[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

Since that day, I don’t know what Malfoy did, but in short, the Slytherin students have restrained themselves a lot.

From then on, Neville found more and more tricks to create trouble in class.

In Amycus's class, this lunatic didn't even take the textbook. He only sang all kinds of praises to Voldemort and beautified black magic, intending to teach everyone to become a lunatic like him.

And he also belittled Muggles in various ways, saying that Muggles were worse than animals and evil people who stole magical blood.

Neville raised his hand at the right time: "Professor, how much Muggle blood is on your hands?"

Amycus cast a spell and knocked Neville away until he hit the wall.

Several students ran over to help him, and some even secretly said to Neville: "Well done!"

Emmet held his forehead speechlessly: "Although it feels great, you are making a joke with your life."

He had to sigh again: "Neville is truly a Gryffindor man, a brave one."

Finally, when Neville was helped back and passed by her, he said earnestly: "Neville, 'brave' and 'brave' are really two different things."

Neville's mouth was still bloodshot, and he still glared at Amycus, saying, "I just can't stand them."

Amy nodded: "I understand this very well, but your approach is not rigorous. Watch carefully, I will set an example for you."

So Amy raised her hands and stood up.

For a moment, everyone in the classroom turned their attention and stood in awe.

Remember the last time Amy raised her hand and stood up, she used the Cruciatus Curse on Amycus. That memory can even make them happy enough to summon a patronus.

Amycus hadn't forgotten that memory yet, and he was already frightened when he saw Amy raising her hand. Seeing Amy stand up, she immediately took out her wand and prepared to resist.

"Professor, I just want to ask a question." Amy's hands were empty, and she didn't look like she was going to use a curse. She seemed to really want to ask a very ordinary question.

But Amycus still did not dare to let down his guard, and continued to assume an easy-to-attack and easy-to-defend posture, saying: "Sit back and don't do anything."

"Pfft~" Many students burst into laughter but tried to hold it back.

Amy's expression was so innocent: "What's wrong, Professor? I just want to ask a question about black magic. Are you not confident enough to answer this? You are the black magic education expert at Hogwarts."

"Pfft~" Malfoy just burst out laughing at this time, looking so good.

Amycus was so angry that the flesh on his face was trembling. If Voldemort hadn't insisted on keeping Amy alive, he really wanted to use a killing curse to end this little witch's life.

If he is guilty, please let him go to Azkaban and let the dementors punish him. Why do you have to let him teach this little witch?

"You...you ask!" Amycus looked around vigilantly, above his head and feet, and even out the window.

Amy said more innocently: "Professor, don't worry, I didn't summon the dementors."

"Hmph~" Amycus sneered: "Even if you want to summon them, they won't listen to you. They are only loyal to the Dark Lord now!"

"...Professor, you may not understand what 'summoning' means." Amy's eyes seemed to have a look called "sympathy".

No matter who is stared at by this look, they will feel that they are going to die soon. Otherwise, how could it make people feel so pitiful?

Therefore, Amycus shivered for no reason, as if there was a monster standing behind him and would swallow him up at any time.

"I! Let! You! Quick! Ask!" Amycus gritted his teeth and roared.

He even felt so tortured that he no longer wanted to teach the seventh grade, especially Amy Lidolo.

"That's right, Professor." Amy cleared her throat and asked: "When you learned black magic from the Dark Lord and practiced black magic, what did you practice on? Plants? Pets? Or pets? …specific humans?”

"Of course we must use the traitors of the Dark Lord!" Amycus said matter-of-factly: "Those who betray the Dark Lord will all be captured and used to supply new Death Eaters and practice black magic. Hahahahaha ... They will end badly.”

Amy scratched her face to hide the slight expression on her face and asked again: "They are all dead, right? I mean, those traitors of the Dark Lord."

"Of course!" Amycus said so proudly: "Everyone who betrays the Dark Lord must die!"

"Who else deserves to die?" Amy continued to ask.

Amycus's expression became crazy and he shouted loudly: "Those who are unwilling to submit to the Dark Lord should also die!"

The classroom has become quiet, and all the students dare not say another word.

There are three types of people here: the descendants of Death Eaters who are willing to submit to Voldemort, the descendants of wizards who are unwilling to submit to Voldemort, and the Muggle-born wizards who Voldemort looks down upon.

The latter two would hardly have a chance to survive in front of Voldemort.

But what about the first one? Are you sure you can live safely?

The answer for the Malfoy family is - not necessarily!

So, they looked for other ways to survive.

"What does betrayal... mean?" Amy's eyes flashed with a strange light, an expression that was almost triumphant.

"..." Amycus actually hesitated, as if he couldn't answer for a while.

"No standards?" A sneer appeared on Amy's lips: "In other words, as long as you make him unhappy, it will be considered a 'betrayal' and you must die?"

Suddenly, the whole classroom was in an uproar. No matter what kind of background they were, everyone felt a huge crisis.

The Dark Lord? That's a lunatic!

No matter whether you submit or not, no matter how obedient you are, there is no guarantee that you will not be killed.

Amy's goal has been achieved. She stood in the back row of the classroom and said loudly: "We are all smart people. I think you should have thought clearly about what to do. You and your family will have a greater chance of survival. .”

Everyone silently shut up, but their eyes became firm.

Most of them realize that if they become Death Eaters obediently, they will also die at Voldemort's whim.

But if we resist together... many people will die. But what if you can survive? There will be no more threats in the future...

Amycus was stunned for a long time, and seemed to have thought of these possibilities. After suddenly waking up, he became angry and pulled out his wand, pointed it at Amy and shouted: "You dare to question the Dark Lord?"

But the tip of the staff was already trembling, possibly swaying with his faith.

Amy just lowered her eyes and shook her head gently: "No, I'm just curious. Why do people who obey the Dark Lord honestly not die fighting for him, but die because of his doubts and fighting with him? What about your bad mood?"

For a moment, Amycus's wand shook even more violently.

He must really want to see Voldemort right now, and want to stand in front of him and ask these questions clearly.

However, no one dared to ask questions in front of Voldemort. They only dared to bow their heads and accept orders.

Is this... really what he wanted in the first place?

Neville was already whispering to Seamus: "Amy is so awesome."

Seamus nodded repeatedly and said, "I'm going to be obsessed with her."

Neville quickly reminded: "She has a boyfriend."

"I mean..." Seamus seemed intoxicated: "Does she want to set up an organization? I want to join."

"..." Neville was silent for a while and then said: "If there is, I would also like to join."