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"Ah, I see..." Tom thought for a moment. "The authenticity of the documents is debatable, but the definition of Enchanted Castles inside is interesting. They even call them Fairy Tombs; just the name gives you an idea of what they are."
According to the records in the book, "Enchanted Castles" refers to the countless prehistoric tombs in the Irish region. Each "Enchanted Castle" has a sacred cauldron that can provide unlimited food...
"This violates the five basic principles of Transfiguration," Hermione pointed out the error in the book. "Food cannot be conjured out of thin air."
"The Other World cannot be understood by common sense," Tom shook his head. "It seems that if we want to make a Time Turner, we need to find a prehistoric tomb first. It sounds a bit unreliable, but having a goal is always a good thing."
After finding clues about the "Enchanted Castle," today's task was complete. Tom could continue with his spell practice. After a year of diligent study, most of his spells had reached full proficiency. This meant that these spells could be cast wandlessly, though with reduced power.
The previous semester's final exams helped him complete breakthrough tasks in most subjects. Now, all his subjects had reached Level 1 in the knowledge theory section. Now, he only needed to accumulate knowledge to reach the pinnacle of Level 1 and then break through.
As a professor, there was also a convenience—obtaining past exam papers from other teachers for the second-year final exam was a simple task. So, the difficulty of the breakthrough was greatly reduced.
As for the professors' lesson plans and notes, Tom planned to "trick" them into giving him those after some time. After all, his reputation among the professors was still somewhat poor. When the rumors about him improved, he could go himself. Tom had his plan ready, using this year to clear obstacles for all breakthrough tasks before Level 7.
Professor Lockhart is a good person!
Once engrossed in the book, time passed quickly for Tom. He felt that in the blink of an eye, the library had reached closing time. The two of them packed up their things together.
"Put down that book." When Hermione tried to stuff "Buried Celts" into her bag, Madam Pince suddenly appeared.
"This book is forbidden, ordinary students are not allowed to borrow it."
Tom patted his head. "Look at my memory! Miss Granger helped me organize a lot of information today. The content of this book can better help her understand the background knowledge in my new book, so I specially approved her to borrow this book."
Tom took out a quill, wrote a borrowing slip for Hermione, and handed it to Madam Pince.
Madam Pince's expression instantly became fascinating.
Tom glanced at Madam Pince. "Books only reflect their value when they are read. If they are just placed on the shelf, they are nothing more than decorative accessories."
Seeing Madam Pince being confronted by Tom, Hermione found it very interesting, and her eyes were full of laughter.
Peggy's eyes were full of coldness.
"Put the bear down." Peggy Grossman's tone was calm, but it made people involuntarily shudder.
Peggy's roommates were already lying on their beds. They sat up one after another when they heard the noise, watching the show.
Holding a shabby little teddy bear, Victoria Brown shivered. Peggy's gaze scared her.
Victoria had always been a bit jealous of Peggy. Peggy was prettier, smarter, and, more importantly, came from a better family. As a Muggle-born, Victoria was annoyed that Peggy had more beautiful robes than herself! Moreover, Peggy always had a cold look, which increased Victoria's displeasure.
A few days ago, she stole a diary from Professor Lockhart's office—of course, she insisted it wasn't stealing. In her view, she just wanted to borrow it. But when she returned to the dormitory, Victoria was dumbfounded: the diary was actually blank!
However, since it was Professor Lockhart's notebook, she didn't think of throwing it away. Instead, she used it as her own diary. All in all, it was equivalent to confiding in Professor Lockhart. When she wrote for the first time, she discovered the special feature of this diary: it could communicate with her!
Soon, she became friends with the boy named Riddle in the diary. They quickly became confidants, and Victoria gradually opened her heart to Riddle.
She had complained to Riddle about her small allowance, which meant she couldn't afford beautiful wizard robes despite being a half-blood. Riddle sympathized with her situation and suggested that she find the weaknesses of the child and strike.
Victoria had been observing. Later, she finally found a strange thing about Peggy: despite her usually neat and beautiful appearance, there was always an old teddy bear on her bed.
