Chapter 4...
"Hey, Harry. Are you taking Professor Dragneel's class?" Ron asked his friend as they walked to their next class.
"Ron, we have to. It's compulsory. Don't you remember what Dumbledore said? Although I would have tried it anyway." Harry shrugged before continuing their journey.
"What about the self-defense class? Is that compulsory too?" The red haired boy was not at all interested in doing any form of physical exercise. "I mean we have magic to defend ourselves, right?"
"I don't know Ron.." Harry sighed as they reached the class. The room was in disorder, indicating the teacher's presence being absent. Ron and Harry got in and took adjacent seats next to each other, discussing about their still bedridden friend while waiting for the new teacher.
The students who were out of their places quickly came and sat down as they saw a tall figure, above any of the students height, come in, but when they all looked at the professor, he wasn't the one they needed or deserved.
"Hello my dear young students." The energetic voice of the DADA teacher came out, causing everyone to slump their shoulders.
"Sir, this is the Draconian class." Ron may not like to take up heavy studies but he would never substitute it for Lockhart, no matter how tough it is.
"Precisely Mr. Weasly. I just dropped by to lend a hand to my young fellow professor who will be taking the class for you. After all he's just a young boy and may have enough knowledge but certainly no experience." Many girls fawned over the man while the others sighed annoyed which was ignored by the energetic man.
"Now take out your text books." It was clear that the professor didn't pay attention in the hall when the new teacher made his debut. Seeing no response, he asked.
"Didn't you not understand the instruction? Take out your text books please." He said again.
"Sir, Professor Dragneel said not to bring any text books." Harry spoke for the class
"Preposterous. I knew he was too young to make any rational decision. Fret not, I will give you extra class for-"
"Yosh! What up guys?" The warm cheerful presence came through the door, he still had Blacky on his shoulder which gazed around in alert at the new environment.
"Whoa! I thought you were a professor? Blueberry Lockseed?" The dragon slayer blurted out causing the entire class to burst into fits of laughter.
The professor's face turned red with anger as he rudely corrected. "It is Gilderoy Lockhart, and I am indeed a professor."
"Oh..uh so this isn't Draconian class?" Natsu looked at the map that showed him the way.
"Yes it is, and I am here to guide these lights of future as I declare you are not qualified to teach them the language of the beasts, in fact i think it is rather foolish to learn such a dead language which is said to have been once used to communicate with the dragons, that itself is foolish! Dragons are mindless beasts which are beneath human-" that's all the professor was able to convey as he felt his consciousness slip away but not before feeling a sharp pain on his jaws.
The student body watched in shock and fear as the dragon slayer stood in front of them after delivering an uppercut..or what a small touch on Lockhart's jaws. Without bothering to give a look at the unconscious man who was lying several feet away, Natsu turned towards the class causing everyone to shrunk in fear.
For a moment he stared them down, but soon a big grin broke out. "Okay kids! Names Natsu as you may know and you will be learning Draconian from me. Now before i start my class, I want some things clear. First and foremost, no questions of my hair or attire, second, I need a noisy class, but it should be based only on my subjects and dragons and finally..what's for lunch?"
The dead silence didn't leave and no response came. "Come on guys! Loosen up will ya? Am I that scary?"
Natsu watched his students who were all tight faced until he noticed two boys who were holding back their laughter and he saw a few others who were holding their own laughter on seeing the boys, he didn't have to wait much as the whole class erupted with laughter, not just because of Natsu but the two boys too. Blacky watched this in confusion
"You two! Stand up!" All forms of amusement left Natsu's face as he stared at Ron and Harry who were the ones who started all this laughter. The fun in the faces of the students disappeared as well. Both mentioned boys stood up with stiff bodies, preparing to lose points and gain a detention.
A few seconds were spend staring down the boys by the teacher and then he burst out laughing. "Oh my god! You should have seen the looks on your faces when I did this! It was like you were being taken to the gallows. In all honesty, I thank you for loosening my class." Natsu motioned them to sit before taking the central position and slightly leaning back on the desk.
"Now..let us begin class..which I think won't bother you much. Now I like to discus something. What is a dragon?" The answers came flying, but all were based on normal assumption that revolved around dumb and savage.
"Alright! Enough!" The class stopped and looked at the dragon slayer.
"Now..this is something's I read recently about from one of your text books... Dragons are giant winged, fire -breathing reptiles. Widely regarded as terrifying yet awe-inspiring, they can be found all over the world and are frequently referred to in Asian and medieval European folklore. Able to fly and breathe fire through their nostrils, they are one of the most dangerous and hardest to conceal creatures in the wizarding world . The Ministry of Magic classifies them as XXXXX, known wizard killers that are impossible to train or domesticate. Despite how dangerous they are, there are people who are trained to work with them, called dragon keepers, or dragonologists . A wizard who trades and sells dragon eggs is referred to as a dragon dealer.
Natsu read from the paper he was holding before it turned to ashes, surprising the class. "Now the things in this text book are written from a stereotypical way of human thinking. Now I would like to give you some detailed info, so take a pen and book." He waited for a few seconds until everyone was ready.
"First point. Dragons are giant winged, fire -breathing reptiles. That's the worst thing I have heard. It might be true about these lil guys, but they aren't the real dragons. Second point. Able to fly and breathe fire through their nostrils, they are one of the most dangerous and hardest to conceal creatures in the wizarding world . Nostrils? Well they are able to sneeze. Impossible to train or domesticate. This is because they aren't animals, but still dragons here, are made to guard stuff.." Sighing annoyed, Natsu continued.
"But these aren't the same Dragon's that invented Draconian. Six hundred million years ago, when fleshy life was just starting. They are extremely powerful and intelligent creatures that lived in Eart.." Natsu continued to narrate the story Igneel told him of. Once the story was finished, many hands rouse up with doubts but none could ask any as the class was over.
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