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Chapter 396 Ethan has a special teaching method: What to do if a child doesn't want to learn cr
Chapter 396 Ethan has a special teaching method: What to do if a child doesn't want to learn craniotomy? Direct craniotomy
After Professor Norn finished speaking...
Even Professor Flitwick, who was always smiling, slammed his fist on the table in anger.
He looked like he wanted nothing more than to jump up and duel Professor Norn.
Not to mention Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, who were already known for their bad tempers.
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Harry rubbed his forehead, feeling a throbbing pain in his head.
Unlike the pain from a scar, this is a complete headache.
He's so stupid, really.
I knew that Ethan had special privileges from the Ministry of Magic, but I never expected that he would use his position as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to exercise those privileges!
Needless to say.
Even if Headmaster Dumbledore agrees, can he silence the other professors?
There must have been pressure from the Ministry of Magic.
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...Just a while ago, he seemed determined to take down Ethan as the next Dark Lord, but now he's become his most loyal supporter.
Harry clenched his fists, his face grim, and said fiercely, "This insane world is better burned down."
Ron, standing to the side: ?
Dude, why did you suddenly turn evil?
Is this your persona?
"Relax!"
Another good friend, the explosive prince Seamus Finnigan, put his arm around Harry's shoulder and said with a grin, "With Headmaster Dumbledore backing him up, what big trouble can happen?"
"Even if Professor Norn is incredibly talented, can he really become the university president?"
Harry gave him a gloomy look, thought for a moment, and his expression slowly improved: "You're right..."
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Ethan wasn't Dumbledore's savior.
No matter how crazy Dumbledore is, he would never actually hand over the headmaster's position to a student who hasn't even graduated yet.
That would truly be making history.
Harry's good mood lasted until the end of the dinner.
When Professor McGonagall came to tell him that Headmaster Dumbledore wanted to see him, Harry realized something.
"Knock knock".
Harry knocked on the door.
They saw the most powerful white wizard in the magical world, their white-haired old headmaster, standing in front of a peculiar basin, looking down.
And, Professor Ann Norn.
"I think we should add some big ingredients, or have you tried throwing in the all-purpose ingredient, the Black Wizard?"
Professor Norn said seriously.
Gazing at the shimmering water, he waved his wand, eager to try.
Dumbledore replied just as solemnly, "I think lemon Olaf and a pile of cockroaches are better."
Harry:
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What's going on?
Don't waste these seemingly precious magical items.
The former principals were almost in tears.
Harry felt that his吐槽 (tu cao, a form of witty remark or吐槽) skills had skyrocketed in the five years he had spent with Ethan.
"Oh, you've come, Mr. Potter."
Headmaster Dumbledore, as if only now noticing Harry, turned around with a smile.
The feigned seriousness on her face vanished, and she winked playfully at Harry.
"Make yourself at home, Mr. Potter. Tea, juice, or coffee?"
"Tea, thank you."
Harry muttered something.
I must say that Dumbledore's tolerant attitude eased my tension and dissatisfaction somewhat.
Harry turned his head and saw Professor Norn sitting very naturally in the headmaster's seat.
Harry:
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Headmaster Dumbledore:
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Ethan looked up, his expression a mixture of confusion and sincerity, and said, "Huh? Why are you all looking at me like that? Didn't you say 'sit anywhere'?"
When someone says "sit anywhere," it's a blatant attempt to seize power!
If that's the case, why don't you just sit on Dumbledore's head?!
Harry was internally screaming, but dared not utter it aloud.
I'm afraid Ethan might actually do that.
"cough."
Headmaster Dumbledore cleared his throat, steer the conversation back into the awkward atmosphere, "Mr. Potter, I heard from Sirius that you experienced the Ministry of Magic attack from a perspective similar to 'possession'?"
Upon hearing this...
Harry withdrew his gaze from Ethan, lowered his head, and nodded silently. "I...I don't know what's wrong with me...why did I see those things?"
Ethan: "Because you are Voldemort's soul."
Dumbledore: "Cough cough cough cough!!!"
Harry stared in horror at Dumbledore, who was suddenly coughing violently, a ridiculous thought flashing through his mind:
Dumbledore is getting old, won't he choke to death on his own saliva?
