HP's Adagio Minor

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Although I have known for a long time that Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts has been soy sauce, but facing the DAs who are extremely lacking in dark arts knowledge, Lola still feels incredible-seven teachers in seven years, seven sets of textbooks, seven It is no wonder that they only learn some superficial, vague, and even incomplete theories, not to mention those few practical exercises.

Lola was not a student of Hogwarts, and she didn't think she should imitate blindly, so she simply started special training according to Durmstrang's method.

First, all need to complete a 'warm-up exercise'.

"Why do we have to do this?!" Ernie slumped on the cushion after the third set of high leg raises. Neville and Seamus beside him had finished the fourth set and started the fifth set.

"You guys are working too hard!" He didn't understand very much, "We're here to learn spells, not to hold a fitness competition."

"In moderation—exercise—has—benefits."

Neville answered the call out of breath, and was almost suffocated to death in the room of responsiveness all day long. It would be great to have something to consume the excess energy, not to mention, Durmstrang's unique teaching philosophy, for them opened up a new perspective.

In the UK, most wizards think that the most important thing for a wizard is magic power, and they ignore the requirements for their own physical fitness—however, there are only a few wizards with outstanding talents and powerful strength, and most of them can only be called 'Mediocre', but that doesn't mean they can't beat opponents stronger than themselves.

"...No one would stand there foolishly and let someone hit you. Accuracy is of course important, and your body's mobility should not be underestimated—you must react more quickly than the opponent, and the combination of magic power and physical strength can make the attack more effective. .”

Lola demonstrated basic fighting skills to the DAs, kicking the heavy sandbag to the corner with a beautiful roundhouse kick.

"Beautiful, Lola!"

"Good job!"

The Ravenclaws cheered hard, making Lola raise her eyebrows and smile.

"Oh, I'm going to be charmed by her." Michael whispered.

"Who says it's not!" Terry hooked his good brother's neck, "Unfortunately, she has a boyfriend, and I heard that she is a senior at the same school."

"that's too regretful."

The two who have not left the singles so far sighed at each other. If they had known earlier, they would have been quick, accurate and ruthless like Anthony. In the second grade, they had dominated the class flower Sally Ann, and they have been obsessed with it ever since.At the moment, this model couple is sitting on the sidelines researching the "multiple spells", which evolved from the "multiple spells" in the Middle Ages. The spell casters must be close relatives connected by blood, or truly in love Talent can succeed—under the best conditions, the effect of the spell can exceed the simple superposition of one plus one greater than two—flipping through the "Durmstrang Collection of Solitary Books" provided by Lola, Sallyanne and Anthony learned Roaming in the ocean, very devoted.

However, those who "explored" like them were a minority after all, and most of them were still worrying about the future—they realized that it would be very difficult to resist Death Eaters like Snape and the Carlos.

"...their combat experience is much more than ours. If they are ruthless—of course, more often they will want to torture people and make us lose our fighting power." Lola looked at the pale faces of everyone. In the eyes, "At this time, we can use protective spells to resist, the most common ones are armor spells, elemental shields and the like."

"What if it doesn't work?" said a Hufflepuff boy. "They are all powerful dark wizards. Our spell might not work." Even if it worked, it would definitely not be as powerful as an adult.

However, just because you can't beat one-on-one duels doesn't mean you can't win in group fights. Lola's proposal to divide the DA members into different colleges, classify them into groups according to their individual abilities and focus on training, has gained everyone's consensus.

"...During a duel, the venue we are in is an uncontrollable external factor. We must learn to use everything around us, and everyone's magic perception is different. Take myself as an example, without considering other external factors, My defensive spells are the best; if someone attacks me with black magic, I can purify and devour the black magic elements into my own magic power supply, so that the shield can last longer, which is also A part of the inheritance of the talented blood..."

Seeing the dazed faces of the DAs, Lola couldn't help but secretly sighed, and then continued:

"—Just now, I discovered that when Susan came into contact with black magic, the defensive spell she released would produce strong backlash resistance, and even reduce the damage of negative energy. There is no doubt that this is the inheritance of the Bones family talent blood."

"I don't know, Mom and Dad didn't tell me." Susan looked very excited, she kept talking to the people around her, her flushed face was shining brightly.

