Chapter 8 New Teacher (Revised, Typos Have Been Corrected)

Accompanied by the expectations of the students, a figure familiar to Allen walked in. It was Albert.

Dumbledore arranged many guards around Harry Potter to protect him, such as Harry's neighbor, Mrs. Figg. The trust of obnoxious Aunt Petunia.

When there is something at home, such as when the family of three needs to travel and play, if the time is too long, Aunt Petunia will occasionally foster Harry at Mrs. Figg's house.

It seems that Albert was sent by the Ministry of Magic to be Harry's security guard at school. It's just that a pure-blood wizard came to teach science. Can he be competent?

"Hi students, I am your new teacher, Albert Harris." Albert, who pretended to be a teacher, wrote his name on the blackboard with style.

"Perhaps you think that science has nothing to do with your daily life, and think that it is a particularly serious, boring, and dispensable subject. I want to tell you that you are wrong!" Albert waved the pointer with his left hand, and the right hand appeared an empty glass. Under the eyes of everyone, the cup was filled with pure water out of thin air.

Albert flicked his hand, and another glass of pure water appeared on the right side of his hand as if it had been copied.

"Okay, now there are two glasses of purified water. Have you seen it clearly?" The students were dumbfounded and nodded.

"Now, I want to change one of the glasses of pure water. Which one do you want to change?"

Albert blinked mischievously, and the students screamed, pointed at the two glasses of water, and made a trick with their hands. The transparent pure water on the right turned into a yellow liquid at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's so cool that the new teacher can do magic tricks. What's in that cup?"

"Is it a drink?"

"No, I think it's oil!"

"It can't be peeing... I peed in the swimming pool that day, because it was too yellow and I was discovered..."

The students who had been mobilized were chattering away, guessing the new teacher's intentions.

"Shh... this is just the beginning." Albert shook his right hand, and a card appeared in his hand. The students under the podium all stared wide-eyed, for fear of missing the wonderful moment.

Then Albert picked up the credit card to cover the oil cup, put it upside down on the top of the water, then pretended to hold the pointer and clicked, and slowly moved the card out of a small gap. A miracle happened, and the tiny bubbles rose and fell. , the water below which should be denser rises little by little, but the oil with less density settles little by little, until the oil above completely turns into water, and the water below turns into oil.

"This unscientific!"

"It's amazing, I don't know how it works!"

"I really want to learn."

Cheers and discussions erupted one after another. Even the students in the next class couldn't help but come out to visit.

"Okay, please be quiet. Now who can tell me, apart from my magic technique, what is the principle behind it?" Mr. Albert lowered his hands. At this time, the students were completely subdued by his magical technique. calm down.

Everyone thought it was amazing how noisy the classroom was just now, and how quiet it is now, but at this moment, this phenomenon that went against common sense made them lower their heads unconsciously, avoiding eye contact with the teacher.

"No one knows?" Teacher Albert seemed a little disappointed, and then he clapped his hands to attract others' attention, "But don't worry, as long as I'm still in this school, you'll figure it out sooner or later."

"I believe you are a ghost, you have been badly beaten by Big Brother." Allen muttered in his heart, "What kind of magic technique is clearly using a magic wand disguised as a pointer to cast spells silently, and Albert ignored the prohibition in front of Muggles. Is the legal requirement of casting spells just because you are a member of the Ministry of Magic? You will not be in school when Harry goes to Hogwarts, what can my group of Muggle classmates understand..."

after class,

Some little girls surrounded Albert and walked out of the classroom. One boy couldn't help but show off the new science teacher's experiments and magic tricks like his deskmate just now. His deskmate looked mentally retarded. Looking at him: "You idiot, I'm also in this classroom and took his class."

"Harris, is this new teacher also named Harris?" Harry couldn't help asking Allen after class.

Allen nodded, and couldn't help but think of his own name again, "Well, he is actually my elder brother. Speaking of this, when my father named us, I don't know why he didn't read a few more pages of the name list. Except that my eldest sister and second brother are named by my mother, my eldest brother and myself are all names beginning with A that he found in the first few pages... My mother blamed him for this for a long time. After having a younger sister, he forced Let him get past the first few pages, or she'll be called Alice..."

"Don't sit still, let's go out and play," Flaige warmly invited, and he had been thinking about it before this class.

On the playground, the three people who were shooting basketball were surrounded by several big guys, "Look, what I saw! There are rotten fish and shrimps gathered together." After finishing speaking, they also took the basketball in Flaige's hands. Grab it.

