Chapter 438 A Great Gift for the Professor

But the satisfaction of students does not mean the satisfaction of Nina.

She was a student after all. Although her teaching level is not good enough, she still has the ability to judge the situation.

It is easy to say for students in other grades. She barely meets the teaching tasks by reading books and asking for advice. Although I dare not say that the number of students who get O can be increased, the overall pass rate is definitely raised.

But the problem lies in the fifth grade - she finally spent all her efforts last semester to almost cover the content of the fifth grade. As soon as she started to review this semester, it was ruined.

It cannot be said that the fifth grade did not learn anything, but when it comes to reviewing, it can only be said that it is a pile of indescribable objects.

"They can't even connect the courses. I thought the actual situation too well," Nina pressed her forehead, "I know that the previous professor laid a very bad foundation, but, it's so bad..."

This is how it is to consume a professor's course every year.

Andrew shook his head - Nina actually has to share some of the blame for this. It's not that he is shirking the blame, but Nina should have found out the basics in the first class.

However, it would be too much to blame her for everything.

Hogwarts's anti-dark arts course has been rotten for many years. It would be a great honor for the principal to pick a responsible professor every three years.

She only has the thinking of a student, and she didn't expect her foundation to be so poor.

"How can I help," Andrew sighed, "I'm a student, not a professor. How can I cram knowledge into their brains?"

Even memory modification is not so outrageous. Even Legilimency Advanced can't cram so much knowledge into them!

"It's good to be of some use. You have to be responsible for this fifth-year class. They're going to take the exam soon..."

Nina leaned against the wall, "Doesn't the previous professor have any experience left?"

"Previous?"

Andrew shook his head, "Professor Lockhart dared to read his own book loudly in the fifth-year class. The only thing he can teach you is to be bad."

"I'm different from that irresponsible adventurer," Nina shook her head, "I have to deal with things before I leave."

"There's no other way. Learn more, practice more, and watch more," Andrew waved his hands, "If it really doesn't work, you can give up all the difficult points and teach the simple ones directly to ensure the pass rate."

Anyway, she is not good at difficult points - to put it bluntly, Andrew suspects that Nina didn't get an O in the final exam of the anti-dark magic course. No, it is estimated that the low-level exam will be an E.

"Guarantee the passing rate?"

"Good students are used to self-study anyway, so you can't provide much help. Or you can sacrifice your spare time to answer their questions. Only poor students are allowed to ask questions in class, while excellent students are allowed to study on their own."

Anyway, one of the students and the professor has to be sacrificed - Andrew has no good tricks, so he can only come up with this bad idea.

"Then I'll sacrifice more of my rest time," Nina shook her head, "at most, I'll allow them to do their own homework in the back."

'So hard? '

This is a required course, and the professors who take it as an elective will not allow this to happen!

But there's no way to persuade them, Andrew can only shake his head, indicating that he has no good way.

"Well, that's it, thank you, Andrew!"

Nina shook her hand and turned to say goodbye.

There is no doubt that before leaving Hogwarts, she was determined to stand guard until the end.

——

'Today is the second week of school, it's almost time..."

Andrew came out of the Room of Requirement, holding a piece of dragon skin in his hand, and then wrapped it into the shape of a package and walked towards his laboratory.

Although the Room of Requirement has not been fully understood, the estimated time should be up. Although there is no possibility of change later, it is better to throw this hot potato to Dumbledore.

'It's only me who is disliked...'

Andrew thought, and then he took the empty bag to the door of his laboratory, pretended to wait for a while, put the things away, and hurried to the dean's office.

'By the way, am I a little bit unhuman? '

'But if I don't hand it over to the dean, that would be worse, right? '

He has been thinking about this matter these days - anyway, the dean will feel distressed and think it's not right, so it's a good thing to let the dean touch it through the bag before destroying it.

If the crown can be left intact, it will be even better.

'In this case, I should actually prepare some potions. I will notify the portrait and ask Madam Pomfrey to come over for support...'

After all, this is a bit of a big deal, and Andrew is not sure.

But when it comes to Horcruxes, the dean is fine, but what about Madam Pomfrey...

Andrew shook his head and decided to forget it. There are many medicinal herbs in his laboratory, so he might as well take some soothing potions.

'It's not safe. What if that thing is so outrageous that it can be resurrected by potions? '

Although it is theoretically impossible, he is the first person in the history of dark magic. Although the laboratory is locked well and cannot be opened without dismantling the school, if the dean is called to open the door to deliver the express, it will be too late to regret.

Thinking of this, Andrew directly found an empty classroom and began to summon the house elves.

The original text is in the six # 9 x-on:book/bar!

Portraits are convenient, but not necessarily safe. It is better to let the elves pass the message directly.

He took out a pen and paper from his schoolbag and wrote a note quickly.

[Professor, please come to my laboratory once without notifying others or alarming anyone. It is extremely urgent.

——Andrew Taylor]

Although it was a bit against the rules and against the will of Heaven, Andrew believed that Dumbledore would forgive him - as for the Dean...

Will the Dean also forgive him?

This great gift, if there is no accident inside, can make the dean feel it for a long time.

Andrew thought about it and cast a very weak armor spell on himself.

Then, he put a piece of dragon skin in his clothes with some worry - this kind of hybrid skin called dragon skin can be used by students' gloves, and there are a lot of them in his laboratory.

'Very good, very safe. '

Andrew began to summon the elf in Professor McGonagall's office, and told him to send a letter to Headmaster Dumbledore immediately - if he couldn't find it, he should return to the door of his laboratory to inform him.

'If there is no one at the door of the laboratory, drag the dean there! '

Andrew calculated, and then started running towards his own dean's office.

Professor Nina was not there - she had a class at this time.

Otherwise, Andrew really couldn't leave her behind when she was used to asking questions, but she was not suitable to participate in this matter.

"What's wrong, running so hurriedly?"

The dean sat there, looking at Andrew with a smile.

"Important discovery, Dean!"

Andrew lowered his voice, "Follow me, Dean!"

"Mysterious," Professor Flitwick shook his head, but still walked down, "If it's a prank, you will get an extra foot on your paper this week."

'If it's just an increase in papers, I'll be so happy..."

Such a thought emerged in his mind, but Andrew still didn't show it, "But it may have to wait a while, for safety reasons, I took insurance."

'Of course, the double kind..."