Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 77: 76: This time he really went to Azkaban! [Second update]

Walk out of the bathroom.

William had curled up in bed again.

Perhaps he was sending another "telegram" to his family? Ian was thinking about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, so he put on his robes and went to the Ravenclaw common room.

"Good morning, Ian!"

"It's our little Professor Ian! He will give us a lesson tonight!"

The first-year wizards were much more enthusiastic towards him than they were last night. Some even called him "little professor" with great enthusiasm, which made Ian feel more relaxed.

He remembered the boy who called himself the little professor. The other party looked very promising. He decided to focus on answering the other party's troubles and doubts during the class tonight.

"Look, this is the boil potion I mixed while eating breakfast. This intoxicating yellow-green color is so beautiful. The tuition fee of one silver Sickle is really worth it!"

Not all first-year wizards paid for classes last night. One little wizard showed off his work everywhere and also advertised Ian's small class.

Ok.

This is also a good kid who deserves a lot of love! To be honest, Ian's teaching last night was indeed real stuff, and the improvement it brought to the little wizards was definitely obvious.

It’s not that Snape’s teaching quality is not good enough, otherwise Ian wouldn’t have made such a rapid improvement in his proficiency in [Potions Mastery] from Snape’s notes.

Many students failed to understand thoroughly yesterday, simply because Snape preferred smart students. In class, he only told the little wizards what effect each step needed to achieve.

As for the details.

Students are required to figure it out on their own.

Perhaps to the gifted Snape, this is a very simple matter, but to the young wizards who have just come into contact with potions, it can be considered a difficult entry point.

Compared to Snape.

Ian's narration is closer to the actual level of the young wizards. He will explain the details of each step of the operation in great detail, even to the precise temperature and how many seconds it takes to simmer.

Failure comes from lack of experience.

Ian turned his own experience into a textbook for learning, which feels a bit like rote learning, but it ultimately makes it easier for people to get into the door.

"If you can grind the snake fang into smaller pieces, the quality will be better. If you use a hair as a comparison, it will be fine if it is slightly finer than a hair."

Ian gave some pointers to the classmate who didn't even eat breakfast.

The mastery of level three potions was far superior to many senior wizards. As for the shortcomings of the young wizards, he could certainly find ways to make up for them based on the actual situation.

This is a combination of elite education and assembly line education.

"Okay, okay, I'll try again."

The young wizard got some pointers.

I left the lounge with great anticipation.

"Who can tell me what's going on in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Ian began to ask around in the lounge, and sure enough, the situation was as strange as Michael said.

Ronnie Ehrlich is really missing.

Dumbledore and the professors searched all over Hogwarts but couldn't find him.

The last person who saw Professor Ronnie Ehrlich last night was Snape. Gryffindor has begun spreading rumors that Snape was jealous of Professor Ronnie Ehrlich and killed the new teacher.

Everyone knew that Snape had always wanted to become the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. This rumor spread quickly in the school, but few of the smart Ravenclaws believed it.

“Who would kill for a position?”

"Even if Snape is really jealous of Professor Ronnie Ehrlich, killing him would not be the best option. Dumbledore and other professors are not blind or stupid."

"Perhaps this teacher ran away on his own. After all, there has always been a rather weird legend about the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

……

Senior wizards had naturally heard of the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and they were not blind to the fact that a professor was lost every year. However, Ian did not believe that he ran away out of fear. After all, as a disciple of old Grindelwald, Ronnie Erich probably came for his young master Aurora.

Not to mention that the saints couldn't possibly be unaware of the curse in this course, just based on the saints' loyalty to old Grindelwald, they would definitely not be afraid of possible sacrifice.

William's grandfather was not even a saint yet, but he had already shown loyalty that could not be erased by time, not to mention those wizards who had felt faith around Grindelwald.

"Aurora may know some hidden secrets, but... the affairs of the saints are hard to explain, and the water may be a little complicated." Ian suppressed the gossipy thoughts in his heart.

He had only met Professor Ronnie Erich twice and they were not familiar with each other at all. No matter what happened to the other party, it had nothing to do with him.

It's just that there is one less professor in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this year. Even if Dumbledore can't find a new professor, there's no guarantee that Grindelwald will send someone over.

"It's possible that he ran to find the Chamber of Secrets and was eaten by my beloved basilisk." The Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the morning was cancelled, so Ian chose to spend the morning in the library. He brought some delicious candies to Madam Pince, and the smiling librarian did not urge him to return the books he borrowed last night.

Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense

Intermediate Transfiguration Guide

"Standard Spell, Level 2"

The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 3

……

After yesterday's Peeves incident, Ian realized that he needed some calmness. Blindly pursuing powerful magic would not be applicable to all possible situations.

Although "Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic" has given him the means, it does not mean that he does not need to make up for his deficiencies in the basics. The courses in the seven grades of school are all things he needs to learn.

A truly powerful wizard.

It must be all-round with no shortcomings in any aspect.

"Dumbledore is a role model."

Ian was immersed in reading and learning. He was understanding the knowledge in the books, his talent enabled him to master the knowledge, and his personal panel was faithfully recording his gains.

One certificate, forever.

The prerequisite is that you need a certificate first.

The acquisition of proficiency and the comprehension of knowledge have always been in synchronization.

"Disarming spell..."

When Ian wanted to find a more detailed explanation of the spell on the bookshelf, Penelope Clearwater, the head of Ravenclaw, hurried in at the door of the library.

"The library needs quiet!"

Madam Pince glared at the somewhat irritable Penelope.

however.

Penelope ran straight towards Ian.

"Ian, Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to take you there."

Penelope's pale face seemed to show a look of shock.

"Ah? Why did you call me?"

Ian was very confused.

Did Peeves really go and complain?
"Professor Ronnie Erich is dead! I saw the body!"

Penelope pulled Ian and ran out of the library with great strength. While running, she whispered to Ian in a gritted and indignant voice.

"The new professor's body was torn into pieces. The person who found the body was a Slytherin student. That guy was simply a bad guy. He insisted that he saw you do it with his own eyes!"

(End of this chapter)