Chapter 743 Lesson 1
( ) During lunch break, many sixth grade students chose to complete their homework in the common room. The "free" time when there were no classes in the sixth grade was not at all the time to relax and rest as Ron Weasley expected. Instead, it had to be used to work hard to complete the large amount of homework assigned by the teacher.
The students in the advanced class not only study hard as if they have to deal with exams every day, but the homework assigned by the professors does not take into account whether they have just finished a pleasant summer vacation and whether they have adapted to high-intensity study. Even though Hermione could completely understand the content, she had just finished her Potions homework due to the amount of it, and it was time for afternoon classes.
"Quick, don't be late for Professor Harris's first ancient magic class." Ginny quickly stuffed her textbook into her backpack. Many wizards in the lounge were hurriedly packing up their textbooks, homework, and pens. .
"Ginny, are you going to take the ancient magic class too?" Ron, who was still worried about his Potions class homework, looked up and asked his sister in surprise.
"Of course." Ginny raised her eyebrows, "Professor Harris only teaches ancient magic twice a week. Wizards of all ages who have taken this course have to take the class. Harry and I have to move faster, otherwise we will definitely not get the chance. Location."
"Okay, go, go, you all go, I can just play my wizard chess in the dormitory." Ron crossed his hands behind his head, leaned heavily on the back of the chair, and made a gesture A comfortable look.
Harry, who had just finished cleaning up, heard Ron's words and asked when he stood up: "Didn't you just say you planned to practice Quidditch for a while?"
"Don't worry about Ron, let's go. I hope he can be this comfortable when fighting with others." Ginny snorted, shook her long red hair, and pulled Harry out of the common room.
The little lions rushed to the ancient magic classroom along the familiar road. In the corridor outside the classroom, they saw a large number of people coming to class. Each grade gathered in small groups and waited for their new professors. Most of them were members of the Harris training class. It seemed that the training was No one in the class wants to miss this course. Among other ordinary students, the majority wear Ravenclaw and Slytherin school uniforms.
"Look, Pansy Parkinson is not following Malfoy, she is avoiding Alan!" Harry pointed in the direction where the Slytherins gathered and whispered.
Draco stood with Goyle and Crabbe. His two followers were unable to attend advanced classes due to insufficient grades in Potions class, but they obviously did not miss the ancient magic class, which had no hard requirements for wizards.
"Harry, you should think more about your girlfriend, not Pansy Parkinson." Ginny walked towards Hermione who was already standing with Luna.
Not far behind the crazy girl, four Hufflepuff students occupied a corner of the classroom under the leadership of Ernie Macmillan. Ernie was born in a pure-blood family and could trace his bloodline back nine generations. Related to Sirius Black's maternal grandmother, Melania Black. Although Ernie is a rare conceited and arrogant type among Hufflepuffs, he is not prejudiced against other bloodlines. He was once friendly to the Muggle-born Justin Finch-Fletchley and stood up for him. So after Cedric graduated, he became the leader of Hufflepuff.
When the class time came, when Allen and Mr. Handy behind him walked into the classroom as if they had calculated the time accurately, the classroom suddenly became quiet.
Alan, who was wearing the ancient magic robe, walked slowly to the podium, stood there, turned around, and scanned the wizards one by one. He secretly checked the arriving wizards with the list he had received to make sure that no one was absent. Finally, Allen spoke and strolled on the podium: "My classmates, my students, you come to my class today because of your inner desire and a belief that the old teaching methods of Hogwarts are not suitable. We are."
The eyes of all the wizards in the classroom were focused on Allen. He could blatantly declare that dark magic would be involved in the ancient magic class, and still chose to study after Allen and Dumbledore had a public conflict at the opening ceremony. Such a wizard There is more or less some ambition in the heart, or there is an ambition and purpose in the heart. No matter what the purpose of this ambition is, whether it is good or bad.
