Chapter 390

When Cole came to the door of the classroom.

Because Harry once again mentioned Voldemort in front of everyone, and it was his real name. The angry Umbridge scolded loudly, "enough!"

Then he slowed down and said, "see me later, Mr. Potter, in my office."

Hermione shook her head helplessly.

Ron sighed and didn't stand up to speak for his good brother.

Malfoy, sitting in the last row, gloated at Harry's punishment, covered his mouth and almost laughed.

Just.

Ron and Hermione have the impression that all the students are extremely annoying, but ordinary, no big deal detention punishment, which is much worse than they thought.

At this time.

A defense against the dark arts assistant who was late again.

Without knocking.

He violently pushed open the wooden door and hit the wall, making a huge sound.

A choking smell of smoke.

Mixed in the breeze blowing into the classroom, Draco Malfoy, who was just gloating in the last row, suddenly changed his face.

Look back.

He turned quickly and buried his face in his arm. His voice was very frightened, "damn..."

Other students turned back when they heard the voice.

Cole was carrying a chair, just like last time in the restaurant. Ignoring the eyes of the people, he blustered across the aisle and over Professor Umbridge.

Put the wooden chair heavily beside the desk.

sit down.

Put out the cigarette butts, put your feet on a little lower wooden table, and hold your hands in front of you.

After a silence, he said coldly, "what are you looking at me for? Don't you have to go to class?"

Compared with the disgust or fear of other students.

Harry greeted Cole with a smile.

Finally.

Unable to stand the defense against the dark arts class, Hermione became a politician's power arena before the dark time when the Dark Lord returned.

muster one 's courage.

Stand up and look Cole in the eye.

Taking a deep breath, holding the newly revised textbook of the Ministry of magic in his hand, he said, "Professor walker, I can't understand why the new dark magic defense course will cancel the process of practical application and learning witchcraft.

Can we only rely on textbooks and test papers to protect ourselves in the future? "

For Dolores Umbridge, the senior vice minister of the Ministry of magic, the first class was taught by students who were not disciplined again and again.

Question the teaching policy of her and the Ministry of magic.

The old pink witch had a wrinkled face and a terrible look of embarrassment.

He took out his wand, looked directly at Hermione and said in a very serious voice, "Hermione Granger, you are a good witch.

Before you question the newly revised textbook of the Ministry of magic, I hope you can understand what you are talking about.

Now?

Sit down. "

She didn't say that it was OK. Just after the voice fell, Harry, who was originally sitting, stood up, made violent body movements, pushed the bench behind his legs, rubbed the floor and made a harsh creak.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other.

The tacit understanding between close friends enables them to understand each other's intentions without explanation.

Only Ron, who has always been simple and straightforward.

Shrunk his mouth, hugged his head, lay on the table and whispered in a voice only he could hear. "Are they crazy? I don't want to be detained."

Angry Umbridge, embarrassed, raised his wand and prepared to corporal punish the two disobedient students to declare her authority in this classroom.

Cole, sitting on the podium, said coldly, "Professor Umbridge."

Take a continuous deep breath.

The old witch chose to ignore Cole and the two disobedient students, repressed her anger and said, "since Mr. Potter and Miss Granger like standing in class.

I can fulfill their wishes.

Now, ask someone else to turn the book to page three. "

Compared with Harry who simply trusted Cole, Hermione knew that the class of defense against the dark arts had developed to the point where she had to choose a person to stand in line between Umbridge and Cole.

It's about whether she can learn the magic and combat experience she really has to protect herself.

It's also about Harry's future destiny.

However, this choice is too heavy for a 15-year-old girl.

Fortunately, after Harry and Cole looked at each other.

From the bottom of my heart... Or a tacit smile, ignoring Umbridge's warning, sat in a chair, interrupted the old witch's voice again and said, "Professor, I heard that Professor Walker was a very famous Death Eater hunter before entering Hogwarts.

Auror, who worked in the Ministry of magic for two years.

I think he must have a very profound introduction to how to defend against black magic.

Why not let Professor Walker teach us some skills against black magic? "

Hear what Harry said.

Hermione's expression seemed a little surprised.

She only knew that Cole was a famous Death Eater hunter who had killed many wizards, but she didn't know that the terrible man had worked in Auror's office before.

Even Ron and the other students were shocked.

Auror.

The nature of work in the magical world is similar to the police... Or agents in the Muggle world.

However, the scope of management is larger and the nature of work is more complex.

But what is certain is that.

The wizard who can enter Auror's office must have very powerful magic and rich experience in fighting black wizards.

What's more, Cole's head still bears the terrible names of Death Eater hunter and wizard hunter.

"Harry Potter!"

Finally.

When Umbridge's endurance reached its limit and his face was so blue as to be like a green eggplant, he was ready to use muffliato to severely punish Harry.

"I told him to sit down."

Cole's cruel voice.

Like the curse of death, the old witch's instinctive back was cold. She suddenly turned around and pointed her wand at Cole, holding a bad breath, but she didn't want to destroy her 'amiable' appearance. She angrily said, "Mr. walker, don't force me."

get up.

With one hand in the pocket of his windbreaker, Cole walked down the platform, completely ignoring Umbridge's threat, and said to the class, "it's just that Professor Umbridge and I can give you a demonstration.

Miss Granger, sit down. "

Then he looked straight into the old witch's eyes, stood where he was and said coldly, "attack me with an unforgivable curse, Lord Umbridge.

The soul snatching mantra, the heart drilling mantra, or the awada life seeking mantra can be used as long as you can. "

Last semester.

Fake Professor moody once showed them the horror of the heart drilling curse.

Hearing such shocking, even arrogant remarks.

For a while.

Even Harry was shocked!

That's an unforgivable curse!

Once you use it on people, you have to be thrown into Azkaban and imprisoned to death. It's very evil black magic!