The weather outside the Hogwarts had become extremely cold. The young wizards wished they could bury their heads in their robes, but Harry was different. He walked up the marble staircase two steps at a time. Ever since the fact that Professor Lupin was a werewolf had been made public, a nameless fire had been burning in his heart. Why did good people always meet with misfortune? Sirius had been wrongly imprisoned for so many years, and now Lupin was in the same situation. And then there were his own parents …
On the landing, he walked past a large portrait of the knight, Sir Cadogan. Sir Cadogan pulled out his sword and waved it fiercely at Harry, but Harry ignored him completely.
"Come back, you coward who ran away! Don't back down, fight me … "Sir Cadogan shouted in a muffled voice from behind his mask, but Harry only continued to walk forward, thinking angrily." Not many people are willing to stand up and help Professor Lupin. What's the use of being kind to people? You're regretting it now, aren't you? She won't let you use magic at all, and all you have to do in class is read that boring textbook. Professor Lupin is the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the world, bar none. "
Harry suddenly stopped and looked into the distance. Umrich walked through the arched doorway, proudly and arrogantly walking through the corridor. She was wearing the fluffy pink cardigan she had worn the night she had captured Lupin, with the black velvet bow on her head. Once again, Harry had a strong and vivid image of a big fly stupidly landing on an even bigger toad.
Neville and Freeg passed by her in the corridor. She raised her chin and pointed her wand at them, knocking them back a few steps. The top buttons of their shirts were buttoned up, and they were obviously out of breath. As Professor Umrich walked past them, the three of them were hit on the back again, and the exposed parts of their shirts were also stuck into their pants. The two of them gloomily watched Umrich walk away. She pointed her wand at a couple who were kissing on a long stone bench under the corridor. The couple quickly bounced away and lowered their heads, not daring to look at her. Otherwise, what awaited them would be a long period of confinement and corporal punishment if they showed any signs of wanting to.
Within a short period of time, the Weasley brothers and Harry had already been punished several times. On one of the walls of the auditorium, Argus Filch had nailed Umrich's new school rules onto the stone wall, one by one, such as "no music is allowed during the study period, all Weasley products are prohibited, and proper clothing and manners are required at all times". He was more than happy to be Professor Umrich's enforcer and supervisor. He found Professor Umrich's rules very much to his liking. It would be even better if he could be allowed to use the iron whip, the confinement room, and other punishment measures.
When Harry walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Umrich was already sitting behind the podium. Harry swung his backpack behind his back. Without looking at Umrich, he walked straight to the last row of the classroom with his head held high. Seeing this, the smile on Umrich's face became even sweeter.
The students who came in after him were silent as they walked into the classroom. They felt very tormented when they thought of the boring time that they were about to face. They also didn't dare to make any small movements. The first time they attended Umrich's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Simon and Dean played with a paper crane before class and were turned into a pile of ashes by Umrich. The various deductions and punishments that followed made them understand how strict Professor Umrich's requirements for classroom discipline were.
"Good afternoon, students!" She said after the whole class had sat down. Only a few students muttered "good afternoon" in response. She then coyly asked them to do it again.
"Please continue to put away your wands and take out 'Defense Against the Dark Arts'." Professor Umrich's words were not strange at all. The present students stared at the magic books on their desks with depressed expressions and didn't move. They had long expected her to say this. It had almost become her fixed opening remarks. Harry looked around at the expressions of the students in the classroom and inexplicably felt a deep sense of pleasure.
"Turn to page 15. We'll change the way we study today." Professor Umrich faced the whole class. She crossed her fingers and placed them neatly in front of her chest. "You can read silently by yourself. You don't have to read out loud. I want to maintain absolute silence in the classroom."
The classroom was silent. Umrich smiled with satisfaction.
?? At this time, a knock on the door interrupted her lecture. She frowned and looked over. The haggard Lupin appeared at the door of the classroom. He was followed by several members of the Werewolf Control Bureau.
"Sorry to interrupt you, Professor Umrich. I'm here to take my things," Professor Lupin said gently. Even though the Anti-Werewolf Act passed in 1993 made it difficult for Umbridge to find a job and he became poor and destitute, and it was also because of her that he had to leave Hogwarts in such a sorry state. However, Lupin didn't have any feelings for her. On the contrary, the way the children looked back at him made Lupin's heart ache again and again.
