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Here is chapter II, hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters and/or exicting Harry Potter scenes that were used in the story that came forth from J.K. Rowlings mind, I do however own the characters Prof. Mehtlik and Prof. Venuta

PS. Indeed I broke up the Dialogues

The magical ceiling in the great hall was as bad if not worse than the outside weather; dark grey clouds flew over the tables during breakfast.

"So much for a rise and shine" said Ron stuffing cereal in his mouth.

"Worst case would be if we had to spend our morning outside" Hermione shivered

"We start with DADA, speaking of it look! A third of our lessons is DADA".

They all gasped at their tables.

"Well at least we can't blame them if we lose from a Deatheater." Every one who was still gasping at his or her time table, and was able to hear Ron's remark, now gasped at him.

"Merlins slippers Ron don't say things like that besides we've shown the Deatheaters last year we're not to be trifled with!"

"Yeah thanks to the Felix Felicis potion that is." Ron muttered

"You shouldn't doubt your skills Ron!"

"Yeah sure whatever" And with that Ron left the table stuffing a jellydonut in his mouth along the way.

"What's got into him?" Ginny asked hopping over to Hermione

"No idea Ginny."

"Guess he has to get used to a Dumbledoreless Hogwarts, or maybe its just he got out on the wrong side of the bed."

"Hmm I know good potion for that last one, I'll bring it with me when I see you guys for lunch, Ill bring up the topic real subtle and than convince him to take the potion"

"Haha you do that Gin" Harry said while rising up to go to this years first lesson.

Everyone had settled in, Gryffindors on the right and Ravenclaws was sitting on the left this time instead of Slytherins. Harry sat at the end of the row waiting for Professor Mehtlik to arrive, there was an ambiance of excitement around the classroom. All sorts of gossip about the DADA teacher had travelled around the school. Worst was when some students were convinced that he was Snape who drank polyjuice potion and attained the job again under another name. Harry's thoughts were interrupted by a door which was closed and a black flash in the corner of his eyes. While feeling he had a Déjà-vu he sprang up with is wand pulled and faced the DADA professor directly in his eyes. Harry's jaw dropped a few centimetres and his want lay loose between his fingers.

"If you reacted the same way you did to me against a Deatheater you would have been toast already mister Potter. If you plan to hex me at least hold your wand in my direction the next time will you." The pitchblack robed man spoke.

Harry sat back down never taking his eyes of the man who walked to the front of the class unimpressed by his performance.

"Ladies and gentleman as said by Headmistress McGonagall, I am Professor Mehtlik and I will be teaching you the Defence Against the Dark Arts. After a few weeks of thorough search I managed to find an old DADA teacher of yours who has properly taught you in the past. And if I say properly I don't mean letting you study out of a book and not letting you practice once in a while and neither about duel clubs which aren't led properly by at least two capable teachers."

"Well at least we know that he doesn't like the way Umbridge and Lockheart taught us don't we Harry?"

"Huh? Oh …yeah …right .." Harry stuttered. He couldn't help it, he was obsessed with the mans eyes they were so…

"Mister Potter! MISTER POTTER!"

Harry woke from his own thoughts by both the elbow of Hermione in his ribs and the loud voice of the professor who had walked up to him meanwhile.

"Mister Potter if you are not feeling well I want you to leave for the School Nurse immediately otherwise I'd like you to tell me what can I do to make you pay attention."

"No..Noth..Nothing sir it must be the early mornings." Hermione gasped at Harry, she didn't know him the way he was acting right now. She turned her face up to look onto the professors face and saw why Harry had been acting this way. Proffessor Mehtlik's eyes weren't your everyday eyes to say the least. She wasn't even sure if it were eyes he had there. Between the eyelids there were black spheres no eye white nor was there an iris. Completely black eyes they were. The Professor noticed Hermione staring a him now as well.

"Is there something you would like to say miss Granger?" Hermione just shook her head unable to let out any words.

"She just wants to know what it is with the eyes" Ron said blunt.

"Ah yes 'with the eyes" Mehtlik said imitating Ron "My eyes are black miss granger as yours are brown, now are you able to pay attention to my lessons instead of my looks?."

Both nodded yes and Professor Mehtlik made his way back to the front of the classroom ignoring the rising number of students now taking an even better look at his eyes.

"I spoke about how I contacted your former DADA Professor Lupin, he was indeed hard to track but eventually I found him walking near a couple of shabby muggle houses in London. Harry exchanged a look with both Ron and Hermione and than returned his attention back to his teacher. We talked about the variety of teachers and their teachings who have came here to Hogwarts. And after a conversation with Headmistress McGonnagal I've set up this years programme which will take up as you might have noticed a third of your timetable this year. The lessons will be separated into a practical lessons which will be the 3 hour lessons on Wednesday and Thursday and a theoretical lesson which will be the 2 hour lesson on Monday. My lessons are practical but can only be practical if you do your homework and do a lot of self studying, keep that in mind. Furthermore Headmistress McGonnagal gave me a carte-blanche when it comes to which hexes and curses I want to teach you, so along the way I'll also be teaching you some handy hexes which are labelled under the 'Dark Arts'". Soft whispers went through the room as the professor spoke these words.

"For now enough about the lessons let's get to them. The first curse I'm going to teach you is a very underestimated and therefore clearly forgotten one. The curse is called Ventro Eructo also known as the 'Vomiting Curse'" He ran his hand across the blackboard and the details of the curse he'd wanted to tell them appeared. "Since it is almost time I'd like you to copy these facts and use them in the essay you'll be writing for the next lesson. I expect to be in there at least: What it does to the wizards/witches body, how to stop the curse and if there need to be given any medication afterwards. The length of perk used for the essay is not of importance but more is always better. Keep in mind that this essay will not be an easy assignment because most books fail to elaborate about the curse. Now, ladies and gentleman you are excused" For a moment there was only the sound of quills copying. But soon one after another the students left. Hermione waited for Harry and Ron in the corridor and as soon as she saw them they began to talk about the lesson.

"I cant believe he's going to teach us the Dark Arts" she said after a while.

"Well it might come in handy in some situations, fighting fire with fire right? Ron stated.

"That might be true but still this is not Durmstrang…"

"Oh Hermione give the guy a brake…"

"Look who's talking, you could have been more subtle than blank staring at his eyes."

"Might be so but I was completely flabbergasted the moment I stood there facing him eye to eye"

" if I could call it that way." Ron smirked

"Hmm good question mate."

"Anyhow let's get something to eat before we head to Potions, I'm starving"

"That may be the brightest idea this morning Ron" Harry praised his friend

"Hunger always makes me cranky"

"Oh that explains" Hermione whispered to Harry with a wink. He smirked and the trio continued to the Great Hall for lunch.