Just as Harry was debating whether or not to go up and pat his old headmaster on the back...
Then Dumbledore raised his head again, suddenly sighed, and said with emotion, "6..."
"...That's Voldemort's trick, Harry."
Dumbledore calmed his breathing, glanced at Professor Norn who was shrugging, and said to Harry, "He often invades other people's minds and drives them crazy."
The old headmaster suddenly sighed and said with deep emotion, "I must admit that I had considered distancing myself from you before, so as not to let Voldemort obtain information about the Order of the Phoenix by spying on your thoughts."
"At the same time, it's also for your safety."
"Distancing yourself from me..."
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Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise.
He couldn't imagine what it would be like if he himself were already in a state of confusion and bewilderment.
And they were deliberately ignored by the trusted Headmaster Dumbledore.
How much pain must one be in?
Harry frowned and said hoarsely, "...Thank goodness you didn't do that, Headmaster Dumbledore."
"Yes, I am very fortunate." Dumbledore smiled, raised his hand, and pointed to Professor Norn. "And it was Professor Norn who changed me."
Harry asked curiously, "Did Professor Norn dissuade you?"
Ethan... he's so thoughtful.
"No," Dumbledore said solemnly, "it was Professor Norn who made me realize that with him around, Voldemort had nothing to worry about."
After all, Professor Norn and Ethan are far more terrifying.
Gringotts, Azkaban.
In just six months, he accomplished a feat that Voldemort could never have done in his entire life!
Compared to the Fallen Demon, Ethan is probably a bit more "worried".
the other side.
Professor Norn puffed out his chest in triumph.
Harry's brow twitched as he watched.
"but."
Dumbledore suddenly changed the subject, his expression turning serious: "We must not allow Voldemort to continue invading your mind and interfering with your sanity."
"Mr. Potter, I remember Professor Norn taught you Occlumency, didn't he? It seems you still need to practice more."
Harry blushed.
Since Ethan was imprisoned in Azkaban, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class has not been held.
Furthermore, no one in the Enlightenment Lamp Society knows how to use mind control techniques, so they can't train each other.
He naturally put Occlumency out of his mind and devoted the rest of his time to endless Quidditch training.
Could it be that Professor Norn was referring to him alone...?
As Harry's unease grew, he heard Headmaster Dumbledore say, "Originally, we were thinking of having Professor Snape as your training mentor. However, since Professor Norn has volunteered for this challenging task..."
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"Then, Mr. Potter, from now on, your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher will give you individual lessons."
"I'll teach you Occlumency, so you'll be less influenced by Voldemort."
The words fell.
Harry's heart sank to the bottom.
He stared blankly as the man sitting in the principal's seat slowly stood up.
The light faded, leaving a trail of shadows.
"Tap, tap, tap."
She walked slowly forward, bowed slightly, and stared down at him with her terrifying, swirling face.
He said cheerfully, enunciating each word clearly, "From now on, please take good care of me, dear savior, Mr. Potter."
"I have a quick and effective method that I guarantee will turn all the bad things trying to invade your brain to ashes!"
Harry opened his mouth.
Finally, unable to resist, he grabbed Professor Norn's collar and shook him wildly!
He let out a scream from his very soul: "Are you trying to plant a bomb in my brain?! Norn—no, Ethan Vincent!!!"
The intruder is dead, and he's dead too, right?!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Rocking back and forth, Ethan tilted his head back and burst into joyful laughter.
Amid the chaos, Headmaster Dumbledore smiled and shook his head.
He watched this scene with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"Sure enough, teasing the savior is incredibly refreshing!"
Ethan thought to himself with a smile.
of course.
He was serious.
As a good professor who knows how to teach according to aptitude, since Harry resisted learning Occlumency and even thought that it was beneficial to share Voldemort's mindset,
For example, by chance, he saved Mr. Weasley.
Then let's just do craniotomy.
Why not just plant an "Occlumency" spell in Harry's mind?
As an innovative artist, Ethan believes he can do it.
"For the material... I'll use the newly acquired Mermaid Song."
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Ethan smiled.
Suddenly, I began to look forward to the next invasion, a fate that had merged with Voldemort's.
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