Chapter 748 I Have to Come Here to Bleed Like This Once a Month (Sincere Thanks to the Leader Jiang Nannan)

The subsequent battles in the seventh and fourth grades were no more intense and exciting than those in the fifth and sixth grades, because neither of these two grades had strong characters with outstanding personal strengths such as Luna, Hermione, and Draco , the little wizards who have already experienced two fierce competitions with different styles feel that these two games are quite dull and boring.

It's just that there was a small farce at the end of the seventh grade battle.

The last surviving training class member, Eddie Carmichael, a wizard who got 12 excellent wizards in the fifth grade O.W.Ls exam, completely ignored the fact that the other party already had a professional Quidditch athlete boyfriend, He took the initiative to give up the final victory to Qiu Zhang, a beautiful girl who has been protected by him on the field.

"Carmichael is a shameful liar! He said that his good grades were all due to the use of Buffy Brain Booster, and tried to sell it to his juniors. Fortunately, the daughter of Gryffindor Prefect Granger confiscated all his potions and poured them all down the toilet!" Carmichael's performance at this time made him fly away with a spell from Carmichael at the beginning of the battle. Marietta Ackmore, with flushed blond curly hair, was in no mood to celebrate her best friend Cho Chang, but rather annoyed and dissatisfied.

The purple pustules on Marietta's face due to the whistleblowing incident last semester have disappeared with Dumbledore's hasty help. Only some slight scars can be seen vaguely. This angry seventh grade Ravenc What Ms. Lao didn't know was that the D.A list that made her embarrassing in public was cast on it by the Gryffindor prefect Hermione Granger, who was helping her friend Harry to make this When the list was listed, Hermione also added a strong spell skill to the curse, and it would take some time for these scars to completely disappear.

As for the wizards of the last third grade, this melee was more like a farce. After watching the melee of the senior wizards, at the beginning, they were able to cast a few basic spells to fight each other. But as a third-year student who just started taking elective courses, the types of spells he mastered and the power of casting spells were limited.

When they were fighting with each other, some people even threw away their wands and started teaching others how to behave with their fists like a Muggle. Fighting one foot at a time-so that in the end, although their injuries were not serious, they looked very embarrassed on the outside. They either had black eye sockets, missing teeth, crooked clothes, or even torn clothes.

This also forced Allen to end the farce early. The three Allen were in a hurry to heal the injuries of these little wizards and make a financial compensation. Allen, who failed to choose the final candidate, could only directly Let the 4th grade TAs run them.

"Congratulations to all of you, congratulations to my new teaching assistants who stand out. At the same time, I think you must have your own understanding of this fighting style at this time. We will hold this kind of event once a month, and every time we stay at the last That person is my teaching assistant. At the end of the term, I will arrange for all of you to have another scuffle regardless of grade." After the battle was finally over, Alan made his clone and mirror image disappear completely, from the floating sky Up and down.

"This is so cool." Michael Kona moved his healed arm, "It's like a real battle, whether it's Defense Against the Dark Arts class or the occasional duel, we are all in In a one-on-one duel under very fair conditions, there is no need to consider the terrain, strength, and retention of stamina and magic power. But in this melee, you don’t know where the magic spell will come from. You don’t just have to worry about one opponent, how can you Issues such as preserving stamina and not attracting hatred are all issues that we will encounter in actual combat and need to be considered.”

"I have to bleed like this once a month...Although the injury can be cured...but it hurts too much before it is cured. Now I just want to sleep well..." Ellen's former roommate Edward obviously didn't Michael's excitement,

He had been set fire by Draco's team in the battle just now, and he was still terrified by the pain just now, and he couldn't help but regret that he should have saved the time to make up for sleep instead of running here to suffer the curse...

And Alan in the center of the field obviously also detected the minds of the little wizards who had the same fear of difficulty as Edward, so he went on to say: "Of course, because your current strengths are quite different, so the practice class Although you can get some bonus points for being a teaching assistant in the combat part, if you voluntarily abstain from this activity if you have no confidence in your own strength, it will not affect your grades this year. If you do well in class, you can get an excellent grade from me.”

This supplement taught in the ancient magic class relieved the fear that many young wizards had in their hearts, and let out a long sigh of relief. Their resistance to this course disappeared again.

"The next class will be on Friday." Padma Patil took out her timetable and circled the ancient magic class with a quill.

"I used to think Defense Against the Dark Arts was the most interesting course at Hogwarts, but compared with Ancient Magic, it's like the difference between badminton and rugby..." Colin Creevey sorted out some of the photos he took Crabbe, who was covered in blisters from the burn, was holding his private parts with a painful expression on his face.

"Can you give this to me? It can be my trophy." Without waiting for Colin to respond, Michael took the photo from behind the little Gryffindor cameraman with a bit of a gap in his teeth.

For Harry, this day seemed destined to be one that would bring him many emotions.

Harry, who returned to the Gryffindor common room from the ancient magic class, was different from the other little lion cubs who were very tired after taking the ancient magic class. Even at night, he still felt very energetic. After arranging and chatting for several hours from Ancient Magic to Quidditch for the new term, Harry received a letter from Dumbledore, who invited him to an interview in the headmaster's office before curfew.

Late at night, Dumbledore sat in the principal's room and picked up a diary with a big hole in the middle. He looked at the diary through his half-moon-shaped glasses with lowered eyes. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and he threw a broken ring into the hole in the notebook and put it in the drawer under the desk.

"Harry, you have received the letter, come in." Dumbledore looked at Harry who entered kindly, "How is your day?"

"Very well, Professor," said Harry.

"Did you still enjoy the class?" Dumbledore asked.

For a moment Harry couldn't tell whether Dumbledore was asking about Potions or Ancient Magic.

"Ah, of course, as far as I know, the ancient magic class is liked by all the little wizards who participated, although I personally think its process is too dangerous for you students." Dumbledore said with a smile, "The potion How was the class? I know that Professor Slughorn couldn't sleep for at least three days because of the potion you failed to brew with the unlucky Ron, but despite this, he still likes you very much."

It was only then that Harry remembered what happened in Potions class, and he laughed awkwardly and politely—he just thought that he was so excited tonight because of the battle in the ancient magic class during the day and the behavior of the members of the intensive training class. As a result of being stimulated by the strength he showed, he heard Dumbledore's reminder at this time, and realized that the life and death water that failed to boil was the real reason for his high spirits.

Dumbledore's smile became more kind: "So, how are your extracurricular activities?"

"Professor, what do you... mean?" Harry didn't quite understand his Headmaster's question.

"I noticed that you often go in and out with Miss Ginny Weasley, so I couldn't help but guess." Dumbledore tilted his head.

"Oh yes, she's wonderful..." Harry smiled shyly, "You guessed it right..."

"You should take Miss Weasley to Mrs. Puddiffe's teahouse on weekends. Although the seats are a bit cramped, everything inside is decorated with beautiful lace, even the small round tables. Those golden fat angels throw The quality of the candy is a bit worse." After speaking, Dumbledore's face became serious again, and he said in a serious tone, "You must be wondering why I invited you over tonight."