Chapter 272

"By the way, what homework did he assign you?" Harry asked. "Or rather, what method did he recommend to Ravenclaw?"

"He said that dark wizards always feel that Ravenclaw students know something he doesn't know, and if that happens to be related to Dark Arts, it is easy to arouse the interest of dark wizards." Cho Chang shrugged. "He asked each of us to fictionalize a kind of Dark Art. You don't have to write out the incantation, but you must describe in detail the effects, the people who have used it in history, and the reasons why it was lost."

"He is teaching students to make up lies." Harry analyzed while touching his chin. "From a commonality point of view, it is like this..."

"Hi, Harry, I heard that Gryffindor's homework is to write an essay about you?" Two people walked over from the stairs, it was Cui Ge and Lu Na.

"Yeah." Harry nodded numbly, then asked curiously, "By the way, what homework did he assign to Slytherin?"

"Are you talking about Arnold?" Cui Ge said. "He asked us to memorize the major pure-blood families among the Death Eaters and write an essay arguing that we are a distant relative of one of them."

"Very easy to understand, and, this is also making up lies." Harry nodded, but then scratched his head again. "However, what is the point of this?"

"Does it have to have any point?" Lu Na asked. "Is it possible that he is indeed teaching everyone some methods so that we can safely avoid being attacked by Death Eaters?"

"You are right, perhaps he is just doing it out of interest, coming here to enrich his retirement life." Cho Chang said. "Let's go, let's go to the library to do homework."

"I'd better not go." Harry shook his head. "In case I get surrounded again when I get there, it would be terrible."

That night, Harry was in the dormitory and completed the Muggle Studies homework without any effort—just writing some empty words and slogans against the textbook, and then he started searching for content related to the Giant Wars in Cho Chang's notes and tried his best to remember them.

A little later, Luo En came back, and they started writing the essay bragging about Harry Potter together. In fact, just bragging about himself was fine, but Harry was worried that this essay might accidentally leak some things that were inconvenient for Arnold to know.

"That's about it, let's write it tomorrow." Luo En said with a yawn. "There are only two things Harry Potter has done that cannot be written into the essay: this cannot be written, and that cannot be written."

"Arnold is a very smart person. If he has bad intentions, he will definitely analyze our essays." Harry rubbed his aching temples. "It won't be easy to talk about then, something will definitely be leaked."

"Go to sleep first." Luo En yawned again and swept the parchment on the table into his bag. "The morning is smarter than the night."

Early the next morning, the weather was still gray, with a hint of drizzle. When Harry had breakfast, he took a look at *The Daily Prophet*. It spent three or four pages writing "Jim Hacker Rescues a Puppy That Wandered into Azkaban". Harry spent ten seconds confirming that the dog was not Sirius Black, and then immediately threw it aside.

"Didn't find anything helpful for writing the essay, huh?" Luo En said.

"Put that aside first, today's schedule is not to be underestimated." Harry looked at the schedule. "Two Charms classes followed by two Transfiguration classes, must keep spirits up."

Under the repeated training of Flitwick and McGonagall, they spent a very fulfilling morning and felt very tired. At noon, when Cho Chang came over to talk to him, Harry said helplessly: "Let's not talk about Arnold or Death Eaters for now, okay? I want to pass this OWL year first."

"You have to know, understanding their conspiracies and plans, and making targeted countermeasures, this is your responsibility." Cho Chang said seriously. "You need to lead the Order of the Phoenix."

"Harry is tired enough," Luo En chimed in, "or you can help us write the Moonstone essay."

"Moreover, how can someone who can't even pass the exam win everyone's conviction?" Harry rubbed his head and said, "We still have to write the Moonstone essay ourselves, Luo En, otherwise what if it's on the exam?"

"I'll find someone to help you write the essay bragging about Harry Potter." Cho Chang sighed. "You have to use your brain, think, Harry, analyze and think."

"Why don't you help me think about it by the way," Harry said, "you know no less than I do."

"There are too many uncertain things. Does the Ministry of Magic know about Yanayev's layout? If they know, how do they plan to respond?" Cho Chang started to analyze on her fingers. "If they don't know, then what are the series of actions so far doing?"

"Please pay attention." Harry gave her a cupped-fist salute, then pulled Luo En and left the corridor quickly. "We are going to write the Moonstone essay, we have to write it."

"I just want to say, you did the gesture backward." She muttered.

