Harry Potter I Am Death

So begins a Defense Against the Dark Arts class taught by a second-year student.

"Can anyone tell me what the Unforgivable Curse is?"

Eli fiddled with his wand to see if any of the second years in the room would know this.

A small hand was raised, seeing that it was Hermione, Eli was somewhat expected, but also somewhat unexpected.

This is very contradictory. On the one hand, Eli thinks that the first answer should be students from pure-blood families with a long heritage, but it is Hermione who was born in Muggle.

But given Hermione's horrendous amount of reading, this was to be expected.

"Then let Miss Granger answer."

Eli smiled and pointed at Hermione.

Hermione's face blushed unconsciously, she seemed a little awkward, but she still spoke her answer very smoothly, "There are three kinds of Unforgivable Curses, each of which can make people..."

"Sent to Azkaban!"

Eli said the following words for her, "Each of these three spells is extremely evil, they are all good at torturing people, and they are standard equipment for dark wizards"

"Professor, if this is the case, why do we still need to study?"

Said Seamus Finnigan, Gryffindor's explosive wizard.

Eli looked at him, "Mr. Finnigan's question is good, why are these spells so evil, I still want you to learn? You know, we are learning how to deal with black magic, or how to deal with black magic. How are we going to deal with the Dark Arts if we don't understand it?"

"Then do we need to learn these magics?"

It was Neville who spoke, and when he heard the Unforgivable Curse, he showed a little fear and a hint of resentment.

Neville's parents, the Longbottoms, were tortured insane by the Cruciatus Curse of Death Eater Bellatrix, so he naturally had bad memories of the Unforgivable Curse.

"Of course, but not now"

Eli looked at Neville, he knew what happened to the shy boy's parents.

"I can't teach you this now, I can't even demonstrate, otherwise I might become the youngest member of Azkaban"

Laughter came from the classroom.

"Since these spells are so evil, will no one be harmed if we don't learn them? I mean, if no one knows these spells"

Eli took a deep look at Neville, "No, it's not. Sometimes, it's not the power that is evil, but the person who controls it."

"Even if all the black magic disappears, those who want to do evil, even if they only know the lighting spell, they will want to blind others' eyes"

"Like a Death Eater"

Neville said something softly.

"Yes, most of them are villains. Even if the Ministry of Magic bans the Unforgivable Curse, they will try their best to learn it secretly. In order to fight against them, we must master the power not to lose to them."

"Not having a sword in your hand is not the same as having a sword without using it"

When Eli finished speaking, the classroom fell silent for an instant. These words affected their thoughts. Maybe some of them lost their power, but Eli believed that more of them would know how to choose their own power.

This class was perhaps the most engrossing class for the students. When Eli announced that the get out of class was dismissed, there were still many students discussing Eli's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

In the principal's office, "It was a wonderful class, I think I should give you a raise"

Dumbledore seemed in a good mood, he quipped to Eli.

"Okay, okay"

Eli quickly agreed.

Dumbledore: "..."

That's what I said, do you really think I'll give you a raise?

"But professor, are you here to attend class today?"

Eli wondered why Dumbledore knew so well what his class was about.

Is it...

Eli looked at Dumbledore suddenly with weird eyes, this bearded old man is indeed a voyeur!
Even the classroom can be monitored, and the bathroom...

"Cough cough..."

Dumbledore's embarrassing cough interrupted Eli's increasingly outrageous imagination.

"You know, as the principal, you still have the obligation to inspect the teaching ability of the teaching staff"

Dumbledore showed the majesty of the headmaster again.

"According to my investigation, Professor Hall's teaching ability is very good, I believe students will benefit a lot"

"Then give me a raise"

"Cough cough..."

Eli didn't dare to speak anymore, otherwise he wouldn't be responsible for coughing up this hundred-year-old man.

"Eli, I'm very happy, you can have such an understanding of power, I believe you can do better than us"

"Professor, these are all your teachings"

Eli offers a sycophant.

"Don't be humble, Eli, the greatest wealth is great wisdom. But..."

Dumbledore's sudden turn made Eli prick up his ears.

Dumbledore's eyes suddenly became deep, and with a slow wave of his hand, Eli felt some magical fluctuations from the principal's room.

"Sometimes, an overly outstanding talent will also attract the attention of some beings"

Eli had never seen Dumbledore look like this before, and Eli couldn't see through the complicated eyes.

"What exists?"

Eli actually had some guesses in his mind.

"We often call it—the Grim Reaper!"

Eli frowned, he didn't expect Dumbledore to tell him this, why did Dumbledore tell him this?
"He is everywhere, he claims to be omnipotent, he likes souls, especially powerful souls. The more powerful a wizard is, the more he will be noticed by him, until he falls into his death trap, and his soul is deprived from then on."

"Then why did you..."

"Why did I tell you? You and I, or the same as us, are too close to him!"

Dumbledore's eyes became a little dangerous, and Eli didn't even dare to meet his eyes.

"Who? Death?"

"Of course, of course..."

Dumbledore paced a few steps in place, constantly fiddling with his wand with sharp knuckles and a strange shape.

"The stronger the talent, the stronger the strength, the stronger the soul, the closer you are to him! Throughout the ages, how many amazing wizards have been harvested by the god of death, some have devoted their lives to getting rid of the god of death, and some people are eager to defeat the god of death , to replace Death!"

He put his hands on Eli's shoulders, staring at Eli's eyes very sharply, "Promise me Eli, promise me, always keep your state of mind, don't be influenced by him, he will be in your most vulnerable time Sneak in and affect your mind. Whether you want to get rid of him or replace him, you must not become his ration!"

Eli's face was a little heavy, and his eyes were extremely firm, "Professor, I will always hold my own destiny in my own hands!"

Dumbledore's eyes relaxed, a little more relieved.

"Good boy, good boy..."

He seemed to be that old urchin again, "I believe in your promise. But I seem to have noticed that you and Miss Granger..."

Eli suddenly noticed that Dumbledore's eyes became a little wretched, me and Hermione?What is this all about?
"Professor, she and I are just classmates, that's all"

"Oh……"

Dumbledore showed a meaningful expression.

"I know it all, I know it all..."

"Professor, it's not what you think!"

"I know, I know...do you have anything to do, if you have nothing to do, go out and help close the door"

Seeing that Dumbledore had issued an order to evict the guest, he bid him farewell.

When he walked out the door, he heard Dumbledore's exclamation clearly, "It's nice to be young..."

Ahhh!Nasty old man!