Chapter 380: If You're Serious, You Lose

Before breakfast the next morning, Harry and Luo En craned their necks, wanting to find Zhang Qiu at the Ravenclaw table to ask about the new professor. However, until Professor McGonagall started handing out the schedules, they didn't find her, as if Zhang Qiu hadn't come to eat breakfast at all.

"This is the sixth year!" After getting the schedule, Luo En said happily, "Only Defense Against the Dark Arts in the morning, only Potions in the afternoon, great!"

"And the Potions class is not taught by Snape," he added again.

"Simply couldn't be better!" Luo En concluded, then looked around. Most sixth-year students were like them, eating breakfast slowly, only Hermione walked out of the Great Hall in a hurry with a slice of bread in her mouth.

"I'm still quite looking forward to Defense Against the Dark Arts," Neville said suddenly. "We change a professor every year, which actually means we can learn different things every year."

"And, because the teaching time is only one year, every professor is trying hard to teach us what they think is most important," Neville looked at the empty staff table. "I'm curious how an Oriental Auror views defense."

Harry had a subtle premonition. He felt that this Professor Su Ge Mi was very likely to teach everyone close-quarters combat. Because as Zhang Qiu said, the next era would be the era of Kamen Riders.

An hour later, when they left the sun-drenched common room and arrived at the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, they saw Hermione holding a huge pile of books.

"Don't work too hard," Harry said kindly to her.

"Sometimes people have to push themselves," Hermione responded politely.

They sat apart in different seats. Luo En and Neville were silent in unison, their loose gazes lingering at the door. Less than a minute before class, the Oriental man wearing British wizard robes walked in unhurriedly and closed the door on his way.

"We often say, when in Rome, do as the Romans do," he wrote a string of letters on the blackboard. "Headmaster Snape took a transliterated name for me. I think it's quite good. From now on, you can call me Professor Su Ge Mi directly."

"I heard that your class often changes teachers?" Su Ge Mi turned around. "If so, I'm afraid I can't use conventional teaching methods to teach you."

"It's already the sixth year. For those of you participating in the advanced class, I'm afraid the time we spend together won't be very long. It mainly depends on everyone practicing on their own. Of course, I believe everyone's self-study ability must be very strong."

What he said was indeed correct, Harry nodded secretly. Most people were trained on their own in the Dueling Club and Dumbledore's Army.

"Let's talk about this year's main content, mainly non-verbal spells and wandless magic," he turned around. "I think you all have had that period of time, right? When you first learned spells in the first year, you commanded your homework to fly into your hands clearly and roundly..."

"And now," the professor waved his wand gently, and a book immediately flew into his hand, "you are already used to this way, but have you ever thought that we can even..."

He snapped his fingers, and the book flew back to the podium.

"Then, who will tell me, what are the benefits of non-verbal spells?"

Hermione raised her hand high, and the professor signaled her to speak.

"The opponent doesn't know what magic you intend to cast," Hermione said, "which allows you to have a momentary advantage."

"Hmm, anything else?"

Hermione stood there awkwardly, then she racked her brains and tried to say: "Uh, also, I think non-verbal spells are a high-level technique that can deter your opponent?"

"You only guessed a very small part, Miss," Su Ge Mi looked at her with a regretful look. "More importantly, don't you think it's very cool?"

Hermione's eyes widened, looking at him with an expression of disbelief.

"Well, if you're serious, you lose," the professor smiled and let her sit down. "She said it very correctly, Gryffindor plus one point."

"Indeed," Luo En whispered. "Snapping fingers, and then the enemy flying backward, etc., too cool."

Harry didn't pick up the conversation. He noticed that this professor didn't mention anything related to Knights at all. He was now doubting his hypothesis.

"Now you divide into pairs, one tries to cast a curse on the other, but you are not allowed to speak out loud; the other tries to repel that curse, also not allowed to speak out loud. Start."

Harry and Luo En stood face to face. Before starting, he glanced at the podium again. The new Professor Su Ge Mi was sitting loosely, with both feet high on the table, looking at everyone with a casual gaze.

Harry, who had a bit of a burden on his mind, lost to Luo En repeatedly, but when Luo En asked, Harry just shook his head with a wry smile.

"Maybe I thought wrong, just some unnecessary wild thoughts," Harry explained perfunctorily. "I'll just ask Zhang Qiu."

Luo En gave him a weird look, and in the end, he didn't say anything.

