Chapter 409 The so-called black magic

George is the best student Hogwarts has ever seen, and that's something everyone knows. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoBy the time he was in his second year, he was already able to kill the basilisk head-on on his own, something that even professors couldn't do.

By now, George was completely a privileged figure in the Academy, and his status was no worse than that of a professor, and his comparison would make everyone despair.

After going back and forth, the other houses also thoroughly understood not to show off in front of Ravenclaw students, it would only hurt themselves.

The Hufflepuff students were very unhappy with Harry's actions as an individual contestant. Not only did he steal Cedric's Warrior Honor, but now he had to compete with the whole of Hogwarts for the Triwizard Tournament.

This made the Hufflepuff students, who had never had a sense of existence, unable to help but show their ugly faces in front of Harry again and again, showing their presence.

As for the Slytherins, needless to say, they hated Harry's actions. Of course, it wasn't Harry's actions that they hated, but their hearts ached that they didn't come from their own house.

Such a textbook cunning tactic should have been Slytherin's prerogative. But now such glory has been taken away by their sworn enemies, by their despised opponents. The thought of this made them more bored with Harry than ever.

They were annoyed by the thought that Harry had not only cheated the age line, but had also become an individual participant in the Triwizard Tournament for the first time before. The meanest and most cunning people at Hogwarts turned out not to have come from Slytherin, which was the greatest insult to them, the heaviest blow.

Fortunately, Harry was used to strange eyes, compared to the dissatisfaction of his peers. He had seen deep malice for a long time, and Snape would still sneer at him in class and deduct points at will.

And this was much better than the previous three years, and he was already starting to know what to do with Snape. The more he understood, the more Snape could only make it harder and harder for him.

In addition to classes, he spends more time with Ron, Hermione, and the Mutual Aid Society. There, with George in charge, the students are more honest than in class.

At this particular time, the Society is like a Hogwarts hideaway, and everyone seems polite, at least on the surface.

Harry was rectifying Defence Against the Dark Arts to a few of his classmates, and despite the great displeasure in the eyes of one of the Hufflepuff students, he could only listen honestly when Harry spoke. obediently squeezed a smile on his face, looking attentive to the lecture.

Most of the time, George would sit in a chair next to the bookshelf and read a book, occasionally correcting some of the problems in their guidance.

"Defence Against the Dark Arts, as the name suggests, is a technique against the dark arts. When we learn Defence Against the Dark Arts, we must also understand what Black Arts is. In this way, we can understand what is defense against the dark arts and how to defend against the dark arts. ”

Harry translated the Defence Against the Dark Arts he understood into a language that the other party could understand.

This process is a test of a person's ability, the more people have a deep understanding of the concept, the more they can use the language that the other party can understand, and vividly answer the other party's confusion.

Harry looked into the student's eyes and said solemnly, "Black magic is magic that targets people's weaknesses, and the lethality of black magic is amazing, and every black magic is an attack that specifically targets people's weaknesses. Man is very vulnerable, and he cannot rely on the flesh to fight against black magic. ”

"Understanding this, we should understand that the defense against the dark arts is never simply to defend and hold on. These attacks on weaknesses cannot be fought against by the body. You can only choose to avoid it, and you can only choose to crack it. ”

"Unlike all other classes, the Dark Wizard doesn't give you a solid spell casting session, and he doesn't give you any rules. ”

"You can't use anything you've learned in class to fight the dark arts, and if you can, I'd suggest you go to the dueling club and participate in more duels. Only hands-on combat can give you a rough idea of what Defence Against the Dark Arts class is really about. ”

On the other side, Neville was under Hermione's tutelage, and over the years, he had become more and more proficient in making potions. His potions-making skills are increasing at an astonishing rate.

"Yes, that's it, as I said earlier, Neville, you're very talented. Hermione watched in amazement as Neville threw the materials on the table into the cauldron in a way that was completely unseen in Snape's class.

George walked up behind Neville and watched Neville's movements.

At this time, Neville was completely free of the clumsy wooden Ne of the past. He was undistracted, his eyes were focused, neither Hermione's praise nor George's observation attracted his attention in the slightest. He threw himself into the making of potions.

He calmly and dexterously added the medicinal herbs on the table to the cauldron, and the long spoon in his hand gently stirred the potions in the cauldron at a fixed frequency, and all the sounds did not disturb him.

Eventually, the rest of the Society was drawn in, and they gathered around Neville. Watching him use the concentration and calmness that he would never have in the past to make a very difficult antidote.

Finally, Neville grabbed the cauldron with his pliers and poured the potion from the cauldron into the clear glass bottle. It wasn't until he pointed the glass bottle to the sun that he realized that he was surrounded by everyone.

He hugged the glass bottle tightly in his arms and stammered, "Out... What's ..... Things?"

He asked in fear, "Did I make a mistake again.... I'm sorry.... I didn't mean to", he apologized at a loss, his eyes instantly reddening.

"You didn't do anything wrong, you did a great job. George took the lead and applauded.

The rest of the society also applauded enthusiastically.

Neville had no idea what was going on, his expression stunned, not understanding what was going on.

Hermione helped him place the potion on the table and said, "You didn't do anything wrong, your potions were perfect and your focus was perfect, everyone was stunned, you were so talented, you just hadn't unearthed him yet." ”

"But... But—" Neville was dumbfounded, speechless.

The evaluation of talent has always been insulated from him. His biggest wish in this life is only to be able to not hold everyone back.

It is precisely because of this wish that he was able to persevere in the contempt and reprimand of his teacher, no matter how hard and difficult it was, he persevered, just to not drag his friends back.

(To be continued.) )