Wednesday was overcast and gloomy, and the temperature was about 10 degrees lower than yesterday.

Arthur wore a very backward woolen jacket today, a winter Hogwarts uniform over it, and a pair of sheepskin gloves on his hands.

But just like that, he was still in the herbal medicine class, his hands were red from the cold, and his body was stiff.

While helping Professor Sprout repot the jute grass, Arthur would have almost dropped the pot to the ground if it weren't for Pansy's quick reaction next to him.

"Arthur, you've been exhausted from writing lately. Would you like to wait until the Defence Against the Dark Arts class is over and I'll accompany you to the school hospital?"

In the corridor on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle, Pansy looked at Arthur rubbing his hands vigorously, and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's sick."

Arthur, who was walking towards the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom with the Slytherin student brigade, put his hand in the pocket of his wizard's robe and said with a sigh.

His life has always been renewed with money, and he is not really alive now, strictly speaking.

Whenever the night is still cold, that is, in winter, his body becomes extremely stiff.

In order for his body to be flexible, he needs to keep moving all the time and generate heat.

"Looks like we're going to have to step up the collection of potion materials... I hope that after drinking the potion, I can withstand this winter..."

Arthur sighed in his heart and said nothing more.

Seeing this, Pansy, who was beside her, could only silently stay by Arthur's side, and began to think about how she could help Arthur.

The Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom was located on the south side of Hogwarts Castle, and when Arthur walked into the classroom, he saw that all the Hufflepuff students were seated, so he glanced at a place where he could soak up the sunlight and sat down.

Today is the first time that their Slytherin and Hufflepuff first-year students have been taught by a New Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Every student's face was full of anticipation for the new professor, especially the students who had already seen the new teacher in the corridor and in the cafeteria, and in order to express themselves and make a good impression on the new professor, they had placed their books neatly on the desk, and their whole bodies were sitting upright.

"Arthur, have you met the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor? I've heard she's very beautiful."

Pansy glanced at Draco, who was sitting on the other side of Arthur, and scolded in her heart, "Shameless". Then he asked Arthur with a hesitant expression.

The new professor is very beautiful.

Pansy first met the new professor on a Saturday night, and at the first sight of the new professor, Pansy was attracted by the beauty that emanated from the other person's body.

Pansy swears that this is the prettiest of all the women she's ever seen. At the same time, I also secretly decided in my heart that when I grow up, I want to become a big beauty like a new professor.

Unlike other students who focus on the beauty of the new professor and sigh why she is so beautiful.

Pansy thought more, she thought about what would happen if Arthur met this beautiful new professor?

Will it be like other boys, like losing their souls, with the new professor in their minds.

Yes, Pansy was scared, afraid that Arthur would like the new professor and ignore her.

"New professor? I haven't seen it."

Arthur was flipping through what he needed to learn today, when he heard Pansy suddenly ask about the new professor, he looked unconcerned, and said abruptly.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class professor, isn't he the professor of the year, a pure tool man, there is no need to record it in his heart.

"She's beautiful!"

Unable to get the answer she wanted, Pansy couldn't help but speak again.

"Isn't it pretty... That kind of external thing is nothingness. As long as you teach Defence Against the Dark Arts well, you can be a really good professor."

Arthur didn't understand why these children, who didn't even have the same hair, cared about other people's beauty every day.

A hundred years later, everyone is just a handful of soil sprinkled on the ground, and in the end it has not become nourishment for trees and weeds.

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Pansy was speechless for a moment. The inner emotions have become complicated, there are some small blessings, and there are also some small regrets.

"I heard Harry the Coward say that their Defence Against the Dark Arts professor brought a Wailing Siren with him last week... As a result, they and the Ravenclaw nerds were tormented by the Wailing Siren and didn't sleep well at night. Laughing to death, the Wailing Siren is not even the size of a chicken, and it can scare them like that. Hehe~"

Draco, who had been silently listening to Arthur's conversation with Pansy, finally found an opportunity and spoke to Arthur.

Because his father, Lucius Malfoy, was a member of the school board, Draco already knew that the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor was a witch from Croatia with a little blood.

Knowing that the pretty professor wasn't a pure wizard, Draco lost interest.

However, he did not reveal that the new professor was a half-breed. It's not because I've been with Arthur for a long time, and I've gradually converged some of my flamboyant personality.

Instead, he didn't reveal this secret, and he could pit Harry in the future.

After hearing this, Arthur nodded slightly, but he didn't expect that he really guessed, but it wasn't Dumbledore who brought it, but the new professor.

In order to avoid the two oil bottles next to them, they were overly depressed and cried on themselves for a while. Arthur kindly reminded the two of them what to do when they saw the Wailing Siren.

"Wailing Siren... Remember to plug your ears for a while, so you won't be attacked by it."

"Uh-huh, okay." Hearing this, Draco and Pansy nodded heavily.

In their hearts, Arthur must have been right. As long as you listen to him, you won't let yourself get hurt.

In the expectation of all the young wizards, a tall and perfect silhouette, with a charming aura all the time, walked into the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom wearing a black wizard's robe embellished with red patterns.

Her appearance made the entire classroom instantly quiet, and all the little wizards except Arthur turned their eyes on her.

"Hello, my sweet darlings. It's an honor for me to be your Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. My name is Lilith Stiencana. You can call me Lilith, but don't call me Professor Stiankana, I'll be angry."

Lilith walked to the podium with the cage in her hand, first setting aside the cage covered with a black cloth, and then looking around at the students below, smiling and charming.

"Yes! Professor Lilith!"

The little wizards, who had not been captured by Lilith's charm, shouted desperately.

Arthur, who was reading a book, was startled by the roar in all directions, and he looked up at Lilith on the podium speechlessly.

"This man seems to have seen it somewhere..."

Arthur stared at Lilith for a few seconds, feeling as if he had seen it, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Since he couldn't think of it, he didn't bother too much about it. He continued to lower his head and read the knowledge in the textbook.

As for the new professor, it's not pretty in the end. Arthur didn't feel anything special, and wondered why the little wizards around him were obsessed with her beauty.