If Dumbledore hadn't agreed to some of Connelly Fudge's conditions, he probably wouldn't have been punished as he was now. He would have just gone to the Werewolf Control Bureau to complete the registration and live under the mandatory supervision of the Werewolf Control Bureau for a period of time. Now, after being released from the Ministry of Magic, he was brought back to the Hogwarts by the staff of the Werewolf Control Bureau to take away his personal belongings.
"Do you want me to come back after class?" Lupin paused and asked.
"Take it now, Mr. Lupin," Umrich calmly reminded Lupin that he was no longer a professor. Harry, who was sitting in the last row, raised his eyes and glared at Umrich.
Lupin quietly walked to the staff lounge at the back of the classroom. Neville tilted his head and saw the corner of Lupin's shirt brushing past his desk. He gently turned his head back and pursed his lips. He was very sad and blamed himself. Wherever Lupin passed by, the little wizards would sneak a peek at him.
The classroom was dead silent just as Umrich ordered. But in this silence, the little wizards looked at Lupin, who was wrapping himself with a scarf through the half-opened door. Their mood became more and more gloomy. It was true that Professor Lupin was a werewolf, but compared to the tedious classes now, where one could easily lose marks, be locked up, and be punished, the classes in the past were almost enjoyable.
Unlike the gentle Professor Lupin who taught them many practical lessons, Professor Umrich always liked to use her most gentle and coquettish voice to speak. Other than the "top students" in the training class who could do activities and exercises legitimately, the others were forced to accept the theoretical knowledge she taught them. They couldn't even practice privately. The content was of no help to them in real life. They couldn't even pass the LS test or practical test.
The door creaked open, and Lupin walked out. He walked through the students' seats with his head lowered. Parvati looked at him sideways and blinked. Unconsciously, she clenched her fists. Just as Lupin walked to the front door, Parvati Pettier, the Indian girl, suddenly stood up from her seat. "Professor Lupin, I believe you won't hurt anyone."
"Thank you, Pettier," Lupin took two steps in her direction, gazed at Parvati, and nodded to thank her.
"Let's go, Mr. Lupin," Umrich urged coldly. "Now, Gryffindor will deduct 10 points. Miss Parvati, please sit down."
"He is the best Defense Against Black Magic teacher among all the professors who taught me!" Parvati suddenly turned around and yelled at Umrich.
"I'm going to confine you, Miss Parvati." Umrich glared at her and ordered, "If anyone dares to speak again, they will be confined like her."
Professor Lupin pursed his lips and looked at the students in the classroom with sadness in his eyes.
Harry looked at Pettier Parvati's determined eyes and felt touched. When he was in first grade, Neville's memory ball was snatched away by Malfoy during flying class. It wasn't anyone else from Gryffindor, but Pettier, the girl who stood up to help Neville. She was a real Gryffindor.
"Professor Lupin is the best Defense Against Black Magic teacher!" Harry also stood up and shouted loudly, expressing his support.
"Gryffindor will deduct 10 points! Mr. Potter, sit down. And from today onwards, you will come to my office every afternoon at five o 'clock. "Umrich's nostrils flared and her eyes narrowed.
"Professor Umrich, this is my fault. Please don't punish them. I will leave now." Lupin took two steps forward, then stopped and apologized to Umrich, saying that he would leave immediately. He wanted to protect his former students.
?? "Mr. Lupin, let me remind you that I am the Defense Against Black Magic teacher. I have the right to confine the students. Now, please leave. Don't disturb my teaching. " Umrich raised her eyes and looked at Lupin. There was no longer a trace of a fake smile on her face, but it was full of mockery.
Ron looked at Harry who was trembling with anger. He panted heavily, gritted his teeth, and rolled his eyes a few times. Then, he made up his mind and stood up. "Professor Lupin is the best Defense Against Black Magic teacher!"
Ever since Umrich became the Defense Against Black Magic teacher, the little wizards had been unable to completely vent their anger and resentment. At Umrich's exasperated warning, the Gryffindor stood up one after another to express their support for Lupin.
Hermione wanted to stand up as well, but when she thought of how she had helped Allen manage the training class, Umrich's attitude had already been lowered enough. She could not destroy the friendly balance that was barely maintained between the two sides.
