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Text 704: Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts Lesson

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    In the end, Fish failed to get Professor McGonagall to cancel the extra herbal medicine class.

    Although for Fish, herbal medicine class is basically equivalent to sleeping in a flower pot, and it is not a big problem to have such an extra class, but being tricked by Professor McGonagall like this still makes Mao Mao feel very depressed.

    So after he put away his schedule, he didn't leave immediately, but sat aside and stared at Professor McGonagall viciously.

    However, Professor McGonagall did not take Mao Mao's menacing gaze seriously at all, and handled other students' course arrangements with ease.  After everyone's course selection was over, she stood up and patted Fish on the head with a smile.

    "Don't think that I don't know what state you are in during class. What does it matter if you have one more class?"

    "But there is still homework, meow!"

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    Fish protested angrily: "You won't let Fish use the quill that Rita gave you!"

    "You still want to use a shorthand pen for just a few courses?" Professor McGonagall stared back, making Mao Mao shrink her neck subconsciously.

    Seeing that Fish was still muttering, with an unconvinced look, Professor McGonagall "kindly" reminded: "Also, it's time for you to go to divination class now." After finishing speaking, she couldn't help but turn  curled his lips.

    Professor McGonagall has always looked down on divination classes, and the relationship with Professor Trelawney is not very good, but Fisher chose divination classes without hesitation

    She deliberately tricked Mao Mao before, which more or less had something to do with the course Fish chose.

    "What meow?!"

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    Fish belatedly looked at his schedule, and sure enough, the first class today is divination.

    So he looked at Hermione for the first time, and Hermione shrugged and said, "I'm going to take the ancient runes class too."

    And Hermione's two roommates, Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown ran to Fish's side with joy on their faces, took his arms from left to right and walked out of the auditorium: "  Great, Fish, let's go to class!"

    The divination class is not much different from the previous ones. Professor Sybill Trelawney still looks like a god, and Fish is still the same as before, sitting at the small round table eating refreshments and drinking scented tea.  One class just passed by.

    After finishing the divination class, Fish quickly joined Hermione who was holding a pile of heavy books.

    "There's a lot of homework for Runes class," she said anxiously, as she and Fish walked to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, "a fifteen-inch article, two translations, and have to read it before Wednesday."  Finished so many books!"

    "Who asked you to choose so many courses, meow"

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    Fish said casually while helping her put away the pile of books.  Maomao would not sympathize with her at all, because Hermione asked for it.

    "Learning to decipher ancient runes will help you quickly master those old spells." Hermione explained seriously.

    "Fisch doesn't learn this, learning spells is also the fastest meow!"

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    Mao Mao raised her head nervously.

    Hermione: ""

    "You just wait," she said angrily, "I bet Snape will give us a lot of homework too."

    "It's okay," Mao Mao continued to shake his head triumphantly and said, "Anyway, you have to write meow when the time comes."

    While the two were talking and laughing, the classroom door opened, and Snape walked into the corridor.  He was the same as before, his greasy black hair parted on the sides, framing his sallow face.

    The students who were waiting outside the door immediately fell silent, only Fish waved to him: "Severus, good morning meow~"

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    With a straight face, Snape nodded his head at Fisher as a response, and then said, "Come in."

    Everyone walked into the classroom and found that the classroom was much darker than before.  That's because the curtains were all drawn tightly, and there was only the dim light from the candles Snape had branded his own personality into this classroom.

    In addition, some pictures that were not there before were pasted on the walls of the classroom. Many of the pictures are of people suffering, hideous wounds and bizarrely distorted body parts.

    After the students sat down, no one spoke, and all turned their heads to look at the eerie pictures on the wall.

    "So far, you must have changed five teachers for this course." Snape stood on the podium, his eyes slowly but full of pressure scanning all the students below.

      "Needless to say, these teachers all have their own teaching methods and teaching priorities. In this chaotic situation, I am surprised that so many of you still barely pass the o.l. exam in this course. If you all  I would be even more amazed if I could keep up with the advanced class because it's so much more advanced."

    His words are as mean as ever, and everyone has long been used to it.

    After the very personal opening remarks, Snape stepped off the podium and walked around the room, speaking in a low voice.

    "Dark magic is of all kinds, varied, varied, and endless. Fighting them is like fighting a monster with many heads. Just cut off a head, and immediately a new head pops up, fiercer and more powerful than the original one.  Cunning. You are dealing with something unpredictable and indestructible."

    Everyone can feel Snape's love and admiration for the dark arts, which is completely different from the previous professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts Even if there are two Death Eaters and a werewolf among them  , and two prisoners in Azkaban.

    After Snape delivered a long speech on black magic, he finally entered today's lecture on silent spells.

    "I think you are no stranger to silent spells. Fish got a lot of extra points by relying on silent spells in the o.l. exam a few months ago. So what are the benefits of silent spells?"

    A large group of arms was raised high, and all those who raised their hands were members of the Maomao Club. As they have been taught by Fisch several times with silent spells, they have a very right to speak about this.

    Snape swept around the classroom, his face was a little dark

    Because most of the people who raised their hands were students from the other three colleges, Malfoy was the only one who raised their hands in Slytherin.

    "Draco." Snape decisively called Malfoy's name, and the others lowered their arms resentfully.

    "Silent spells can be a surprise, so that the opponent does not know what spell you are casting." Malfoy replied calmly.

    "Ten points for Slytheringa." Snape nodded, gestured for Malfoy to sit down, and then continued: "Of course, not all wizards can do this. It requires a lot of concentration and attention."  Willpower, and some people," his gaze lingered on Harry's face for a moment, then back to Neville, "don't have it."

    Harry twitched the corners of his mouth. He was quite sure that if he hadn't mastered Occlumency, then Snape would have used him as an example.

    "Now you're in teams of two," Snape went on, "one trying to cast a jinx on the other but not saying it aloud. The other trying to repel the jinx but also not being able to say it aloud  Well, Fisch is free to move about. Let's go."

    The Maomao Club has not practiced silent spells, because compared to practicing silent spells, Hermione and Harry and other students in charge of teaching all believe that it is more important to master more spells and increase combat experience at this stage.

    So when everyone started practicing, almost everyone chose to cheat.  Many students were chanting mantras in low voices, they just didn't amplify their voices.

    And Hermione ran to Mao Mao for advice.

    "Fisch doesn't know either"

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    Mao Mao scratched the back of his head, and said in a confused manner: "Fish was thinking about trying it at the beginning, and then he succeeded meow!"

    Hermione suddenly didn't want to talk to him

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