Rebirth of the Harry Potter

In yet another Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Snape said, "Give time in class for you to practice silent spells. This is the last time."

"This ability should have been mastered by you by yourself after class, but you still have to waste four classes. Let me say that after every freshman enters Hogwarts, they should be made dumb in the first year. After being familiar with silent spell casting, we will undo the magic for them. It’s not like now, the sixth grade only starts to learn silent spells. And the habit of chanting spells has long been formed when using magic, so it’s not easy to change.”

I don't know who Snape identified as the culprit, anyway, there was an obvious sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he said impatiently: "Now start practicing."

Seeing that Snape was about to raise his wand to seal the student's mouth with magic again, Hermione quickly raised her hand and said, "Professor, you force the student to be unable to open their mouth or make a sound. Isn't this too difficult? Is it too late? At least there should be some transition, such as chanting a mantra in a low voice? Then slowly recite the mantra in your heart."

Snape looked calm and didn't explain.

The so-called strong medicine for serious illness, in his opinion, the students are already terminally ill, and it would take a little more effort to get them used to not reciting mantras slowly.

He glanced at the whole class and asked, "What do you want? Is it the same as on Monday, or do you practice according to your own ideas?"

"Professor, let us familiarize ourselves with silent casting."

"Maybe it's faster to master it this way."

"It's up to you." Snape understood what they were thinking, but after sealing their mouths, they would feel very irritable and aggrieved.

"However, I don't know that you are all so confident. I can't even open your mouth when I help you. Under this condition, your progress is so small. You dare to say that you are getting familiar with it. You think that you don't use the spell when you cast it. Is it easy to read aloud?"

Snape's voice changed: "Yes, it's really simple. If it were a dumb person, it could be said that he was born to master silent spells, but you are not, your mouths have been used for fifteen years, and you want to reverse the subconscious This action requires a lot of concentration and willpower, not all wizards can do this..."

His eyes stopped on several faces.

"Last lesson you practiced alone, this lesson you divide into groups of two, one tries to cast a jinx on the other, but is not allowed to say it aloud. The other tries to fight back or defend against the jinx, and it does the same. Don't make a sound, let's get started.

"Snape sneered, as if looking forward to the next thing.

Lupine in the third grade, Snape in the fourth grade, everyone has already learned a lot of jinxes under their teaching, but none of them chanted these spells silently.

So Snape said that after the beginning, there was a lot of cheating.

Many students moved their mouths lightly and chanted mantras in low voices, but they didn't amplify their voices.

Soft Legs Curse, Stunning Curse, Weakness Curse, Blindness Curse, Petrification Curse, Dancing Curse... and all kinds of messy spells.

Snape dragged his black robe and patrolled among the classmates, just like before, like a giant bat, every time someone recited a spell, Snape would quietly stand behind him, laughing.

Parvati was about to cast a curse on Lavender, her little face was flushed, and her mouth was tightly closed, fearing that she would not be able to resist the temptation and whispered the spell.

Lavender held his wand in fear, waiting to knock back a spell that seemed never to be cast.

"That's terrible, Patyr." Snape looked at it for a while, then said, "Come... let me demonstrate..."

Before he could speak, he suddenly turned his wand towards Parvati, and Parvati reacted instinctively, with no silent spell in mind, and blurted out: "There are many obstacles!"

It seemed that several pale white walls of air that were about to be broken squeezed towards Snape.

Snape wasn't panicked at all, it should be said that he had intentionally frightened Parvati into making mistakes.

Snape didn't recite the spell, but a golden light suddenly appeared around his body, resisting Parvati's spell.

The whole class turned to look at Snape and the panicked and embarrassed Parvati.

"Do you remember when I told you we were practicing silent spells, Patyr?" Snape said softly.

"Remember, Professor." Parvati said bluntly.

"Then remember it well."

...

Harry and Hermione have always been two unique beings in the class.

Especially the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which is purely about learning magic, and under Harry's influence, Hermione has long mastered spells far superior to her peers.

