Chapter 61: “Petrificus Totalus”
With the arrival of November, the weather turned bitterly cold almost overnight.
The mountains surrounding Hogwarts Castle appeared gray, covered in snow and ice. A thin layer of ice formed on the surface of the Black Lake.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
As they stepped out of the Slytherin common room each morning, frost covered the ground outside the entrance.
They had to bundle up in thick clothing to ward off the cold.
Matthew reduced his visits to the library and the Room of Requirement.
When he had free time, he preferred to sit in the comfortable armchairs of the Slytherin common room, basking in the warmth of the fireplace, reading a book, or working on his homework.
Whenever he didnt understand something, he could always seek advice from his fellow students.
Just like Hermiones prophecy, since Halloween, Professor Rosier had vanished again.
The official explanation was that she hadnt fully recovered from her injuries.
Meanwhile, Gellert Grindelwald, the Headmaster, appeared punctually every morning, lunchtime, and evening, sitting in the main guest seat of the Great Hall.
Perhaps Hermiones previous conjecture was correctProfessor Grindelwald didnt possess complete authority as the Hogwarts Headmaster and couldnt stay at the school for long.
Now, they saw him every day, accompanied by Headmistress Rosier, who was all dressed up.
But Matthews prophecy wasnt wrong either. Though the principal who appeared before them daily was likely an imposter, the true culprit lurking in the shadows still feared him and dared not launch new attacks.
Apart from the minor interlude on Halloween, the castle remained peaceful.
Since Professor Rosier hadnt completely recovered yet, the first-year Defense Against the Dark Arts class was still taught by Professor Trocar.
Under Professor Trocars guidance, their Defense Against the Dark Arts proficiency gradually improved.
It was another Friday afternoon, another Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Among all the protective spells, the Full Body-Bind Curse is undoubtedly the easiest and one of the few suitable for young wizards like you, who are new to magic! Professor Trocar explained.
A faint red light shot from the tip of Matthews wand, accurately hitting Malfoys body.
Malfoys arms fell to his sides, his legs stiffened, and he stood straight like a board.
His entire body became rigid, swaying a few times before he fell to the ground with a thud, resembling a wooden plank.
His face, upper and lower jaws locked together, rendered him speechless, only his eyes darting around.
Well done, Wickfield! Professor Trocar praised.
Now, release the Full Body-Bind Curse on Mr. Malfoy.
Matthew raised his wand again and said, Finite Incantatem!
Another red light flashed.
This time, Malfoys stiff body quickly returned to normal. He promptly got up, gasping for breath.
Excellent! Professor Trocar commended Matthew, his praise resounding.
About ten minutes later.
Professor Trocar glanced at his watch and said, Alright, class is over. I hope youll practice diligently for the next class!
The feeling of being petrified is awful! Malfoy whispered as he gathered his belongings.
Dont be discouraged. You were so close to success just now, Matthew reassured him.
Oh, and Wickfield! Professor Trocar called Matthews name once more.
Stay behind for a moment.
Matthew was taken aback.
Ill see you in the Great Hall later! Draco waved before leaving the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with Vincent, Gregory, and Theodore.