So today, when Peggy went to take a shower, Victoria took the teddy bear and made fun of her mercilessly: "Peggy, did you spend all your money on dresses? Sleeping with such a dirty bear every day, aren't you afraid of fleas...," but what she got in return was Peggy's empty gaze and a sentence that made her creepy.
The sentence was simple, with no threatening words, but Victoria immediately put the bear back on the bed.
Seemingly aware that what she did was too weak, she continued muttering, "This dirty bear, do you think I want to touch it? I'm just worried that you'll get fleas and infect us. Do you know, how they treat little witches with fleas is by shaving off all her hair and sprinkling her whole body with potion..."
"You're lying." Peggy calmly interrupted Victoria's words, choking her.
"What I put on my bed has nothing to do with you. If there's nothing else, please step aside. I want to go to bed."
Victoria moved away from the aisle, and Peggy walked past her, adjusting the bear's position, showing her a smile. "Good night." Before the words fell, she pulled the curtains of her four-poster bed.
Victoria stood still for a while, and finally, in front of the curtain, she made a face, then quietly returned to her own bed to sleep.
"So annoying!" After lying on the bed for a while, she reacted. She immediately took out a quill, dipped it in ink, and quickly wrote in Riddle's diary.
...
"Too cool!" After class, Ron excitedly said to Harry.
"What happened—"
"That made our little brother so excited?" Fred and George appeared from somewhere, startling Ron.
"Just now, Professor Lockhart's class was really cool! I've never had such a cool Defense Against the Dark Arts class before!"
But Ron didn't mention what Lockhart taught. No matter how Fred and George threatened and tempted him, he didn't speak. He just told them to wait until the class to find out naturally.
"So, no exams today?" Fred didn't believe what his little brother said. In his opinion, Ron's knowledge was just a tiny bit, and he could be easily impressed by anything fancy Ron did to show off in front of his brother.
"No exams. Really—"
"I know, very, very cool—" Fred and George exchanged glances, then laughed and left.
Fred and George's first Defense Against the Dark Arts class this week was on Wednesday. If they wanted to know the content of the class, they had to wait two days. But Peggy was luckier. Ravenclaw first-year students' Defense Against the Dark Arts was on Tuesday morning, the first class, and they had it together with Slytherin. They could experience Tom's Defense Against the Dark Arts earlier.
After the class's students' propaganda, they had high expectations for this class.
Carrying a small cage, Tom walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. He briskly walked down the aisle and went up to the podium under the gaze of the little wizards. He stood there, and the classroom gradually quieted down.
"Well, I suddenly realized that I was so busy with exams during the first class that I forgot to take attendance." Tom took out the roll book and the papers from the previous exams. Every time he called a student's name, he had them come to the stage to collect the papers. After the last student came up to collect the paper, Tom indicated that everyone could start the class.
"Who can tell me what Defense Against the Dark Arts is?" Tom didn't rush to start the class but asked such a question. He looked at the students below and picked a student to answer.
"Miss Grossman, you answer it!"
Peggy Grossman stood up and answered the question Tom had just asked.
"Defense Against the Dark Arts is a course that helps students learn how to resist various types of dark magic, including dark magical creatures and curses. Of course, this course will also teach us how to duel."
The answer was very standard.
"Not bad, Ravenclaw gets one point." Tom nodded slightly, then briefly talked about the history and necessity of learning Defense Against the Dark Arts. He didn't go into detail because that wasn't the focus today.
"In my book, I have talked about how to deal with various dark creatures—ghosts, werewolves, giants, and so on. But various curses, I basically just mentioned them briefly. So just reading those books is not enough, especially in this period."
Tom brought the small cage to the front. The little wizards below subconsciously leaned back: there were two extra-large spiders crawling inside the cage. Tom specially went to Professor Silvanus Kettleburn's Magical Creatures class to ask for these.
He wanted a few non-poisonous giant spiders. Professor Kettleburn gladly agreed and directly caught three palm-sized poisonous spiders, then removed their fangs.
"Defense Against the Dark Arts... to defend against dark magic, you need to understand them first. Today, I'm going to tell you about three spells that, if used, will incur the most severe punishment from the wizarding law. They are called Unforgivable Curses."
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