Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures - Vol 2 Chapter 1819

Driven by this idea, Hermione came to the door of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom on the third floor of the castle, and heard Professor Quirrell’s stammering voice coming from the classroom from a distance.

She opened the back door of the classroom a crack and saw Quirrell’s signature large purple scarf.

In the real world, Voldemort was lurking in the scarf, but at this time they didn’t know about it, and they didn’t know Quirrell in the dream, was it the same?

Hermione was not interested in finding out, even seeing Voldemort in a dream would not be a happy thing, and it had nothing to do with her purpose here.

Thinking of this, she slipped in through the back door secretly, putting her finger to her lips and making a silent gesture to Hannah Abbott who looked at her in surprise.

“Hermione, how did you get here?” Hannah whispered.

“Come and listen, what did Professor Quirrell talk about?” Hermione said casually, sitting beside Hannah Abbott and Susan Burns, looking around for Aiwen.

“It’s the ones, you know, about how he helped an African prince free himself from a zombie haunt…Slytherin students are booing him to demonstrate magic.”

Not surprisingly, teasing poor Professor Quirrell is something many students love to do.

Gryffindor students have also done it, usually seniors. The first year is generally more restrained. The most is to ask Quirrell’s stories full of loopholes, but this is just the beginning of school. After a few months, everyone More of a sleep in Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

Hermione’s eyes crossed the familiar and unfamiliar faces, her heart beat abruptly, and she saw Ai Wen, next to Malfoy, just as she had seen him back then.

The only difference is that the logo on Aiwen’s school uniform robe is Slytherin’s.

Although it has been said many times, Hermione has to say it again. This is really a wonderful feeling. Going back to her past and seeing the first-year Aiwen, especially he is still a Slytherin, can only be Such absurd things can only happen in a dream!

Ridiculous, yet it feels fresh, with a touch of surprise and nostalgia.

I don’t know if everyone will feel this way. Years and months of work and life pressure make people physically and mentally exhausted, and life seems to have no meaning. After a hard day’s work, I lie in bed, open my eyes again, and find myself back in my student days, back to the one I used to be very familiar with, but I knew I would never return to. time not to go.

I became a student again, sitting in a long-lost classroom, surrounded by classmates I hadn’t seen for many years, they were bustling and noisy, just like the beginning, even if the next plot development may be absurd, it is still full of nostalgia, I hope this dream can last longer.

If everything could start over, there would be no more regrets.

Hermione had the feeling right now that it wouldn’t be a bad thing to re-experience the next year.

She looked at Ai Wen with interest, thinking about how to greet him for a while, and her emotions poured out uncontrollably. Everything here is exactly the same as Hogwarts, with a strong sense of reality.

Soon, other students in the classroom also noticed Hermione, and they whispered, many people turned their heads to look at her, and everyone wondered why she appeared here.

The discussion got louder and louder, even Quirrell on the podium noticed.

“G, Miss Granger!” Quirrell stammered, startled, “Why, why are you, here? This, this is not, this is not a Gryffindor class. ”

“I’m here to sit in, Professor.”

Hermione repeated the explanation just now, Quirrell didn’t go into it.

His expression was very nervous, one eye was twitching uncontrollably, as if a Gryffindor student suddenly came to sit in on the event itself, and he was terrified enough.

Seeing it again after knowing everything, Hermione admired Quirrell’s superb acting skills.

She didn’t feel that way back then, thinking that Quirrell was really like this.

Even if I recalled it several times later, it was not as clear as it is now. I have to admit that Quirrell’s acting ability is really strong.

At this moment, Quirrell continued, “Miss Granger, can you please come and assist me in completing this, this magic?”

At this point, everyone in the classroom turned to look at Hermione, staring at her silently.

“No problem,” said Hermione, standing up.

Although this development was very strange, and she stepped forward to help demonstrate the magic, Hermione wouldn’t think there was anything wrong with dreaming, no matter how absurd it was.

In fact, she didn’t remember what kind of magic Quirrell demonstrated in class. In order to hide his identity as a dark wizard, Quirrell’s classes have always been terrible, mainly scripted, stammering and repeating the content of the textbook, magic demonstrations and so on. , did not appear at all! So, what is this Quirrell going to do with her?

Hermione came to the podium and asked, “Professor, what magic are we going to demonstrate?”

“The Imperius, Miss Granger.”

“Imperial Curse?!” Hermione was shocked, her body tense, and she took a quick step back. “But that’s illegal, and the Ministry of Magic prohibits the use of Unforgivable Curses on humans.”

“Of course it is, but what are you going to do if you don’t practice resisting dark magic in class and you encounter a dark wizard outside school?” Quirrell said coldly, not stammering at all, “I’m helping you learn. How to defend against the dark magic, you should be honored, I chose you. In my class, the demonstration of dark magic has always been very popular.”

“We just love black magic.”

“Yeah, we’re going to learn black magic, which I think is pretty awesome!”

“If you learn black magic, you can defend yourself.”

Below the podium, the Slytherin students echoed their voices, supporting Quirrell’s demonstration of the Imperius Curse. Hermione couldn’t help but wonder if this was the case in real school classes?

Students of Slytherin, never hide their love of black magic. They have a soft spot for the powerful and damaging black magic. Not to mention Imperius Curse, Avada Suo Life Curse, some of them are also very skilled in using it. There are many students here, eager to become Death Eaters when Voldemort returns.

But it was crazy to demonstrate the Imperius Curse in a first-year class.

At this point, Voldemort had not returned. Hermione didn’t want to make herself the subject of a spell, even if it was in a dream.

“Look at what everyone has to say, Miss Granger, everyone supports us in demonstrating this magic. Learning a little more dark magic won’t hurt you, it’ll just make you stronger and more prepared.” Quirrell Saying proudly, he raised his wand and pointed it at Hermione, “Out of body.”

The next second, a miserable green curse light struck Hermione in response.