Chapter 128: Chapter 128: The coolest teacher at Hogwarts (Edited)
"Is that so?" thought Tom for a moment, "The authenticity of the document is questionable, but it has an interesting definition of the 'Fairy Castle', they are also called 'Fairy Tomb', and by that name you know what they were for."
According to the book, the "Fairy Castle," refers to the countless prehistoric tombs in the Irish region, each with a sacred cauldron that provided unlimited food....
"This violates Gump's five basic principles of transformation." Hermione pointed out the book's fallacy: "Food cannot be conjured out of thin air. "
"You can't reason with the other world," Tom said, shaking his head, "It seems that if we want to make a time-turner, we have to find a prehistoric tomb first. It seems a bit far-fetched, but it's always good to have a goal."
Having found the clue to the 'Fairy Castle', the day's task was complete and Tom could get on with his spell practice. After a year of hard work, most of his spells had reached full proficiency, meaning they could be cast without a wand, although they were a level less powerful.
Last term's final exams helped him complete his advancement in most subjects, and he has now reached level one in all subjects in his theory of knowledge section, and now he only has to increase his knowledge to reach the top of level one and then take his advancement tests.
As a teacher, you also have the advantage that it is very easy to get the original questions for the second year final exams from other teachers, so it is much less difficult to make a breakthrough.
As for the lesson plans and teacher notes, Tom was going to try to "cheat" on them later, since he still had a bad reputation with teachers. After a while, he would come back when his reputation had improved. Tom's plan was to use this year to overcome all the obstacles until he reached level seven.
Professor Lockhart was a good man!
Once he had concentrated on the book, time passed very quickly and Tom felt that, in the blink of an eye, it was time to close the library. The two cleared the table together.
"Put that book down" As Hermione was trying to stuff 'The Buried Celt' into her bag, Mrs. Pince suddenly appeared.
"This book is a forbidden book, and ordinary students are forbidden to borrow it."
Tom patted his head, "Look at my memory! Miss Granger has been helping me with a lot of information today, and this book will help you understand the background of my new book, so I've given you permission to borrow it. "
Tom pulled out a pen and wrote a note to Hermione.
Mrs. Pince's expression instantly became more than impressive.
Tom looked at Mrs. Pince, "Books are only worth reading if they are read. If they just sit on the shelf, they are nothing more than artistic decorations."
Hermione found it amusing to see how Mrs. Pince disliked Tom, and her eyes filled with amusement.
...
There was a hint of coldness in her eyes.
"Drop the bear" Peggy Grossman's tone was subdued, but it sent shivers down her spine.
Peggy's roommates, now lying on the bed, sat up at the sound of the voice and watched.
Victoria Brown, who was holding a tattered bear in her hand, flinched when Peggy's gaze startled her.
Victoria had always been a little jealous of Peggy: she was prettier, smarter and, more importantly, from a better family than she was. Being from a Muggle family, she had nicer clothes than she did! This, coupled with the fact that Peggy was always aloof, made her dislike for Peggy grow.
The other day, she stole a diary from Professor Lockhart's office; of course, she insisted that she didn't admit to stealing it, but in her mind, she just wanted to borrow it. But when she returned to her dormitory, Victoria was dumbfounded: the diary was blank!
However, since it was Professor Lockhart's notebook, she didn't think to throw it away, but used it as her own diary. Rounding up, it was the equivalent of giving Professor Lockhart a piece of her mind. It was only when she wrote in it for the first time that she discovered something special: she could communicate with it!
Soon, she befriended the boy named Riddle in the diary, and soon they were able to talk about everything, and Victoria gradually opened her heart to Riddle.
Once she complained to Riddle that she was of half-blood ancestry and that her allowance was low, and that her robes were not as beautiful as that of a dirty-blood, and Riddle took pity on her and recommended that she find the girl's weaknesses and attack them.
Victoria had been watching. Later, she noticed a strange thing about Peggy: the normally clean and well-dressed Peggy had an old teddy bear in her bed.
