A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

  Chapter 356 New Trends in Weasley’s Witchcraft Workshop

  After class, the little wizards of the third grade filed out of the classroom, with a half-foot-tall magic puppet, happily discussing the content of the first class.

   Felix stayed and checked a form. He wrote down the number 17 next to the name ‘Luna Lovegood’, which represented the number of cards she had touched in class.

  In fact, in the process of injecting stable magic into the card, the little wizards become more proficient as they go to the back of the class. In Felix's view, today is really just an interest-oriented class. Especially when compared with the next sixth grade class—

   "The sixth grade is a crucial year..."

  "Don't do that, professor." Fred and George shouted aggrievedly in class: "We have just gone through O.W.Ls!" The other students murmured in agreement.

They listened to similar words for a year, and there was a psychological shadow. A few timid students seemed to be brought into the last school year full of bitterness. When they thought of the difficult days, they seemed to have some sequelae. Sway.

  The students have a deep grief. They don’t know who made the retching sound. The students looked for the source of the sound, and their emotions became disjointed.

  Felix was amused and paced in the classroom. "The reason why I say this is because in this year, you don't have to worry about the certificate, and the accumulation of knowledge has reached a peak. This means—"

  He deliberately paused for a few seconds to reveal the answer: "We have more time for practice."

   Without waiting for the students to recollect, he turned around and walked back to the podium, took out the magic text cards neatly, and clapped his hands: "My request is very simple. Through these cards, I can master at least seven ancient magic texts—"

  "They happen to form a magic circuit. I will explain this part of the content in the last half hour of the course."

  "But I hope that you can discover the fun through your own exploration. Let’s start, classmates, whoever finishes first will get 20 points."

Soon, in the ancient magic writing improvement class of the sixth grade, the students of the four academies took the magic writing cards and projected the symbols of the magic writings. This is a piece of cake for the fifth grade students who have experienced purgatory. dish.

  But the key is how to use the cards to master the magic text above.

"That's right." Felix seemed to have thought of something and picked up the roster, "It is still very difficult to complete this step alone, so I will group you...Miss Campbell King, don't look around, I will follow the roster In the order of three people in a group."

  In this way, the students of the four colleges were disrupted, and Felix thoughtfully deformed a round table, each with three chairs. Taking advantage of the last name, the Weasley twins were grouped together, and they stared at the Ravenclaw girl opposite.

   "Oh, it's so beautiful." The girl looked at the small green sprout projected on the card, her eyes flashed with intoxication, and then she came back to her senses and looked down at the textbook full of notes.

"According to past experience, if you want to master a magic text, you must first master its symbolic shape and magic symbol... This is the most important thing, and we can get it from the card, and the rest is just-what do you guys look at me doing? ?"

   "No, nothing." George muttered. He took a card from Fred's hand, injected magic power, and whispered, "Why do you think the professor did this?"

  Fred said: "I guess we want us to master the ability to learn ancient magic texts by ourselves."

"you are serious?"

   "I heard people in the'Future World' say, well, it's Penello," he blinked mischievously. "She said that Professor Haipu's positioning of the magic text card is an enlightenment toy."

   "Toys!" George said with staring eyes.

"Yes, it's the same as the comic strips for children, but Professor Haipu is more to promote practical magic. Penello said that the professor provided a scene: the father or mother holding the child and projecting one by one from the card When the child grows up a little bit, he will naturally get close to Mowen."

Joe thought about it very seriously, "If'Future World' hadn't purchased a batch of Muggle toys, I don't know how scarce our entertainment methods are... how much inspiration it has given us! Magic blocks, little soldiers, colorful Bubble guns, prank cards, and derived wizard battle cards..."

  The Ravenclaw girl interjected: "Why are there no dolls?"

   "Uh, please forgive me, what did you say?"

   "Dolls," the girl said solemnly, "I liked them the most when I was a kid. Every year I spend my pocket money on it. I have collected a whole set in a few years!"

  The twins looked at each other, Fred slowly asked, "George, what do you think?"