In the situation where someone came to visit from time to time, their essay was only written for less than four or five lines, and they found that the noon time had passed. They had to run to the wild to prepare for the Magical Creatures class. Facing a brand-new professor, Luo En prayed to Merlin more than once: "Hope his homework is less."

They came to Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Professor Bear Grylls was standing in front of the hut, with a magical creature sitting on the low table in front of him.

"Students, pay attention, this animal is called a Bowtruckle, and it generally lives on the branches of trees that can be used to make wands." He said in a very fast speed. "A Bowtruckle is a friendly, protected animal, but according to the basic principles of defense, if you are attacked by a Bowtruckle in the wild—this generally happens when you break branches or pick leaves at will, we know many people have this habit, then the Bowtruckle will attack you for the purpose of protecting the tree."

Some students nodded, while other students quietly threw the small branches they had just broken on the ground.

"In this case, the principle of emergency avoidance applies, and we can use spells to fight back. Of course, there is another situation, for example, if you are about to starve to death in the wild, and there are no other animals besides the Bowtruckle, you can attack it. A Bowtruckle is a magical creature that is not suitable for consumption, but it is not inedible. In general, you can directly break off one of its arms or a leg, chew it and swallow it, it won't be very hard to eat, the taste is similar to light-flavored hard oatmeal cookies, and there will be a fresh fragrance of leaves after chewing for a long time... cough cough, went too far."

Professor Grylls put the Bowtruckle on a nearby tree, and then said: "Next is the focus of this class. If you are forced to fight back against a Bowtruckle in the wild, then you must learn this very useful spell: the Stupefy spell."

"Now please take out your wands and learn the casting gesture of this spell with me..."

They spent most of the class practicing the Stupefy spell. When class was about to end, Grylls announced the homework for this class: write an essay describing how to deal with a Bowtruckle, not limited to the Stupefy spell, and not limited to counterattack scenarios.

On the way back, Harry could hear Goyle and Crabbe discussing the feasibility of burning the mountain, which made him couldn't help but laugh, but then he felt guilty because the joke was too cruel.

"First it was Muggle Studies, then it was Magical Creatures, we can learn defensive magic in any class, except for Defense Against the Dark Arts class." A voice came, and Harry noticed it was Hannah, who was walking beside Neville.

"But for the Stupefy spell, you have also practiced it many times in the Defense Association, right?" Neville said in a relaxed tone.

"Speaking of that, we are preparing to change the name." Hannah said. "D. A can also be said to be Deng Buliduo's Army, so it will have the same name as Harry's secret army."

"Is that so, then have you thought of any good names?" Neville asked.

"The students all worship Harry, the preliminary plan is to change it to 'Potter Salvation Army'." Hannah said in a light tone, and Harry's heart sank immediately.

"Let's just continue to call it the Defense Association." Neville retorted for Harry. "If anyone asks, you can say that Deng Buliduo's Army will select members from here."

"So will Harry really do that?" Hannah asked.

"As far as I know, there may not really be a Deng Buliduo's Army." Neville shook his head with a wry smile.

"Phew." Harry said quietly to Luo En. "I have to think of a way, seven or eight people came to talk to me in the library again today."

"What way do you plan to think of?" Luo En asked.

"I have to make them unable to recognize me." Harry said in a heavy tone. "I don't want to be surrounded by a group of people, listening to them discuss those great achievements I never did at all. I dare say if Voldemort wanted to use this trick to drive me crazy, he wouldn't be far from success."

"Relax, Harry, Voldemort is already gone." Luo En comforted.

"Stay vigilant!" Neville suddenly turned his head back. "The possibility of Voldemort making a comeback cannot be ruled out."

"Fine, then let's say it's that essay for Defense Against the Dark Arts, anyway, my days have been really bad these two days." Harry knew he should change the topic at this time.

"Indeed, the homework assigned by Arnold has affected your normal study life." Luo En nodded. "You should try to change your image, at least be different from those descriptions in the newspaper. In fact, I feel that most people may not really remember your face."

"For example, the lightning-shaped scar." Luo En said, and Harry immediately messed up his hair, covering the scar with his bangs.

"Wearing round-rimmed glasses." Harry cast a Transfiguration spell on the glasses, and it immediately turned into a square frame.

"The newspaper also said you are a thin and capable boy." Harry tapped his face with his wand. He knew the little trick of blowing people up, so now he could naturally make himself a little fatter.

"The boy may not be able to change..." Luo En looked him over. "But now it's very different from the original you."

"Hey, Harry!" Lu Na hopped out of the greenhouse for Herbology class and passed them.