So today, while Peggy was in the shower, she took the bear in her hands and teased her mercilessly, "Peggy, did you spend all your money on a dress? Don't you get fleas from having such a dirty bear under your pillow all day?" but in return she got Peggy's cold stare and words that gave her chills.
The words were very simple, and there were no threatening words, but Victoria put the bear back on the bed immediately.
As if realizing she was being a bit cowardly, she then muttered, "Do you think I would want to touch such a dirty bear? I'm even afraid he'll infest us with fleas You know, they treat a little witch with fleas by shaving her hair and spraying her all over with a potion..."
"You're lying" Peggy interrupted Victoria with a calm face, choking her.
"You don't have to worry about the stuffed animals I have in my bed. If there's nothing else to do, move along, I'm going to bed."
Victoria moved out of the way, Peggy walked past her, placed the bear down and gave her a smile, "Goodnight." Before she could finish the sentence, she pulled back the bed curtains.
Victoria stood for a moment, and finally grimaced at the curtain, and walked back to her bed to sleep.
"I'm so mad!" she replied as she lay down on the bed for a while, immediately pulling out her quill and dipping it in ink as she scribbled in Riddle's journal.
...
"This is great!" said Ron to Harry after class, with an excited look on his face.
"What's got our little brother so excited?" said Fred and George, appearing out of nowhere and startling Ron.
"Professor Lockhart's class right now, it's really great, I've never taken Defense Against the Dark Arts like this before, it's amazing!"
But Ron didn't say anything about what Lockhart taught, no matter how coercive and tempting Fred and the others were, he didn't say anything, he just told them to wait for class to find out.
"So no exam today?" Fred didn't believe his brother, as far as he was concerned-Ron's knowledge was so lacking that he could do anything to make him feel cool enough to crack jokes in front of his brother.
"No exam. Really..."
"I know, really, really cool-" Fred and George winked at each other and then walked away laughing.
Fred's first Defense Against the Dark Arts session was on Wednesday, and they would both have to wait two days to find out what was being taught. But Peggy was a little luckier, as first-year Ravenclaw's Defense Against the Dark Arts was first thing Tuesday morning with Slytherin. They got to experience Tom's Defense Against the Dark Arts earlier.
After the hype of those students taking the class, they had high expectations for the class.
Tom entered the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom carrying a small cage, walked quickly down the hallway and up to the podium in full view of the young wizards. As he stood there, the classroom fell silent.
"Well, I suddenly realized that I had forgotten to take roll call in the first class, because I was so busy with the exam" Tom pulled out the list and papers from the previous exam. As he called on each of the students, he told them to come to the podium and take their exams. When the last student came up and took his exam, Tom said they could all go to their seats.
"Who can tell me what Defense Against the Dark Arts is?" Tom asked that question instead of rushing to begin his lecture. He looked at the audience and chose a student to answer.
"Miss Grossman, please answer!"
Peggy Grossman stood up and answered the question she had just asked.
"Defense Against the Dark Arts is a class that helps students learn to resist all types of dark magic, including dark magic creatures, dark magic spells, and of course, it also teaches us how to duel."
The response was standard.
"Well said, a bonus point for Ravenclaw" Tom nodded, and then talked a bit about the history of Defense Against the Dark Arts and the need to learn it. He didn't go into any of it, as it wasn't the focus of the day.
"In my books, he talked about how to deal with all sorts of dark creatures, ghosts, werewolves, trolls, etc., but the various spells, I've largely avoided, so it's not enough to read those books, especially at a time like this."
Tom moved the small cage closer to the front of the stage, and the little wizards below cringed unconsciously: there were two oversized spiders crawling inside the cage. Tom had gone to Professor Silvanus Kettleburn in Care of Magical Creatures class to ask for those spiders.
He wanted some large, non-poisonous spiders, and Professor Kettleburn agreed, catching three large poisonous spiders and removing their fangs.
"Defense Against the Dark Arts ... To defend against dark magic, you have to know about it. And today I'm going to tell you about the three spells whose use is most punished by magical law, known as the Unforgivable Curses.
