Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

It has been less than a month since the start of the school year, and she has been in St. Mungo's twice.

I don't know how many records Umbridge has broken, and she has become a hot topic among students again.

The little wizard who witnessed the incident yesterday has become a hot topic. Wherever he goes, people gather around him, wanting to hear the whole story again.

After several artistic processing, the plot has become that Umbridge eats a lot of offspring of giant squids, and then is sought after for revenge.

Seeing the squid tentacles on the plate, no one dared to eat them, for fear of following in her footsteps.

Wayne ate them quite deliciously, and the squid tentacles were very chewy. Seeing that Toby and Norman declined the offer, he directly shared the large plate in front of him with Hannah.

In fact, this may be a good thing for Umbridge.

Everyone's attention was focused on the story she had to tell with the squid, but they forgot that Crouch and others came yesterday to take her away.

At the Gryffindor table, Harry was the happiest person.

Hearing that Umbridge was hospitalized, he happily distributed the candies Sirius had just sent to everyone.

The classmates who had been avoiding him for a long time treated Harry much better under the snack offensive, which was a pleasant surprise.

Potter, the heir to the estate, suddenly had an epiphany - is this the power of money?

If he didn't have many friends, it must be that he was not strong enough or generous enough.

Harry's style of doing things also changed quietly.

That night he asked the twins to go to Hogsmeade to buy a lot of Three Broomsticks non-alcoholic drinks to share with the students.

All of a sudden, Harry became the most popular person in Gryffindor again.

Hermione, who had been reading in the library until late, came back and frowned when she saw the commotion in the lounge, but didn't say anything.

It was just the beginning of the school year, so it was understandable that everyone was a little lax. If she stood up to organize now, it would be a bummer.

She came to Harry, "Harry, Wayne asked me to tell you to wait for him at the old place at 7 o'clock on Thursday night."

"I know." Harry, who was playing Pipa Explosion with Colin, responded.

He missed the tutoring last weekend because he was in the hospital, so it was not surprising that Wayne rescheduled the date.

Hermione heard the answer and went into the dormitory with her books.

The next day, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who was to teach in Dumbledore's place finally came.

During breakfast, in the shocked eyes of many Weasleys and Wayne, Dumbledore introduced to the students with a smile:

"Thank you, Mrs. Molly Weasley, for stepping forward at this moment and taking over as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for a while in place of Professor Umbridge."

There was a skeptical applause in the hall.

The little wizards looked at Molly, who was waving to her children with a smile.

It is really hard to associate this middle-aged woman who looks like a housewife with the position of professor.

George and Fred were stunned, staring at each other..

"Fred, not only do I have hallucinations, but my ears are also not working."

"George, I am the same. I actually saw my mother. Dumbledore said she was going to be a professor."

The two of them smiled at the same time, which was uglier than crying, and said in unison: "This is terrible!"

Puff!

Angelina, Lee Jordan and others beside them couldn't help laughing when they saw them being so funny.

Molly, who noticed this scene, glared at the twins awkwardly. The two of them immediately became honest and couldn't help sighing in their hearts.

For the next month, they have to keep their tails between their legs.

Wayne thought of many candidates, but he never thought that the one who replaced Umbridge was Mrs. Weasley.

Dumbledore's eyes... were still as weird as ever.

It would be fine if Lupin and Sirius were invited back to substitute, why did they have to ask Jasmine?

Aren't you afraid that the Order of the Phoenix will have nothing to eat when they return to Grimmauld Place?

He actually guessed it right.

Jasmine did not stay in school for dinner, but (cebh) returned to London to cook through the fireplace in the headmaster's office.

It's really hard for one person to work two jobs, one of which is not paid.

The next day, Wayne finally took Jasmine's class.

The Slytherin students originally looked down on housewives like Jasmine, but after seeing Wayne greet her familiarly, they immediately calmed down and sat upright.

"Children, don't be so nervous." Jasmine smiled gently: "I'm just a substitute professor. I will leave when Umbridge comes back. Don't treat me as a real professor."

When she talked about Umbridge, she showed her disgust without hiding her expression.

Seeing the books on everyone's desk, she smiled again: "Put the books away, I don't know any theories, I can only teach you some practical little spells."

This sentence immediately made everyone's impression of Jasmine more than one level higher.

"I am a housewife and don't know any exquisite spells."

Jasmine took out her wand and waved it casually, and a teacup and a pot of hot tea appeared in front of everyone.

The teapot automatically floated up and filled them with tea.

This move alone made the little wizards' eyes light up.

Ordinary food summoning spells and charging spells, many of them can do it easily.

But like Jasmine, she filled the tea for dozens of students in the class at once without any mistakes, and cast the spell silently.

This is not a simple matter.

“Surprised, aren’t you?” Jasmine noticed the change in everyone’s expressions and smiled proudly: “I am the mother of seven children. My biggest workload on weekdays is preparing food for them and doing housework.”

“Spells like this are fine when the children are in school, but once summer vacation comes, they have to be used dozens or hundreds of times every day.”

There was a low laugh in the class. Apparently, many people also thought of how they had everything they wanted during the holidays.

