HP Tom Riddle

"You are the class representative." Riddle said affirmatively in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, "Elena, congratulations."

"Thank you." I replied dryly.

Professor Mellors strode to the edge of the podium holding his wand. He passed by Riddle and me: "Silence."

For a while, no one dared to say a word.He escaped like Gryffindor, and he was unwilling to take a breath under the eyes of this poisonous snake, as if, that was the original sin.

"The Leg Locking Curse—that's what we're going to learn today." He folded his hands in front of his chest, and the wand was tilted high to one side, and he could swing it at any time. It seems that the British wizarding world is peaceful. But I have to say, it is because your vision is too narrow."

"On the other side of the strait—the wizards in Europe are not living peacefully." He glanced sharply at the Slytherins and Gryffindors. "Sooner or later, the flames of war will come to us."

"Pull out your wands and choose your opponents. Those idiots who can't learn deserve to be knocked down by you again and again." He waved his big hand at Riddle and it was a leg-locking curse-Riddle's condition The reflex bounced away when Professor Mellors uttered the first syllable, "Very well, Riddle. Let the two of us first demonstrate to those idiots."

As soon as he finished speaking, Professor Mellas used his excellent wandless magic to neatly pile up the tables that got in the way to form a simple gladiatorial stage.

"What do you think of Riddle? Representative?" A strange boy asked me.

I turned my head and glanced at his student name tag. It was Zabini, a well-known playboy who was often invisible in the first year of Slytherin.

"It's okay." I said briefly.

"Ah, indeed. Riddle has performed outstandingly in every class, and this time is no exception." He made a positive conclusion.

"Professor Melles won't hit a first-year student hard." I folded my hands and focused my gaze on the table.

Riedel has a strong sense of combat. It is not known when he developed it, but it must have been between 1935 and 1938.

The duel between Professor Mellors and Riddle was not limited to the leg-locking spell, but more attack spells such as "disarm you" that you had to learn in senior grade.

"Disarm you." Professor Mellas attacked Riddle at a tricky angle. If there is no accident, Riddle will be disarmed and will be knocked away by the huge thrust generated by the spell, but he hunkered down tightly He escaped with his wand in his hand, and took advantage of the gap to cast a leg-locking spell on Professor Mellas.Professor Mellors, who was slightly underestimating the enemy for a while, was hit. He staggered and gave himself a silent and wandless spell to stop, and then gave Riddle, who was unable to react in time, an "explosive weapon", ending the battle.

"Touch!" Riddle fell down.

People like Flint and the others laughed out loud, as if this was a particularly funny thing, and completely forgot that Riddle had almost knocked down Professor Mellas—if the professor didn't use wandless magic to cheat.

"A real battle is more brutal and despicable than this. Your opponent won't hold back a hand like this. Once you meet, it will be a battle of life and death--for the safety of your Principal Dippet's heart, I will not be here Any black arts taught in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class will only briefly introduce some of them to you.” He swung his wand and pulled up Riddle who fell down, “In battle, except your weapon is a very useful weapon. Dark magic spells. Yes, black magic. Always favored by dangerous wizards for their deadly power. In my time as Oro, I was closer to black magic than ever."

"What is dark magic? As a Slytherin, I can tell you the truth that black magic is the most powerful and dangerous magic known. It is usually based on plunder - life, emotion, reason , These are all things that a wizard can easily be plundered when using black magic. So we call those wizards who have been destroyed by black magic and only have a body left a black wizard. But not all black magic Magic wizards are all dark wizards, and on the other hand, black magic also has its outstanding value." Professor Mellas said in a nostalgic tone, "My personal opinion is that the idiots in this class , you'd better, never, try black magic. You can't even learn common and extremely simple combat magic, and the profound black magic is really hard for you." He told a bad joke, but no one dared to laugh. "Now, let's start sparring. I will give ten points to the academy that knocks down the opponent first."

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"Professor Mellors still hates those students who don't have much talent in this class—" I rubbed my swollen wrist and complained to Riddle.

"Stupidness is an original sin." Riddle repeated Professor Mellas's speech in the first class with a yearning tone, "I think Professor Mellas said it very well."

"Even you," I said in disgust.

"I never discriminate against idiots." Riddle glanced at me tactfully, "Library?"

"Of course, we'll be there right after lunch. Haven't finished my Potions and Transfiguration papers yet?" I said, "I can sort of see why Shafiks don't come to Hogwarts anymore, No amount of beautiful castles can hide the endless number of papers."

Riddle showed off, it was a particularly annoying tone: "If you show your strength, you can just write a little thesis on the history of magic like me."

"Shut up, Riddle." I took the thick Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook, which I almost never turned over, and threw it on his shoulder--I wanted to throw it on his head too, but it was really hard to do that. What is more difficult and thankless, "I don't want to be stared at by the professors every class, although I can't sleep well in class when I sit next to you, and I have to be careful when reading some extracurricular books." I Qi Qiran said, "Just be your professor's pet, don't bring me along."

"But I hope you can come with me, Elena." Riddle naturally took off the schoolbag in my hand, and also took the textbooks that had just been dropped on him, "I know you are as good as me, Even I was taught by you. Why did you hide it? I don't want you to do this to make my life in Slytherin better, I can handle that by myself."

"I'm just lazy, Riddle." I shut my mouth tightly and turned my head away from him.

"I see." There was a hint of a smile in his voice.