Sirius Black's forced break-in of the Gryffindor common room became a hot topic of conversation in Hogwarts for the next few days.

Everyone was keen to guess how he got into Hogwarts Castle, and they all gave their own answers.

The heated discussion seemed to be a good thing about Blake's incursion.

George and Fred even suggested adding a voting column to the Hogwarts School Magazine, allowing students to vote on the stealth method that Blake was most likely to use.

Considering that the impact of this was not very good, this suggestion was directly rejected by Hermione.

And as time went on, the myth of how Black got into the castle became more and more mysterious.

A Hufflepuff girl named Hannah Abbott even went out of her way to tell everyone who would listen to her that Blake would turn into a flowering bush.

Of course, this statement is very close to the truth.

That night, Clark didn't say anything about how to infiltrate Hogwarts.

The idea is that Dementors' soul vision is not sensitive to small creatures, and just as frogs have a hard time noticing stationary bugs, they have a hard time noticing cats, dogs, and so on.

So if a person is proficient in Animagus and can turn into an animal, he can deceive the Dementors.

Of course, Clark didn't say much about it, and he wasn't Ron and Hagrid.

Even he is not in a hurry to find Blake now, after all, it is not a business that is in a hurry, and at this moment, Peter Pettigrew is in his hands, and it is Blake who should be in a hurry.

Dry him for a while, let him be impetuous, and be anxious, so that he can better improve the conditions.

But because of this, there is also something that makes people feel very depressed now.

Because the portrait of the Fat Lady had been destroyed, it was removed from the wall and replaced with a portrait of Sir Cadogan and his fat grey pony.

About this, no one is happy about it.

The demented Sir Cadogan had spent almost half of his time challenging people and asking them to duel him.

The rest of the time, he spent it figuring out ridiculously complicated passwords, sometimes changing them three or four times a day.

Because of this, the young wizards of Gryffindor complained to Percy.

"He's just crazy!" Seamus Finigan angrily said to Percy, "Can't we just change people?"

Perhaps because of the in-depth communication with Clark last time, Percy himself has changed a lot.

At least in the face of the complaints of the junior students, he still maintains a kind and enthusiastic big brother image.

"No way, no other painter would do the job," said Percy, spreading his hands, "and what had happened to the fat lady frightened them, and Sir Cadogan was the only one to come forward." ”

Of course, these are minor issues for the Hogwarts teachers, and they have more important things to focus on, such as Harry Potter!

"I have a feeling that the professors have been spying on me lately," Harry couldn't help but confide in Clark during a certain herb class, "and they always make excuses to walk with me in the hallway. ”

"Remove the word 'feeling' and they're spying on you!" Clark was carefully loosening the soil for Mibu Mibao.

This magical plant, which resembles a small gray cactus, is covered with boil-like things, and it is still beating slightly, like a diseased internal organ.

And once your move is bigger, it is considered an attack on it, and it will trigger the self-defense mechanism unique to Mibu Mibao.

Those boils are extremely powerful weapons, and they will spew a lot of viscous and foul-smelling liquid to attack enemies.

"I feel like you're showing off, Harry," Hermione interjected abruptly, "showing off that you're being heavily protected by the professors." ”

"What's there to brag about?"

"Be careful!"

Harry said excitedly, his hand moving heavier, and Mibu Mibao in front of him attacked.

With a higher level of perception, Clark dodged it first, and the foul-smelling slime sprayed all over Ron's head as he stood behind him.

"Oh my God!" Ron was on the verge of collapse, but Professor Sprout had just in time to spray his red hair with a special perfume.

They regrouped in front of Mibu Mibao and continued to operate carefully.

"Do you think I want to do that? Professor McGonagall called me into her office the day before yesterday, and you didn't see the look on her face, as if someone was dead. ”

"Of course I know Blake is chasing me," Harry said more and more frustrated, "but do you know what Professor McGonagall says?" How could it be that she told me not to practice Quidditch in the evening? We're going to have our first game on Saturday!"

"So you got into a big fight with her?" Hermione asked curiously.

Harry shook his head and sneered, "Of course not, I just argued with the arguments, and then Professor McGonagall agreed, but Madame Hooch will supervise our training at that time." ”

As the first Quidditch match approached, the weather got worse and worse, and the storm raged wildly.

Under Mrs. Hodge's supervision, the Gryffindor team trained harder than before.

It's just that the Slytherin team's trickery has disrupted their plans.

They postponed the match on the grounds that their Seeker, Draco Malfoy, still had an arm injury.

So, Saturday's game was Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff.

This is definitely bad news for the Gryffindor team.

It's just that although they are very dissatisfied, they can only accept this arrangement, step up the time to change the training plan, and adjust their tactics.

The day before the race, the wind and rain were fierce, and it was even more severe than before.

The hallways and classrooms were so dark that I had to light more torches and lights.

Glutain

The Slytherins looked smug and unmatched Malfoy in that regard, and he gloated around Harry a few times, admiring his angry but helpless expression.

There was a Defence Against the Dark Arts class today, and Clark and the others arrived early, but it wasn't Professor Lupin who was waiting for them, but Snape.

He was still dressed in the same wide black robe, with a gloomy and mocking smile on his face, "Your Professor Lupin can't come today, I'll take this class, he ...... me before I came."