Jasmine did not stop him, and continued to chat with her as if she was chatting with a friend, "I think every spell is different, but they are all similar. Everything requires practice makes perfect."

"If you let me use advanced spells like the Explosion Spell and the Patronus Spell, I have never used them before, and I can't be as proficient as the housework spells."

"But the housework spells can't be used to protect yourself." Susan saw that Jasmine was so friendly, and she was more casual, and she refuted.

"On the contrary." Jasmine shook her head solemnly: "As long as you master it well enough, even household spells can play a very important role in battle."

"In general wizard battles, the power of the spell is not the key factor in determining victory or defeat. On the contrary, your casting speed and proficiency will be more important."

"Let me show you."

After speaking, Jasmine stood up, and three empty chairs flew over from the back of the classroom.

"In my opinion, your enemy is like the stubborn garbage in housework. You must work hard and hard to solve it, so...we should do this."

"Clean as new!"

"Clean as new!"

"Clean as new!"

"Clean as new!"

Three spells, three red lights, after contacting the spell, the three chairs instantly exploded into a cloud of smoke and disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving no residue.

Gudong!

The young wizards all swallowed their saliva, even Wayne was no exception.

Jasmine smiled embarrassedly: "Look, isn't it cleaned up now?" (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

The room was silent. Just when Jasmine felt a little embarrassed, Wayne began to applaud, and then everyone came to their senses and hurried to follow.

"It's wonderful. I have never seen such an exaggerated dust removal spell."

"It's outrageous. The effect is even more shattering than the shattering spell."

"Master, absolutely master!"

Everyone was completely impressed by Jasmine's performance. With this power, who dares to say it's not dark magic defense?

Defense until you don't even have ashes left!

Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief and was not as nervous as before.

She wrote the spell of the Dust Removal Charm on the blackboard, added some of her own experience, and then let the students practice freely.

The teacups and teapots on the table were their props.

Although Jasmine's teaching process was very rough, without systematic theories and climax techniques, she just let them practice repeatedly.

But everyone felt that this was professional.

Don't spells rely on practice?

Can you use magic well by teaching all theories like Umbridge?

Until the end of the get out of class, under Jasmine's guidance, everyone's Dust Removal Charm had made some progress, big or small.

Many girls were not in a hurry to leave after class, and surrounded Jasmine.Lee asked her for other housework spells. []

"Professor Weasley, do you have any spells that can make food delicious?"

"Professor, every time I use the dehumidification spell, the effect is not thorough. The clothes still need to be hung for a while before they can dry. Do you have any tricks?"

"And me, and me, how can I make the broom obedient and automatically clean the house?"

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class turned into a housewife exchange meeting in seconds, and Wayne was amazed.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and Wayne met Harry at the old place.

"Wayne, I have learned almost all the shattering spells, take a look." After Harry said that, he blew a chair to pieces.

"No, you still need to practice." Wayne shook his head, "Mrs. Weasley's Dust Removal Charm is stronger than yours."

Harry scratched his head embarrassedly: "Mrs. Weasley is really good, I will keep working hard."

He also heard what happened in the Hufflepuff class, and only then did he know that Mrs. Weasley was so good.

Sure enough, there is no idiot in this family except Ron.

"Put aside the Shattering Charm for now." Wayne said, "I'm going to teach you a new magic in this class."

"What?" Harry was very happy.

"Occlumency."

"Occlumency?" Harry frowned slowly: "Is it a spell to prevent people from being read by others? Why should I learn it?"

Harry is no longer the idiot he used to be. Before Snape taught him, he didn't know what Occlumency was. He was just a little surprised. Why did he learn this unpopular spell, which would not help him become stronger.

"This is Dumbledore's request." Wayne chose to tell the truth, "Your invasion of Voldemort's mind is a very dangerous thing, and it is uncontrollable. Even... if he finds out, he may be able to invade your brain like you."

"So you must learn the brain occlumency technique, and you must learn it well."

Harry's face became solemn when he heard Wayne's serious words, "I know, I will learn it."

"This is Dumbledore's request, and the rest is my request." Wayne looked at him: "Of course, you can choose to refuse."

"Oh?" Harry was curious, Wayne had never told him any request.

"I hope you can not only learn the art of occlumency, but also learn Legilimency."

Looking at Harry's puzzled look, Wayne explained to him: "Dumbledore thinks it is dangerous for you to invade Voldemort's mind. I agree, but I think this is an opportunity."

"Learn Legilimency, and you can last longer in the dream next time, and even dive into deeper memories to explore Voldemort's secrets."

"Now Voldemort's whereabouts are mysterious, and he has two trump cards on him. I hope you can find the location of the trump cards."

"Can you tell me what it is?" Harry whispered, "Maybe I know it now?"

"No, youI don't know." Wayne shook his head, "After tonight, I will seal your memory to prevent Voldemort from noticing it. Can you accept it?"

Harry looked at Wayne's serious look and knew that the matter was of great importance, so he readily agreed.

"Very good." Wayne took out the suitcase and released the cat panther.

"Then let's... start."