Chapter 129: Chapter 129: The Unforgivable Curses and the protection spell (Edited)
Tom didn't ask any more questions, he didn't expect much from the young wizards: the chances of a first year wizard knowing the Unforgivable Curses were really low, so he didn't ask any more questions, he just turned his head and wrote three lines on the board.
"Killing Curse."
"The Imperius Curse"
"Cruciatus curse."
When he finished, he tapped on the board, "These three spells are the Unforgivable Curses," Tom paused to give the young wizards time to copy what was on the board, "They are extremely evil and cruel dark magic that, when used on a human being, will result in a life sentence in Azkaban, i.e. wizarding prison, for life. "
"The Cruciatus Curse the body, the Imperius Curse controls the mind, and the Killing Curse takes a person's life."
At that moment, the class of young wizards were quietly sitting at their desks, taking notes.
Tom picked up the cage containing the spider and approached the little wizards in the front row, with the exception of Peggy, who was sitting by the window, they all unconsciously stepped back.
"Of the three Unforgivable Curses, I only know one of them, and although I can use it, I've never used it... this spell is too evil.... Today, I will show it to you. "
Tom opened the door of the cage and a spider came out of it, jumped onto the front row desks and ran across them. The young wizards in the front row screamed and dodged backwards, some even knocked over the desks in the back row.
The spider darted toward the window, closing in on it and freedom. But a goblet fell from the sky and stopped freedom's embrace in its tracks.
"Professor Lockhart, your spider. " Peggy slipped a piece of parchment into the gap between the cup and the table, and brought the spider to Tom.
The spider jumped into the cup, and with only a thin piece of parchment between his palm and Peggy's, he could clearly feel the touch of the spider's eight legs in his hand. Many young wizards would get goose bumps just thinking about it, but Peggy's expression didn't change.
Tom pulled out his wand and let the bottle float in the air.
"Thank you, Miss Grossman" Tom motioned for Peggy to return to her seat. When everyone was seated, he turned the glass over and removed the Levitating Charm. The spider inside crawled a little way to the rim of the cup, and Tom raised his wand....
"Avada Kedavra!"
There was a flash of bright green light and a flutter of sound, as if an invisible giant had flown through the air; at the same time, the spider shuddered, was knocked down by the spell, and fell backwards to the bottom of the bottle, unharmed, but dead.
The eyes of the young wizards widened and some covered their mouths, trying to stifle their exclamations.
"It is bad to witness the death of life, even a being like a spider, the Avada Kedavra curse has no cure, only one became an exception," Tom looked at the students, calmly, "This is dark magic, this is what I will teach you to resist."
Tom looked at the students and said quietly, "The most important thing is to always be on guard and never let your guard down. The enemy has come to us, remember, don't be fooled by his rhetoric! Write it down!"
The little magicians wrote this sentence in their notebooks one after the other, but what effect it might have was another matter.
Victoria, who was in the audience, wrote in haste and at the same time thought that what Professor Lockhart said was actually correct! I'll discuss it with the paper when I get back....
The atmosphere in the classroom was heavy. Peggy sensed the mood and felt confused: Did they look sad? Why?
She asked her tablemate: "Why do you look sad? is it because the spider is dead? But creatures die, don't they? And I just saw that you seemed afraid of it."
Her voice wasn't loud, but many people heard it. The boy at the table didn't know how to answer, but he mumbled that he didn't know either.
"Because of the fear of death" Tom answered Peggy's question, but he didn't answer the question in Peggy's mind.
She nodded, indicating that she knew. In her experience, this was not the time to ask questions: it would be unpleasant, especially for Professor Lockhart. Peggy didn't care what normal students thought, but Professor Lockhart had a real impact on her life at school, so she had to behave in a way that would make him happy.
Tom took another look at the girl he had met over the summer; he hadn't really had much contact with her, even though he had known her for over two months, and his impression of her was that she was the apple of his eye, the pretty little princess, the smart, studious little witch.
But today, his perception of Peggy had changed a bit.
That was the end of the conversation, and Tom pounded on his desk.
"Now, I'm sure you all have an intuitive understanding of the Killing Curse, now I'm going to teach you two practical spells to give you a certain amount of self-protection."
