A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 28 Professor Tywin

In the afternoon, Ravenclaw and Slytherin took a History of Magic class together.

In his previous life, William was a science student, but he was particularly interested in history.

However, the history of magic was a huge disappointment to him; it was so boring that it made him want to fall asleep.

Professor Binns, his body a pale white pearl, walked through the blackboard into the classroom, startling everyone.

—He is a ghost.

If they dressed as women, this scene would probably be just as cool as Sadako's.

Professor Binns was very old, and looked even older than Dumbledore.

He was all wrinkled and rough, not at all plump, but nobody wanted to touch him.

There are many versions of the legend surrounding Professor Binns at Hogwarts.

The official account states that when Professor Binns was alive, he stood up to go to class one day and accidentally left his body in an armchair in front of the fireplace in the faculty lounge.

From then on, he continued his daily activities as usual, without any change. He was unaware that he was dead, and continued to teach diligently, shining brightly and radiating warmth.

This is a true role model for professors, one of the ten most inspiring figures in the magical world, and everyone should learn from him!

William could hardly imagine that after Snape's death, his spirit, with his greasy hair, still stood in the underground classroom, tormenting generations of students with his venomous tongue.

Moreover, William was highly skeptical of the official account.

This is blatant exploitation. They don't even spare a ghost, yet they are forced to continue teaching without pay or food.

The dark side of the magic world!

William’s thoughts intensified, especially when Professor Binns spoke slowly and deliberately in the classroom in his hypnotic voice about the villain Murrick and the eccentric Yurik.

He desperately wanted to rescue Professor Binns immediately so that the school could find a new teacher.

William wasn't the only one who thought this way.

Professor Binns read in a dry, low, monotonous voice, like an old-fashioned vacuum cleaner. The whole class was drowsy, occasionally snapping back to attention to copy down a name or date before falling back into a semi-sleep state.

Qiu's head bobbed up and down like a chick pecking at rice. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was listening intently and strongly agreed with Professor Binns's point of view.

Bobocha stared at her for a long time, leaving a dark mark on her face with its claws, but she didn't react at all.

Bobo Cha swept its fluffy tail again, knocking the history of magic textbook over onto the table.

Those were the textbooks that Qiu used to support her flat chest and prevent her body from slumping onto the table.

Without support, her face slammed straight onto the table.

The poor little white rabbit was lying on the table eating carrots when a face came crashing down on it. It rolled its eyes and fainted again from fright.

The Slytherin snakes' plan to avenge the Headmaster failed because they were simply too tired!

There's a mole. Plans are off. Go to sleep!

If there's one course that everyone looks forward to the most, it's undoubtedly Defense Against the Dark Arts on Tuesday mornings.

Defense Against the Dark Arts is already very appealing, but the terrifying campus legend of changing professors every year adds even more mystery!

When the group arrived at Professor Tywin's classroom for his first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he was not there.

They all sat down, took out their books, quills, and parchment, and were chatting when Tywin finally walked into the classroom.

Tywin wore a well-fitting robe, and his short, golden hair was meticulously styled, creating a stark contrast with Snape.

He smiled slightly, holding not a textbook, but a wand made of ebony.

The classroom quickly quieted down, and many of the little witches stared at Professor Tywin with infatuation.

This is undoubtedly a very charismatic wizard.

However, the creaking and scraping of chairs still lingered around, and Professor Tywin did not stop it.

William recognized him as a Slytherin student.

In fact, the overlap between Ravenclaw and Slytherin courses is much higher than that of other houses.

The school always groups two colleges that have a good relationship together, like the eagle to the snake, or the badger to the lion!

But this year things have changed a bit. William hurt their beloved Snake King (and greasy Snape was furious), and someone always wants to get revenge.

Making noise on purpose was a little tactic by the Slytherin snakes to retaliate against William.

It's not very useful; it's just meant to disgust people.

"Good morning, everyone," Professor Tywin said gently. "I'm glad you all have your textbooks—'Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense'."

"It's a very old textbook. Hogwarts used it for 120 or 150 years, I can't quite remember."

But I know that the author of this book—Professor Quentin Trimb—has had his portrait hanging on the wall of the principal's office for over a hundred years.

"The fact that this textbook has been used for so many years speaks to its classic status, although Professor Quentin Trimb himself may not think so."

"Come on, let's open the textbook to the title page. You'll see a line of beautiful cursive script: 'Practice is always greater than theory.'"

"This means we'll have very few theory classes; most of the time it will be practical classes!"

"As Professor Snape said, 'I won't talk too much about theory, and I won't rely entirely on the book; that's something you should learn and master on your own outside of class.'"

This is what I also wanted to tell you.

Professor Tywin suddenly laughed.

"I know, I know. Our dear Professor Snape went to the school hospital after saying that yesterday, so I will be extra careful to avoid repeating the same mistake."

I want to give special praise to Mr. Stark here; he truly lives up to his Ravenclaw reputation.

William remained expressionless. He noticed that Professor Tywin had once again drawn hatred towards him, and all the Slytherins were staring at him.

Professor Tywin stepped down from the podium and announced loudly, "As everyone knows, Defense Against the Dark Arts is a course that teaches how to deal with evil dark magic spells and evil creatures."

So, in the magical world, are there any dark magic or evil creatures? Miss Qiu Zhang, you answer that.

Qiu stood up, thought for a moment, and said, "Vampire."

"That's right, vampires... terrifying magical creatures originating from the Balkan Peninsula. I was fortunate enough to encounter one or two during my travels, and they were very difficult to deal with."

Muggles would use garlic and holy water for defense, but that would definitely be useless.

In contemporary romance literature, vampire stories are increasingly prevalent, with many witches, in an effort to cater to the market, portraying vampires as handsome, immortal creatures.

"That's definitely wrong, believe me," Tywin winked at Cho, "Never try to fall in love with a vampire."

Qiu's face turned bright red.

For some reason, William thought of Cedric. He probably wouldn't like Professor Tywin, and might even think about becoming a vampire and biting Tywin.

"Professor, will you teach us... how to deal with vampires?" a Slytherin girl asked boldly.

She had freckles on her face, was slightly chubby, and her voice sounded like that of the legendary witch Princess Qiao Biluo.

Judging from her infatuated expression, William figured she probably didn't want to learn how to subdue vampires, but rather how to subdue Professor Tywin.

Professor Tywin smiled and said, "Of course, if I can still teach you safely until the third year, I will teach you myself, Miss Crouch."

Everyone laughed; the terrifying legend of the Defense Against the Dark Arts position had taken root in people's minds.

"Oh, right, Ravenclaw gets five points."

Professor Tywin makes no secret of his preference for Ravenclaw, because he himself is a graduate of that house.

However, that was more than ten years ago.

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