"I'm sorry, I'm late, Professor Lupin, I-" Harry recklessly rushed in through the door, interrupting Snape.

"This class started ten minutes ago, Potter, and I think Gryffindor should be deducted ten points. Sit down. ”

But Harry didn't move, "Where's Professor Lupin?"

"He's having a little problem with his body, and he's too sick to go to class today." Snape grinned and said, "Didn't I already tell you to sit down?"

Harry stood still and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Snape's black eyes glowed dangerously.

"There is no danger to life." He said, as if he wished it was, "five more Gryffindors, and fifty points if I tell you to sit down again and you don't!" ”

Harry stumbled over to his seat and sat down.

Snape glanced around the class, "Before Potter interrupted me, I was saying that Professor Lupin didn't leave a record of your class's progress—"

"Sir, we've learned the Boggart, the Red Hat, the Kaba, and the Grindellow," Lavender Brown said quickly, "and we're just about to start—"

"Quiet," Snape said coldly, "I didn't ask you. I'm just commenting on Professor Lupin's lack of coherent teaching. ”

Hermione rolled her eyes, and sure enough, Snape had come to trouble Lupin, but luckily she had an extra eye and didn't speak.

But the other Gryffindor students didn't understand this.

"He's the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher we've ever had." Dean Thomas said boldly, and the rest of the class muttered agreement, and Snape's face darkened a little.

"You're easy to meet, Lupin hardly demands anything from you - I think you should be able to deal with Red Hats and Grindello in the first year, and we're going to talk about it today-"

Clark watched as he quickly flipped through the textbook, all the way to the last chapter, and sure enough, as in the original book, what he was going to talk about was-

"Werewolf!" Snape said.

"But, sir," said Harry, almost reluctantly, "we shouldn't be learning werewolves yet, we should start learning Hinkpunk-"

"Potter," Snape said, his tone was deathly calm, "I felt as if I was teaching, not you." I'll tell you all, turn to page 394. He looked around again, "All of you! Now!"

The class exchanged glances in pain, some muttered gloomily, and everyone opened their books.

"Now, can any of you tell me how to distinguish a werewolf from a real wolf and a normal human?"

Everyone sat there silently, motionless, opting for silent protest, even Hermione, who had always liked to answer questions in class.

"Who can answer?" Snape asked again, but the students remained unmoved.

He grinned toothlessly, "Are you telling me that Professor Lupin didn't teach you the basic distinction between the three—"

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

"Quiet!" Snape growled, "Good, good, good, 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—"

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his gaze to Clark, "Maybe our first Mr. knows something, Puwitt, you can answer!" ”

Snape directly called Clark by name, and he stood up helplessly, and was silent for a while, before he said when Snape was almost impatient:

"A werewolf is a half-orc who is a human in normal times, no different from a normal person, but transforms into a half-human, half-wolf form when the moon is full.

Werewolves and real wolves are not actually intrinsically related, although they are very similar to real wolves after transformation, but wolves are wolves, and there is still a big difference between the two.

If you have dissected werewolves, you will find that the internal bone structure of their bodies is more skeletal than that of humans, at least in terms of pelvic bones, hand bones and leg joints.

In addition, the difference between the muzzle, nose, and tail of a werewolf is also obvious, and the difference between the pupil of the eye is more imperceptible.

Therefore, compared with wolves, werewolves are actually a subspecies of humans, and in addition, werewolves have the same length of middle finger and ring finger when they are in the human state, which is an important way to identify werewolves. ”

Snape didn't add a single point to Gryffindor, he just shouted at the students below, "Why don't you write it all down." ”

The classroom resounded with the sound of stumbling writing, and Snape stood on the podium and continued:

"There are still a lot of knowledge points that Puwitt has not mentioned, although werewolves have no internal connection with wolves, but when they take the form of wolves, they will completely lose their human consciousness.

At this point, they are no different from brutes, and the transformed werewolves will try to kill their best friends because they lose their minds and will only respond to the calls of their companions. ”

Snape gushed about his own prejudices in the students, "Werewolves are dangerous and evil, because they were human beings, so they hate other normal humans, they have always avoided normal society, lived on the margins, stole food and sometimes killed people-"

"Not all werewolves are like that, Professor!" Neville, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "Before they turned into wolves, they were also humans, weren't they, and since they were humans, there must be good and bad." ”

"Put away your useless kindness, Longbottom, the curse attached to the werewolf cannot be overcome by will, and anyone who tries to influence the werewolf by relying on so-called tolerance and love will die in their mouths."

"But—"

"Shut up!" Snape said excitedly, and some of the students were taken aback by his loud voice, "I'm here to teach now, not to discuss with you, you just need to write down what I said completely, don't use your stupid brains to speculate and speculate!" ”

"Professor Lupin wouldn't give us a lecture like that." Ron couldn't help but say it out loud, and he regretted it after saying that.

The class immediately realized that something was not going well, and Snape slowly walked towards Ron, the whole room holding their breath.

"You stay after school, Weasley." Snape's face was so close to Ron's that he could clearly see the malice on Snape's face, "If I hear you criticize my teaching methods again, you'll regret it very much." ”

In the class that followed, no one made any noise, everyone sat down, honestly taking notes about werewolves according to the textbook and Snape's account, and the atmosphere in the class was extremely oppressive for a while.

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