Superman's Journey

Not all stinky tofu is stinky, but apparently, the stinky tofu that Lincoln's rich house elves make as a starter dish is from the stinky batch.

When the smell of stinky tofu filled the nostrils of the students who were originally prepared to welcome the aroma of food, it is natural to imagine what will happen.

There was a clattering sound, and a large number of young wizards who wanted to retreat fell to the ground firmly with their stools.

They didn't care about the burning pain coming from their bodies, they just kept covering their noses with their robes and kept retreating, loud and small voices were also resounding everywhere.

"Merlin's beard! What does it smell like? Why does it stink so much?!"

"Weasley, it's you again? You didn't throw a dung bomb in the back kitchen?!"

Feeling the unkind eyes of other wizards on him, and the Weasley brothers who were busy plugging their nostrils, they were taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly shook their heads: "Nonsense! I didn't! If we did it, you would have already lost sight of it." Here we are!"

Everyone was silent at first, and then looked at the Weasley brothers who were also constantly retreating, and felt that what they said made sense.

On the other side, the faces of Harry and the others who were looking forward to the rich meal at Hogwoods also changed suddenly: "What is this smell? Vomit! It stinks! It stinks!"

At this moment, they avoided the seemingly sumptuous meal on the table like snakes and scorpions, as if there was something indescribable hidden in it.

The freshmen in the lower grades were helpless against the stench lingering in the room, and the old students who were dazzled by the stench quickly drew out their wands after a short torture: "Whirlwind sweep away!"

One after another, the wands were pointed in the air, and a strong whirlwind left and spun in the room, gathering a large amount of stink, and then sweeping it away.

Although stinky tofu still exists, after the first wave of the strongest smell is eliminated, the remaining taste is already acceptable to the human body.

After all, this thing is still a lot worse than blue cheese and canned herring.

The students from the other three colleges still hesitated looking at the food in front of them, but the Hufflepuff students hesitated looking at the dazzling collection in front of them. After a while, in the unbelievable eyes of several other college students, there was Chippa's student stood up and carefully stuffed a piece of stinky tofu into his mouth.

He didn't want to, but seeing the indifferent expressions of the dean and teachers on the stage, he always wanted to try this thing to see if it could be eaten.

The Hufflepuffs always showed their warrior side when it came to eating, which attracted the students from the other houses to focus on the warrior: "Hey, Lauter, how does it taste?"

Lauter didn't speak, just chewed slowly, but the more he ate, the brighter his eyes became.

Then, while giving thumbs up to the others, Lauter inserted another piece into his mouth without any hesitation.

As we all know, Hufflepuff loves to eat the most. As long as a food can be approved by Hufflepuff people, the taste will probably not be bad.

Although Sterling's people still had some resistance to the food that the honest Hufflepuff liked to eat, the students from the other two houses who could barely accept the smell followed suit.

Then, the first divergence appeared.

Even in the East, the attitude towards stinky tofu can be divided into very like and very resistant, not to mention the British who are in contact with it for the first time.

Even some Hufflepuffs who wanted to come to love food couldn't accept the taste of stinky tofu and chose to spit it out. On the contrary, some people in the two houses thought the taste of this thing was not bad.

all of a sudden.

The student groups that were originally divided into four colleges were divided again—those who liked stinky tofu and those who were against stinky tofu.

On the stage, seeing this scene, Lincoln smiled happily, thinking about when to get out the sweet tofu nao and salty tofu nao, maybe the group can be subdivided again, that's really, very interesting!
Those who can't accept stinky tofu silently move away, while those who like it happily enjoy it.

Among Harry and the others, Ron and Harry are typical existences that are completely unacceptable. Hermione is acceptable, but she is unwilling to try the taste of stinky tofu.

So, after wandering the eyes of several people on the table in front of them, they respectively fell in love with other dishes.

The one who bears the brunt is Ron, who likes to eat meat, he does his part to lock his eyes on a confit dish, and then
"what!"

There was a scream of being burned, which caused confusion on the faces of other students, and then followed.

"what!"

"what-"

There were voices one after another, all of them were people who had been solidly tricked by the frighteningly hot oil confit.

Seeing the wonderful performance of the students below, Lincoln smiled very happily, but Professor McGonagall, who knew that all this was his masterpiece, was extremely helpless.

Obviously, although Lincoln didn't make any messes at the sorting ceremony, the messes he made at the dining table are enough to make up for it. Seeing the confused eyes of those freshmen, it is obvious that they have been played .

The magical life in Hogwoods doesn't seem to be as good as they imagined?

The unpleasant night ended quickly. Until the moment when he was officially lying on the bed, Ron and Harry were worried about what bad things would happen next. Fortunately, Lincoln was not so inappropriate.

"Professor Lincoln, I don't think you have to use this teaching method." McGonagall had a headache: "They are freshmen in the first grade, so they don't have to use this teaching method."

"If possible, I suggest that the theoretical education should be carried out first."

"No, no, no." Lincoln shook his head and said, "Professor McGonagall, you have to know one thing. Even if you say that they are scalded [-] times, it is still worse than letting them be scalded once. Anyway, Hogwoods can guarantee their safety." Personal safety, since this is the case, you don’t have to stick to the rules, otherwise, what innovation are you talking about?”

"Well, Professor Lincoln, I have reservations about your idea. If you have students in your class who have suffered major casualties, then you have to make some changes to the curriculum, at least to meet their age, they are only in the first grade .”

"Don't worry, there will definitely be no physical casualties."

The next day.

Innovative magic uses teaching classrooms.

