Hogwarts Everything is Three

During the lunch break, many sixth-grade students have chosen to complete their schoolwork in the common room. The "free" time in the sixth grade without classes is not as relaxing and restful as Ron Weasley expects, but must be used to work hard to complete a lot of homework assigned by the teacher.

The students in the improvement class not only worked hard as if they had to deal with exams every day, but the homework assigned by the professors did not take into account that they had just finished a pleasant summer vacation and whether they had adapted to the high-intensity study. Even if Hermione was able to figure out the content at all, she had just finished the homework in the potions class due to the quantity, and it was about time for the afternoon class.

"Quickly, Professor Harris' first ancient magic lesson, don't be late." Ginny quickly stuffed her textbook into her backpack, and many wizards in the lounge were rushing to pack their textbooks, homework and pens. .

"Ginny, are you going to the ancient magic class too?" Ron, who was still worrying about homework in the potions class, asked his sister in surprise.

"Of course." Ginny raised her eyebrows. "Professor Harris only teaches two lessons of ancient magic a week. All wizards who take this course at all ages have to go to the class. I have to move faster with Harry or I won't be able to get it. position."

"Okay, go, go, go, you all, I happen to be able to play my wizard chess in the dormitory." Ron folded his hands behind his head, leaned heavily on the back of the chair, and made a A pleasant look.

Harry, who had just packed up, heard Ron's words when he got up and asked, "Did you just say you were going to practice Quidditch?"

"Leave Ron alone, let's go, I hope he can be so comfortable when playing against others." Ginny snorted, and tossed her long red hair, pulling Harry out of the common room.

The little lions rushed to the ancient magic classroom along the familiar road. In the corridor outside the classroom, they saw that there were a lot of people coming to class, and all grades gathered in groups to wait for their new professor-most of the members were members of the Harris training class. No one in the intensive training class wants to miss this course. In addition, the majority of ordinary students wear Ravenclaw and Slytherin uniforms.

"Look, Pansy Parkinson really didn't follow Malfoy, she was hiding from Alan!" Harry whispered, pointing in the direction where the Slytherins gathered.

Draco stood with Gore and Crabbe. These two of his followers were unable to attend the improvement class because their grades in the potions class were not enough, but they obviously did not miss the ancient magic class which had no hard requirements for wizards.

"Harry, you should think more about your girlfriend, not about Pansy Parkinson." Ginny walked in the direction of Hermione, who was already standing with Luna.

Not far behind the mad girls, four Hufflepuff students, led by Ernie Macmillan, occupied a corner of the classroom. Ernie was born in a pure-blood family and can trace his lineage back nine generations. He is related to Melania Black, Sirius Black's grandmother. Although Ernie is a rare and arrogant type in Hufflepuff, he is not prejudiced against other bloodlines. He has also been friendly to Muggle-born Justin Finley and helped him. , So after Cedric graduated, he seemed to become the leader of Hufflepuff.

When the class time came, Allen and Mr. Qiaoshou behind him walked into the classroom like they had calculated the time, and the classroom fell silent for an instant.

Alan, wearing that ancient magic robe, walked slowly to the podium and stood still and turned, his eyes swept over the wizards one by one, and he checked the list of incoming wizards and the list he received, and confirmed that no one was absent. Later, Allen spoke and walked on the podium: "My classmates, my students, you came to my class today because of your inner desire and a belief. The old Hogwarts teaching method is not suitable. We are."

All the wizards in the classroom focused their eyes on Alan, who could openly declare that dark magic would be involved in the ancient magic class, and chose to study after Alan and Dumbledore had a blatant conflict at the opening ceremony. There are more or less ambitions or ambitions in my heart-no matter what purpose this ambition is for, whether it is good or bad.

"You are here today because you are eager for something new... a way out, something different..." Allen looked around the little wizards at the desk with his back. "Recently I know that my relationship with Dumbledore makes a lot of People are very nervous, yes, my philosophy and Dumbledore have a serious conflict, but the struggle between me and him is not from personal hatred, but he is trying to make all wizards become the same person. Become a protected person. Of course, in my opinion, it is not that there is anything wrong with choosing to become such a majority group. They are not useless. Being a protected wizard can also have different values. But , I think I should give all wizards a choice to make their own decisions. Ancient magic will only be granted to those of you who have more lofty ideals. It will only bloom in the souls of a few wizards-we ourselves will Become a protector of others."

The words of the ancient magic lesson professor just fell, and the Hogwarts wizards who were sitting awkwardly behind the desk were aroused by Allen's opening remarks, and they all stood up and began to cheer and applaud uncontrollably-for Allen and for themselves .

Whether it’s Harry who made this choice in his heart but is still hesitating whether it is right or not, or Neville who thinks of his being abused by Death Eaters to his crazy parents, or those who originally rejected the black magic and only planned to come and learn some neutral Hufflepuff of ancient magic, and even Crabbe, who was at a loss and purposelessly just following Draco, was full of passion and longing for the course he had chosen at this time.

Alan looked at the agitated little wizards, and he was quite satisfied with a smile at the corners of his mouth. Allen did not use magic that could influence and suggest others in his speech, but only used charm and language to achieve it. This effect. The professor of Ancient Magic Course opened his arms and suppressed the cheers, and officially started the first content of the course: "Excuse me, classmates, today we have a lot of content and time is tight, so I can leave you time to celebrate and Not much-so let's just get started. First, please take out your wands and line up."

Many wizards get even more excited when they hear that they take out their wands, but there are exceptions.

"Are you going to fight again?" Neville held his wand and stood behind Harry in a bit of horror-he came to this class to learn some new things to arm himself, but now what Neville was very nervous about the possibility of fighting before he learned it.

"Don't worry, Professor Harris won't let us have a problem-but I don't know if he will direct us to a one-on-one duel like the duel club did? Why do we have to line up?" Qiu Zhang's sweet voice came from behind them. It is said that she is in the seventh grade and has to deal with the NEWT exam this year~www.ltnovel.com~ But she still signed up for this course, and this year she did not intend to quit the Quidditch competition. In fact, she is planning After graduating, also engaged in this sport-it is best to work on a team with her boyfriend Cedric Diggory, who is currently in a long-distance relationship.

Under the experienced leadership of the members of the training class, the wizards moved quickly according to the academy and grade, but unlike their initial expectations, at least at this time, the ancient magic class professor did not immediately let the students do it.

Mr. Handyman behind Allen himself moved in front of the little wizards. Three tentacles quickly gestured to the wands and bodies of the little wizards. His three eyes blinked constantly, and at the same time reported the data it measured. .

"Mr. Harry Potter, please straighten your arms. I need to measure your arm length." Mr. Qiaoshou said to Harry, who was looking at him with his head tilted in a dreadful direction—this golem is still softly middle-aged. Female voice.

Harry couldn't help but think of his own experience of being measured in Ollivander and Mrs. Morkin's shop. Compared with automatic magic tape measure and manual measurement, Mr. Handyman in front of him is undoubtedly more accurate, smarter and faster. It repeats While measuring, report the data and record it on parchment paper.

"Mr. Argus Filch kindly lent me Mrs. Lorice II, his master handy... Well, it should be called Ms. Handy. Mr. Filch set it to Female voice..." Allen gave a dry cough before continuing, "It will measure the shape and weight of your wand, material, and various aspects of your body. Please return to your desk after the measurement. After that, I will follow These data are tailor-made for you some training props-but don't be disappointed, as the first class, I will prepare a small gift for you today..."