Harry Potter and the Old Ones

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"That nasty old hag! Disgusting toad! Smelly watch!" Hermione kept cursing fiercely on the way back from the library to the Gryffindor common room, "That stinky fat son of a bitch, magic The stinky lackey of the Ministry, the fat dead woman, and the stinky toad!"

After learning that all the books about Hogwarts in the library were borrowed by Umbridge, Hermione did not give up, but took Harry and Ron around the library again.

After shopping, Hermione found--

Umbridge was so clean that there were not a single book about Hogwarts left in the library.

Even after returning to the Gryffindor common room, Hermione kept pacing back and forth, still looking very angry.

Harry was in the same mood, except that Harry was sitting in front of the fireplace more, watching the burning flames indifferently.

"We have to take action," Hermione said decisively after wandering around in the common room for a while, "We have to take the initiative to take the initiative, we can't be passive defense like this anymore."

Harry nodded silently.

"I suggest poisoning." Ron Benben said nonsense.

"No, no, no... I mean... I mean not yet," said Hermione. "I mean, we should arm ourselves..."

"Tiera once told me that power comes from the shaft of a wand," Hermione said after a pause. "We won't learn anything from her Defence Against the Dark Arts class, which is also true of Umbridge and magic. What the ministry wants, what they are doing now is weakening us."

"Now that we have Dumbledore on top of our heads, the Ministry of Magic doesn't dare to be too rude." Hermione began to pace back and forth anxiously, "If something happens to Dumbledore, it has already been taken by Lucius Marr. The Ministry of Magic, which is completely under the control of Death Eaters like Fu, will definitely attack us, and then... then we will be powerless to fight back."

"Um...so...that's it, so I think..." Hermione gave Harry a nervous look, then hesitantly said, "I was thinking...maybe we should just...just do it ourselves. already."

"What are you doing?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Well - we learn Defence Against the Dark Arts ourselves," said Hermione.

"Stop the bullshit!" Ron complained. "You want to add to our burden? Don't you know that Harry and I have another pile of homework and it's only our second week?"

"But it's more important than homework!" said Hermione.

Harry and Ron stared at Hermione, as if they had discovered a new world.

"Didn't you say before that there's nothing more important in the world than homework?" Ron said.

"Concrete analysis of specific problems." Hermione said, "In this case, we must distinguish between the main contradiction and the secondary contradiction. In this situation, our main contradiction is our own lack of magic and Just homework or even grades is less important than the conflict between the dangerous external environment right now."

"Oh..." Harry and Ron nodded vaguely.

"Like Harry said in Umbridge's first class—" Hermione's face suddenly glowed with a frenzy that made Harry feel ominous. , "Like Harry said, we're going to be prepared for what's going to be waiting for us out there. I mean, we're going to make sure we can really protect ourselves if we don't learn anything for a whole year— "

"There's nothing we can do on our own," Ron said in a dismayed tone. "I mean, yes, we can go to the library and find some curse words in books to practice on ourselves, I think—"

"No, I think we're past the point where we just learn things from books," said Hermione. "We need a teacher, a proper teacher, who can teach us how to use spells, and if we don't do it right, You can also correct us."

"If you're talking about Lupin?" Harry asked, "or Sirius?"

"No, no, that's not what I'm talking about." Hermione said, staring at Harry, "they are busy with the Order of the Phoenix all day, and at least we'll see them when we go to Hogsmeade for the weekend. He, that number of times is far from enough."

"Who's that then?" Harry frowned at her, the foreboding intensifying.

Hermione took a deep breath and said:

"You, Harry."

A moment of silence. The night breeze rattled the window behind Ron, and the fire in the stove was out.

"What's the matter with me?" Harry said.

"I mean let you teach us Defence Against the Dark Arts," Hermione said.

Harry stared blankly at her, then turned to Ron, wanting to exchange irritated glances with Ron—

To Harry's astonishment, however, Ron's expression was not annoyed.

He frowned slightly, obviously thinking. Then he said, "That's an idea."

"What is an idea?" Harry asked rhetorically.

"You," said Ron, "you teach us all about Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"But—" Harry had a smile on his face, and the two must be joking with him. "But I'm not a teacher, I can't—"

"Harry, be confident, you can do it!" Hermione said, "You faced Professor Quirrell who was possessed by Voldemort alone in your first year, fought off hundreds of Dementors alone in your third year, and fought off hundreds of Dementors alone in your fourth year. From Voldemort's hands—"

"No! I didn't!" Harry almost shouted angrily, and then Harry seemed to realize his gaffe and lowered the volume a little, "I'm sorry...I'm a little excited..."

"I know what's going on, right? Every time I get away with it, it's not because of how good I am at Defence Against the Dark Arts, I get away with it because, because...because I can always Get help in time, or because I'm lucky enough." Harry said a little lonely, "I didn't escape from Voldemort, I never escaped from Voldemort... It was Tiera... Tiera died. I was the one who let me escape..."

"If Tiera...if Tiera is still there..." Harry said in frustration, "I should be able to let Tiera teach...he is much better than me..."

Hermione and Ron looked at each other~www.NovelMTL.com~ Hermione sat over, patted Harry's shoulder lightly, and whispered comfortably:

"We all miss him..."

"So we should continue his last wish..." Hermione said, "I believe he must also want you to teach everyone Defence Against the Dark Arts, because the only way to fight against Voldemort... The only way to avenge him... "

"Think about it, okay? Harry," said Hermione. "Not just for us, but for Tierra..."

Harry didn't know what to say, so he nodded silently.

...

"Hehe..." Tiera, who was sitting in the principal's office, played with the gem-like resurrection stone in her hand, "I also hope that Tiera will teach you..."

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