Hogwarts, where the stars shine

This is a low, narrow basement, with walls and ceilings made of rough stone. Round green-lit lamps are hung from the ceiling by chains.

Although a fire crackled beneath the beautifully carved mantel, the basement remained cold and dank.

A medieval tapestry hangs on one of the rough walls, depicting famous Slytherin adventures of the time.

Prefect Gascoigne didn't say much nonsense. He guided the girls through one door to their dormitories, and then took the boys through another door.

Only then did the freshmen notice that the common room extended to the bottom of the lake. There were sparkling waves above their heads, water creatures swimming outside the windows, and the sound of waves hitting the glass could be heard in their ears.

Walking all the way, Mesa also found his dormitory: three beds with four pillars, hanging green silk curtains, covered with silver embroidered sheets, and a silver lantern hanging from the ceiling, emitting green light. .

Mesa's roommates were Lucian Bol and Perikin Derek, two muscular guys.As for their brains, Mesa didn't know. He could only hope that these two people were not stupid, otherwise the relationship between the three would be very unpleasant.

The suitcase had already been delivered. Mesa opened it, changed into pajamas and fell on the bed.

Bol and Derek were very interested. They continued the conversation at the dinner and talked about each other's families.The two seemed hesitant while chatting, as if they wanted to talk to Mesa and ask some questions they wanted to know, but they didn't know how to speak.

Seeing this, Mesa directly pulled the quilt and whispered good night to the two of them.

He was now tired and sleepy, and had no idea of ​​discussing bloodlines with his two roommates.

With the ASMR-like surge outside the window, Mesa fell into a deep sleep.Without the rude desk clock or the naughty sunshine, Mesa managed to sleep until she woke up naturally.

When he woke up, his two roommates, Bol and Derek, were still fast asleep.Outside the window was the dark bottom of the lake, with an occasional fish or two. Suddenly, there was an illusion that the sky was not bright yet in Mesa and he could sleep for a while longer.

Fortunately, Mesa realized this was a delusion and overcame the urge.

After getting out of bed and changing into a black school robe with a brand name, Mesa walked out of the dim dormitory.

The road to the auditorium was not smooth, and Mesa fully felt the castle's unfriendly attitude towards new students.Even if the corridor is like a maze, the stairs under your feet will move, sending people in completely opposite directions.

It is said that there are a total of 140 staircases in Hogwarts.In addition to the stairs leading to different places, there are also stairs where the steps will suddenly disappear, causing people to get stuck in them or fall down.

Although I knew in my heart that this was the magic and magnificence of magic, it still gave people the feeling that the castle had come alive.

Perhaps as the Hogwarts motto suggests: Leave the sleeping dragon alone.

The first class of the new semester was Defense Against the Dark Arts. When Mesa arrived at the classroom on the fourth floor of the castle, there were only two or three students in the spacious room.

For first-year students, it is not easy to avoid being late for the first class.

Steele Martin was sitting in the chair next to the podium, his expression was as usual, it seemed that he did not have the habit of getting up early to drink.

As the class time approaches, new students arrive in the classroom one after another. Of course, being late is inevitable.Whether it's the route to the classroom or those magic stairs, they are all tests for new students.

"I think you already know my name." Steele Martin walked to the podium and took out the roster. "But I don't know your names yet, so I'll call them first."

Immediately, Professor Martin began to call names.

Every time he called a student's name, he would observe it carefully so that he could remember the student's appearance before he asked the student to sit down.

Putting the roll call sheet back on the podium table, Professor Martin started today's class.

The lecturer is a newly appointed professor, and the person sitting below is a new student. This is a completely new combination.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts, as the name suggests," Steele Martin said, "We have to learn how to defend against dark magic and those dark creatures that are bloodthirsty and cruel."

Steele Martin left the podium and walked slowly along the aisle between the two rows of desks.He continued: "So, who can tell me, what is black magic?"

"If no one takes the initiative to raise their hand to answer, then I will call your name!"

Mesa frowned when he heard this sentence. This was the last sentence he wanted to hear when he was in school in his previous life.The second step is to answer questions in order of seating, especially when you skip a question halfway.

Looking at the freshmen who were like quails in the classroom, Steele Martin smiled and directly started to call the name: "Lilia Shafiq."

"Black magic will exert specific magical effects on the target, and the effects it brings are mainly negative, including pain and even death." Lilia replied, "To a certain extent, jinxes, poison spells, and curses can be Considered a black curse, or black magic."

It looked like Steele Martin was satisfied with the answer as he said: "Very well, your answer is as good as you are, Miss Shafiq. But I'm sorry that I can't give you points for your academy. I hope you can do it next time." You can answer my questions proactively.”

A jinx is the least negative, annoying but interesting, such as a knockback curse; a poison curse is a medium negative, and can cause greater harm, such as the bat spirit curse; a curse is the most negative, causing intense or even irreversible pain or Harm, such as the Unforgivable Curse.

Steele Martin returned to the podium and continued: "Although jinxes and poison curses are also considered dark curses, they can be lifted by counter-curses, and the boundaries are very flexible. The Ministry of Magic will not do it because of you. Casting a barrier spell will throw you into Azkaban. Of course, if you throw the barrier spell in Millicent Barnold's face, it's a different story."

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom. Students from wizarding families certainly knew who Millicent Barnold was. She was the current Minister of Magic.If you dare to attack the Minister of Magic, Azkaban will naturally call you, and may even send out terrifying dementors.

"Curse is the most evil form of black magic. It may control your mind, or cause you unbearable pain, or death." Steele Martin gushed, "I don't Love this thing because I’m under a curse.”

Having said this, Martin paused, and when he saw the horrified expressions on the faces of the students in the classroom, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, I am suffering from the curse of the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, which is that no one can teach for more than a year."

The students in the classroom all breathed a sigh of relief. Except for the students from the Muggle world, everyone had more or less heard about the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts position.

The more people hear about the curse, the less scary it becomes. Since they are not in this position anyway, there is no need to worry about the negative effects of the curse coming to them.

"Professor Martin, do you have any solution?" a student asked.

Following this question, everyone in the classroom looked at Steele Martin, wanting to hear what the professor had to say.

The curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts position spread throughout the streets, and for many years no one was able to overcome it and continue his teaching career.

"Thank you for your concern. I don't have any way to deal with it." Martin said with a smile. He didn't seem to take the evil curse to heart. "Someone once told me: If you don't push yourself once, you will never know your limit. where."

"So, I accepted Professor Dumbledore's invitation. I want to see where my limits are through this curse that is difficult to lift."

With that said, Steele Martin turned his eyes to Mesa. He said this not only to himself, but also to Mesa.