Chapter 671: The Dementor in the Headmaster’s Office
"This is unexpected."
After the last lesson of the morning, students gathered in the corridor, chatting animatedly about the class.
"I never knew there was so much to pay attention to in a simple Human Transfiguration Spell," one said, shaking their head in disbelief.
"Yeah, that Assistant Professor Tonks is really something. I bet I could've changed my appearance before the end of the lesson!"
"Don't brag—you only managed to make your head bigger..."
Their laughter echoed through the hall as they made their way to the Great Hall. The buzz of excitement made it clear they were thoroughly intrigued by the new Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Unfortunately, the excitement was bittersweet; there were only two lessons a week. The rest of the time, they were stuck dealing with Umbridge.
When they reached the Great Hall, a few early arrivals were already there. Spotting them, others eagerly called out, "What's the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor like? They're not going to make us read the whole time, are they?"
"Of course not!" the sixth-years exclaimed, diving into an enthusiastic recounting of their class. Their animated descriptions soon drew a crowd, all eager to listen.
"Changing your appearance..." Ron mused, a thoughtful expression spreading across his face. "Harry, if we could learn this trick, imagine—couldn't we give Malfoy a good beating? Just turn into Crabbe and Goyle, and no one would suspect a thing!"
Harry's eyes lit up at the idea. It had always been a dream of his to deal with Malfoy without getting caught.