now......" He walked back into the classroom to the other end of the podium, and the class watched his black robe churn behind him again.

The windless automatic, this is what Van Lin admires the most, and the invisible aura envelops Professor Snape......

“...... I'm sure you're completely new to using silent spells. What are the benefits of silent spells?"

Hermione's hand was raised. Snape calmly glanced at everyone and made sure he had no choice before he said briefly, "Very well—Miss Granger?"

"Your opponent can't predict what kind of magic you're going to cast," Hermione said, "and it gives you a momentary advantage. ”

"This answer is an almost verbatim copy of the words from Standard Spells, Level Six," Snape said dismissively (Malfoy snickering in the corner), "but it was largely correct. Yes, those who can use magic without chanting spells can gain a surprise effect for their spells. Of course, not all wizards can do this, and the problem is that some people have a great ability to concentrate their wits," he glared at Harry again with hostility, "scarce. ”

Harry knew Snape was thinking about their disastrous Occlumency lesson last year. He met Snape's gaze and glared at him until Snape looked away.

"So, this is exactly what I'm going to teach you, the first lesson you have come to Hogwarts for true Defence Against the Dark Arts, remember, never assume that your enemy will scream like a fool to remind you of what spell he is about to cast, and of course, that involves another skill. ”

"What is it, Professor?" Van Lin looked at Snape expectantly, and all he answered was a cold look from Snape.

Van Lin immediately shut up, he didn't want to be locked up or anything, this was the first day of school, today was bad enough, Professor McGonagall doubled his class schedule, then was educated by Hermione, and then there was a lot of magic homework......

"Now you are separated," Snape continued, "in pairs. One tries to cast a spell on your partner silently. The other tried to resist the spell with the same silence. Let's go. ”

Despite Snape's unbeknownst knowledge, Harry and Van Lin had already taught at least half of the people in the classroom last year (...... Member) how to cast the Iron Armor Charm.

But no one can perform this magic without making a sound.

Gradually, a certain number of people began to cheat, and many simply chanted mantras quietly instead of loudly. As a typical example, Hermione managed to resist Neville's whispered soft-legged charm for ten minutes, without making a sound, any reasonable teacher would have awarded Gryffindor 20 points, but with Snape, it obviously didn't work.

Snape turned a blind eye to this, and he completely ignored Velin Hermione's side.

In his eyes, it was clear that Miss Jack-of-all-trades and Mr. Megalomania had been permanently blacklisted as visitors, and that Snape had taught Van Lin the basic techniques of the Silent Spell a few years earlier, and it was clear that the normal course of Defence Against the Dark Arts was not very suitable for him, such as the one against Van Lin...... Pig......

Based on the face alone, it can be vaguely seen that it is Seamus......

Van Lin was more of a teaching assistant to help his partner practice, but apparently Seamus was still reckless, he didn't resist the temptation of the spell, or rather, he didn't control the magic output......

This is normal, Seamus always did this in the past, Hogwarts's little blaster, if you use a wand to make a little explosion to help the fun, I believe Seamus will be uncomfortable.

And Fan Lin, who maintained the iron armor spell, didn't care to bounce the spell back, and Seamus didn't avoid it at the first time......

Well...... It was a sad story, but Snape didn't pay attention to it. Obviously, the professor was a little too lazy to think about it.

Compared to Van Lin and Hermione, it was clear that Harry and Ron were more able to attract Professor Snape's attention.

He walked back and forth as they practiced, like an oversized bat as before, and stopped to see Ron and Harry struggling to complete his task.

Ron looked as if he was trying to cast a spell on Harry, his face flushed purple and his lips closed tightly to resist the temptation to say the incantation. Harry wand in hand, waiting on pins and needles to resist the spell that never seemed to appear.

"Poor Weasley," Snape said after waiting a moment. "Look—I'll show you—"

He quickly pointed his wand at Harry, who instinctively reacted, forgetting all thoughts of the silent spell and shouting, "Armor!"

His Iron Armor Spell was so powerful that Snape lost his balance and crashed into a desk. The entire class turned to them, now staring at Snape's grim face struggling to brace himself.

"Do you remember when I told you we were practicing silent spells, Potter?"

"Yes. Harry said stiffly.

"Remember, sir. ”

"You don't have to call me sir, Professor. ”

The words slipped out of Harry's mouth before he realized what he was saying.

Several students, including Hermione, gasped.

Behind Snape's back, however, Ron, Dean and Seamus all grinned appreciatively.

Apparently, inadvertently, Harry made a hand. And it's very ......

"Confinement, Saturday night, in my office," Snape said, "I don't allow anyone to be rude to me, Potter...... Even the 'True Destiny' is no exception. ”

Snape's face was gloomy, and Harry ruined all the atmosphere he had created, making a public scandal and humiliating him......

After that, it was clear that some people continued with a smile.

"It's so beautiful, Harry!" Ron said with a happy smile as they walked back to rest.

"You really shouldn't have said that," Hermione said, frowning at Ron. "What's wrong with you?"

"He's going to cast a spell on me, maybe you haven't noticed!" Harry said angrily. "I've had enough of those Occlumenc lessons!Why didn't he use another guinea pig instead?What the hell was Dumbledore playing to have him teach the defense class?Did you hear him talk about the dark arts?He loved them!All the 'indefinite,' 'indestructible'—"

"Well," said Hermione, "I think he sounds a little bit like you." ”

"Like me?"

"Yes, you told us how you felt when you faced Voldemort. You say it's not just about reciting a lot of spells, you say it's just you, your wit, and your courage—well, isn't that what Snape was talking about? Isn't it all bravery and quick thinking?"

Harry's anger was gone, as Hermione thought what he said was just as memorable as the Standard Spell, and he didn't argue anymore.

For Harry's anger, it was obvious that Hermione still had a good way, it was not a difficult thing, Hermione alone was able to bring the three of them into order.

"Still, Harry, I think you still have a certain misunderstanding about the dark arts, in fact......" Van Lin just wanted to explain, but the voice that followed saved him a lot of steps.

"Harry, hey, Harry!" Harry looked around, and Jack Slapper, one of the Gryffindor Quidditch team's batsmen last year, was running towards him with a roll of parchment.

"For you," Slapple gasped, "listen, I heard you're the new captain. When will the selection start?"

"I'm not sure yet," said Harry, who privately felt that Sloaner would have to expect a miracle if he was back on the team.

"I'll let you know. ”

"Oh, okay. I hope it's this weekend—" But Harry didn't listen, he just recognized the thin, slanted handwriting on the parchment. So he hurriedly pulled Verin, Hermione, and Ron away, leaving Laughper, who had finished speaking, and unfolded the parchment as he ran.

Dear Harry: I'd like to start an extra lesson for you this Saturday. I hope you will come to my office at eight o'clock in the evening. Oh, and don't forget, take the Van Lin, I think, that's what you need, too. Have a great first day back at school.

You are sincere, Albus Dumbledore

And: I love sour lollipops.

"He likes sour lollipops?" Ron said with a puzzled look on his face, leaning over to see the note.

"This is through the command of the stone beast outside his study," Fan Lin said helplessly, lowering his voice.

"Hah! Snape will be upset...... I can't go to confinement!" Harry looked excited, but the excitement was partly from Dumbledore, and Van Lin didn't know much about it, but it was certain that Harry was definitely happy to escape from Snape.