I wield a sword at Hogwarts

He walked to the staff table, bowed and smiled gracefully at the students.

"You may be familiar with Professor Black. He will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year."

After saying that, there was clear and loud applause from the Gryffindor table.

Malfoy looked over and saw Harry smiling like an idiot.

The students woke up as if from a dream.

Sirius Black, their professor?

Snape's face looked like it was dancing when he saw flying poop. The disgust and disgust on his face could kill a fly.

He applied for this position with Slughorn but failed, and it ended up being the position of his mortal enemy.

what is this?

In person?

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Chapter 430 Professor of the new semester

Not to mention how Snape disliked Sirius, the expressions on the students' faces were also very exciting.

Harry clapped until his hands hurt and refused to stop. Even Hermione and Ron did not expect that Sirius would become their professor.

Hermione asked: "Harry, do you know this?"

"Before I came here, I swear I had no idea," Harry said with a silly smile, cheering on his godfather, "He said he wanted to give me a surprise."

"That's great!" Ron pumped his fist excitedly, "Now we don't have to worry about Snape making things difficult for us."

Gryffindor has been suffering from Snape for a long time, and the only one who can turn against Snape is Sirius.

With Sirius's character, knowing that Harry was being targeted, he would never swallow his anger.

Don't underestimate the thorn in the side of Hogwarts. He is fearless.

Harry was so happy that he forgot about being kicked by Malfoy.

Slughorn on the staff bench continued to chatter about Hogwarts' increased security to prevent the arrival of the Dark Lord.

He told the students to be extremely careful, because in the magical world it is much easier to kill someone than to save someone.

"The castle's defenses have been strengthened. Even so, we cannot take it lightly. Teachers and students still need to be vigilant at all times."

He also stressed the need to abide by campus discipline, especially not to go out for night outings after lights out, and to promptly report any suspicious situations to faculty and staff.

Even though it's verbose, it's not unreasonable.

But how much students will listen is a problem.

The opening party ended, and Harry reluctantly looked away from his godfather.

Ron asked: "What's wrong with your nose?"

Harry then remembered his nose. Hermione used magic to clean up the blood scab on his face, making him look less miserable.

After telling the story again, Ron said angrily: "It's like something Malfoy could do."

"What did you do in the past?" Hermione asked in a bad tone.

"I……"

Harry was at a loss for words. Could it be that he had eavesdropped on whether John would reveal what he had talked about with Slughorn?

Hermione would definitely get angry.

He had to pretend that his nose hurt, and Ron accompanied him to the campus hospital, while Hermione took the new students back first.

Hagrid saw the two of them and said mysteriously: "Why are you late, Harry?"

"Delayed in the car," Harry said. "Why are you late?"

"I was with Grawp and lost track of time." Hagrid said happily. "He has a new home in the cave, a beautiful big cave. He is much happier than when he stayed in the Forbidden Forest. "

"Really?" Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Harry had no choice but to cater to him.

"Yes, he has made great progress." Hagrid said proudly, "You will be surprised. I am considering training him to be my assistant."

Such an idea made Ron sneer. He had seen that guy speak no more than five words.

Hagrid didn't notice, and he happily said goodbye to both Harry and Harry.

Harry and Ron looked at each other. They can read each other's thoughts.

Harry asked tentatively: "You're not going to take Care of Magical Creatures, are you?"

Ron shook his head and asked, "You don't have a choice either, do you?"

The two people's answers were the same.

Even Hermione wouldn't choose Care of Magical Creatures.

Harry didn't dare think about what Hagrid would say when he found out that the three of them hadn't gone to class.

He didn't even dare to think about this issue further.

…

the next day.

After entering sixth grade, students will have more free time.

At least that's what Malfoy thought.

"I was struck by the Cruciatus Curse at least five times during the holidays." Malfoy said, rubbing his heart and holding a sandwich in his hand.

He took a bite of the sandwich and Astoria asked worriedly, "Have you had your body checked? The Cruciatus Curse is extremely painful and unbearable."

