I'm playing a big knife at HP

Marciana returned to Hogwarts after the New Year.Professor Keridi Bubbaji completed the handover with tears of gratitude, packed his luggage quickly, and heard that he arrived in Canada that night.

"What happened to Sirius Black made people panic in the school. He broke in once last term. Now the school is surrounded by dementors, alas... the past few years have not been peaceful. I love Hogwarts, Really, but I want to concentrate on doing some research..." The straw-haired witch said with a heavy heart while drinking coffee.

Before leaving, she held Marciana's hand tightly, and looked at her with tears in her eyes, "I know that Muggle studies are not welcome at Hogwarts, and there have never been more than ten students in my class. Personally, but we have a responsibility, dear. For many of them, we are the only way for them to know the other world. Many of them don't even know the disadvantages of inbreeding - in order to keep the so-called pure blood - and don't understand why My own children are sick and deformed... There is no country in the world where the wizarding world is as closed and exclusive as the British wizarding world. Little wizards who will listen, they have a right to know the truth. They must know the truth."

Marciana fixedly looked at the elder witch.Caredy Bubbaji, a mild-mannered half-blood witch with mediocre appearance and mediocre magic power.She is the only professor on the staff who insists on wearing a Muggle costume to class, and the only one at Hogwarts with a Muggle degree.She does her best to teach every student, but she still doesn't get much respect and love.Years of study and brooding had carved lines into Caredy Bubbaji's thin face, and now there was worry in her eyes.Her palms were strong and warm, but her face showed a rare determination. She looked at Marciana stubbornly, as if she would never let go unless she was guaranteed.

Marciana slowly wrapped her palm around Professor Bubaji's thin hand, "Caredy, I promise."

Professor Bubbaji left in a hurry, but her successor managed to leave a little bit of her legacy behind.On the morning of the first day of term, Marciana appeared at the teacher's desk—her hair combed back, wearing a Muggle black pinstriped suit and trousers.Most of the Hogwarts students had never seen a female professor in trousers, and they whispered and looked at her curiously. The Slytherin students were particularly surprised, and most of them were a little bit disdainful and disappointed.Even Professor McGonagall had a strange look on his face, and seemed to disapprove.Dumbledore smiled appreciatively, and Lupine nodded mildly, "...It seems that you have inherited Professor Bubaji's dress concept. You look very good."

For Muggle studies, as Professor Bubaji said, there are less than ten students in the four colleges each year, so the workload of teaching is not big.Marciana was surprised to find that Hermione was also in her class, but the little witch looked very bad-her face was haggard, her eyes were black and black, and she looked like she was about to collapse and cry in the next moment.

One evening, when Hermione came to her office to ask questions, Marciana poured her a cup of tea and said gently, "If you continue like this, I will ask you to go to Professor Snape to get a palliative." Hermione visibly shuddered—Snape's reputation was still alive—she took a breath, raised her chin and said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little nervous about schoolwork, I can handle it. I can handle it. "

"Really? You don't look well."

"No, I'm fine." Hermione said stubbornly, holding the teacup in her hand, and said again, "I can handle it."

Hermione gently blew on the surface of the tea, and the warm aroma of rose tea fell on her face. Pain quickly passed over her stern face. The little witch suddenly put down the teacup, raised her head and took two deep breaths, and finally Still buried his face in his hands, sobbing softly. "Oh...it's nothing really...Ron's a big fool, Crookshanks catches mice naturally! He doesn't talk to me now...but it's no big deal...and the Buckbeak case, Hagrid is very worried, I will never watch Buckbeak get killed... I... can only sleep six hours a day, so I am a little depressed, but I will be able to adjust soon... No problem..."

As she rambled, she felt a soft hand on her shoulder.Hermione burst into tears.

In the end, Marciana waived Hermione's papers in the semester and only asked her to write an outline—hermione's standard was much higher than that of other students in the class anyway—and told her a few things that might help Buck Piccolo's legal letter.After Hermione calmed down, she apologized repeatedly with embarrassment, obviously regretting her gaffe.

Overall, this semester has been uneventful compared to last year.Sirius Black broke into the Gryffindor common room, scaring Ron to death, but no one was really hurt.The dementors wandering around the school are really annoying, but I don't usually encounter them very often.Lupine had such an embarrassing week every month, but Snape worked tirelessly to make medicine for him, if it wasn't for him still stumbling Lupin on various occasions, and constantly assigning werewolf-related papers to students, Marciana almost thought that the Potions Master had turned into a person who repays evil with kindness.In this way, this semester has entered June smoothly, and the exam week is over. The professors are correcting the final exam papers, and they have become a little bit busy.Marciana was not very busy—she had the fewest papers to correct—so she thoughtfully took on part of the inspection work for Professor McGonagall.When she walked near the Defense Against the Dark Arts office that day, she happened to see Snape walking into Lupine's office with a slightly smoking goblet.A moment later, she saw Snape rush out menacingly, wand in hand, and disappear quickly down the corridor.Marciana saw the unmistakable murderous look on his distorted face.She frowned, walked to the door of Lupin's office, and knocked on the door.No one answered. "Professor Lupine, it's me, Martha, can I come in?" She waited for a while before gently pushing open the door of his office.

The office was empty, she hesitated for a moment, and walked in.Marciana saw a piece of parchment on Lupin's desk. The floor plan of Hogwarts was drawn on the parchment, and there were many small moving dots. Next to the dots were tiny names of people.Startled, she bent down to study the magic item carefully.She found Snape on the map, and he was moving rapidly out of the castle, and soon he was near the Whooping Willow, and then his name disappeared.Marciana took a light breath, and couldn't help feeling worried—Snape looked very excited just now, as if he was about to roll up his sleeves to fight at any time.There were dementors all around the castle now, and if he found something, maybe he'd need reinforcements.She quickly convinced herself, quickly went back to the dormitory, changed into light clothes and boots, and rushed towards the Whomping Willow.

She came to Whomping Willow, wondering where Snape had gone.Whooping willows waved their battering ram-like branches furiously in the night, making a terrible whirring sound.She walked around the Whomping Willow and found a big hole in the root of the tree.Marciana bit her lip, trying to control the Whomping Willow's movements with a freezing spell—only for a moment, her magic power had not yet fully recovered.It was enough, she gritted her teeth, a small silver buckler was formed on her left hand, she raised her wand, "Armor protection!"

Using the short time and agility bought by the freezing spell, she came to the root of the tree without any danger, and got into the big hole with a short body.Under the big hole is an earth slope, connected to an extremely low tunnel.Marciana knew she had come to the right place.She walked quickly along the tunnel, and only saw a glimmer of light after walking a long way.

Suddenly, there was a loud blasting sound overhead, and a lot of dust fell from the top of the tunnel.

The author has something to say: That’s right, I just want to pick out Professor Keridi Bubbaji!