Professor Quirrell, who usually seemed timid at all times, to the entire Gryffindor, was just a timid rabbit that could be scared to death by a gust of wind.

I don't know what their brain circuits were thinking, but the little lions instantly felt that the eaglets, who had always looked down on them, were planning to join forces to deceive them, the Gryffindors.

They also took out what happened in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class one by one as evidence to refute the hawks' poor acting skills.

If we could go back in time to last week, Lacklaw would certainly agree with Gryffindor.

After all, the Defense Against the Dark Arts course at that time was not taught by Professor Tom Riddle.

But this week, since the substitute teacher came online, what he described has already conquered this group of eaglets who worship knowledge.

In order to restore the image of the professor and maintain the dignity of knowledge, the eaglets, led by Terry, launched a fearless charge against the little lion.

Unfortunately, the intelligence on both sides was really very different, and no one could convince the other.

After a certain eaglet even said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Slytherin." This war developed from a confrontation of public opinions to a class conflict.

After figuring out the ins and outs of the whole thing, Grete just felt dumbfounded.

But he did not intend to join this battle. After all, neither he nor Voldemort cared about Quirrell's reputation.

Even Quirrell himself may not care.

This war is an inevitable disaster for both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.

After all, both sides have different cognitions. The little lions have never seen Voldemort teach as a substitute, and the eaglets don't know that the person who is taking the class is already a substitute professor.

Therefore, the two sides can never reach a consensus in their arguments.

Unless dear Professor Tom Riddle is willing to open his heart to Gryffindor and give a vivid testimony.

But it's obviously impossible.

Not to mention the long-standing grudge between Gryffindor and the Slytherin he was born from.

Just talking about the savior Harry, Voldemort would not be able to come out and take over.

Although I won't participate, I can't just sit back and watch the Griffith War develop into a full-scale martial arts war.

Gretel had no choice but to avoid the most important and take the easy way out, and popularize the newly learned armor protection to the little lions? Change.

Anyway, in a few months, Dumbledore will close the net, and Quirrell will become history by then.

Like all Defense Against the Dark Arts professors who did not last until their second year, they disappeared into the memory of a student.

When Professor McGonagall came to the classroom, she saw a harmonious teaching scene.

Grete stood on the podium and taught seriously, while Little Eagle and Little Lion sat below and studied hard. From time to time, some people asked questions.

This harmonious and friendly scene made Professor McGonagall praise Gretel very much, and earned Ravenclaw valuable Academy Cup points.

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"Mr. Gretel, please come to the office with me. I need to ask you something."

Seeing that Gretel was captured by the professor again, Terry blended into the other eaglets without looking back.

After all, it has been a custom since the beginning of the school year for professors to stay in class with Grete.

It would even be strange if any professor didn't keep Gretel.

And after returning to the tower that day, a group of people with nothing to do would gather together to discuss whether Gretel had made a mistake at some point and finally fell out of favor with the professor.

Having been to so many professors' offices, Professor McGonagall's is Gretel's favorite.

The hot flames of the red-gold fireplace bring warmth, and the slightly hanging sun sends sunshine through the large carved windows.

On the six-foot-long solid wood square table, various documents are placed neatly on the edge.

An old-looking quill was inserted sideways into the inkwell.

"Come, drink some tea first." A bronze teapot jumped in front of Gretel, and the water glass that jumped up with it leaned forward and took a cup of warm black tea from the mouth of the pot for Gretel.

"Flitwick got angry with us, so I'll give this to you." Professor McGonagall took out a badge from the inside of the bookshelf and handed it to Gretel.

The lion, badger, snake and eagle turned out to be a school emblem. Gretel held the school emblem in his hand and cast a doubtful look.

"This is a specially made school emblem. Flitwick asked us to make it specially. It has the secret protection charm of goblins on it, as well as the perception charm of our four deans.

After wearing the school badge, as long as you do not leave the scope of Hogwarts' spell.

No matter what kind of black magic attacks you receive, you can survive for five minutes. Five minutes is enough for at least one professor to rush to your side."

Gretel was stunned for a moment, but Professor McGonagall didn't give him a chance to stir up emotion.

He just waved his hand and sent him out, "Remember, we can only sense the enchantment within the scope of Hogwarts. Don't sneak into Hogsmeade with those seniors."

After Gretel left, Professor McGonagall sat back at her desk, recalling Dumbledore's words in her mind.
Chapter completed!