From the leader of Mingjiao to the heavens

Chapter 291

Wei Xiao looked at the book in Cedric's hand and was very surprised: "What grade are you in?"

"It will be three years since I started school."

"What do third graders buy this book for?"

"This book is included in the new year's book list sent to us by the school."

Wei Xiao thought that Dumbledore wanted him to teach Daoism, but he only taught it from the freshmen in the first grade, but he didn't expect that the third graders would also learn it: "Then you know, students in other grades also bought it?"

Cedric thought for a while: "It seems that only the sixth and seventh grades are not available, and all those below the fifth grade must be bought."

This old Dengtou is really catching toads trying to pinch melatonin, as for what, just teach them all...

Wei Xiao did the math, there are five grades, and each grade has four colleges. Even if the two colleges have classes together every time, they have to repeat ten classes to complete one class hour.

It's annoying to think about repeating the same content ten times!
Wei Xiao suddenly had the urge to fly out of the car window and go back to Knockturn Alley.

Anyway, I have always been self-study, and the underlying logic and basic principles of magic have been mastered, as long as I have a book, I can practice.

Well, let's go to Hogwarts, after all, there are the best wizards there, and the library should also have the most advanced magic.

Wei Xiao sighed here, and Cedric looked at his eyes full of curiosity. He didn't understand how this boy who looked a few years older than himself could be a professor: "I heard that you are from the Ministry of Magic of China?"

"I'm from China." Wei Xiao corrected.

Cedric praised: "Your magic attainments are indeed very high. When I use magic, it is difficult to control his power as subtle as yours. I haven't learned the flames yet, but I just need to cast a petrification spell casually, and it may even damage the entire body." The tabletop petrified together. To be able to hit a fly with a spell accurately enough without damaging the tabletop, I bet many professors at Hogwarts couldn't do it."

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."

Through the conversation, Wei Xiao learned that Cedric's father worked in the Department of Management and Control of Fantastic Beasts of the Ministry of Magic, which gave him a lot of knowledge about magical animals, from the life of dragons to the small ones. The Bowtruckle is particularly naughty and we all know it.

Wei Xiao wanted to build a unique shrine through space spells combined with shrine-style Taoism, and then raise all kinds of cute little animals in the shrine, so he was not ashamed to ask, humbly ask for advice, Cedric will answer every question.

Wei Xiao asked him, "Do you have magical animals as pets at home?"

Cedric sighed: "I don't like those that are too small and too weak. I want to raise dragons, horned camels, and poison sac leopards. My father won't let me raise them, and my family is not particularly rich. Feeding these big guys consumes too much food every day, which is simply not something an ordinary wizarding family can afford."

"Actually, I really want to raise it too. I have a dragon egg in my hand now."

"Dragon eggs?" Cedric's eyes lit up, "What kind are they?"

"It should be a Welsh green dragon." Wei Xiao bought a book about dragon knowledge, and probably got a better understanding.

"Cool!" Cedric said enviously, "Although the Welsh Green Dragon is a fire dragon, it is very elegant and has a good temper. It does not actively attack people, but only hunts small creatures such as sheep. It’s suitable for pets. It’s just that private dragons are not allowed under the law. You have to find a suitable, large enough place for him to move around. It’s best to be able to fly. Otherwise, you’ll be locked in the room and you’ll be like a prisoner. Even the dragon will not be in a good mood."

Cedric, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, was very talkative. Wei Xiao chatted with him all the way, and bought a drink for him on the way.

When they arrived at Hogwarts, the first-year freshmen took a boat across the lake from the front of the castle and entered the auditorium, and the old students entered the castle in a carriage from the side road. Wei Xiao followed Cedric and got into the carriage.

The carriage is pulled by thestrals, which are strange invisible creatures that can only be seen by those who have experienced life and death.

Naturally, Wei Xiao could see it, but Cedric couldn't. Like many children, he thought that the carriage was enchanted and he walked by himself.

After entering the castle, Cedric returned to the lounge of Hufflepuff College, while Wei Xiao came to report to the principal, Dumbledore.

"Xiao, I am very happy and honored that you can come." Dumbledore said a few words to him politely, explained the schedule, and then arranged an office for him.

His office is on the second basement floor, the space is not small, the room is very large, it is divided into two rooms, inside and outside, the outside is for working, and the inside is for living.

Then there is the Taoism classroom, which is arranged on the sixth floor of a tower building. It is very tall and has a lot of space.

Dumbledore personally took him to see them one by one: "You can do what you want to change them into, and you can tell me what you need. If you are not satisfied, tell me."

Wei Xiao is still satisfied, but there are too many classes: "How many classes do the students take every week?"

"At least one lesson. What to teach and how to teach are all up to you, and the papers for the final exam are also arranged by you." Dumbledore smiled, "Who made you the only Taoism teacher in our entire school? I have read your "Elementary Taoism", it is amazing, some places make people feel unbelievable, I hope that children can learn these amazing magic from you."

The headmaster has already talked about this, so what else can Wei Xiao say? He set the rule of one class hour per week, and each grade has four colleges to teach together. In this way, he can attend five classes a week, and he can Freed up the weekend to rest.

After chatting with Dumbledore, Wei Xiao returned to his office and looked at the wall made of rocks, very satisfied.

Putting on a wizard robe and carrying a magic wand, Wei Xiao came to the auditorium on the first floor, waiting for the entrance banquet to start.

The auditorium has a large area, the ceiling is enchanted, there are surging dark clouds on it, there is a moon that changes in waxing and waning, and thousands of candles are floating in the air.

All the teachers sat behind the innermost desk, and they all looked at him curiously.

Wei Xiao also looked at them. From the appearance, he could tell that Professor McGonagall, the witch who taught Transfiguration, Snape with loose greasy hair, Flitwick who was very short like a dwarf, and a strange scarf wrapped around his head Quirrell pale.

Quirrell is the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year. In fact, he has been controlled by Voldemort. Now Voldemort should grow on the back of his head, but it is blocked by the scarf.

Wei Xiao stared intently at Quilo, their eyes met, Quilo subconsciously shook, and squeezed out a smile.

Before coming, Wei Xiao thought about whether he could squeeze Voldemort out of Quirrell's head at this time?

(End of this chapter)