"You are here today because you are eager for some new... ways out, something different..." Allen looked around at the little wizards at the desk with his hands behind his back, "Recently I know that my relationship with Dumbledore has caused many... Everyone was nervous. Yes, my ideas were in serious conflict with Dumbledore's, but the fight between me and him was not about personal hatred, but about him trying to make all wizards the same. Becoming a protected person. Of course, in my opinion, there is nothing wrong with choosing to become such a majority group. They are not useless, and becoming a protected wizard can also have different values. But , I think I should give all wizards a choice to make their own decisions. Ancient magic will only be granted to people like you here who have higher ideals. It will only bloom in the souls of a few wizards, and we ourselves will become the protectors. Others’ people.”
As soon as the professor of ancient magic finished speaking, the Hogwarts wizards who were sitting at attention behind the desks were aroused by Allen's opening remarks. They stood up one after another and began to cheer and applaud uncontrollably for Allen and themselves.
Whether it is Harry who has made this choice in his heart but is still hesitating whether it is right or not, or Neville who thinks of being tortured by Death Eaters to the point where his parents are crazy, or those who are originally a little repelled by dark magic and only plan to come here to learn some neutral skills. The Hufflepuffs of ancient magic, and even Crabbe, who was at a loss and just followed Draco here without any purpose, were all filled with passion and longing for the course they chose.
Allen looked at the inspired little wizards, and he was quite satisfied with a smile on his lips. Allen did not use spells that could influence others in his speech, but only used charm and language to achieve this. Effect. The professor of the ancient magic class opened his arms and suppressed the cheers, and officially started the first part of the course: "Excuse me, students, we have a lot of content today and time is tight, so I can leave you some time to celebrate and Not much so let’s get right to it, first of all please get your wands out and get in line.”
Many wizards became even more excited when they heard the wand was taken out, but there were exceptions.
"Are we going to fight again?" Neville held his wand and stood behind Harry with some fear. The purpose of coming to this class was to learn some new things to arm himself, but now he has nothing. The possibility of fighting without learning made Neville very nervous.
"Don't worry, Professor Harris won't let us have problems, but I wonder if he will ask us to duel one on one like the duel club did? Otherwise, why would we have to queue up?" Qiu Zhang's sweet voice came from behind them, She is already in seventh grade and has to cope with the n.e.w.t exam this year, but she still signed up for this course and has no intention of quitting Quidditch this year. In fact, she plans to engage in this sport after graduation. So that she can work on the same team as her boyfriend Cedric Diggory, who is currently in a long-distance relationship.
Under the experienced leadership of the members of the training class, the wizards quickly acted according to the college and grade. However, unlike their initial expectations, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net At least at this time, the ancient magic class professor did not immediately let the students interact with each other. It means taking action.
Mr. Skillful Hands behind Allen moved in front of the little wizards. His three tentacles quickly gestured at the wands and bodies of the little wizards. His three eyes blinked continuously while reporting the data it measured. .
"Mr. Harry Potter, please straighten your arms. I need to measure your arm length." Mr. Skillful Hands said to Harry, who was tilting his head and looking at himself in trance. The golem still used a soft middle-aged female voice.
Harry couldn't help but think of his own experience of being measured in Ollivander's and Mrs. Malkin's shop. Compared with the automatic magic tape measure and manual measurement, the Mr. Hands in front of him was undoubtedly more accurate, smarter, and faster. Report the data while measuring and record it on the parchment paper.
"Mr. Argus Filch kindly lent me his Mr. Handy Mrs. Norris II...well, I should call it Mrs. Handy. Mr. Filch set it to a female voice. ..." Allen coughed dryly before continuing to introduce, "It will measure the shape, weight, material, and various aspects of your body data. Students who have completed the measurement please return to their desks. After that, I will measure the shape, weight, material, and other aspects of your body. Data has customized some training props for you, but don’t be disappointed, as this is your first time teaching, I have prepared a small gift for you today..."