"So, everyone shouldn't underestimate themselves. Although we don't have enough time, we can evaluate and formulate the direction of practice as long as we compare the data... Everyone should give full play to their strengths and try to avoid disadvantages..."

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As more and more people join the DA, more people stay in the Room of Requirement (Gryffindor: we love it here), but there are always people who want to stay outside and ask for news (Ravenclaw: our attention only on the books), or bring delicious food (Hufflepuff: everyone hurry up for a change) - in short, except for Slytherin, the number of students in the other three houses is decreasing every day , but the Carlo brothers and sisters were helpless about this. Even if they carried out a blanket search of the whole school, they could not find the entrance where they were hiding.

After several rounds without any risk of danger, Lora simply moved into the Room of Response.

The room in the Room of Requirement is now larger than before, and looks like a fancy tree house or the cabin of a large ship—hammocks of various colors hang from the ceiling and surround a dark windowless window. The wood-panelled walls are surrounded by various brightly colored tapestries, among which Gryffindor's golden lion on a red background, Hufflepuff's black badger on a yellow background, and Ravenclaw's copper eagle on a blue background are juxtaposed on top.

The sense of crisis was spreading. Several senior boys in Gryffindor practiced spells almost non-stop every day, and were finally stopped urgently.

"You are torturing yourself like this!" Terry gave them the refreshment potion he prepared, and said angrily, "For this, the whole Ravenclaw's bedroom is full of medicine dregs... I saved all the medicine ingredients, and this week I only got a 'troll' - oh, thanks 'troll'!"

Michael chuckled from the sidelines, and then jumped on a broomstick and ran around the tall pillars, "The Carlo brothers and sisters are so anxious that they cross-eyed, they don't even allow us to go outdoors, there are all dementors outside."

Ernie and Anthony discussed the matters of the lower grades, "...we can't all hide in and let them face the Death Eaters."

"The dean won't let them get hurt, but we'd better have a better way, in case..."

Anthony glanced at the big wooden radio in the corner. Every Friday, the 'Potter's Lookout' told them news about the outside world, and Harry's tracks—they believed that the 'Golden Boy' would return to Hogwarts sooner or later. Ci, when the time comes DA will fight alongside him.

"...The magic protection of the Response Room is very strong, but it also needs regular inspection and maintenance, otherwise it may be weak and be discovered later."

"Impossible! Neville has a real way to make this place absolutely safe... Zacharias, you have to trust us."

"Then we have to be more careful!" Zacharias Smith emphasized holding up a copy of "Magical Energy Exchange", "The maintenance of any magic power has an energy source, and you can't just ignore it just because you think it's magical." its foundation."

"You copied what Barodis said." Seamus blushed, "The Room of Requirement is a gift from Merlin, it is a miracle in itself, we don't need to worry about it at all! The two Carlos haven't caught us for so long, It's the best example..."

"Then you shouldn't throw that blasting spell on the protective cover indiscriminately—what if you accidentally injure someone else, everyone hasn't put on the protective clothing yet!"

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"I never knew that Zacharias was so serious about death," Neville said in a low voice, looking at the lively crowd, "but no matter what, I know that we are not afraid of anyone, not even 'You-Know-Who'... …hiss!"

Laura looked at the scars on her body and face for Neville, and channeled out the remaining black magic power to avoid pain from time to time, but this did not include the ligament strain caused by excessive exercise.

"You should apply some medicine."

While Lola was talking, Lavender Brown handed the powder to Neville, then turned and gave her a glare before returning to his bed and continuing to watch "The Black Magic".

"She likes you?"

Neville made a 'how is that possible' expression, and whispered, "She likes Ron, everyone knows, but Ron broke up with her."

Some people in DA have prejudice against Durmstrang, and it will not go away for a while, but Lola doesn't force them and herself—she thinks she can't be liked by everyone.In contrast, the Hufflepuff girls grow warm to Lola after initial wariness.Influenced by them, the other girls joined in the chat - forming a circle during breaks, talking about old school or family events.

Lola would also mention funny things about Durmstrang, such as playing snow jump in blizzard weather, and make everyone laugh.After getting to know each other, the atmosphere became more and more harmonious, but the topic often became dull when talking about those students of Muggle descent who failed to come to school.

