Legend of Hogwarts (Harry Potter x League of Legends)

Every Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts came with their own textbooks and unique teaching methods, and hardly anyone dared question them. The only person who had once challenged the status quo, the bold Umbridge, later regretted her entire life’s decisions, while rotting in prison after the war.

It’s worth mentioning that even in the irrational world of magic, there was no shortage of people who thought they could beat the infamous curse left by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Thanks to their misguided optimism, Dumbledore always had a fresh crop of one-year-only Defense Against the Dark Arts Professors. In fact, we might as well call this phenomenon: Why Are There So Few Foreign Wizards: A Hogwarts Case Study.

While Allen did feel a kind of deep respect, and an almost uncontrollable urge to send flowers, to the courageous professor standing before them, that didn’t stop him from flipping open the textbook titled Common Self-Defense Spells.

Sure, all the previous professors had fallen flat on their faces eventually, but one had to admit: they each brought something unique to the table.

Even the fraud Gilderoy Lockhart had his iconic Obliviate charm, which could wipe minds clean. That old bat Umbridge was disturbingly good at curses, the kind you could feel just by reading one of her twisted little parchment punishments...

Then there were the truly skilled: Snape and Lupin needed no explanation. Barty Crouch Jr., posing as Moody, was excellent at his craft. Amicus Carrow, who took over in Harry’s seventh year, was a Death Eater handpicked by Voldemort himself. And of course, Quirrell, who should probably be referred to as Professor Quirrell and Voldemort, Co-Professors.

Interestingly, of those seven brave fools, only two survived: the slightly unhinged Lockhart, and the far less fortunate Umbridge, who, after the Dementors were removed, found herself guarded by wizards. Given how she had once treated Muggle-borns, it was easy to imagine the sort of ”justice” she’d now be facing...

Back to the present, when the professor instructed the students to take out their wands, the room was practically buzzing with excitement.

Compared to adding fertilizer to magical plants, brewing bubbling cauldrons of potion-soup, or making feathers float and matches twist into shapes, spells that could actually attack or defend were infinitely more exciting.

And in this regard, the towering professor didn’t disappoint. The first spell he taught was an offensive one: the Impediment Jinx.

After a detailed explanation of the spell’s incantation and wand movement, the professor raised his booming, contagious voice:

”As we all know, danger can strike at any moment! What matters most is your reflexes!”

”Now then, please welcome our adorable classroom assistants, the Big-Eared Fruit Bats!”

With a dramatic flourish, he whipped the red velvet cloth off the cage, revealing a cluster of restless creatures, silver-white bats, nearly half the size of their own bodies, with long tufts of silky hair around their ears that made them look like flying stuffed animals.

”Ho ho! Agile little fellows, aren’t they? Your task is to catch one. You’ll work in teams of four, hitting them with spells will be quite the challenge. But if you manage to physically swat one down, I’ll still count it as a pass.”

”Oh, and I forgot to mention, although these cuties won’t attack humans, I did feed them lots of fresh fruit beforehand... which might cause a few little side effects.”

”Well then, have fun!”

Without even introducing himself, the professor opened the cage and casually strode toward the door to prevent any rogue bats from escaping. He even conjured a shimmering silver light barrier across the entrance, though Allen figured this man could probably block the door just by standing in front of it.

As the bats took flight in a flurry of wings, Allen immediately cast the Impediment Jinx. Unlike the other first-years, he wasn’t starting from scratch. His magical reserves were far greater than theirs, and thanks to his system, he had both knowledge and experience beyond his age.

However, much to his surprise, his target remained airborne, completely unbothered. His spell hadn’t even grazed a single tuft of fur.

”Nice spellwork, five points to Hufflepuff!” the professor called out cheerfully. ”But as you can see, a spell that doesn’t hit is as good as no spell at all. Keep at it, lad!”

He stood at the door watching them with amusement, though even leaning casually, his large frame blocked two-thirds of the doorway. Dashing and graceful? Not quite.

As Allen continued practicing his aim, a few other students finally managed to cast successful spells, earning four, three, two, and one point respectively.

Eventually, Allen spotted a slower bat that had already been targeted a few times. Predicting its path with precision, he cast the spell, this time, a direct hit.

The little bat didn’t crash to the ground, though. Instead, it was gently caught mid-air by the professor’s spell and floated back into the cage, still unconscious.

”Perfect! That was a delightful demonstration. Ten points to Hufflepuff!” The professor beamed. Allen was then asked to step outside the room.

Curiously, neither the Weasley twins nor Allen’s dorm mates wanted to share the glory, they insisted on catching the bats on their own.

They would soon regret that decision.

Because just minutes after Allen left, the well-fed bats began their next great mission in the bat lifecycle, just behind mating and feeding: pooping.

Watching from outside, Allen winced in sympathy. Clearly, the professor had downplayed the aftermath. The classroom quickly turned into a flurry of wings... and something else airborne as well.

Maybe upper-year students knew spells to block that kind of ”attack,” but for these first-years?

Heh. Good luck, and may the house-elves clean swiftly.

Allen, however, had no regrets. Even if he hadn’t landed a direct hit, he could’ve used a wide-area lightning spell to stun them all. But that would’ve been too flashy and hard to explain, not to mention unhelpful for his long-term growth.

So now?

”Hehe... Come on, classmates, don’t give up!”

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