Taking advantage of the leisure time after dinner, Harley looked at the afternoon class schedule:

"There's also a lesson on Uncle Remus's Defence Against the Dark Arts in the afternoon. After the lesson, we didn't have a class for the day. ”

"That's great." Hermione said weakly, the bag beside her stuffed with books.

Hermione had gone to the bathroom before, and when she came back, she looked half-dead.

If it weren't for knowing the truth of the matter, Harley would have suspected that Hermione had done something shady.

"You had two classes again this morning?" Hallie pulled her timetable out of Hermione's school bag.

"yes, Potions class and Muggle studies are really exhausting."

"But don't ask me why I can take two classes at the same time, I promise Professor McGonagall won't say it."

Hermione barely shoved a bite of the kidney pie into her mouth, making sure she had enough energy for the afternoon, while muttering indistinctly.

"It's okay, I won't ask." Hallie smiled and rubbed Hermione's head, her fingers digging into her fluffy hair,

"I've guessed most of the truth."

"Huh?" Hermione had swallowed the pie by this time, and was lying on the table staring at the rest of the pie in a daze.

After hearing Harley's words, she looked sideways at Harley with a shocked face, and happened to meet Harley's smiling eyes.

"It's about time, isn't it? You probably got the time travel magic item from Professor McGonagall, so you were able to take two classes at the same time. ”

"Isn't that right, silly Miss Granger?"

Hallie continued, her hand sliding down and pinching Hermione's face.

Hermione slapped Hallie's hand away, and the whole person seemed to come to her senses instantly: "How do you know?" I didn't say anything! ”

"Shhh Harley held up a finger and shook it, playfully.

Hermione rubbed her forehead a little frantically, but remembered what she had said earlier, so Harley wouldn't tell her.

……

Defence Against the Dark Arts was still in the familiar classroom, but the posters of Lockhart in the classroom were gone.

This classroom is definitely the most expensive to renovate at Hogwarts, after all, one professor changes the style.

When Hallie arrived at the classroom, there were few students here, and it wasn't until near the end of the class that a large number of students arrived.

Obviously, everyone's enthusiasm for Defence Against the Dark Arts is not that high.

After all, the two professors in the first two years, one could only read from the book, and only wanted to steal the school's philosopher's stone;

The other one is quite talented in acting dramas, and the others are another story.

When it was Professor Lupin's turn, he shivered a lot more than the first two professors just from the image.

Although people can't be good-looking, Professor Lupin doesn't look like a master at all.

As a result, students have no expectations for the course.

Being able to rush into the classroom at the last second before class without being late or skipping class is already out of respect for a new professor's first class.

After the class bell rang, Professor Lupin finally walked into the classroom.

He still had a faint smile on his face, and at the same time casually placed the tattered old box on the podium.

Professor Lupin was still in rags, his robes covered in patches, but his complexion was much better than before.

"Good afternoon," Professor Lupin greeted, pulling out the roll call.

When Harley was tapped, Harley raised her hand in a serious manner, but quietly winked at Professor Lupin.

Professor Lupin didn't see it at all, and continued to read the next name.

After the roll call, Professor Lupin did not pull out his textbook, but pointed to the door of the classroom:

"Please put your textbooks back in your bag. Today's lesson is a practical lesson, and all you need is your wand. ”

Oh roar, it looks like this new teacher still has something?

In the past two years, it seems that the Gryffindors have only taken one Defence Against the Dark Arts practice class, and this is still a very failed practice class.

Now, is Professor Lupin going to challenge this difficult operation directly in his first class?

With a slight sense of anticipation, the students followed Professor Lupin out of the classroom.

The group walked through the empty hallway, rounded the corner, and happened to run into the prankster Peeves.

At this point, Peeves was shoving gum into the keyhole closest to him.

After the arrival of Professor Lupin, Peeves suddenly raised his head, clapped his hands, and let his body writhe abnormally, singing loudly:

"Lupin is a madman, Lupin is a fool, Lupin is a fool ......"

At the same time, out of nowhere, he found a few large dung eggs and threw them at Professor Lupin.

Professor Lupin sighed, and with a wave of his wand, all the big dung eggs stopped in mid-air:

"Peeves, your actions are really going to bother a lot of people."

"So what? That's Peeves-sama's job! ”

Peeves stopped singing, grinning in mid-air, and flipped a few times in quick succession,

"And I don't like you, you're not a good Gryffindor!"

"If it weren't for you, a nasty bastard, pulling the two of them, our mischief would have flourished a long time ago!"

"How can this happen, Hogwarts is so boring and boring!"

Professor Lupin sighed and didn't answer, instead turning his head to look at the talking, curious students behind him.

"I'm going to teach you a useful little spell to deal with Peeves before class today." Professor Lupin said calmly,

"It's a spell I invented myself, and the effect of the spell is to make what the spell sufferer had lost fly back into his hands."

"Wadi Vasi!"

The gum in the keyhole flew out like a bullet, and the big dung egg flew backwards, all of which smashed into Peeves's body, bursting open.

The piece of gum, in particular, went straight into Peeves' nostrils.

Peeves flipped in mid-air and flew off into the distance with a curse in his mouth.

With another wave of his wand, the stench of dung in the air disappeared, and the stains on the walls were cleaned.

"There is no requirement to swing a staff, as long as you pronounce the spell correctly, you can use it." Professor Lupin spoke again and added,

"This spell can also be used to find lost items, but if the item is lost for too long, or if it's too far away from you, it can lead to failure."

"As for the specific scope of the spell, it depends on the individual's skills."

"Do you remember? Or is there something wrong? ”

The little lions were in awe of Professor Lupin, and their lazy energy was swept away.

It seems that Professor Lupin is much more reliable than his first two predecessors.

It's a mantra of your own making!

And according to Peeves, this professor is a Gryffindor.

That's enough, long live Gryffindin!

(End of chapter)