"I don't know what's going on with them now. I heard that the Muggle government has also noticed something unusual-the farther away from England the better in the current situation."

"Yeah...Which of you want to eat Zizi honey candy? I bought a box last time, and now I only have the last few pieces left."

"Great, give me a piece!"

"I also want!"

So, when the mood is bad, the girls who can distract all the attention with some sweets, regain their vitality.

All in all, this kind of collective life makes the DAs of the three colleges become unprecedentedly united.

Every day, everyone gets up and eats on time, and then conducts various trainings in an orderly manner according to the size of the grade. When the junior grades are practicing, Lola and other senior grades are still watching from the sidelines, so that they will not learn those things because of their momentary competition. A spell that doesn't fit their age.

The feeling of being out of sight in the Room of Requirement was not pleasant, and it made Lola miss Durmstrang, when the days in the polar night passed so slowly, and the passage of time was hardly noticeable.During this period, apart from occasionally using the flint fireplace to contact my father (the secret technique of the Barodis family? Not supervised by the Floo Network? Originated from alchemy), because the magic power is limited, I can only report that I am safe.

"If you feel bored, you can take advantage of the curfew to go out to get some air." Sally Ann suggested, "Tomorrow I will be in charge of the night patrol on the corridors on the second and third floors, and I can cover you up."

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"...Professor Slughorn will appoint you to watch the night. I am not surprised. He has always favored you." Pansy tapped the stone door with his wand, and walked out of the common room first, "But what I am curious about is that you actually Really said yes - that's not like you, Blaise."

The young man walked aside expressionlessly, not answering the question.

Pansy seemed to be accustomed to the other party's attitude, and continued on his own, "However, since you have taken over those affairs, you should apply to the professor to be the new prefect of boys - anyway, Draco has been on leave since the beginning of school... She turned her head to look at the person beside her, and asked in an extremely light tone, "Tell me, what happened to the Malfoy family?"

"No matter what, it has nothing to do with Hogwarts." Blaise squinted at her, "It won't do you any good to look around."

The warning in these words made Pan Xi blushed, and she stomped her feet in embarrassment, "Hmph, I thought you were friends, but I didn't expect..."

Just when she was about to say something to condemn, she saw a figure standing on the moving stairs from a distance; Blaise obviously noticed it too, he frowned, and pointed his wand above his head——

'Snapped! '

All the candles in the chandelier were lit, illuminating the entire hall brightly—the black shadow flashed past the end of the corridor and disappeared without a trace.

"Who is that!"

Pansy was so angry that he dared to openly provoke the Slytherin prefects. It was not as simple as deducting points!She will definitely send this offending student to Professor Carlo's office!

"It must be those Gryffindors, I must find this guy today..."

"Why are you standing here!"

Sally Ann came out from behind the pillars in the corridor, looking as if she had just finished her night watch on the east side.

"Just now we saw a black shadow passing through here!" Pan Xi raised her voice, but she was stopped when she was about to move forward.

"I didn't see any strange black shadows just now." Sally Ann stared at her suspiciously. "The second and third floors are the areas under the responsibility of Ravenclaw, not under the control of Slytherin."

"You can be regarded as negligent at work. If that person has caused any bad influence-in order to implement the school's disciplinary requirements, I must investigate to the end."

"Oh? Well, I don't think so, Parkinson, you should go back to the area you are in charge of instead of yelling at me here."

"Nonsense? How dare you say that about me!"

"uh-huh!"

"you……"

Pansy was only interested in arguing, but didn't notice that Blaise's face became weird in an instant - no one knew better than him the tea produced in Zabini Manor in Devon County, the unique, fresh and fruity tea aroma, was faintly The earth drifted away in the air—and he was sure the scent of the tea wasn't coming from the Ravenclaw prefect who had been at odds with Parkinson.

Blaise looked towards the end of the dark corridor, the corners of his mouth tightened, and he became thoughtful.

"—you saw it too, didn't you, Blaise?"

Pansy didn't expect that Toning Poxon would be so difficult, so he tried to overwhelm the opponent with numbers, but he didn't expect that the alliance had already turned and left.

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The author has something to say:

The current timeline is already at the end of April, and the next chapter can enter the original plot (probably)

The author also likes to see Pansy's proud mask shattered into a piece of dregs - she really likes Draco, doesn't she?