It's really haunting, and it's Dudley and the others again.

"Dursley, I'm not afraid of you!" Fleger yelled at Dudley angrily when he saw the basketball being snatched away.

"Haha, Harry will be my first sandbag, and now the second and third sandbags are delivered to my door!" Dudley squeezed his small malicious eyes and fisted excitedly.

It was the first time since Allen's second life that he encountered campus bullying as a student, but his former teacher's status made him feel a little unreal, and he stopped the idea of ​​reprimanding them...

However, besides using the cleansing spells and disillusionment spells that come with the equipment, Allen has no way to rely on spellcasting methods to protect himself without a wand. Moreover, casting spells by minors and exposing magic in front of Muggles are both a kind of Illegal conduct.

"Sudden task: As long as you don't get caught by Dudley Dursley and the others, you can get the "McLean Body Refining Technique" as a reward for helping wizards improve their physique and increase their body muscle control."

Obviously, Harry Potter, who is used to bullying, is better at dealing with this kind of situation where the enemy is strong and we are weak. Harry and Flag Brown looked at each other and pulled Alan in a daze because of the sudden task of the system. "Run!" Harry yelled.

Escaping is commonplace for Harry. The thin Fleger scurried from left to right, skeptical, but Alan, who had just received the mission, had sufficient nutrition to grow, and had a relatively strong physique, was suddenly in the process of fleeing. Standing still, he punched the nearest pursuer on the bridge of the nose and knocked him to the ground before running towards the teacher's office.

Dudley and the others, who were too strong but poor in agility, screamed angrily because their downed companions were rampaging behind them, causing countless complaints wherever they passed.

"If I'm not mistaken, are you guys fighting?"

"Albert's voice, I'm safe." Allen hid behind Albert panting.

Morken's laugh froze on his face before it stopped. Dudley and the others, you push me, I hit you, they dare not run away, let alone step forward.

"Mr. Albert, as you can see, Dudley Dursley and the others used their size to bully me, Harry and Fleger, trying to turn us into their sandbags. We don't want to be beaten by fat, I can only run around." Allen immediately described the cause and effect clearly, trying to characterize the incident.

"My younger brother and my protected object were bullied by a few Muggle children right under their noses." Albert suppressed the anger rising in his heart, and asked in a deep voice, "Is it what Mr. Harris said?"

Harry and Fleger nodded desperately, as if this would prove the reliability of Alan's words.

The Dudley four chatted about Ai Ai, nothing could be explained.

Dudley put his hands behind his back, refusing to let Albert discover his new boxing gloves.

"Mr. Dursley, right? What's in your hand?" How could Albert not notice Dudley's small movements?

"Nothing." Dudley hid even tighter.

Albert pursed his lips, and swung the pointer with his left hand behind his back. Dudley seemed to be pushed hard by someone, staggered a few steps, and supported the wall with his hands to avoid falling.

"Who's pushing me?" Dudley yelled, turning his head. Behind him, Morkan and Peel looked at him like he had seen a ghost. In their eyes, Dudley took a few steps forward by himself, as if he was drunk .

"It turned out to be boxing gloves. It seems that Mr. Dursley has his own hobbies, which is good, but your level is not very good. It's not good to vent your anger on your classmates if you can't hit the sandbag. Let me teach you." Albert didn't ask for Dudley's permission at all, grabbed Dudley's fat hands, took off his boxing gloves, and forced his own hands into them.

"Concentrate on it, watch it!" Albert didn't give Dudley any time to react, and punched quickly.

Dudley froze in fright, because Mr. Albert took him as a reference, the left fist was shot from his left ear, and the right fist was blowing right next to his right ear, and he could hardly see how Albert made it. There is only a fist shadow in front of him.

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, but in fact it was also very fast. As Albert stopped shooting, Dudley's feet went limp and he fell to the ground.

"Don't let me see you bullying your classmates again, if you want to sue your parents, just sue."

Albert took off the glove, stuffed it back into Dudley's arms, patted the palm stained by Dudley's sweat in the glove in disgust, turned and left.

Amidst the laughter of the students, the four of Dudley left in despair, without even saying a word of cruelty.

"Wow, Alan, your brother is really cool!" Fleger couldn't wait to praise.

"Harry... Allen, I wish I had your brother's skills. If that's the case, if he uses me as a punching bag again, I'll beat you back hard." Harry looked envious.

"The conditions of the assault mission have been fulfilled. Congratulations to the host. You have been rewarded with a copy of "McLean Body Refining Technique". Please continue to work hard."