When Cole walked to the classroom door.

Because Harry once again doubled, he raised Voldemort in front of everyone, and his real name, Umbridge was furious and scolded loudly, "Enough!"

Then the tone slowed down and he continued, "Come to see me later, Mr. Porter, right in my office."

Hermione shook her head helplessly.

Ron sighed, not standing up for his good brother to speak.

Malfoy, who was sitting in the last row, gloated when he saw Harry being punished and covered his mouth and almost laughed out loud.

only.

Ron and Hermione had a very bad impression on all students, but they were very annoying, and there was no big deal of punishment for staying in the church, which was much worse than they thought.

It was at this time.

Someone who was late again in the Black Magic Defense Class Assistant.

Without knocking on the door.

He violently pushed open the wooden door and hit the wall and made a loud noise.

Pungent smell of smoke.

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

A glance back.

I hurriedly turned around and buried my face in my arms, my voice was very frightened, "Hell..."

Other students also turned around when they heard the sound.

I saw Cole carrying a chair, just like in the restaurant last time, ignoring everyone's eyes, and crossing the aisle with a fierce look, passing through the ashen-faced Professor Umbridge.

Put the wooden chairs heavily by the lectern.

sit down.

Put out the cigarette butts, put your feet on a slightly shorter wooden table, and cross your hands in front of you.

After a moment of silence, he said coldly, "What are you watching me do? Don't you need to go to class?"

Compared to other students' disgust or fear.

Harry smiled at Cole to express his greetings.

finally.

Unable tolerate the Dark Magic Defense Class, Hermione, who became a politician power arena before the return of the Dark King, came.

Give up courage.

Stand up and look Cole in the eyes.

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 class will cancel the practical application and the process of learning witchcraft.

In the future, can we only rely on textbooks and test papers to protect ourselves?”

For Dolores Umbridge, the senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic, the first lecture was repeated and students were repeatedly disobeying discipline.

Questioning her and the Ministry of Magic’s teaching policy.

The pink old witch, with a wrinkled face, looked terrifyingly embarrassed.

Take out the wand, look directly at Hermione, and say in a very serious voice, "Hermione Granger, you are an excellent 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."

It was okay if she didn't say it. As soon as she finished speaking, Harry, who was originally sitting, stood up suddenly, and his body movements pushed the bench behind his legs, rubbed the floor, and made a harsh crunch.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other.

The tacit understanding between close friends makes them understand each other's feelings without explanation.

Only Ron, who has always been honest.

He pursed his mouth, hugged his head and lay on the table, whispering in a voice that only he heard, "Are they crazy? I don't want to be kept in court."

Umbridge was furious, embarrassed, and raised his wand to physically punish the two disobedient students to declare her authority in this classroom.

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

Take a deep breath continuously.

The old witch chose to ignore Cole and the two disobedient students, suppressed her anger and said, "Since Mr. Porter and Miss Granger like to stand to attend classes.

I can satisfy their wishes.

Now, please turn the book to the third page.”

Compared to Harry, who simply trusted Cole, Hermione knew very well that the class of Dark Magic Defense has developed to the point where she had to choose one person to stand between Umbridge and Cole.

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

It also concerns Harry's future destiny.

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

Fortunately, Harry and Cole looked at each other.

From the heart...or laughed tacitly, ignored Umbridge's warning, sat in a chair, interrupted the old witch's voice again, saying, "Professor, I heard that Professor Walker was a very famous Death Eater hunter before entering Hogwarts.

He served as Auror for two years in the Ministry of Magic.

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

Why not let Professor Walker teach us some tips on fighting black magic?”

Hear Harry's words.

Hermione's expression seemed a little surprised.

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

Even Ron and the other students were shocked.

Auror.

The nature of working in the magical world is similar to the policeman in the Muggle world...or agents.

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

But what is certain is.

A wizard who can enter the Auror office must have very powerful magic and have rich experience in fighting against the dark wizard.

What's more, Cole's head is still under the terrifying titles of Death Eater Hunter and Wizard Hunter.

"Harry Potter!"

finally.

When Umbridge's patience reached its limit, his face turned pale and like a green eggplant, he was ready to use to (close his eyes and listen), and punish Harry hard.

"I asked him to sit down."

Cole's cruel voice.

Like a life-seeking evil curse, the old witch's instinctive back chilled. She suddenly turned around and aimed her wand at Cole. She held her breath but didn't want to destroy her 'affection' appearance. She said angrily, "Mr. Walker, don't force me."

Get up.

With one hand in the pocket of the windbreaker, Cole walked down the podium, completely ignoring Umbridge's threat, and said to the class, "It just so happens that Professor Umbridge and I can demonstrate to you.

Miss Granger, sit down.”

Then he looked straight into the old witch's eyes, stood there coldly and said, "Attack me with the unforgivable spell, Lord Umbridge.

The soul-taking curse, the heart-piercing curse, or the Avada Sauvignon curse, can be used as long as you know it."

Last semester.

The fake Professor Moody once showed them the horror of the trance curse.

Hearing such horrifying and even arrogant remarks to the point of heaven.

For a moment.

Even Harry was in a huge shock!

That's an unforgivable curse!
Chapter completed!