HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 411 Snape's Expectation

"Professor, what if one day I meet a vicious person..."

"What about your eyes? If you find something wrong, run away early, won't the disillusionment spell work?"

"If you don't run away..."

"Play dead!"

"What if you pretend to be dead?"

"Where in the world are there so many eventualities!"

"In case, I mean, in case I do meet one, I don't find it in time, it's useless to pretend to be dead, he greets me without saying a word..." Heimdall said cautiously.

The old professor raised his eyebrows angrily, "I'm so unlucky, I'd better kill myself as soon as possible."

This is a conversation between Heimdall and the charms professor of the German school on a certain day in the third grade.

This old professor has been teaching and educating people in the German school for nearly fifty years. It can be said that there are many students in the world.

The old professor's teaching purpose is not to seek merit but to seek no fault, so the theoretical knowledge is basically based on the book, and the practical practice class follows the principle of herding cattle and eating grass. Each practice class presents a few low-risk propositions, even if the students are extremely bored. Throwing these black magic tricks on the opponent's head will not kill anyone.

Therefore, there has been no mistake in the teaching career. This is the first and only professor who has not received any warnings for student casualties since the establishment of the German school.He is also the only teacher in the German school who has obtained the International Education Committee, the teacher qualification rating, and the A-level teacher of Charms Education.

Since the end of the war and the resumption of work, the International Education Committee has never rated the teacher of the German school again. This old professor is No. 1 for the first time.

This is a compromise made by the German school under the pressure of reality after the baptism of the war. It is precisely because the old professor's teaching method of keeping a low profile has calmed the nerves of outsiders, especially those who advocate the danger of black magic, making Durmster Lang can continue the educational model that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years without changing the teaching purpose due to the Grindelwald effect.

The old professor was ordered in the face of danger, worked conscientiously for nearly 50 years, and finally announced his retirement declaration in public after the end-of-year exams of the third grade of Heimdall's students.

The students in the upper grades are reluctant to leave, and the children in the lower grades are ignorant. In fact, most of the students don't care as much about his stay or stay as they seem, because the professor's sense of existence is thin, and his teaching methods follow the rules. Everyone is happy.

After the old professor retired, no one was able to find a replacement for the vacancy left. It is said that Principal Karkaroff stayed in the principal's gallery for a whole day, and after he came out, he announced to the public with a pale face, looking for a temporary professor, the next Charms The professor candidates have been decided, and now we are waiting for the best time to hire.

After listening to the principal's words, all the teachers and students in the school were wondering, what is "the best time to hire?"

Because of this, the old professor was rehired and returned to the German school, and when the so-called "best time" came, he would automatically invite him.

Heimdall yelled in his heart that it was a pity, coming to Hogwarts meant that he would not be able to attend the old professor's class, and who knew when the next professor would come.

The old professor never clearly specified which textbook to use in class—although the book list published by the German school every academic year lists the specific title of the Charms textbook, the things taught are also some insignificant little magic, and they are also used in practice. The cat was sleeping on the side, and some students had raised objections, but the old professor sold himself out, saying that he couldn't stand it because of his age, and complained that the child who raised objections didn't know how to respect and respect the elderly.

Since then, no student has ever argued about it.

Heimdall thinks that the professor is not simple, at least not as quiet as the surface, because the list of extracurricular books that the professor arranges is "dangerous" things that will never be learned in class.

The extracurricular questions of homework are all about "dangerous" stuff, just like what he said when assigning extracurricular reading tasks, "I like to read or not", the extracurricular part of homework is also whether I like to do it or not.

If you don't do it, you won't affect the credits, and if you do it, you won't get any points.

Every time Heimdall picks up what he knows how to do, he can see the old professor’s corrections every time he takes back his homework. The handwriting is scribbled but the content is profound and complete, which benefits Heimdall a lot.

So Heimdall would sometimes use his spare time to drag the old professor to ask some questions, mostly around extracurricular readings, and occasionally ask some silly questions.

For example, as mentioned at the beginning, "What should I do if I encounter a vicious villain?"

The point of Heimdall's question is, if he has never seen the magic released by the other party, can he just sit and wait?