  George said in the same tone: "Man, I think—should take advantage of the last two years in school to find some partners..."

   "It makes sense." Fred nodded, he turned his head and looked at the girl, "Terry, would you like to join?"

  Terry looked at them in surprise.

   "What did you say?"

  "Join Weasley’s Witchcraft and Wizardry. There is nothing at present, but in the future, it will be the world’s largest supplier of prank items and a maker of children’s toys for wizards."

   "You-uh-a bit unexpected -" Terry said in a bewilderment, "this is not your prank again, is it?"

   "Of course not. Do you have any plans for the future? For example, join the Ministry of Magic?" Fred and George asked, looking at each other. It was a whim at first, but now I really have plans to recruit people.

   "This...no, I come from a Muggle family, and I haven't figured out where to stay after graduation."

   "Then try it." Fred and George tried to bewitched.

  Terry found herself inexplicably positioned as the veteran of Weasley’s Witchcraft and Wizardry, and her hand holding the card shook fiercely. The blue waterfall projected by the card flickered and then disappeared.

  ...

  In the last half hour, Felix explained this part of knowledge and assigned homework.

  "The content of today's paper is how to efficiently use the magic text cards to learn ancient magic texts. I need you to combine your experience in class to summarize a set of effective learning programs."

  After class, Felix heard the Weasley twins muttering as they passed by—

   "What do you think of Cedric?"

   "He has a soft spot for magic puppets..."

   "Isn't this just right?"

   "Yes...Aubrey is also good, and Celton and Paldis."

   Felix rubbed his chin and looked at the back of the two. All they mentioned were from the Mowen Club. Is there anything he didn't know about it?

  After the afternoon class, Felix walked toward the auditorium, with a sniff on his shoulder, attracting a lot of curious eyes along the way. As soon as I arrived in the hall, I saw Harry and Draco arguing from a distance.

  Harry said something angrily. He pulled Ron and turned away. Draco Malfoy flushed. He dropped the newspaper in his hand, took out his wand from his back in anger, and pointed it viciously at Harry.

"boom!"

Harry jumped to the side quickly, a fiery spell brushed against his hair, and he turned around and waved his hand sharply-Draco seemed to have been hit by something, his wand dropped out, and he stumbled back. Crabbe caught him and didn't fall.

  Several screams came late.

   "Merlin's beard, what is that!"

   "Silent and wandless casting, Potter is too amazing, it's a pity, he is only in the fourth grade..."

  "Do you think he can become a warrior if there is no age limit?"

   "It's hard to say, everyone has made great progress in the past two years."

  Ron looked at Harry in shock, "How did you do it?"

   Harry stared blankly at the extra wand in his hand, which belonged to Malfoy. Harry himself didn't know what was going on, he was just angry that he was suddenly attacked, and he subconsciously fought back. Just about to say something, he heard a loud noise in the hall.

boom! Then a roar echoed in the hall.

   "You are not allowed to do this, kid!"

  Moody limped up, pointing his wand at a snow-white ferret. The ferret shivered on the slate floor, which was where Malfoy stood just now.

  In the silence, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Moody asked: "Did he hurt you?"

   "No," Harry said, "The spell missed."

   "Don't touch it!" Moody yelled.

   "Don't touch—what?" Harry asked inexplicably.

   "It's not about you-it's about him!" Moody yelled again, thumbs up, and pointed at Crabbe over his shoulder. Crabbe was about to pick up the ferret, but he was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

  Moody started limping towards Crabbe, Gore, and the ferret. The ferret gave a horrified cry, avoided, and ran in the opposite direction.

   "I don't believe in this evil!" Moody yelled and pointed his wand at the ferret-at this moment, a man stood in front of the ferret, "Oh, Professor Moody, I can't let you do this."

   Felix smiled and cast his spell.

  The ferret shrank at his feet, Sniffing Warren was lying on his shoulder and looking at it curiously.

  As for Felix himself, his eyes have fallen on the dirty "Daily Prophet" that has been trampled on the ground, and by coincidence, he has only read the headlines on it this morning.

  (End of this chapter)