Immortals At Hogwarts In Marvel

The auditorium was filled with four long college dining tables, with a starless black ceiling, exactly the same as the sky outside they saw through the high windows. There were candles floating above the dining table, illuminating the few silver-white ghosts dotted in the auditorium, and illuminating the excited faces of the students.

Everyone was talking happily, exchanging news about the summer vacation, calling out Roar with friends from other colleges, and examining each other's new hairstyle and new clothes.

"This year's black magic defense class professor is Umbridge. Don't think about any useful spells you can learn from her. Katie, in addition to the club activities classroom at school, the responsive room can also be used as a venue for your gatherings. Hermione and I are not there, you and Qiu Zhang are looking at the arrangement." Luke said to Katie next to him.

"Welcome to our new students," Dumbledore said loudly, with his arms open and a big smile on his mouth. "Welcome! Welcome to our old students, welcome you back! There is too much time for speeches, but not now. , Eat happily!"

There was appreciative laughter and enthusiastic applause in the auditorium. Dumbledore sat down upright and threw his long beard on his shoulders so that they would not block his plate—the delicious food suddenly fell from the sky. The long table was suddenly piled up with all kinds of freshly baked skewers, pies, plates of vegetables, bread, jam, and pots of pumpkin juice, and groaned overwhelmedly.

The classmates were full and the auditorium gradually became noisy, and Dumbledore stood up again. The voice stopped immediately, and everyone turned their faces to the principal.

"Well, now that we are digesting another extremely rich and delicious meal, I ask everyone to be quiet for a while and listen to me talk about the precautions for the new semester as usual." Dumbledore said, "The first-year students should know that in the hunting grounds Students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest, even though there are many fewer residents in it."

Everyone who knew the situation of the forbidden forest looked at Luke with a smile. Luke thought he had helped the magical animals move to a better living environment, so he didn't care about other people's opinions.

"Mr. Filch, the administrator, asked me. He also told me that this is the 426th time. He asked me to remind you that you are not allowed to use magic in the hallway between classes. There are many other regulations listed there. A long list, posted on the door of Mr. Filch’s office."

"Emphatically, large or fierce magical animals are not allowed in the corridor, even if they are not dangerous." Dumbledore looked at Luke again.

Luke can send out a lot of spirit beasts, and over time, many little guys have grown up. The Weasley brothers' lion, Luna's Bai Ze, and Neville's brave are all powerful beasts, and it is easy to scare others by running around in the corridor.

This time the little necromancers laughed louder.

The Weasley brothers also blamed Luke for this incident, not because they didn’t like green lions and yellow lions, but because these two guys are too edible. Don't talk about two.

Luke doesn't have so much time to refine the spirit pill, all other people's spirit pets need to be fed by the owner. Xiang Jinni’s deer and Qiuzhang’s cranes are easier to feed. But the green lion, the yellow lion, the brave with a bigger appetite, and the snake of Malfoy are all gold swallowing beasts. I don't know if Malfoy's wealth is enough to raise snakes.

"This year, our faculty has two changes. We are very happy to welcome Professor Grapland back, and she will teach you the lesson on protecting magical animals. We are also happy to introduce Professor Umbridge, our black magic defense class New teacher."

There was a polite but not very warm applause in the auditorium.

Following Umbridge's speech, Luke didn't pay attention to it. He closed his eyes and pondered other questions. He just waited for the end of the banquet to find Professor Dumbledore.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a clash of tables, chairs and benches around. It was obvious that Dumbledore had announced the dissolution of the school's teachers and students, and everyone stood up and prepared to leave the auditorium.

In the principal's office, Dumbledore had completely expected Luke to apply for free study. He even thought that Luke would apply for graduation in advance. So he was not surprised, but another thing was worrying him.

"Professor, don't worry, if Voldemort targets the little necromancer at Hogwarts, I have a plan to deal with it." He had this kind of plan for temporarily moving Hogwarts into the harbor.

Dumbledore was relieved to hear that Luke had a plan. They are not afraid of sacrifice, they are just worried about these little necromancers.

Coming out of the principal's office, Luke was thinking about warning Umbridge tomorrow, but ran into her in the hallway.

"Mr. Kirk, as far as I know, night travel is against school regulations." Her voice was high and sharp, with an aura, like a girl's voice.

"I have applied to Professor Dumbledore for free study, and I will leave school soon, so this rule doesn't work for me. It just so happens that I have something to find Ms. Umbridge." Luke said lightly.

"Oh? What can I do?" Umbridge had a hint of curiosity.

"I hope that Ms. Umbridge has something to do in moderation, and don't go too far, you know, the Ministry of Magic has no restriction on Ability for me." Before Umbridge could speak, Luke disappeared in the corridor. superior.

Umbridge stopped where she was for a while, snorted coldly, and then returned to her home at Hogwarts. No one knew what she was thinking about or what she was going to do.

However, when Umbridge taught little necromancers, her way of teaching surprised everyone who didn't know.

The whole class was silent when they walked into the classroom. Professor Umbridge was still unknown. Everyone didn't know how strict she was for classroom discipline.

"Good afternoon, classmates!" she said after the whole class sat down.

Several classmates mumbled "good afternoon" in response.

"Tsk, tusk," said Professor Umbridge. "That's not OK, doesn't it? I want you to respond like this: ‘Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge.’ Please do it again. Good afternoon, classmates!"

"Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge." They answered in unison.

"That's right," Professor Umbridge said in a whispered voice. "It's not too difficult, isn't it? Please put away your wand and take out the quill."

Many classmates exchanged gloomy glances, and what followed the command "put away the magic wand" was never something they found interesting. Professor Umbridge opened her handbag, drew out a surprisingly short wand, and struck it hard on the blackboard. Two lines appeared on the blackboard immediately:

black magic defense

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