Chapter 105 You understand the little wizard

Some sixth graders at Hogwarts now regret it, very much.

They didn't study hard and failed the Defense Against the Dark Arts subject in the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination. Theoretically speaking, these students who failed the class cannot participate in the sixth grade improvement class.

But when Professor McGonagall asked Dracula and asked him what grade level he was planning to accept for students in the improvement class, Dracula directly said that "t (extremely poor)" levels were allowed to participate in the Defense Against the Dark Arts improvement class. Such a Conditions that are ridiculously lenient.

Those students who did not perform well in all subjects and had few advanced courses to sign up for were originally worried. If they obtain too few certificates, their future employment situation will be extremely severe.

There aren't many jobs in the magic world. If they can't even get a test certificate during school, they might have to go home and farm... No, most of them failed in herbal medicine, I'm afraid. I can’t even farm well when I get home!

After learning that Professor Dracula would accept students with "P" and other grades, those scumbag students were immediately happy. Being able to join the advanced class means that they have the opportunity to continue to be exposed to Defense Against the Dark Arts. This way, they have a greater chance of passing the make-up exam in the second year.

As a result, the poor students put a check mark on the subject of "Defense Against the Dark Arts" on the registration form for the advanced class, and then happily handed it over to their respective deans.

However, they only regretted taking the first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson in sixth grade——

Where is Professor Dracula's Defense Against the Dark Arts class? This is obviously life-threatening!

The students in the classroom are forced to use magic spells non-stop. If anyone dares to be lazy, they will be punished with spells that are not harmful but can cause extreme pain, until everyone is exhausted and paralyzed on the ground, unable to move anymore. It took him only one finger to stop his hand without finishing it...

This kind of professor is nothing but a devil!

"I won't give you any homework today. Go back and reflect on how to improve your spellcasting skills!"

As the only person who could "stand" in the classroom, Dracula stood out and said to a large group of students on the ground.

After handing over today's homework, he waved his hands and moved the students lying on the ground to both sides of the classroom, as if cleaning up garbage, and neatly placed the tables and chairs pushed away in the middle of the classroom.

Dracula glanced at the neat classroom and the messy group of students lying on the floor, nodded happily, and then returned to his office from the steps in front of the classroom.

Twenty minutes later, the students who came to the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class saw this scene——

Both sides of the classroom were crowded with students from various colleges. They were sweating profusely, their wizard robes were soaked, and they were pale and poorly dressed. No one had the strength to move and leave the classroom...

"What...what happened here?"

Cedric, who had come to class, stopped at the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom in a daze, not daring to step into the classroom door for a long time.

Fred and George poked their heads out from Cedric's left and right shoulders, saw the scene in the classroom, and immediately took a breath.

"Hiss..." Their expressions were shocked, "Is this some kind of large-scale murder scene? Well... this does seem like something Professor Dracula could do!"

At this moment, the two of them accidentally caught a glimpse of a red-haired wizard who was squeezed into the corner of the classroom wall and pinned down by several boys.

"Hey, Fred, look who that is!" George patted Fred on the back in surprise.

"Oh, Percy! It's so rare. I haven't seen Percy in such a miserable state for a long time!" Fred's expression instantly became extremely surprised, and he waved to Percy happily.

Seeing the surprised expressions on his two brothers' faces, Percy felt a little embarrassed. But he really didn't have the extra strength to break free from the oppression of a group of strong men, so he had to turn his head silently, face the wall and start to close himself in.

"Is it time for class?"

Suddenly, a voice rang from the front of the classroom, interrupting the nervous thoughts of the students at the door.

The fourth-grade wizards raised their heads from outside the door and saw that Professor Dracula had come down from the office at some point and was now standing on the podium, looking at them with interest.

"Class has already started, why don't you come in?" Dracula asked, "Are you worried that these senior students will affect your class?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand casually, like dropping dumplings into a pot, and threw the sixth-grade students who were lying on the ground from the window to the corridor outside the second floor.

Given the size of the window, he could only throw five or six sixth-grade students at one time, and it took him several times to throw them all outside.

When Percy Weiss, who was squeezed into the corner, was thrown out, the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom once again returned to its spacious and bright appearance.

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"Okay, can you come in now?" Dracula looked at the little wizards outside the door and asked with a chuckle.

The trembling fourth-grade wizards filed into the classroom, sat in their seats, and looked at Dracula on the podium tremblingly, not knowing what kind of hell would be waiting for them next!

"You seem to be very interested in what happened in that class just now?" Dracula glanced around slowly, then raised the corners of his mouth and asked with a half-smile.

The little wizards who were swept by Dracula's gaze were all trembling, lowering their heads and not daring to speak.

At this time, they just hope that a real warrior can stand up and tell Professor Dracula loudly that they are not interested in the content of the previous class, and please be sure not to let them become like the sixth grade students. Look!

So the real Mengshi stood up——

"Professor, we are not interested in the content of the last class!"

The little wizard in the classroom, who lowered his head like an ostrich, was overjoyed and quietly raised his head with admiration, wanting to see who had the courage to confront Professor Dracula's power and oppression head-on!

Then they saw two flaming red hairs...

Suddenly, the little wizards felt a thump in their hearts, subconsciously feeling that something was not good.

And the Weslay twins did not disappoint.

"That's right, Professor, we are not interested in class, we are just more interested in your method of making Percy tired like a dog." Fred said with a smile.

"Yes, Professor, we must laugh at Percy about this when we go back!" George said.