"If you are really so unlucky and encounter such a thing, I still say the same thing, stop it as soon as possible." The old professor was not in a hurry. "Whether it's black or white, the most indispensable thing in magic is the means of torturing people. There are all kinds of methods that emerge in endlessly. If the opponent is really vicious, it is better to commit suicide than to be tortured into unspeakable misery, and you don't have to suffer."

Heimdall said with a bitter face, "I don't want to sit and wait for death, let alone settle it once and for all."

The old professor gave him a blank look, and said, "Silly boy, what you are asking is a question that cannot have a precise answer, are you trying to embarrass me?"

The old man usually looks like he is on the verge of death, but in fact he is the same type of person as Professor York, who teaches transfiguration, he is in a hurry, straight to the point, and grows stronger with age.

"Learn more, see more, think more, ask more questions, as long as you know more than others, the situation you say will be reversed."

Heimdall hesitated, "They won't wait for me to apply what I've learned."

"Why are you so worthless!" The old professor blew his beard and stared.

Heimdall thought to forget it, let it be a big deal, and just about to back off, the old professor slammed his mouth and stroked his unshaven white beard that hadn't been shaved for many days.

"Actually, the question you raised cannot be regarded as nonsense."

Heimdall resisted not rolling his eyes, and waited for the next sentence.

"There are still many ways to escape, apparition, Animaji magic, disillusionment spells and so on."

Heimdall said angrily: "I've said it several times, the premise is that I didn't run away."

"How dare you be impatient, kid?!" The old professor gave a fierce look.

Heimdall shrank his neck and asked in a low voice, "Isn't there a solution once and for all?"

"Beautiful idea! Once and for all?! Do you think magic is drinking water and eating?!"

Heimdall didn't dare to say anything.

"The invention of spells pays attention to correspondence. A teapot is matched with a lid, and a bottle of poison is made, and an antidote that can cure the poison will naturally be developed, so all spells in the world have their corresponding cracking spells. Of course, some There is no magic that can break the curse, and the Avada Kedavra is the most famous one. However, the reason why the Kedavra curse makes people talk about it is largely not because it does not break the curse, but because it is a move Kill, there is no magic that can do that."

The old professor added, "No matter which country you are in, once you use this magic, you will end up in prison."

Speaking of this, the old professor took a sip of tea, "There are several methods you can try in the situation you mentioned."

"The first thing is to break the curse." This time the old professor didn't wait for Heimdall to say anything, and continued on his own: "Of course, since you don't even know what kind of magic the other party is using, breaking the curse is another matter."

"Secondly, you can try the silent spell. Of course, according to the situation you described, the other party has already activated the magic, so the silent spell is useless."

"Finally, the Iron Armor Curse."

After finishing speaking, without even looking at the stunned Heimdall, the old professor picked up the cup and drank tea comfortably.

"...Are you kidding me?" Heimdall couldn't help but laugh. If the Iron Armor Curse works, why do we need the police?

The old professor took the time to say: "So I say that your problem has no solution at all. Magic is not foolproof, let alone once and for all."

"Is there no fourth type?" Heimdall sighed.

"Do you need a fourth one? After trying the third one and it still doesn't work, then the magic has already fallen on you."

cold joke?Heimdall continued to grimace.

Seeing this, the old professor laughed and shook his head, "Before you become a seasoned great magician, if you are so unlucky and encounter such a situation, there is still a way you can try for the time being. The probability of success is unknown, and there is no specific one The data can be referred to research, but it’s better than just sitting around and waiting for death.”

"What is it?"

"Summon the Patronus."

***

The black shadow swelled into a huge black mass in the short moment it rushed over, and when the black shadow was about to engulf Heimdall, the light suddenly appeared.

A shimmering silver shadow rushed towards the group of black shadows. Surrounded by wisps of black smoke and white mist, the two wrestled fiercely together, with a clear distinction between light and darkness.

The black group was blocked by light and shadow at a distance of about ten meters in front of Heimdall, and could not go any further.

While the Hogwarts children breathed a sigh of relief, they murmured about Moody in their hearts.

Why is he so relentless?