Neville's face turned red. Looking at the others, he was encouraged and stood up as well. However, he felt that just saying "Professor Lupin is the best Defense Against Black Magic teacher!" was not enough to vent his feelings. It was not enough! After the night that Professor Lupin was captured, Neville had been upset with himself for being cowardly. He regretted being afraid of Professor Lupin's werewolf form. Every day, he blamed himself for not standing up for Professor Lupin like Harry did. Other than the compassionate Professor Pomona Sprout, no other professor could be as friendly to him, encouraging him, and comforting him as Professor Lupin. And when Professor Lupin needed encouragement and help the most, he actually shrank back and became timid.
Yes, this was not enough. It was far from enough! Neville felt that although he stood up, it was not enough to vent the negative emotions that had accumulated over the past few days.
Looking at Professor Lupin, who was not far away, the desire to protect him was like a turbulent sea, surging into Neville's heart. Due to his stupidity, when Professor Lupin taught him the Guardian Spell, his wand did not respond. He could not even release the white fog. On the other hand, the professor patiently encouraged him. He never despised, insulted, or even abandoned him.
Thinking of this, Neville, who was trembling with anger, suddenly pulled out his wand from his desk. "Summon Guardian Deity!" He roared loudly, like a long-dormant volcano that had finally erupted. Neville absorbed the strength of his suppressed emotions and turned them into courage. The belief of protection was like a flood that was led by Neville. It broke through all the shackles. A mass of silver material spurted out from the end of his wand and turned into a huge toad. It nimbly jumped over the desk and flew towards Professor Lupin.
"Summon Guardian Deity!" Harry also swiftly pulled out his wand. A silver stag spurted out and jumped around Professor Lupin briskly.
"Summon Guardian Deity!" Ron's Guardian Deity, the Jack Krassel Terrier, also caught up with the stag and circled around Lupin.
Their outburst gave the students in the Defense Against Black Magic class a channel to vent their emotions.
The positive emotions of happiness and protection that the Guardian Spell brought to people filled the room. It was as if a bolt of lightning had suddenly pierced through the silent night and illuminated the earth. The Muggle-born students felt as if they were witnessing the descent of God himself. An indescribable feeling of trembling burst forth from the depths of every wizard's soul and quickly spread throughout their entire body.
They all pulled out their wands. Even a few Slytherin students stood up and used the Guardian Spell to express their love and blessings for Professor Lupin. Even if not everyone could successfully cast the complete Guardian Spell like Neville, even the dullest student was able to release more white fog than usual.
"Professor Lupin, although my Guardian Spell was not taught by you, but as the best Defense Against Black Magic class teacher …" Hermione, who was still hesitant, stood up and raised her 14-inch Mithril Dragon Heart Wand. Even if she could cast the spell without making a sound, she still shouted, "Summon Guardian Deity!"
Pency Parkinson, who was sitting in his seat and watching the scene with an outsider's eyes, frowned at Hermione's actions and complained in his heart. "This reckless lioness! Damn it, if I don't do it, Allen Harris will be unhappy when he finds out. If Allen is unhappy, Draco will be unhappy too. "
She and the Slytherin class members looked at each other and nodded. Umrich did not dare to provoke so many pure-blood families at once.
"Summon Guardian Deity!"
"Summon Guardian Deity!"
"Summon Guardian Deity!"
The group of silver animals that gushed out grew bigger and bigger. Their will to protect became more and more obvious, like countless streams converging into a torrent.
Listening to the sound of the spell being cast, feeling the Guardian Deity that brought joy and peace by his side, and seeing the touched and teary faces of his classmates in the classroom.
Remus Lupin's eyes were red, and tears mixed with snot slid down his cheeks. At this moment, for the first time, he felt that he was free from the wolf-morphosis that he had been carrying since he was a child. The prejudice that had been stirred up by the situation could no longer affect him. He looked at the two staff members of the Werewolf Control Bureau beside him. At this moment, they understood Lupin's thoughts. They took a step back and nodded at him.
Lupin suppressed his sobs and thanked them.
He pulled out his wand. He never liked his Guardian Deity because it constantly reminded him of the pain. He hated everything related to wolves. Although he taught the students the Guardian Deity Spell, he tried not to do it himself. Instead, he let Harry Potter do it for him. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he would deliberately create a formless Guardian Deity Spell, even when no one was looking.
"Summon Guardian Deity!" A silver wolf ran out from Lupin's wand and led the other Guardian Deities to run around all the students in the classroom. At this moment, his Guardian Deity brought him the family guidance of the wolf pack, and it did not have the aggressiveness that he felt in the past.
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