At noon, they finally saw Zhang Qiu—she had two thick eye bags at this time, and the whole person looked extremely haggard.

"I started looking last night, sigh, don't mention it, my Junior Master put his up—" she coughed heavily, "things I've seen before are also inside. I did look for a while, how to use the newly made Knight System, finally found a little bit."

"What do you mean?" Luo En didn't quite understand, and at the same time, he looked at the busy corridor vigilantly.

"His memory is out of order, and I can't jump around, so I can only start from the beginning and fast-forward as much as possible," she said while walking toward a more remote place. "I watched all night yesterday and didn't go to bed until six in the morning... This feeling is too uncomfortable, fortunately there is no class in the morning."

"You are too desperate, there's no need to be so anxious," Harry didn't know what to say.

"Roughly speaking, the belt is just an auxiliary, the most important thing is the bottle in your hand," after confirming that there was no one around, Zhang Qiu immediately began to explain. "The energy bottle is an important medium for materializing your magic power, and it also determines your ability and image after transformation."

"For example, a common combination is the Rabbit bottle plus the Tank bottle. After using this combination to transform, you can get very good armor strength and mobility, especially jumping ability," Zhang Qiu continued. "But this combination is obviously not suitable for you, Luo En, because you don't know what a tank is at all."

"I know, the French use this word to insult girls who are too fat," Luo En said dully.

Zhang Qiu rolled her eyes, then pointed to Luo En's pocket. "The fit between the elements in the bottle and the transformer is very important. This determines whether you can successfully upgrade the energy bottle to a Fullbottle, obtain a form that belongs exclusively to you, and then fully exert the power of the Knight System."

"But how does Luo En know what he is compatible with?" Harry asked.

"So my Junior Master gave him two white empty bottles, and he can extract the corresponding elements himself," Zhang Qiu rubbed her temples. "To some extent, what you choose yourself is always 100% compatible."

"How should I choose?" Luo En was stumped by this question.

"Usually, it's to choose a more common thing, plus a powerful thing. Both should have some special meaning to you. They will serve as the basis for evoking your emotions and magical power, and it's best if they can reflect your strengths."

"This is too broad," Luo En fell into entanglement all of a sudden.

"You can think about it slowly, I'm going back to make up for sleep," Zhang Qiu rubbed her cheeks and walked slowly upstairs.

"But you haven't said how to extract it yet," Harry reminded her.

"Just turn the bottle mouth slightly to the left, and then aim it at the thing you want to extract," she said without looking back.

Luo En looked at Harry, his eyes full of confusion. "How should I choose?"

"I think we need to think carefully about this matter, make full preparations, or need to wait for a suitable opportunity, consider all problems carefully, and listen to Zhang Qiu's suggestions more when necessary," Harry looked at his watch. "Let's go back to the dormitory now, and then prepare to go to Potions class."

Luo En nodded deeply in agreement. Although he was looking forward to experiencing the power of the Knight System, he also understood the truth that being anxious is easy to make mistakes.

When they followed the familiar path to the underground classroom and were about to greet Neville who was standing in the corridor, they happened to see Hermione running over in a hurry.

Luo En and Neville moved their gazes away in unison, and then they looked at each other.

"Oh right, Neville," Luo En buried his head in his schoolbag, "Did you leave your textbook on the table?"

"No, I have it with me," Neville also buried his head in his schoolbag.

"But I really have two Potions textbooks here," Luo En held up the two books in his hand.

"But I really have it with me," Neville held up the book in his hand.

"Eh?" Harry saw a familiar cover in his own schoolbag. "Mine is also here?"

A slender hand suddenly reached over and snatched the Potions textbook from Luo En's left hand.

"Oh, what a coincidence, lend it to me," Hermione said. "I just realized I left my Potions textbook in the Arithmancy classroom."

The three boys looked at her in unison.

"Aren't you going in?" She pointed to the half-open classroom door and Slughorn inside with a smile. "Thanks, Luo En."

"I don't understand, buddy," Luo En was a bit absent-minded in Potions class. "What exactly is she thinking?"

"I think, think from another angle," Harry speculated. "After putting aside Ailina, you might be her best friend."

"But the Potions textbook thing, she is obviously looking for something to say," Luo En's expression began to become weird. "What does she want to do by getting so close? Could it be..."

"As for this, I think that sentence is very correct," Harry nodded. "If you're serious, you lose." ===== CHAPTER 381 =====