Seeing a group of young wizards, and even the two senior students who were frightened by what he said, Professor Malfoy couldn't help but chuckle:

"Okay, okay, I'll just make a joke and see how scared you out."

He took another book out of his pocket, thinking to himself that he hadn't gone mad enough to take a group of little wizards to practice, and that the first-year wizards weren't easy to toss, and that the constitution that would die casually was a big problem.

Students: Your tone doesn't look like a joke at all, Professor! And why do you feel so sorry with this expression?!

Professor Malfoy: Oh, it's all a delusion, don't care.

"So, gentlemen and misses, why haven't you returned to your place?"

The professor looked at the two young wizards who were facing each other, Caroline and Rimo, and the two senior students also silently walked to the back of the classroom under the professor's gaze, and found a place where no one was around.

They wanted to leave, too, but the excuses Professor Malfoy had given them were still fresh in their minds.

'You want to come and listen to a lesson, right?' ’

If they dare to run now, they have a hunch that they will be dragged back with a broken leg!

Kaluline trembled slightly, and wanted to say more under the professor's gaze.

"Miss Gustafson, we'll talk about your questions later, but for now, please don't disturb the course schedule, okay?"

Hearing this, Caluline lowered her head, and she let go of her hand that was grabbing Rimo's collar.

Remo's legs trembled a little, and he was not at all satisfied with the result, but when he met Professor Malfoy's gaze, he did not dare to speak for a moment.

The dark arts classroom instantly regained its calm.

Only the only daughter of Director Strick's family, who was still standing in front of the podium with an "inexplicable" face, was left.

"Miss Gustavsson, please take Miss Stricker with you."

Hearing this, Kalulin glanced at the girl who was talking to her indirectly, pursed her lips, gently grabbed the other party's sleeve, and tugged at it...... Didn't pull?

The corners of Professor Malfoy's mouth twitched, and his fingers tapped on the table, and Miss Livia moved, and in her own surprised and confused gaze, she followed Caloline to the first row and sat down.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Professor Malfoy coughed lightly, then took out the school roster from his pocket, opened it, and began to roll call.

It's a process of getting to know each other between professors and students, but after what just happened, most students are a little absent-minded.

Mario watched the dark arts professor's every move, analyzing the professor's words and deeds all the time.

"Ranko Malfoy." He looked at the professor who was even shorter than himself, but what he was thinking about was the secret of the other party's "resurrection".

"Reverse growth? This spell is simply unheard of. ”

He was interested, but now was clearly not the time to ask.

It needs to be better observed, well, maybe it would be a good opportunity to talk to Professor Malfoy later...... Mario was not at all afraid of what Professor Malfoy had to say.

He even thought that this was what a noble pure-blood wizard should have been.

Like now, many scum among pure-blood wizards don't know anything, and it's hard to maintain even the most basic decency.

After the roll call, the professor of dark arts put down the roster in his hand and set his eyes on the students sitting in the classroom.

He didn't cut directly to the subject, but talked like a family chatter:

"Ladies and gentlemen, how did you feel about coming to Durmstrang for the first time?"

Having seen the black magic professor say the unforgivable incantation without changing his face, the students naturally did not dare to speak.

In their impressions, the professor of dark arts had been labeled as unprovoked, and even the professor's questions were a little afraid to answer.

Mario raised his hand in high spirits.

"Mr. Davis."

"Professor, I think Durmstrang is a very nice place." Mario Davis stood up and was not at all afraid to express his thoughts:

"Although we only had a lesson on the history of magic taught by Professor Van Sente, the school was very much in line with my ideas in terms of the quality of teaching and the environment......

It was not difficult to see from his words that he had great respect for the school and the great honor of being a pure-blood wizard.

Durmstrang's system of teaching dark arts has also become a choice for the times in the mouth of the young wizard, and he even thinks that those ideas from the outside world are too extreme, and that every school should teach dark arts, so that it can be used more effectively.

Just like the dark magic healing system pioneered by Professor Malfoy, it is also a magical healing program based on black magic.

The words are sincere, and there are a lot of beautiful and praised words in the words, which sounds very good......

Professor Malfoy remained in his original position, even when the other party talked about the Dark Arts Cure he had founded.

After Mario finished speaking, he bowed to the professor of dark arts, and his tone was sincere:

"My mother has been severely injured by the dark arts, and if it weren't for the existence of the black magic healing, I believe she would have left me."

"Professor Malfoy, I think I owe my most respectful thanks to you here, thank you."

Looks like everything I can get out of my business...... Professor Malfoy nodded noncommittally, not letting his emotions fluctuate at this small compliment.

As for what the others heard Mario say, Professor Malfoy's eyes were wrong.

The same was true for Kaluline, and Livia beside her bowed her head, playing with her wand.

Caroline couldn't help but glance sideways at the girl who seemed to have come in with Professor Malfoy, guessing her identity.

Stricker ...... The surname felt a little familiar to her, but she couldn't recall it.

Rimo was disdainful, he had heard of these things as a member of the Gustav family.

It's just that he didn't expect that this professor of dark magic would be like this now, otherwise how could Kaluline still be bouncing around?

The two seniors glanced at each other and wrote down what Mario had said.

Ranko Malfoy? He was the pioneer of that black magic healing...... As two Mr. Gustafssons who often doze off in the history of magic, this is a revelation!

Professor Malfoy glanced at it, and swept the crowd's reaction into his eyes.

"Thank you very much Mr. Davis for the compliment...... Then next. What other little wizard would you like to talk about? ”

Come, let me see what kind of place Durmstrang is in the eyes of the little wizard.

Or rather...... Let the other professors see how the seedlings are doing this year.

Out of the corner of Professor Malfoy's eye, a paper figure was quietly pressed against the window.

Strangely enough, no one in the classroom, except Professor Malfoy, noticed that there was such an extra thing in the window at some point.

This is Professor Van Sent's manipulation of paper figures, the magic of East Asia, also known locally as witchcraft.

Professors Fancent, Merino, and Harlenius were in the common room on the first floor of the North Tower, quietly observing everything in the dark arts classroom through the images presented by the paper figures.

After Professor Malfoy picked up the young lady from the Gustafsson family, Professor Danlin pushed open the door of the North Tower and entered the common room.

At this moment, except for Professor Vega, who was teaching the sixth grade, all the other professors were there.

- Oh, maybe Karkaroff can be excluded from the ranks of professors?