Lincoln looked amiably at the group of students in front of him who had been terrified by him yesterday, and smiled: "Just like what I told you yesterday, I am your new teacher, and the word new , not only in the human aspect, but also in all other aspects.”

"Now, tell me, what magic did you all learn at Hogwoods?"

Whoosh!
After Lincoln finished speaking, Hermione raised her hand high.

Sure enough, she is a top student at Hogwoods. Look at her class attitude, which is much better than her two pendants: "Student Hermione, tell me."

"Levitation spell, recovery, and fluorescent flashes"

Hermione was like a complete book of spells. She reported the names of all the spells she had taught since the beginning of the school piecemeal. By the way, she also reported some spells she had learned by herself. The other students were dumbfounded.

"Very good, five points for Gryffindor." Lincoln nodded, and gave her five points without hesitation, and then looked at the others: "Is Hermione the only one of you who has learned magic?"

"Malfoy, stand up."

Malfoy, who was lying on the gun inexplicably, felt his heart tighten, and he stood up nervously, facing Lincoln's gaze.

"Mr. Malfoy, please tell me, as a student of the noble Sterling College, what magic have you learned? It's not much better than Gryffin, a symbol of courage, right?"

Facing Lincoln's inquiry, Malfoy was in a terrible mood.

It would be embarrassing for him to compare with Hermione, a little learner, but maybe he can tell the magic that he learned at home before?
Thinking of this, Malfoy was about to speak, but met Lincoln's half-smiling eyes again, and suddenly, his courage disappeared like being washed by the water of the Black Lake several times: "Professor, I learned the Levitation Curse. "

"Levitation spell?"

Lincoln frowned, and sat him down with Malfoy's escaped eyes: "Considering the excitement of your scumbag nature and the fact that you have just arrived at Hogwoods, then, let me assume that all of you are just You have learned the levitation spell, so now, tell me, what will you do with the levitation spell?"

"Lift a feather, levitate a stone, or make clothes move?"

Facing Lincoln's question, no one spoke now, because even Hermione could tell that it was not a simple interrogative sentence.

"Now, take your wands and point them at me."

Everyone looked at Lincoln in bewilderment, and hesitated a little, which made Lincoln's voice louder: "What are you doing standing there? Are you afraid that I will hurt you?"

All of a sudden, everyone got motivated and raised their wands one after another, trying to point the tip of the wand in the direction where Lincoln was, but at this moment, they finally realized something was wrong.

An inexplicable force acted on the tips of their wands, preventing them from pointing their wands at Lincoln's body. With only the strength of their palms, they couldn't point the wands at Lincoln while holding the tail of the wands. .

Not just the tip of the staff, but even their clothes are fighting against their will.

Amid all the twists and turns, for a few minutes, no one could point their wand at Lincoln.

Precisely pinching the time, Lincoln waved their wands, causing their wands to drop to the table with a bang: "There are many ways to use the levitation spell, and this is just a form of using magic power."

"With spells and gestures, you can use magic, but without spells and gestures, you can use magic."

While speaking, Lincoln put down the magic wand in his hand, then opened his hands, and stood in the air directly in the air under the eyes of the students who didn't know it: "Control the magic power and the essence of magic, and you can manipulate it as you like. .”

"Of course, more complicated things are impossible for you rookies, so now, all I need to teach you is one spell, which can be called the Wukong technique."

"Master it, you can make your own body or any object you see dance in the air in the way you want, including enemies."

"It's practical, but the learning process can be a little difficult, so, are you ready?"

Seeing Lincoln's iconic smile, all the students' hearts suddenly skipped a beat. The next moment, they saw Lincoln tap his wand.

The ceiling of the classroom was opened, and then the ground began to rise high. In just a few breaths, they appeared from the original classroom on a high cliff several thousand meters above the ground.

Standing on the cliff and looking at the ground that was not too far away, all of the students in the classroom felt their legs and feet go limp, and when they looked at Lincoln again, they already had disbelief in their eyes.

As if to confirm their thoughts, Lincoln smiled slightly: "Very clever, it seems that you have already guessed what the next teaching process will be."

"That's right, it's very simple. By experiencing the freest fall in mid-air, feeling the changes in airflow and body, using the greatest pressure to stimulate your potential and achieve the goal of learning, are you ready?"

"Professor!" Hermione raised her palm high: "But you haven't told us the magic spells and gestures yet!"

"Spells? Gestures?" Lincoln smiled slightly: "Those are the means of using classical magic. My innovative magic does not need these things. If you control the power of magic, you can do it all naturally."

"Of course, I will teach you how to learn all this, but not here."

After finishing speaking, in the horrified eyes of those students, Lincoln tapped his wand, and the cliff under their feet disappeared, and screams sounded one after another, and one student after another experienced the most primitive and pure free fall in the air. excitement.

The sound of whistling wind kept passing by their ears. Their open palms seemed to be able to catch the actual airflow, and their beating hearts made their bodies heat up. At the same time, Lincoln's voice reached their ears.

It was like grabbing the last straw, except for some unlucky ones who had already passed out, the remaining people remembered Lincoln's words very clearly, and hurriedly mobilized their magic and started to act.

Some of them want to use the levitation spell, but obviously, in this place controlled by Lincoln, any means not allowed by him are invalid.

Of course, the Wukong technique is not the Wukong technique in Dragon Ball, but a comprehensive spell created by himself, which is actually an advanced way of using energy such as magic power.

Lincoln is not only very innovative in teaching methods, but also in teaching new things.

So new that maybe when Voldemort wakes up, someone will be able to smile and say to him, "My lord, times have changed."