Chapter 409: The So-called Black Magic

George is the best student ever at Hogwarts. This is something everyone knows. When he was in the second grade, he was able to kill the basilisk head-on alone, something that a professor couldn't do.

By now, George is completely a privileged figure in the academy, and his status is no worse than that of a professor. Compared with him, everyone will despair.

Going back and forth, other colleges also thoroughly understand that don't show off in front of the students of Ravenclaw, this will only make yourself suffer.

The students of Hufflepuff were very dissatisfied with Harry's behavior as an individual contestant. He not only stole Cedric's honor of the Warriors, but now also competes with the entire Hogwarts for the championship of the Triwizard Tournament.

This made Hufflepuff's students who were used to having no sense of existence also couldn't help but show their ugly faces time and time again in front of Harry, showing their existence.

As for Slytherin, needless to say, they hated Harry's behavior. Of course, what they hated was not Harry's behavior, but their heartache that such behavior did not come from their own academy.

Such cunning methods as textbooks should have been Slytherin's privilege. But now this kind of glory has been taken away by their rivals and opponents they despise. When they thought of this, they bored Harry more than ever.

As long as they think that Harry has not only deceived the age line, but has also become an individual participant in the Triwizard Tournament like never before, they get annoyed. The most despicable and cunning person at Hogwarts was not from Slytherin. This was the greatest insult and the heaviest blow to them.

Fortunately, Harry had become accustomed to the strange look, compared to the dissatisfaction of these peers. He had seen deep malice long ago, and Snape still mocks him in class and deducts points at random.

And this is much better than the previous three years, and he has gradually learned how to deal with Snape. He understood more and more things, and Snape could only make things difficult for him.

Except for class, he spends more time with Ron, Hermione, and the mutual aid agency. There, George is sitting there, and the students are more honest than in class.

At this special time, Mutual Aid is like a paradise at Hogwarts. Everyone seems polite, at least on the surface.

Harry was tutoring several classmates Defence Against the Dark Arts. Although a Hufflepuff student had great dissatisfaction in his eyes, he could only listen honestly when Harry spoke. He squeezed a smile on his face obediently, and looked attentively listening.

Most of the time, George would sit in a chair next to the bookshelf and read books, occasionally correcting some of the problems they pointed out.

"Defense to the Dark Arts, as the name suggests, can be known. This is a technique against black magic and against black magic. When we learn Defense Against the Dark Arts, we must also understand what black magic is. Only in this way can we understand, What is defense against black magic, and how to defend against black magic."

Based on his own understanding, Harry converted the Defence Against the Dark Arts he understood into a language that the opponent could understand.

This kind of process is a test of a person's abilities. The more a person has a deep understanding of the concept, the more profound the simpler it is, the more vividly answering the other's confusion in a language that the other party can understand.

Harry looked at the student’s eyes and said solemnly, “Black magic is a magic that damages people’s weaknesses. The lethal power of black magic is amazing. Every black magic is an attack specifically aimed at people’s weaknesses. People are very Fragile, one cannot rely on it to fight black magic."

"Understanding this, you should understand that the defense against dark magic is never purely defensive, to support. These attacks against weakness cannot rely on the body to fight. You can only choose to avoid it, you can only choose Crack."

"Unlike all other courses, the Dark Wizard will not give you a stable spellcasting session, nor will it give you any rules."

"You can't use anything you learn in class against the dark magic. If you can, I suggest you go to the duel club and take part in some duels. Only physical combat can give you a general understanding of the real content of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. ."

On the other hand, Neville, under the guidance of Hermione, has become more and more skilled in making potions during this time. His level of potion production is improving at an astonishing speed.

"Yes, that's it, I said earlier, Neville, you are very talented." Hermione watched with admiration as Neville threw the materials on the table into the cauldron. This was in Snape. A scene completely invisible in the classroom.

George walked behind Neville and observed Neville's movements.

At this time, Neville was not clumsy and dull at all. He had no distractions, his eyes focused, and neither Hermione's praise nor George's observation caught his attention at all. He devoted himself to the making of the potion.

He calmly and dexterously added the medicinal materials on the table into the cauldron, and the long spoon in his hand gently stirred the potion in the cauldron at a fixed frequency, and all the sounds did not interfere with him.

In the end, the other members of the mutual aid agency were attracted, and they surrounded Neville. Watching him make a very difficult antidote with the concentration and calmness that he would never have in the past.

Finally, Neville clamped the crucible with tongs and poured the medicine in the crucible into a transparent glass bottle. It was only when he exposed the glass bottle to the sun that he was surrounded by everyone.

He hugged the glass bottle tightly in his arms and stammered and asked, "What happened...thing?"

He asked scaredly, "Did I make a mistake again...I'm sorry...I didn't mean it", he apologized at a loss His eyes turned red.

"You did nothing wrong, you did a great job." George took the lead and applauded.

Other people in the mutual aid agency also applauded enthusiastically.

Neville had no idea what was going on, he had a surprised expression on his face, and he didn't understand what was going on.

Hermione helped him put the potion on the table and said, "You did nothing wrong. Your technique and focus on making potions are so perfect that everyone is shocked. You are very talented. You just haven't put him Unearth it."

"Yes...Yes..." Neville was dumbfounded, speechless.

The evaluation of talent has always been insulated from him. His greatest wish in this life is to not drag everyone down.

It was precisely because of this wish that he could persevere in the teacher's contempt and reprimand, no matter how hard and how difficult, he persevered, just so as not to hold back his friends.

(To be continued.)