However, they didn't take the spell cast by Moody seriously. After all, in the eyes of these children, although Moody's behavior was a bit weird, he was jealous by nature and would definitely not kill innocent students, while Heimdall was at best A well-known German school student.

How capable is a student?Hogwarts children are students themselves.

And some students who know the goods, such as Harry, have had unpleasant experiences with dementors, and they can see at a glance that the unusual and clear silver light is the summoned guardian.

Every adult who knows that he can use this magic is full of praise for him, so Harry has always had a sense of superiority in this respect. When Sirius saw his patron saint image for the first time, he couldn't help exclaiming, Those words of exclamation are still in my ears.

Rigg will also call the Patronus?Harry's mood was a little complicated.

Relying on the protection of Malfoy's ancestors, Draco had the right to speak among his peers, and the children his age whispered: "Should we stop Moody?"

The Slytherin children looked at each other hesitantly, and the Gryffindor children watched from the sidelines with great interest.

Today's situation was completely reversed. Normally, Gryffindor would yell a lot, but now the Slytherins were hesitating whether they should ask the Headmaster to do justice.

Slytherin naturally classified the German School as one of his own.

"I'm going to find the professor!" Draco dropped this sentence, turned around and ran into the castle.

At this moment, Heimdall seemed to be on the verge of a big enemy, ready to fight, completely unaware of the entanglement of the Slytherins, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to this sudden magic duel, even though he was still at a loss as to the cause of the outbreak, However, people always have the self-help instinct to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, so he is working hard now.

The biggest weirdness of the black smoke is transformation. This is the second magic that can deform on a large scale that Heimdall has seen so far. There are not a few spells that can deform objects. It is an advanced subject, but it is rare for magic itself to be able to transform.

The devil's flame that he has mastered so far is a self-transformation magic. The flame can change into different shapes according to the magic user, and most of them look like ferocious beasts. This is the original intention of this magic when it was invented. Malicious, complete offensive spells, once they get out of control, they will face a tragic end.

The black mist released by Moody can also transform. At first, Heimdall thought it was an illusion and had no real aggressiveness, but he couldn't stand the terrifying atmosphere created by the black mist, and summoned the Patronus in a hurry.

As soon as the patron saint rushed up, he knew that this thing was not an illusion.

The patron saint has a strong resistance to malicious attack spells, and can even exert a physical defensive barrier, so the old professor only put this magic at the end, and changed his joke tone before, judging Succinct, but cautious tone.

This is magic built with joy, and it seems that the only thing that can compete with the negative emotions that are easily inflated by human beings is rare and pure happiness.

The white falcon patron saint tore at the black mist vigorously. Every time a gap was torn open in the black mist, new mist would rush out to fill the gap. When the color of the black mist became deeper and deeper, it gradually changed from translucent to completely transparent. After dark.

The black mist integrated into a specific shape, and Heimdall narrowed his eyes in surprise. The black mist suddenly twisted and returned to its original scattered state, as if the concrete image just now was just an illusion.

But Heimdall believed that he read it right. The moment of integration, a snake-shaped black mist suddenly burst out of the thick fog, like a chain tied to the patron saint, and quickly spread upward along the patron saint's torso. After a while, a siege formed, trapping the patron saint in a small cloud of black mist.

Heimdall tightened the wand in his hand, and said loudly, "Dispel it!"

Great silver.

The patron saint in the black mist flapped its wings vigorously, and jumped up angrily. The black mist was washed into strands of translucent gas by the patron saint who suddenly radiated light. In the large army, they regrouped into a Mist Snake, walking back and forth within the large black mist.

All this happened faster than lightning, and passed away in a few blinks. The Hogwarts students next to them were unable to see what was happening in front of them because of the limited angle and the thick black fog blocking most of their vision.

I only feel that the black mist is deep and shallow for a while, and there are bursts of silver light shining from time to time. Just looking at the black and white light and shadow that collides endlessly makes me feel very exciting, so everyone's heart is itchy, and the Gryffindors are anxious to want it. They went up to find out, but were helplessly frightened by Moody's terror, and dared not act rashly.

"Professor Moody?!" someone screamed.