Tom let out another spider. This time, having learned his lesson, he had conjured some ropes in advance and tied the demonstration spider like a crab.
"The Protego Charm, a somewhat complex but very useful spell. This spell can resist many spells. It creates a magical barrier that deflects spells and physical entities to protect specific people or specific areas. It may be hard for you to imagine, but many adult wizards, even those who work at the Ministry of Magic, can't use the Protego Charm decently."
Tom sighed, he was telling the truth. During the Second Magic War, the Freed brothers' Weasley magic trick shop had introduced spell-proof hats and cloaks that had sold well because they carried the Protego Charm.
It's hard to believe that so many wizards haven't even mastered this spell, no wonder the magical world wants to hide.
Tom cast the Protego Charm on the bound spider, then carried a heavy textbook up to a meter above the spider, and when he released it, the book fell towards the spider.
Many little wizards could not help but close their eyes, as they seemed to have seen the scene of the spider being crushed, but there was only a thud and the sound of the book falling to the ground, not the sound of the spider being crushed.
The young wizards opened their eyes and saw the spider unharmed and the book lying on the ground.
"That's the Protego Charm" Tom bent down and picked up the book and showed it to them again, this time with everyone looking at the falling book, watching as it was stopped in mid-air by a small transparent shield and bounced to the side.
After the Protego Charm, Tom put the spider back in its cage. He then pointed his wand at the podium, which turned into a humanoid golem with a wooden sword in its hand.
"The Protego Charm can be used to defend yourself, but I will teach you another offensive spell: the disarming charm, also known as the Expelliarmus spell."
He gestured for the little wizards to open their eyes, watching him walk over to the puppet and wave his wand, "Expelliarmus!"
The golem leaned back and the wooden sword in his hand flew out.
"Disarming Charm, a spell that causes a weapon or any object to fly out of your opponent's hand: Expelliarmus!" Tom suddenly used the disarming spell on a girl in the back row, sending her makeup mirror flying, "It's bad for your skin to learn to wear makeup too early, and you don't need it for my class."
Tom continued, "The Disarming Charm is commonly used in wizard duels to disarm an opponent's wand to lose some of their attack power, but does the loss of the wand mean losing?"
He approached the golem, knocked it to the ground with a straight left hook, and then pointed his empty hand at the fallen golem, "Diffindo!"
The puppet broke apart, the badly damaged puppet couldn't hold its shape and returned to its podium form, only the podium had been disassembled into parts by Tom.
"Repair!" The podium was restored to its original shape.
"Being unarmed isn't the worst thing, what's worse is losing the will to fight, without a wand, you can still cast spells without a wand and you still have your fists!" Tom instructed the young wizards to write down the main points of the two spells.
For the rest of the lesson, the students spent the rest of the lesson taking notes on the Unforgivable Curses and the two protection spells Tom had given. Tom looked at the stopwatch and saw that there were only twenty minutes left until the end of the class.
He immediately clapped his hands together, "Alright class, let's stop what we're doing and I'm going to go over the curriculum for the school year."
"As we all know, all other subjects at Hogwarts are essentially graded by a final, I have my reservations about that, this year Defense Against the Dark Arts will be determined by in your grades, group work and a few major exams"
"20% for group work, 2-3 people working together, a final essay, 10% for the essay, 10% for the essay defense, 30% for the usual grade, which is the class tests, 25% for each of the midterm and final exams, and I was going to add the stage tests, but then I thought better of it, there are already enough exams..."
Tom was talking to himself up there, and the young wizards on stage were astounded: what is this? there's too much stuff in this class!
Tom didn't care what the young wizards thought, in his opinion, the way Hogwarts was taught was somewhat undesirable, knowing that the exam cycle at Hogwarts was based on the school year: one exam in a school year!
There was homework, but it was not as stressful as exams. It is only by reviewing for exams that students remember what they have learned, and the exams Tom prepares are not just written tests. Tom doesn't want to teach to the test, he wants a real quality education, where theory and knowledge are combined.
"That's it for this lesson, class is over! You will continue reading for today's homework. By the way, Miss Grossman, stay for a moment."
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