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Ron fiddled with the broken wand and looked at the part wrapped in cloth in the middle. His mood became slightly depressed. In order to prevent himself from recalling the scene of the broken wand, he put down the wand in his hand and picked up a book on the table. Dark Powers: A Guide to Self-Defense.

Ron turned the page at random, and an illustrated image of a werewolf came into view.Looking at the familiar illustrations, Ron guessed that he had learned the knowledge here in the first grade. But after he read the lines below the illustration, he felt as if he had not learned this knowledge in the first grade.

After barely reading one page, he decisively closed the book with both hands and pushed it aside.The knowledge of these books in writing gave him a splitting headache.

Seeing "Dark Powers: Self-Defense Guide" returned to its original position, Ron thought to himself, since I won't meet any werewolves in school anyway, I won't waste my brain cells yet.

After self-hypnosis, he was in a happy mood and glanced at Hermione beside him.Hermione was found reading a brand new hardcover book called "Chadwick's Magic: One".

After looking at the "Dark Powers: Self-Defense Guide" he inherited from Percy on his desk, Ron couldn't help but feel a little mixed.

It’s great to have Galleons, Ron sighed to himself.

However, he still wanted to say to the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who he had yet to meet, you are such a good person.It's nice not to have to buy textbooks.

Watching more and more students enter the classroom, except for Gryffindor and Slytherin students.Ron noticed that Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students had also entered the classroom.

"Hermione, this seems to be the first time that students from four of our colleges have a class together. I really don't know how Principal Dumbledore would agree to let the four major colleges have a class together. There are so many students in the class, and the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Can you teach us well?"

"..."

Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron and continued to look at the book in her hand. She had no time to discuss such boring things with Ron.

In order to perform well in front of Professor Graves, she focused on reading the book list recommended to them by Rick - "The Magic of Chadwick" collection after the opening dinner.

Seeing that Hermione ignored him, Ron didn't want to make trouble for himself, so he took out Scabbers from his pocket and placed it on the table.One person and one mouse started playing.

Someone was walking leisurely in a corridor, not feeling ashamed or anxious at all because he was late for class.

Rick walked briskly, thinking about what a smart choice he had made in successfully convincing Dumbledore to combine all the students of the same age group in the academy to take Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.

It was really cool to have his working hours cut in half, Rick was secretly happy.

I remember that the day before school started, after Rick got the course schedule, he looked at his full course schedule every day and couldn't help but fall into self-doubt.Except for the first-year wizards who only have one class on Defense Against the Dark Arts per week, the other grades have two classes per week, each lasting two hours.

After adding the four colleges in two, it didn't take long for Rick to calculate that he would have to work 52 hours. He understood that Dumbledore was exploiting him, and immediately rushed into Dumbledore's office to protest. .

After a night of arguing between the two, Dumbledore redistributed each professor's course schedule the next day.

Other professors also understood that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Rick Graves had successfully persuaded Dumbledore to allow the four houses to combine Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.

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"Ron, Hermione. How could you leave me there and enter the classroom early? You don't know how embarrassing the scene just was."

After finally getting rid of the entanglement of his illegitimate lover Colin, Harry trotted past the crowd and entered the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. He looked up and immediately saw the red hair that belonged to Ron Weasley.

After rearranging the messy books in his hands, Harry came to Ron's side again, sat down on the stool, and complained that the two of them were not loyal enough to help him.

"I don't want to be late for the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the new semester, and it's also Professor Graves's first class. The most important thing is that being late will deduct points from Gryffindor, and it will be in front of Professor Graves. Leaves a bad impression."

Hermione rolled her eyes at Harry and retorted impatiently.Ignoring the surprised looks in Harry's eyes, she continued to look at the book in her hand.

"Who is Professor Graves?"

"Ron, I don't know either."

Ron subconsciously asked Harry, who was also a little confused.

Because after driving the magic car into the Whomping Willow, they were taken to Professor Snape's office and did not attend the banquet.

Moreover, in the past two days, their attention has been stuck on 'Why did they hit the wall at platform nine and three-quarters?Why did you crash the Whomping Willow? 'Wait for these questions that the little wizards at Hogwarts never dared to imagine.

So this was the first time they heard about the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year.

"Professor Rick Graves is the youngest professor in the history of Hogwarts School. He was hired by Principal Dumbledore from far away America to teach our Defense Against the Dark Arts class. He is not only young, but also very handsome! Than The Gilderoy we met at Flourish and Blotts was even more handsome!!!"

Hearing that Harry and Ron beside her didn't know who Graves was, Hermione suddenly closed the book in her hand, raised her head and turned around to look at them, and said seriously.

"Unfortunately, Professor Graves is from the United States, and we know very little about him." Ignoring whether the two of them understood, Hermione lamented again.

"We?" Harry clearly felt that the 'we' in Hermione's mouth did not include him and Ron.

"Ah! It's nothing. The class has been in class for 5 minutes. Why hasn't the professor come yet? Are you lost?" After realizing that she had spilled the beans, Hermione blushed and quickly changed the topic.

It seems to prove that the eternal truth "Speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will come" also applies in the magical world.As soon as Hermione finished speaking, the wooden door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was blown open by an inexplicable breeze.

A young man wearing a black trench coat, holding a black square box in his left hand and a red-brown calfskin briefcase in his right hand walked up to the podium. He was straight and handsome, with a handsome face and always exuding an aura that made people feel excited. sense of intimacy.

Seeing someone enter, the noisy classroom instantly became quiet.

Rick placed the box containing Pandora on the side of the desk, and then laid the briefcase in front of him.He opened the briefcase not knowing what he was looking for, but stopped for a second, raised his head and looked at the little wizards below, showing an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, a cat got lost just now, so it took some time for you to return it to its owner. I hope you don't mind."

Ignoring the reactions of the little wizards, Rick continued to lower his head and search for something in his briefcase.

"The cat that Professor Graves picked up couldn't be Mrs. Norris, right? How could it get lost!!!" Looking at Rick who was busy in the front of the classroom, Ron lowered his head and approached Harry, questioning Rick's reason for being late. .