Chapter 83 Second Lesson

Xing Ze walked into the general office, and Ben greeted him warmly, "I thought you would be discharged in a few days."

"It's just a fever." Xing Ze replied, "The therapist kept me for observation for one night, and the next day he prescribed medicine for me to go home and rest."

He remembered the painful experience in St. Mungo's. Although Phoenix's tears cured all his injuries, the therapists still kept him for observation for two days, one for rehabilitation treatment, and the other for testing Xing Ze's pollution level.

Xing Ze passed those strange tests smoothly, but after that he underwent an additional crystal test by the Ministry of Magic. Unlike the previous test in the underground wine cellar, this crystal test did not try to steal his memory.

"Don't let your guard down. Fever can also kill people." Ben said seriously, "Did I tell you that one of my uncles died of fever?"

"Not only that, you also mentioned your aunt who died of lung disease."

"Yes, lung disease is also terrible." Ben said, "Are you sure you don't want to rest for a few more days?"

"No." Xing Ze shook his head, "I feel good, and besides, I can't always swap classes with you."

"It's nothing, I like to be with students, and I'm happy to take your place for a few classes."

In order not to affect the teaching progress, Professor Bubaji exchanged his Monday class with Ben during his hospitalization.

Xing Ze thanked Ben for his kindness and asked, "What time is your class in the afternoon?"

"Two o'clock."

Xing Ze looked at his watch. It was still early, enough for him to prepare.

When he took out the textbook to prepare for the class, Ben seemed to remember something and said, "Hey, man, Bakht is looking for you."

A headache is coming. Xing Ze complained in his heart. "Really? When did it happen?"

"Yesterday, yesterday afternoon, I think you should take some time to look for him, he looks very anxious."

"I will, I'll go after class."

...

There are much fewer students in the third and fourth grades than in the first and second grades. After all, for third-year students, there are more choices in elective courses.

Xing Ze walked into the classroom. Having had previous class experience, he was obviously much more relaxed this time. He looked around the students and said, "Open your textbooks. Let's start with the simple ones today."

The students looked at what Xing Ze took out, which was an ordinary magic robe.

"This is too simple, sir, you are not going to take out a pair of boots later, right?" Someone shouted. Many students were amused and laughed unscrupulously.

Xing Ze had heard that the third and fourth grade students were not as disciplined as the first and second grade students. In addition, the Muggle Studies course has long been disliked by students, and many students did not take this elective course seriously at all.

"Why don't you listen to what the teacher has to say? It's not too late to laugh." Cedric's voice sounded, just loud enough for everyone to hear, but not too harsh.

The classroom gradually quieted down. Although a few students pouted in dissatisfaction, most of them still put their attention back on the podium.

Xing Ze coughed awkwardly. Obviously, the prestige of this Hufflepuff prefect among the students was much higher than his own.

"Thank you very much, Cedric." Xing Ze said, "I think you all know that this is a magic robe, but today's protagonist is not it, but this."

Xing Ze had a pistol in his hand, "Guns are the most common weapons for Muggles, and they are also the most efficient weapons."

Many pure-blood students cast curious eyes, but some mixed-blood students who have lived in the Muggle world since childhood are not very interested in this.

One of the mixed-blood students raised his hand and said after getting Xing Ze's consent: "I know this thing, my father has it, he is a policeman..."

"What is a policeman?" A pure-blood student interrupted and asked.

"Uh--" the previous student thought for a moment, "Just like the Aurors in the wizarding world."

"We don't believe it." Some pure-blood students started to make a fuss, "If your father is an Auror, then my mother can become the Minister of Magic."

"Yeah, he must be lying."

"I'm not lying!" the half-blood student shouted.

"He is lying, and the mudblood's words are not credible."

...

A loud "bang" sounded, and the noisy students immediately covered their ears and quieted down.

Xing Ze took the pistol back from the window and said slowly: "This weapon will produce a loud noise when used, so it will expose the user's position. Of course, some auxiliary equipment can eliminate the noise produced by the gun, making it easier to assassinate."

At this point, Xing Ze paused, waiting for the students' hearing to slowly recover before continuing: "So, those silent guns are very deadly, not only to Muggles, but also to wizards. I hope you can pay enough attention."

His eyes swept over the students, and their faces were more or less terrified. Very good, Xing Ze thought, let them be afraid of me, fear is the most direct and effective management method.

"This point will be tested, I hope you can remember it."

The students hurriedly picked up their pens and wrote in their notebooks. Taking advantage of this time, Xing Ze chanted a spell and the magic robe floated up.

He pointed his wand at the robe and asked: "Who can tell me the use of the magic robe?"

Cedric raised his hand, Xing Ze nodded, he stood up and replied: "First of all, it is a piece of clothing."

The students laughed again - mostly female students - but not as wildly as before.

After the laughter died down, Cedric continued: "It was sewn with magic, so it has a good protective effect, whether it is against spells or swords."

"Well said, sit down, Cedric." Xing Ze waved at him, "Hufflepuff plus three points."

The Hufflepuff students present cheered.

"Like I said before. Guns are the most common weapons of Muggles, so can it penetrate this magic robe? Have you ever thought about this question?"

The students looked at each other. Indeed, many people would use spells to do this experiment, but probably no one would be bored enough to use Muggle weapons, not to mention where they could find Muggle weapons.

Xing Ze was very satisfied with this. He clapped his hands and said, "Today, we will try it. Okay, kids, go to the playground, where it is more spacious."

The students cheered and ran out of the classroom. Xing Ze followed them slowly, reminding them from time to time: "Don't go to the quadrangle, there are freshmen taking flying classes there."

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures flew through the window of the corridor. Xing Ze frowned and walked to the window, and saw the two people in the air clearly - Harry and Malfoy.

"It's really interesting, just like watching a movie." He smiled and turned around to follow his students.