They hardly follow Snape's teachings to learn magic, and Snape rarely talks to them and lets them do what they want.

Hermione looked at the extremely difficult practice of everyone in the class but couldn't help chanting the spell, and said to Harry distressed: "I regret it, I shouldn't have said that to Professor Snape, how could I Thinking about it, the silent spell is so difficult for them."

Harry was reading a thick grimoire and said, "You're smart, but you've made them think you're smart. Their brains are so useless that their minds can't control their bodies. Say no, but the body is very honest, it's no wonder they can quickly learn silent spells."

"Actually, Snape's approach is the most appropriate. Simply let them become dumb and cut the mess quickly."

"Then if you don't remind me, I still suggest that to the professor."

Harry said: "It doesn't make much sense. After all, there is only one class. If Snape can convince other professors to be dumb in their class, it will probably have a significant effect in ten days."

...

After class, it's herbal medicine class.

Across Hagrid's vegetable patch, the soil was wet and the sky seemed to be considering whether it should rain now.

When Harry and Hermione reached the conservatory, the conservatory door opened, and some fourth-year students rushed out.

At the front are Ginny and two girls, and they are having a very happy conversation.

Ginny looked up to see Harry, blushed and ran away.

On the contrary, the two girls seemed to know what Ginny was thinking, and greeted Harry with a smile.

Harry showed a rare gentleness to the stranger and nodded.

Hermione kept winking at Harry, and turned to look at Ginny who was running away.

Snapped!

Harry put his big hand on Hermione's buttocks, squeezed it hard through the close-fitting robe a few times, and said angrily, "How many times do you want me to say that I don't care about Ginny, how dare you make fun of me like this... ...Then, you will play weak Ginny, I am a cruel school girl, and you will be beaten by me in the common room where no one is..."

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Hermione: "Bah."

"Brother." A cheerful voice sounded.

Astoria came out with Luna Lovegood.

Harry noticed that most of the boys' eyes were on the two of them.

Astoria smiled and hugged Harry, wiping the mud off Harry's body.

"Still like a child." Harry laughed.

"Are you taking Potions with Ravenclaw this year?"

"Yeah." Astoria nodded.

There are no strange decorations on Luna, no carrot-like earrings, no beer bottle cap necklace, she looks quiet and clean.

She looked at Harry calmly, and Harry looked at her.

It was Luna who looked away and said, "Hi Harry."

"Is it so unpleasant to greet me? I thought I was welcome," said Harry.

"No." Luna shook her head, she had two big thick braids today, light blonde braids, swinging back and forth.

Harry reached out his hand as if to touch Luna's pink cheek.

Luna looked at Harry with bright eyes, and started to step back.

"Don't move." Harry's voice was not very loud, but Luna didn't dare to avoid it.

Harry gently wiped a lump of dirt off Luna's tiny nose.

Luna blinked.

...

After Astoria and Luna left.

Hermione chuckled: "Yeah, a girl like Luna who is quiet, smart and a little bit arrogant is cuter, right?"

Harry sighed and said dully, "It's just that there are too many good girls. I want to take care of every one of them."

"You really admitted it bluntly." Hermione said angrily.

As expected, Professor Sprout emphasized the importance of .Ls to them as soon as the class started.

Hermione said while tinkering with the fungus in her hand, "I wish all the teachers would stop talking about this, I've heard enough."

After class, Professor Sprout assigned them to write a paper.

"Too much, too much."

"Professors McGonagall, Hagrid and Sinistra have given us a lot of homework!"

"Merlin, when I think about how much homework I have to do, my heart tenses up."

The students who had just worked hard for an hour and a half, regardless of their strange fertilizer smell, cried out that they had too much homework.

But Professor Sprout was unimpressed.

When everyone lined up to return to the castle, no one was in the mood to talk much. It's been another particularly tiring day.

"Is this the life of the fifth grade? I love it." I don't know who made such words.

Dark clouds followed their steps, and it began to rain again, and the mud on the ground was as bad as their mood.

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