Chapter 380: If you take it seriously, you lose

Before breakfast the next morning, Harry and Ron 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 class schedules, they didn't find her, as if Zhang Qiu hadn't come to eat breakfast at all.

"This is the sixth grade!" After getting the schedule, Ron said happily, "Only Defense Against the Dark Arts in the morning, only Potions in the afternoon, it's great!"

"And it's not Snape teaching Potions." He added again.

"It couldn't be better!" Ron concluded, then looked around. Most sixth-grade students were eating breakfast slowly just like them, only Hermione was walking out of the Great Hall hurriedly with a slice of bread in her mouth.

"I'm still quite looking forward to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Neville suddenly said, "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 very curious how an Oriental Auror views defense arts."

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

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 to her kindly.

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

They sat separately in different seats. Ron 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 behind him.

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

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

"Now that you are in the sixth grade and participating in the advanced class, I'm afraid our time 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 practiced 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 such a time, right? When you just learned spells in the first grade, you commanded your homework to fly into your hands clearly and loudly..."

"And now," the professor waved his wand lightly, and a book flew into his hand immediately, "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.

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

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

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

"Hmm, anything else?"

Hermione stood in place, feeling a bit awkward. Then she racked her brains and tried to say: "Uh, also, I think non-verbal spells are a very high-level technique, can it deter your opponent?"

"You only hit a very small part, Miss," Sugemi looked at her with a regretful gaze, "More importantly, don't you think it's very cool?"

Hermione widened her eyes and looked at him with an expression of disbelief.

"Well, if you take it seriously, you lose," the professor smiled and let her sit down, "She said it very correctly, Gryffindor gets one point."

"Indeed." Ron whispered, "Snapping fingers, and then the enemy flies backward, it's 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 own hypothesis.

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

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

Harry, who had something on his mind, lost to Ron repeatedly, but when Ron 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 find Zhang Qiu and ask."

Ron looked at him sideways with a strange gaze, and in the end, he didn't say anything either.

At noon, they finally saw Zhang Qiu—she had two thick dark circles under her eyes at this time, and she looked extremely haggard.

"I started looking last night, sigh, don't mention it, my Uncle put his—" she coughed heavily, "what I saw last time is also inside. I did look for a while, and I finally found a little bit about how to use the newly made Knight System."

"What do you mean?" Ron didn't quite understand, and at the same time, he looked at the busy aisle 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 are no classes 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 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 transforming using this combination, you can get very good armor strength and mobility, especially jumping ability." Zhang Qiu continued, "But this combination is obviously not suitable for you, Ron, 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." Ron said dully.

Zhang Qiu rolled her eyes, then pointed to Ron'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 Full Bottle, obtain a form that belongs exclusively to you, and then fully exert the power of the Knight System."

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

"So my Uncle 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?" Ron was stumped by this question.

"Usually, it's choosing something common, plus something powerful. Both should have some special significance to you. They will serve as the foundation for evoking your emotions and magical power, and it's best if they can reflect your strengths."

"This is too broad." Ron fell into entanglement all of a sudden.

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

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

"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.

Ron looked at Harry, his eyes full of confusion, "How should I choose?"

"I think we need to think deeply about this matter, make full preparations, or 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 first, and then prepare to go to Potions class."

Ron nodded in agreement. Although he was looking forward to experiencing the power of the Knight System, he also understood the truth that being anxious leads to mistakes.

When they followed the familiar road to the underground classroom and were about to say hello to Neville standing in the corridor, they happened to see Hermione running over in a hurry.

Ron and Neville looked away in unison, and then they locked eyes.

"Oh right, Neville," Ron 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." Ron held up the two books in his hand.

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

"Eh?" Harry saw the familiar cover in his own schoolbag, "Mine is here too?"

A slender hand suddenly reached over and snatched the Potions textbook from Ron'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 smiling inside, "Thanks, Ron."

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

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

"But the Potions textbook matter, she is obviously looking for something to say." Ron's expression began to become strange, "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 take it seriously, you lose." ===== CHAPTER 381 =====