Moody seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and waved his wand vigorously. The black mist was like dewdrops exposed to the hot sun, and it was fleeting. The nervous excitement on his face that made Heimdall feel extremely uncomfortable suddenly disappeared. It was that cynical Alastor Moody again.

Heimdall also took back the Patronus, and his cousin Draco's call sounded, and he rushed from the castle under the leadership of Snape.

And Professor McGonagall, who screamed just now, was accompanied by the other two deans, and strode from another direction.

"It's over." The Gryffindors shrugged regretfully.

The Slytherins remained silent throughout.

"Professor Moose, what are you doing? Attacking students with magic?" The most terrible thing is Durmstrang's students!

Professor McGonagall, who rushed up, questioned Moody in horror, his expression changed.

Head Ravenclaw and Head Hufflepuff looked at each other, and happily left the scene to Professor McGonagall, who was almost crazy, and went to evacuate the more and more students gathered around.

Moody turned a blind eye to McGonagall's fury, pointed at Heimdall from a distance and said, "That kid is very good, very good." He nodded, seemingly affirming, "He's even better than the seniors at Hogwarts."

"Not bad?" Mag couldn't believe it, not bad?To make such a fuss just to come to this conclusion?

"Defense against the Dark Arts only knows that theoretical knowledge is useful, the key is practice, actual combat." Moody plausibly said, "See, the performance of the German school students is much better than the good babies who have not been weaned at Hogwarts."

The Hogwarts children curled their lips disapprovingly when they heard Moody's suddenly raised voice.

McGonagall was about to faint, "But our school does not advocate using offensive magic on students."

Mag has specifically lowered the level of magic here, not for anything else, but to minimize possible conflicts.

No matter what, Professor McGonagall always has Hogwarts in his heart. Regardless of the outcome of this matter, Hogwarts is most likely to be responsible. Who told Moody to be against Professor Hogwarts? title.

"That's why I found Durmstrang's students." Moody said confidently.

"How do I explain this to Principal Karkaroff?!" Moody might be sued and get into trouble.

The thought of Karkaroff's smug, aggressive way of speaking gave Professor McGonagall a throbbing pain in his temple.

"Karkaroff?" There was a strange light in Moody's eyes, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his face. "That's an old friend..."

Professor McGonagall could not help but sigh loudly.

When Professor McGonagall was questioning Moody sternly, Snape who was not far away slowly withdrew his sharp eyes from Moody, and turned to look at Heimdall. At this time, Heimdall was repeating to his cousin Guaranteed to be safe, but I feel a little tired. I have been using magic at a high intensity, and it is also a kind of mental effort.

"Are you all right?" Snape's concern came out of his cold tone.

"It's okay." Heimdall smiled, and then said hesitantly, "That Professor Moody..."

"I heard that he caused a little trouble not long ago, accidentally injured a few Muggles, and even quarreled with the police on duty." Snape sneered. "When I received a gift from someone else, it was determined to be from an enemy with malicious intentions, and the gift was blown up on the spot."

"This man is a bit suspicious." Snape hesitated, "It's as long as you're fine."

Heimdall understood what he meant, and hoped that he would not pursue this matter too much, because everyone regarded Moody as a lunatic, and since he was mentally abnormal, there was no need to haggle over this kind of person.

From this point of view, everyone felt that his abnormality was normal.

Heimdall looked back at Moody calmly, "I won't deliberately conceal what happened today." He felt that even if he didn't tell the story, it would definitely not be covered, and the speed of rumors has always been faster than bacteria.

To Heimdall's relief, Snape didn't ask him to follow the example of the Holy Son, in order to spread love and justice, and regard suffering as a blessing.

Under the astonished gazes of Heimdall and Draco, Snape suddenly gave a short smile and chatted with them about it.

"You said that if Professor Moody is dismissed because of this incident, do I have a chance to compete for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

Draco was dumbfounded, so he couldn't be expected to answer.

Heimdall asked, "You want to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? I thought..."

"It's true that I like potions, but that doesn't mean I like being a Potions professor." Snape calmly pointed out the difference between the two.

"Perhaps you can report this to Headmaster Dumbledore," Heimdall said.

The corners of Snape's brows twitched, "...I've reflected on it for many years."

"..."