"Of course," Malfoy said proudly, "Nothing can happen to my body, and Barty Crouch Jr.'s devilish training can't defeat me."

Astoria showed her admiration well, "You are so awesome."

This made Malfoy's proud nose almost grow longer.

John was eating a rice ball with unknown contents and glanced at Malfoy, who was being manipulated by Astoria.

Daphne said speechlessly: "Is she coaxing a child?"

Not mature at all.

snort.

Daphne looked at John, smiled and said, "Would you like some milk?"

"Just water." John took the cup.

Over breakfast, John talked about choosing courses.

"Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts advanced course, to be honest, this thing is not difficult for me." Malfoy was extremely swollen, and John felt that he should be beaten severely.

Daphne is ready to drop some lessons.

After breakfast, the sixth grade students were left behind.

Astoria went to class first, and they had to wait to confirm each student's choice of class.

They want to confirm the course schedule.

Usually they will be advised which courses are suitable.

Snape did not appear in the Great Hall due to some reasons.

Professor McGonagall took over the curriculum.

When asked about Goyle and Crabbe, Professor McGonagall felt helpless.

These two guys are basically on the passing line.

The only thing that stands out should be Gower's herbal medicine results.

Crabbe was advised to take a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, as was Goyle.

Malfoy raised his head high, waiting for Professor McGonagall to ask.

His grades were recorded in Professor McGonagall's notebook. Seeing how proud he was, Professor McGonagall was speechless.

As someone who failed the History of Magic, Malfoy decisively gave up the course.

He also gave up on Muggle Studies, which was of no use to him.

Care of Magical Creatures lessons have also been abandoned.

It was Daphne's turn, and her choice was completely different from Malfoy's.

Continue to study Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Herbology, Potions and other subjects.

This kind of learning attitude liked Professor McGonagall very much, and she nodded to confirm the course.

It was John's turn. Professor McGonagall looked at the twelve bright 'O's. How she wished they were her students.

"Wick, which ones do you want to choose?"

Although she hopes John can continue to persevere, in the academically intensive sixth grade, this is not realistic.

There will be conflicts between courses.

"I selected them all," John said with a calm expression, "But I can't take all the classes, so I often miss some subjects."

Professor McGonagall was shocked. You said it so confidently in front of me?

She said seriously: "Wick, I hope you can do what you can."

"That's it," John's attitude changed from his usual modesty to arrogance, "As long as I pass the N.E.W.T. exam."

Having said that, Professor McGonagall still wanted to persuade him.

But John was more than that. He said calmly: "Everything I said, including alchemy."

Alchemy is a course that can only be taken in the sixth grade. There are thirteen courses, which even Professor McGonagall feels will be exhausting.

But John had the capital to do this.

Because he is the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin in history, no one will think that his talent is not good enough.

If nothing else, she was sure that the elective teacher had no problem with John's absence from class.

After all, John basically didn't go to Muggle Studies, Arithmancy, or Ancient Runes in the last school year, but he still got the highest score.

"Okay, just as you said."

Professor McGonagall arranged a class schedule for him, and it didn't really depend on John's mood.

This is the privilege of top students.

Schedule your classes and return to the Slytherin common room.

There were only six or seven students in the lounge, all of whom were in sixth grade.

Pansy and Theodore are together, and I don’t know why after falling in love, she always likes to dress up as a cute girl.

Malfoy, who had been beaten by her, said everywhere that she was just faking it and that the beating hurt.

Also, the Malfoy of today is not the Malfoy of the past.

He is now the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team.

As a privileged man, he felt powerful.

"The team has left a lot of people, and we have to re-select them."

Most of the players in the last class were in seventh grade, and this year they are basically gone. Malfoy needs to re-select and recruit people.

Malfoy needs to be extremely cautious about this.

Because from the moment he became captain, as long as he lost, he would be nailed to Slytherin's pillar of shame.

These hard-won eleven consecutive victories have created the history of Hogwarts, and every victory can increase this record.

Just like Montague, Slytherin, who is obsessed with victory, will soon face new demonic destruction.

Malfoy smiled hideously as a series of training plans appeared in his mind.