Chapter 18: Lesson 1

"Decades ago, there was a young man who asked for this position, Defence Against the Dark Arts, and he failed, twice."

Ricardo stood on the podium and looked solemnly at the students below.

His first class was to teach fifth grade, Ravenclaw and Slytherin.

The little wizards sat upright underneath, and no one dared to whisper.

As soon as he entered, Ricardo pulled down the curtains and cast a spell to light the oil lamp on the ceiling, which shone faintly green, and then stared at them with his eyes, and uttered the words with a blank face.

This scene reminds people of a certain snake king in the cellar...... Even the Slytherins couldn't help but shudder.

"Subsequently, he cursed the position, and everyone who became a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts would leave for a variety of different reasons."

This environment ...... This opens...... Are you telling ghost stories, Professor?

At this point, the students didn't care what Ricardo would stop, and they talked about it to drive away the fear in their hearts.

"That person seems to have a resounding name after my long investigation." Ricardo didn't seem to hear the students discussing, and talked to himself.

The discussion among the students was louder, and Slytherin's face was different, but with a hint or inexplicable pride.

It suddenly occurred to them that the adult also applied to serve as a Dark Magic Defense ...... every year

"His name is, Volt, Earth, Demon."

Not Snape, Ravenclaw thought it was good...... Slytherin was a little frustrated......

No!

Wait a minute!

Curse...... Who is the Curser?

Submit...... Volta...... Earth Demons?

The dark room, the lights of the spell-colored light, the low and hoarse tone, the name that the world fears is pronounced. In an instant, everyone's faces became frightened, and their blood vessels seemed to be frozen by ice.

"Ahh

Some people couldn't help but cry out in horror!

Teach what you're doing!

Ricardo looked at the frightened students, forced himself not to laugh, and sat down at a table to wait for the students to be quiet.

It was his opening remarks for the fifth grade that left such a deep impression.

After all, they were only facing the ordinary wizard level exam, and they still had time to understand the true meaning of the defense against the dark arts.

After a long time, the student regained his composure, and then he stood up again and spoke eloquently on the podium:

"That's right, it's the second generation of the Dark Lord, the Dark Wizard whose name can't even be mentioned, the nightmare of the British Isles," Ricardo paced the podium, the corners of his mouth twitching, "Besides, the wizard who was defeated by a one-year-old child." ”

It sounded ridiculous, but no one laughed out loud.

"By the way, you guys want to see the boy who 'defeated' the Dark Lord okay, and it's better not to interfere with each other's lives."

He took out his wand and placed it on the wall behind the podium, where black lines appeared on the whiteboard, gradually forming a strange pattern:

"This is the dark arts, the things we have to defend against. They are the most terrifying form of magic in the world known, encompassing curses, killings, mind control, and other incantations that violate human morality, causing irreparable damage to innocent people. ”

He turned his wrist and painted a green light on the whiteboard.

"For example, Avada Suo, a little green light can change your fate. When one's evil thoughts are strong enough, no known way can defend against life-seeking spells. ”

"As soon as you touch this spell, you will die instantly, and there is no overt solution to the curse."

Of course, it wasn't black magic, and he hadn't actually learned it yet - after all, Beauxbatons wouldn't teach such things, and those who could teach Ricardo black magic had already been taken over by it.

It's just a small extension of the Transfiguration Charm, with a bit of a fantasy connotation.

"The Drill Heart Charm, a small spell is comparable to the most terrible torture, and many wizards have become servants of others because they can't bear this pain."

This is one of the most profound spells that affect humanity, and the abused person either falls with a sense of revenge or despair, while the abuser is more able to appreciate the pleasure of abuse and continues to accept the power of darkness. A spell that can plunge both people into the abyss. ”

He drew another face of pain, his dark eyes flashing red, and the corners of his mouth twitched but tried his best to hook up, as if the beast in his heart had unconsciously revived.

"The Imperius Curse, which controls the soul of a human being, even if it is a loved one, you will kill it mercilessly because of the spellcaster's orders."

A marionette appears on the board, sluggish under the pull of the rope.

"To be honest, I'm afraid of this spell, but I'm not afraid of it. Fear is because it can turn a person into a puppet of others, but there are too many temptations in this world, and therefore, there are too many ways to create a puppet. ”

"The Imperius Curse is just one of them, and even when the power is not equal, there is a danger of backlash, but this does not prevent it from becoming one of the three unforgivable curses."

"Our course is dedicated to the study of the horrific spells that were born with ambition and sin as early as the time when humans learned them. Even now, he is hovering around us. ”

"That's what it's all about us learning Defence Against the Dark Arts: we can't completely change the world, we can't stop the spread of the Dark Arts, so we have to learn to protect ourselves."

"Then why don't we learn the dark arts, Professor Silva?" A Slytherin suddenly said, "We can learn dark arts to protect ourselves, don't Durmstrang's students include dark magic as part of their curriculum?" ”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became: "We can use black magic to protect those who cherish them, deter those who are greedy, and kill those who hate them...... As long as you know who you are, isn't it? ”

"Please be quiet."

Ricardo stared at the man for a long time, and only then did he look away from his excitement and said calmly:

"I don't know what the future holds for you, sir, but school is not a place to hide filth, not a place for you to form cliques, not a place for breeding darkness, not a place for you to learn how to bully the weak and violate others. At least, not in my mind. ”

"None of the ancestors of the four major academies were dark wizards, and I don't want anyone in the school to be proud of learning dark magic."

"To be honest, black magic is not necessarily more intimidating than white magic, and in the famous 1945 Battle of the Wizards, Lord Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster, defeated Geigler Grindelwald in Newmengard and became the leader of the White Wizards."

"If you say it's an example, then I'll give you another example."

"Some people should know that I wrote a book "Analysis of Combat Magic", which is full of records of actual combat methods against dark wizards, and if you look closely, you will find that I use all white magic, and I, Ricardo Silva, am only eighteen years old."

"Don't think that white magic is really less powerful than black magic, after learning the spell, the white wizard will still beat the black wizard."