Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 97: Continuing the Probing! The Brave Female Professor!

"Are you alright? Professor! Are you alright?!"

Ignoring the small commotion caused by the two new students, Dudley rushed to Professor Eckeris with a look of shame and urgency.

At the same time, he pointed.

The large red wooden club that struck the female professor's wizard hat instantly transformed into a thick rope, which then actively bound the faintly breathing dark creature in the distance—the red-hatted figure.

The crimson pointed wizard's hat that the female professor had knocked to the ground also flew into Dudley's hands.

Dudley handed the wizard's hat to the female professor, his eyes taking in the hair and head that were so close to him.

The hair is soft and has a natural fragrance; the roots are thick and evenly spaced, covering the entire head.

There was no sign of alopecia areata, let alone a strange face with a green skin, no nose, and red eyes.

"Professor, are you alright? I'm so sorry to have startled you!"

Dudley's expression remained unchanged, still conveying sincere apology, though the powerful magic circulating within his body had subsided slightly.

If anything had gone wrong just now, the Smetine cane that Dali had placed aside beforehand would have turned into a massive stone wall, blocking the space between the freshmen's seats and the podium.

At the same time, Dudley uses hard crowd control, and Harry launches a charge.

In an instant, he placed his hand on the back of the female professor's head, inflicting massive backlash damage on Voldemort's main soul.

This was the plan that Dudley had subtly hinted to Harry when he got up from his seat.

But now that everything is normal, this plan is naturally useless.

"I'm fine, Assistant Professor Dursley!"

Professor Eckeris took the wizard's hat from Dudley, tidied her hair, put the hat back on, and then rubbed her ears, which still felt buzzing. She was speechless.

But her long-cultivated social skills still allowed her to comfort Dudley with a smile, a gentle tone, and proper manners:

"It was just an accident, you don't need to blame yourself too much."

Upon hearing this, Dali's expression of guilt gradually turned into worry, and he sighed earnestly:

"Professor Erickles, this might not necessarily be an accident! Sigh—"

The female professor was stunned. What did that mean? Was it not an accident, or did you do it on purpose?

Professor Eckeris was puzzled and wondering what was going on when she saw Dudley shake his head and turn away.

With a puzzled look on her face, she removed the 'All-Protecting' barrier she had set up earlier, and watched as Dudley took back his cane and returned to his seat.

For the rest of the class, Professor Eckeris, preoccupied with her own concerns, comforted the new students from both colleges.

Let me tell you, without sufficient strength, don't try Dudley's simple and crude defensive methods.

Then, using the dying red hat that was tightly bound by ropes as a teaching aid, she managed to teach the students the special defensive spell to deal with the red hat before the red hat completely died.

After class, as expected, Professor Ecclesiastes stopped Dudley, who was about to leave the classroom, and asked him the question that had been bothering her:

"Dursley's teaching assistant, you said before that the incident that happened in the classroom was not an accident. What did you mean by that?"

Dudley looked around mysteriously, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to them, he whispered to the female professor:

"Professor, I don't know if you've heard a rumor, a rumor about the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts."

Eckeris was shocked: "What rumor? Although my ancestral home is England, I grew up in America and don't know much about the British magical world."

I only heard Headmaster Dumbledore mention this when I successfully applied for the job: that I should be cautious and pay attention to any unexpected situations. Could it be…?

"That's right!"

Dudley, closely observing the subtle expressions on the female professor's pretty face, continued, "The reason Dumbledore reminded you of this is because the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is subject to a very powerful curse."

A curse placed by the most terrifying Dark Lord—Voldemort!

Dudley, with a serious expression, told the female professor a semi-public secret, emphasizing the word 'Voldemort'.

"What? You mean... that mysterious man who ruled the British magical world for ten years... whose name can't even be mentioned?"

Professor Eckeris's face was filled with surprise.

Dudley could see through the micro-expressions on the female professor's face. Unlike other wizards in Britain, this female professor's reaction to the name Voldemort was mostly one of pure surprise, with significantly less fear and panic.

This is a normal reaction for a foreigner when they hear the name of a terrorist from another country.

Having not personally experienced that dark period, it's perfectly normal that they don't share the panic of the locals, relying only on hearsay.

This reaction also proves to some extent that Professor Erklis has never seen Voldemort and has never witnessed how terrifying Voldemort is.

"Could it be that I'm overthinking things?" This thought popped into Dali's mind again.

But he remained outwardly calm and continued to probe:

"That's him! Voldemort! This man is now just a remnant soul, but he is still not to be underestimated. He is like a demon lurking in the shadows, and even Dumbledore can't do anything about him."

As long as Voldemort lives, the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts position will remain, and Professor Ecclesia, your danger will continue!

Today it's a stick knocking your wizard's hat off, tomorrow it might be a troll punching your back!

Eckeris fell into a brief silence.

After a moment, she looked at Dudley and said solemnly, "Assistant Dursley, thank you for the reminder! But I will not be scared away by a phantom curse!"

This job was hard-won, and I can't give up halfway. I want to see if the mysterious man is as powerful as the rumors say, and whether his curse is unbreakable!

Dudley silently gave the brave female professor a thumbs up, nodded approvingly, and then prepared to take his leave.

After probing for most of the day, he still couldn't detect anything unusual about the female professor.

Although it was still too early to draw a conclusion, Dali's doubts about her had largely dissipated.

Seeing Dudley about to leave, Professor Ecclesia's face showed a hint of displeasure, and she called out to Dudley:

“Assistant Dursley, you misspoke in one of your words just now!”

A look of confusion crossed Dali's face.

Professor Eckeris was even more displeased. She raised her voice and said angrily, "I'm not old, and my back isn't an old back!"

After saying that, the female professor swayed her hips, deliberately showing off her figure, and then turned and left decisively.

Dali pursed his lips, somewhat speechless.

I admit you're somewhat attractive, but you're wearing a wizard's robe, not a bodysuit, so what's there to show off!

Aren't you afraid of straining your lumbar spine!

Dali shook his head and waved his hand to put the red hat that had been hung up in class into his personal space.

Since the professor didn't even want this little thing, the teaching assistant had no choice but to accept it.