Harry Potter and the Old Ones Chapter 659

Time quickly advanced to the first black magic lesson after Christmas.

In the new term, Hogwarts put Tiera's dark magic class on Friday afternoon, so even if some of the classmates went crazy for Christmas and forgot to write Tiera's dark magic class homework, they could still take advantage of Tiera's dark magic class. Before the official start of the black magic class, I tried to make up for it in a hurry.

The black magic class is still the same as always in the abandoned girls' bathroom on the third floor. As early as the beginning of the semester, it was transformed and expanded by Tiera into a black magic classroom.

As always, the place was full of students coming to the class, but unlike the previous expectations and excitement, the students in this black magic class were more or less anxious.

Apparently, as Tiera had expected, many students went crazy for Christmas, and it wasn't until Christmas that they were told the class schedule for the semester that they suddenly remembered that they had a black magic class paper to submit. .

In particular, this assignment is to analyze Voldemort's mental process, and it also requires that it must be completely original. The most important thing is-

They don't even know what the eligibility criteria are--

"The paper doesn't need to be long, but it must be profound, it must come from the heart, and it must be deeply analyzed."

What is profound? What is from the heart? What is in-depth analysis?

Those little wizards who have taken lessons in the Muggle world are not bad, they have at least learned the most basic grammar and logical thinking mode, and they have a little bit of "Analysis of the mental journey of a cold-blooded and ruthless Dark Lord". ideas.

And those children from wizard families who have not even studied grammar and logical thinking ability in elementary school, and have only been in school for a year or two, are miserable. Panic", and other words to pile up the analysis of Voldemort.

To have an adjective like "Shadow of Death" or "Mist of Despair" is quite a literary feat.

"Okay, classmates." Tiera said with a smile, "Please submit your homework."

Hearing Tiera's words, most of the classmates, if they heard the death sentence, took out one or two thin papers from their schoolbags with a bleak expression.

Of course, some people, like Hermione, confidently took out a dozen or so pages from their schoolbags, and slapped the neatly bound papers on the table viciously.

Seeing that Tiera's head was buzzing a bit.

I think his master's thesis did not have this thickness.

He remembered that his request included the phrase "the paper is not required to be long."

I'm just afraid of a situation like Hermione's.

As everyone put the papers on the table, Tiera waved her hand, and a breeze passed by. The papers on everyone's table, no matter how thick or thin, were like feathers. They were blown up and flew to Tiera. Pull on the teaching table behind you.

After all the homework was collected, Tiera closed her eyes halfway, stretched out a white finger, and stroked the homework on the podium lightly.

The more than 300 students in the class looked at Tiera nervously.

The entire classroom instantly became silent, and there was no sound, and even the sound of "唦唦" that Tiera's fingers brushed across each assignment seemed to be clearly audible.

Finally, in this silent atmosphere, Tiera slowly walked around his desk, and after finishing each homework, he slowly opened his eyes, and the expression on his face reappeared. The old **** is smiling.

"I've roughly read the homework this time." Tiera said with a smile.

"Ten points for Gryffindor," Tiera said, "for Miss Hermione Granger's homework, thirty-five pages long, very well written, very detailed, and you can see it in her complete format. She came out very serious about this assignment, which also reflects her rigorous and meticulous attitude towards black magic, which is the attitude we need most in the process of learning black magic. I hope everyone can talk to Hermione Granger more. Miss Jie study."

"Yeah!" Hermione shouted excitedly and softly from the audience when Tiera praised her, and then hammered Harry's arm to express her joy.

Tiera took out Hermione's paper and turned it over to all the students, showing the contents of Hermione's paper.

"When you have the opportunity to study at New Miskatonic University in the future, you will take a course called "Writing and Specification of Magical Essays." When you graduate, you should write a dissertation of this thickness, which requires title, author, table of contents, abstract, keywords, main text, references and appendices, etc..."

"As for some of the classmates' papers..." Tiera waved her hand and randomly selected dozens of single papers.

"Although I said that you don't need to write too much, I didn't say that your paper can be as short as a few sentences or even a few words." Tiera said, flipping through the thin papers.

"Tom Riddle...or Voldemort...is worth a lot more than just a few words." Tiera said with a helpless sigh, before leaning back from the desk. Shang stood up and straightened his wizard robe a little.

"But it's not your fault." Tiera smiled and paced the classroom, using the most time-consuming and most Muggle way to distribute the few thin papers in her hand back to their respective creations in the hands of the person.

"When he started school, he was a quiet boy in a second-hand robe, waiting in line with other first-year students for sorting. As soon as the sorting hat touched his head he was sorted into Slytherin. How long has he been Only to know that the founder of his academy can also talk to the snake, we don't know - maybe that night, this fact made him more excited and made him more important to himself." Tiera said as he walked, " However, there is no evidence that he ever used his Parseltongue to frighten his classmates in the common room...he didn't show any obvious arrogance and aggression at all...as a talented An easy-going, good-looking orphan, he has received a lot of attention and sympathy from the staff since he entered the school... He looks polite, quiet, hungry for knowledge, and is impressed by almost everyone. …”

"Gradually, he turned his attention to the school, and he found a group of loyal friends for himself...I think it was for the better convenience of the next semester, although I had hinted, Riddle still No doubt about his influence on them... this group has an evil charm in the castle, they are a mix of all kinds of people, a mixture of the weak seeking protection and the strong seeking glory. In other words, they were the predecessors of the Death Eaters, and some of them did become Death Eaters after leaving school."

"They were held firmly in Riddle's hands, never to miss out on doing anything in public, despite countless nasty things that seemed to have nothing to do with them during their seven years at Hogwarts. Minor accidents ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the most serious of which - of course - was the opening of the Chamber of Secrets, resulting in the death of a girl and the innocent punishment of our gamekeeper Hagrid."

When this sentence was finished, Tiera just finished distributing the last paper, and then stood there, holding the table with both hands, looking down at the student.

"Then, Mr. Berenick Cornell." Tiera called his name.

"Yes... yes... sir." The thirteen-year-old boy named Berenick Cornell stood up nervously.

"So does Voldemort's behavior remind you of anything?" Tiera asked.

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