The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 564 Everyone calls him Professor Moriarty

The students who joined the Hogwarts Army spent the rest of the weekend happier than the entire week.

Although the professors still assigned a lot of homework, the last rays of autumn sunshine still shone brightly, so Moriarty did not sit at the desk in the common room, but took his homework outside and sat under the big beech tree by the lake.

Moriarty had finished all his homework, of course, and he spent time with Lilith, Fleur, and Penelope.

Lilith's studies never required anyone to worry about her; she simply sketched and drew on the blueprints.

"My transformation of the human body has reached a crucial step; I need to design a dignified image," she said.

Fleur was an excellent student at Beauxbatons, but she didn't want to miss out on the knowledge in the Hogwarts library, so she doubled her homework.

Penelope is also a well-known academic star in Ravenclaw; homework is a piece of cake for her.

She came to tell Moriarty that she would not be joining the Hogwarts Army.

"I want to train Quidditch and alchemy with Fall... so I won't have the time, therefore..." Penelope looked apologetic. "You understand, right, darling?"

Moriarty reached out and touched Penelope's smooth blond hair. "I support your and Cho's decision to pursue your own interests."

Penelope and Cho Chang were not keen on fighting; instead, they preferred to stay under Moriarty's protection.

fair enough.

Even Moriarty dared not say what would happen next.

In short, it's a terrible thing.

Moriarty was happy that Penelope and Zhang Qiu were safe from danger.

After reaching an agreement with Penelope, Lilith looked up and asked Moriarty, "Have you decided what to teach for your first lecture, Professor?"

"Silent spell," Moriarty blurted out.

"Huh?" Lilith looked puzzled. "Isn't our Charms class next Monday about learning silent spells?"

"Yes, teach the lower grades silent spells," Moriarty said casually, "and the upper grades Parseltongue."

"Parseltongue?"

Unsurprisingly, Lilith was shocked again.

"Is that something a human could learn?"

Moriarty said quite seriously, "I speak Parseltongue, Centaur, and a little Dragon. Dumbledore speaks Mermaid and a little Phoenix. Nicolas Flamel speaks Birdsong. Marcus speaks the language of Hippogriffs, and Hagrid speaks Giantsong."

"So you see, mastering a foreign language is not difficult at all."

"As for Parseltongue, I speak it at Slytherin, and you speak it too. With two teachers like us, why can't others learn it?"

Lilith, Fleur, and Penelope stared blankly at each other.

When Moriarty repeated these words to his students verbatim during his first lecture, they showed the same expression.

Hermione was the first to react and raised her hand to ask a question.

"Professor Moriarty, if I complete the Animagus transformation, will I also be able to learn cat language?"

Her gaze toward Moriarty was filled with unparalleled anticipation.

"This is one of the reasons why I teach you Parseltongue," Moriarty explained.

"Learning a foreign language means stepping out of your comfort zone and absorbing a vast amount of new knowledge. That's why I teach older students rather than younger ones."

"When you learn a foreign language, you'll find that your learning ability has improved, and you'll find it much easier to learn anything in the future."

Moriarty looked at the older students.

"Older students need to improve their learning abilities—I don't expect you to speak Parseltongue as fluently as your native language, just master a few syllables."

"Don't underestimate this learning. After you finish learning it, you'll find it very easy to learn ancient languages ​​such as Neapolitan, Latin, Mayan, and Ancient Greek."

"As for becoming an Animagus and mastering its language, who says it's impossible?"

"And you—" Moriarty looked at Hermione and the other lower-grade students. Hermione leaned forward, trying to show her thirst for knowledge.

"Professor Flitwick will teach silent charms in fifth-grade Charms class, but you need to be exposed to them beforehand."

"This is because one of the essential conditions for mastering spells is concentration."

"In this regard, our Hogwarts professors train students by having them cast spells on magical creatures."

Hermione suddenly raised her hand and exclaimed, "Like Professor Lupin and Professor Lockhart!"

She was getting a little too excited, so Moriarty had to gesture for her to sit down: "Yes, that's right, Granger, from now on, don't interrupt me when I'm speaking."

Hermione shrank back, covering her mouth with her small hands, her mind racing: "Ah~ Moriarty, I can't interrupt, I can only be..."

Moriarty had no idea what Hermione was thinking, and his face turned as red as a steampunk princess.

Fortunately, everyone was captivated by Moriarty's words; it was the first time they had ever heard of something like an education system that no one had ever talked to them about before.

"We were just talking about what the professors do, but we're short on time and can't cast spells on magical creatures. So I want you to practice silent spells."

"Through practice, you will be trained so that when you cast spells, your attention becomes like a reflex condition; that is the goal."

As Moriarty spoke, a thick ice wall was erected in the Room of Requirement.

It separates lower-grade students from upper-grade students.

Moriarty told the younger students, "You will cast spells against the wall, any spell you like. But remember one thing, you are not allowed to say them aloud!"

As he passed Hannah, Moriarty patted her little head.

"And you, you'll have to practice Parseltongue," Moriarty called out to the older students, then said to Lilith, "Do me a favor, teach them Parseltongue first, and while you're at it, conjure up some snakes."

Moriarty winked at her, "Assistant Lilith."

"You have to pay me a salary, Professor."

Lilith chuckled and walked to the other side of the ice wall. With a slight flick of her wrist, one white snake after another crawled out of her sleeve and onto the ground.

A long, thin white snake slithered toward the older students, and the Weasley twins burst out laughing: "How about we give them some dung to try?"

"Um?"

stare!

The Weasley twins instantly felt a murderous gaze and cowered in fear.

"Assistant Coach Pilivik, we were wrong!"

Lilith then looked away.

"They are not poisonous; they are young snakes, and you can get close to them."

After Lilith finished speaking, several girls picked up the white snake, its head swaying in their palms. The girls exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, so cute, it's a baby snake!"

"Um... Teaching Assistant Pilliwick," Wood raised his hand, "Do baby snakes speak Parseltongue?"

"That's enough teaching."

Lilith fully embraced the traditions of Slytherin.

On the other side of the wall, younger students have already started trying it.

They stood in a row facing the ice wall, taking turns chanting incantations.

Moriarty paced back and forth behind them.

"Harry, don't try to fool me by whispering spells."

"Navie, if you can't do it, don't hold it in. Why is your face so red?"

"Hermione, how many times have I told you not to use such advanced magic? It's unnecessary."

……

Moriarty looked at the earnest and eager faces of the group of young wizards and nodded slightly.

They are all promising talents.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts changes its professors every year, and sometimes there are even two professors in a single semester.

It must have been tough on these kids.

But now that Moriarty has arrived, the children have to make up for the lessons they missed!

Moriarty had a wicked thought: should he give them more homework?

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arrangement!

(Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve, everyone!)

(End of this chapter)