The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The most popular subject of the new school year is without a doubt Defense Against the Dark Arts. Because the professor is beautiful—no, it's because Ms. Moon Shadow's lectures are very interesting. Everyone comes to Hogwarts to study. How can scholars treat a class differently just because the professor is good-looking.

But one thing is certain, after two days of school, Ms. Moon Shadow will have her own fan group, and her charm can be enjoyed by both men and women. Originally, Linde's support team had directly switched sides, and most of the members had become Ms. Moon Shadow's fans. As for the transfer student De Lin, I really don't know him well.

Ms. Moon Shadow's class went smoothly and was not limited by the teaching materials.

Even more impressive than her beauty is Moon Shadow's magical attainments. She seems to know everything, she can always see the problems of students at a glance, and she can also give positive and reasonable suggestions.

Defense Against the Dark Arts is a more practical course, and there is a lot of freedom in teaching. Professor Hunzi can follow the course like a fool, while a good professor always finds ways to give students more opportunities to practice.

Hermione was relieved that after experiencing the Muggle life for a period of time, this great magician from another world finally stopped doing shocking things. Her class was lively and steady, she didn't engage in any big scenes, and she didn't talk about high-level theories. Instead, she was based on practice and devoted herself to improving the dueling level of young wizards.

She did mention the origin of some magic, but it was only a gossip, and the students didn't take it seriously after hearing it.

Compared with the Defense Against the Dark Arts taught by Linde, Ms. Moon Shadow's courses are more life-like and approachable. Whenever she came to the students, no matter how old they were, these children would be fascinated by her.

Students who perform well in the classroom can ask questions to the professor. These guys are not doing their jobs, and they always take the opportunity to ask the professor's preferences, what is the favorite color, favorite food, favorite flower, etc.

Ms. Moon Shadow is also good-tempered and always answers her questions, so the students sorted out a list of Professor Moon Shadow's preferences. It is said that her fan group will also hold regular tests. If she can't answer well, she will be kicked out.

Students' preferences are like this, one after another, just like most people in the world.

Just like everyone was still insulting Gilderoy Lockhart a few days ago, his two Muggle sisters and Muggle father also announced that they would sever ties with this person. And recently, as Lockhart's tragic situation continues to stimulate public sympathy, his reputation has slowly reversed.

Even in the Internet age of the early 21st century, no one has ever achieved the popularity that Lockhart has today.

As he himself said, fame is influence, and influence is power.

Lockhart, who was in jail, continued to give interviews in prison. The conditions of his cell are actually quite good, which seems to be different from that of a mansion. Not only does it have a bedroom and a bathroom, but it even has a recreation room. The reporters who came to visit were surprised to say that this wizard is like a king living in prison.

From the first world to the countries of Asia, Africa and Latin America, from radio to word of mouth, people all over the world are asking for the latest news from Lockhart as much as they can. People in developed areas lie on sofas and watch TV, while people in backward areas stand on grassy hillsides and wait for messengers. The older generation turned on the radio broadcast in the dead of night, and the young students came to the secluded field to set up a radio station. The aborigines of the tribe walked through the dense forest, walked into the colonial city to ask people, and the astronauts in space would also talk about news with the ground space center during their spare time of reporting missions.

Owls were flying around, the flames of floo powder in the fireplace were bright, and newspapers were delivered faster than the wind and hotter than the flames, reaching every wizarding community with the fastest speed.

During the first few days of Lockhart's arrest, everyone said the guy was dead. Muggles would hit him hard with metal wands. From now on it's all over.

But things didn't end that easily. It is said that the scourge lasted for thousands of years, and Lockhart's life has not yet come to an end.

Lockhart's trial has been repeatedly postponed due to delays in finding a suitable defense attorney. Any lawyer who wants to defend Lockhart must be prepared to fight against his colleagues around the world. This has a huge impact on their careers. The timid dared not accept it, and the daring squeezed their heads again.

But Lockhart shirked that he was a wizard and would not accept a Muggle as his defense lawyer.

According to the principle repeatedly emphasized by Minister Humans, wizards are also human beings, and they shouldn't have accepted Lockhart's sophistry. Unexpectedly, however, the Muggles readily agreed to Lockhart's request.

So a few days later, a letter for help was placed on the desk of Minister of Magic Fudge.

Cornelius Fudge squeezed the letter, looked at the signature Gilderoy Lockhart, his face was as gray and gloomy as a piece of half-rotted fat. He thought about it and couldn't make up his mind, so he had to ask Dumbledore to discuss the countermeasures.

"Ah, Mr. Minister, they really have a problem for you." Dumbledore gently put down the letter, the half-moon-shaped lens reflected for a moment, and the calm and wise posture of the old wizard made Fudge feel relieved and fearful.

"What do you think?"

"How did Mr. Lockhart send this letter?"

"owl."

"Is our Muggle Prime Minister still in touch with the Ministry of Magic?"

"Historically very rarely." Fudge frowned worriedly. "It's just that we send an official letter to each Prime Minister when he takes office, informing him of the existence of the wizarding world."

"It's time for more letters."

"But we don't have that tradition."

"Then start today."

Dumbledore stared at Cornelius Fudge, who was mediocre, expert and muddled, and a complete muddled minister. In peacetime, the public would tolerate him, and officials of the Ministry of Magic would favor him, but today's wizarding world needs A decisive leader.

Fudge never disappoints when it comes to disappointing.

He vaguely changed the subject, hoping only that Dumbledore would recommend a highly respected wizard to attend Lockhart's trial.

"The members of the Wizengamot all have this virtue and ability." The old wizard smiled faintly.

"Yes." Fudge breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I'll extend an invitation to the Wizengamot. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Me." Dumbledore said succinctly.

"What?" Fudge was taken aback for a moment, "What about you?"

"I will attend Lockhart's trial." Dumbledore stood up, "as his defense attorney."

"Is this appropriate?" Fudge was ecstatic at first, and then stuttered. He stared at the old wizard suspiciously, guessing Dumbledore's motives and purposes. He realized that his eyes were too explicit, and quickly explained, "My It means that this is a major task, and you, as the Headmaster of Hogwarts, may not have the time."

"It is because of the seriousness of the situation that someone needs to stand up. If the flood hits, would you rather drown yourself with a dead tree, or cut down the tree and make it into a canoe?" Dumbledore put on his wizard hat, not waiting for Fudge Answered, turned and strode away.