Should I say that it is truly a "boring" course that even Ravenclaws agree with...
The point is that everything the professor said was written in the book, and Noah had already read the book.
He even looked specifically at the author of the book.
Bashat Bagshot, well, it wasn't written by Professor Binns.
While he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a yawn.
Noah subconsciously turned his head and glanced behind him. There were a total of thirteen students from the two colleges. Most of the students had narrowed their eyes, and some even lay down on the table.
The remaining three students were all from Ravenclaw. They seemed to be prepared and were already writing furiously on the table.
Noah bet that what they wrote had absolutely nothing to do with the history of magic, and was probably homework from other subjects.
flagrant.
Take another look at the professor behind the desk. Professor Binns is still reading in his calm voice, making the class more like a lullaby.
Glancing at Eve, who was lying on the table with her arms beside her, her little head moving a little bit, Noah looked away expressionlessly and closed his eyes.
Forget it, let’s study magic in our consciousness.
…
Noah's formation-less magic has made some progress.
Small magic can already hide the magic circle, but there will still be some glimmer.
Maybe it could be covered up with the help of a wand.
But don’t think about large magic circles in the short term. That's something he can't do now.
In addition, his practice of magic also began to learn magic suitable for combat.
It is also a preparation for the beginning of the future plot.
After all, that is Voldemort...
After being obsessed with studying magic, this class passed quickly.
When Noah felt that the time was almost up and pulled away from his consciousness, Professor Binns still kept the same voice when talking about history, and even his voice did not change, it was as small as before.
Noah glanced at the classroom. It was fine. Everyone was asleep.
Including Ravenclaw.
After class, Professor Binns raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, said get out of class was over, and left the classroom leisurely.
Noah stretched and woke up Eve next to him.
Eve rubbed her eyes blankly: "What's wrong?"
"get out of class is over." Noah turned to call others.
When all the students got up, they left the classroom together and drifted to the auditorium like ghosts.
While on the road, they heard a cheerful voice clapping their hands and singing a song.
"Slytherin, Slytherin, proud Slytherin,
Gryffindor, Gryffindor, brave Gryffindor,
The proud little snake was hit with stones, and the brave little lion could only be chased all over the ground by the goblins.
They call themselves..."
The voice was very familiar, and Noah easily recognized whose voice it was.
It's Peeves.
This annoying guy was pointing at two groups of students in the corridor, clapping his hands and singing a taunting song of his own making, making both groups of students glare at him.
But most of them were blushing and embarrassed.
The students from the two colleges had several big bags on their heads, and their bodies were covered with grass clippings and dirt, as if they had rolled in the mud.
"That's enough, Peeves!" A blond Slytherin raised his wand and tried to threaten Peeves.
But this guy just made an exaggerated grimace and didn't take the other party's threat seriously at all.
The Slytherin was so angry that the tip of the magic circle lit up with a green light and rushed towards Peeves.
But Peeves nimbly turned sideways and caused the spell to hit the wall.
"Can't hit! Can't hit!" Peeves grimaced wildly, and even walked around in front of the little wizard and made various funny moves, nakedly mocking him.
The Slytherin blushed even more and gasped angrily, as if he wanted to use another spell.
Noah bet it was a curse.
But another Slytherin stopped him. They took a deep look at Peeves and quickly left here with the others.
After all, as they were restrained by Peeves for a long time, more and more little wizards were watching around them. If they continued like this, others would only see their jokes. It was better to change their clothes and tidy up their appearance before going there. The campus hospital is very important.
Slytherin was so angry that he left, and the other Gryffindors couldn't help showing a little ridicule on their faces.
Although they were also embarrassed, they were very happy to see Slytherin being embarrassed.
Well, this was a good beating.
The Gryffindors ignored Peeves and left the corridor with relaxed expressions.
They might first plan to go to the campus hospital on the second floor.
Both groups of spectators left, and Peeves immediately lost interest in continuing to play tricks. He laughed and passed through the corridor wall, disappearing.
The other little wizards were still discussing what happened.
"They should be second-year students." Eve recognized the Slytherins.
Noah nodded: "It should be the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."
He had read the class schedule before, and this class should be the second grade Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
The seemingly steady teacher seems to have prepared some surprise for the second grade wizards... Oh, I already know what it is, it should be a group of goblins.
This magical creature, which usually infests the gardens of wizards' homes, is usually up to a foot tall, has a disproportionately large head, and has a pair of sturdy feet with bones and books, making it look like a potato with arms and legs. .
Cave-dwelling creatures like to eat bugs and have strong reproductive capabilities. They like to dig holes and eat the roots of plants. They dig small mounds and holes in the garden, which is very annoying to wizards. Magical creatures.
It doesn't have much fighting ability, it can probably throw rocks or catch people with its claws that can dig holes.
Looking at the miserable state of these little wizards... they are probably a group of goblins.
It seems that the professor is not very good at following rules.
But yes, Aurors will suffer if they follow the rules too much.
But remembering the tragic situation in the second grade just now, the first grade wizards behind Noah suddenly felt a little lucky that their class was just a look at the textbook.
If they were to face a group of goblins, the second graders would still have some magic skills, but the first graders would probably have no resistance at all.
Eve said with sadness: "I hate goblins."
That expression seemed to tell a story.
Noah didn't want to know the story behind this, because he also suffered from the attack of this little thing in his garden at home.
Although Noah wanted to try to use magic on the little guy, he was taken away by his parents in the name of "danger" and thrown out of the garden.
Noah still remembers this technique. On that day, his father, a man who usually looked very stable, dragged the goblin by his feet and threw him wildly in a circle, knocking the poor goblin unconscious and throwing him out of the wall.
But compared to that goblin, perhaps their home garden was a little more pitiful.