The little wizards sitting on the seats kept winking at the two people who stood up, staring at them with angry eyes. However, the twins were immersed in the joy of laughing at Percy, and did not realize what they were doing, nor did they see the "well-intentioned" reminders from their classmates.

"Very good." Dracula looked at the two of them with a half-smile, and said slowly, "In that case, I can let you personally experience how Percy Weiss became a 'tired dog' as you said. of."

The tables and chairs in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom have once again been moved to both sides of the classroom...

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The next day, Dracula's notoriety spread throughout Hogwarts Castle.

The reason why it spread only the next day instead of becoming widely known that night was not because the impact of the incident was not big enough, but because the students who had experienced the first day of Defense Against the Dark Arts class were exhausted. , there was no time to tell others about their tragic experience, and they fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until the next day that these students regained a little energy, and then they remembered to tell the students who had not yet attended the Defense Against the Dark Arts class about the content of the class, wishing them to take more care, and hoping that their people would be fine...

The young wizards at Hogwarts all agreed that Professor Dracula had restrained himself when he first came last year - he just let a classroom of students use spells on him at the same time. What does it look like now? It’s a piece of cake!

In the eyes of the young wizards, the crazy Professor Dracula even lowered the Defense Against the Dark Arts class to the lowest "T" level in order to let everyone experience what it means to be "tired like a dog". Blatantly unwilling to leave out any student!

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On the eighth floor of the main tower, the Hogwarts principal's office.

"Professor Dracula, many professors have come to me recently, all here to give your opinions." Dumbledore sat behind his desk and looked helplessly at Dracula, who was lying skillfully on the sofa opposite him. " They all said that after taking your class, the students no longer have the energy to listen to them.”

"What does it have to do with me?" Dracula said nonchalantly, "In the ordinary wizard level exam last semester, the failure rate in Defense Against the Dark Arts was almost the highest. This makes me lose face and makes me very unhappy."

"So in the future, in my classes, all practical exercises must be strengthened, so that those little wizards who think about having fun all day can remember them!"

At the end of the sentence, Dracula's voice turned cold unconsciously, and even the temperature in the principal's office dropped by more than ten degrees in just an instant.

The weather that originally seemed a bit hot in late summer and early autumn suddenly looks like winter!

Phoenix Fox, who had been combing his feathers leisurely, suddenly became frightened. After combing his feathers for a long time, his feathers were all in vain.

Dumbledore waved his wand helplessly, restoring the temperature in the principal's office to its original state, and then stretched out a hand to smooth down Fawkes' newly exploded golden-red feathers.

"Professor Dracula, I didn't mean to say that your teaching methods are bad." Dumbledore considered his words and said in a consultative tone, "I know what you think. It will indeed be very helpful to improve students' performance through practical exercises." efficient."

"As far as I know, increasing the intensity of actual combat can not only improve students' defense against the dark arts, but also improve their adaptability, combat quality, and application abilities in other subjects, such as transfiguration and charms."

"What's more, you and I both know that Voldemort is back, and he may regain all his strength and come back at any time. By then, the students at Hogwarts will have a higher level of practical ability, and they will have more possible survival."

Dumbledore looked solemn and gave a series of affirmations to Dracula's teaching methods.

"Since Mr. Principal recognizes my teaching methods so much, why did you call me here?" Dracula looked at him in surprise and asked casually.

"What I mean is that although this kind of practical training does have great benefits, it is not without its drawbacks." Dumbledore said, "This kind of teaching method that drains students of their physical strength will inevitably make them lose all their energy. All the energy is devoted to Defense Against the Dark Arts, thereby neglecting the study of other subjects."

"As a result, basic subjects such as Transfiguration and Charms will be gradually neglected or even forgotten by them. But Defense Against the Dark Arts is not just an independent course to learn how to deal with dark creatures and dark wizards. In fact, it is It’s more like a defensive subject that relies on various basic magic subjects.”

"Therefore, I suggest that for the sake of the all-round development of the little wizards, try not to delay their other courses."

Dumbledore looked deeply into Dracula's eyes and analyzed him in detail.

"You are truly worthy of being the principal, Dumbledore." Dracula sat up from the sofa, chuckled and shook his head, "Your words are indeed reasonable and make me speechless."

"I don't dare take it seriously. I just have some superficial teaching experience." Dumbledore smiled and stroked his long white beard.

"Okay, then tell me, are there any teaching methods that can take into account practical exercises and the study of other subjects?" Dracula asked.

"Professor Dracula, actually we can think about the problem from another angle." Dumbledore winked at him, "Since practicing actual combat in class will cause students to become tired and delay their next class, then we Why not find a time when there are no other classes to do practical exercises?”

"You mean...adding classes during students' breaks?" Dracula raised his eyebrows.

"Don't say that, Professor Dracula, adding classes is not a good idea!" Dumbledore said with a smile, "We can change the idea - for example, hold a dueling club!"

"Wizard duels can be said to be a traditional event in the magical world for thousands of years. It is regarded as the most honorable duel among wizards. No young wizard can resist the temptation of an open duel. Believe me, they will definitely come to participate in this event. From the Duel Club.”

"Professor Dracula, what do you think of my idea?"

Looking at Dumbledore with a smile on his face, the corners of Dracula's mouth twitched.

"...You understand little wizards, Mr. Headmaster." He affirmed Dumbledore's plan, "But...there are still some little wizards who have never experienced the feeling of being 'tired like a dog' in class. I need to let them feel the feelings too. You can’t favor one over the other, right?”

"Then just wait until next Monday. The Duel Club will officially open after dinner next Monday!"

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