Chapter 82 Convincing Professor McGonagall

It turns out that Cedric is a good guy and a good guy who walks the talk.

Although he was a little frustrated after losing the bet, he couldn't do such a dishonest thing as turning his back and denying his credit. Instead, he seriously warned Robert that he must notify him as soon as possible after the club was established.

Of course, regarding this bet, Xiao Sai has not reacted until now. Because Robert didn't explain the content of their bet in detail. It should have just been to catch the tennis ball, but this guy insisted that the bet had changed, and the content of the bet had to change. Of course, the content of their bet was changed to whether Catch the tennis ball easily.

Classmate Xiaosai was confused. He had never bet before and wondered, is betting such a dangerous thing?

Never bet with anyone again!

Although they were very embarrassed by the training, with the help of various magic spells, the two of them still appeared in the auditorium looking fresh.

"Hey, Robert, Cedric, this way." Mr. Honey Badger left a seat for the two of them. After Robert sat down, he drank a glass of milk first. He was very thirsty.

Cedric said hello to his friends and started stuffing all kinds of food into his mouth. He was almost starving to death after training.

Mr. Honey Badger is a little confused. What's wrong with my friend? They both disappeared early in the morning, and now they look like starving ghosts reincarnated. This is...

Going to explore the castle?

Mr. Honey Badger moved over and asked curiously, "Robert, what were you and Thad doing? I didn't see you this morning. Summers and I were both shocked."

Summers pulled his head off his cereal and said hello.

"Hey, didn't you hear it yesterday?" Robert wondered, "The Quidditch captain asked me to help train Ced?"

"Huh? So early?!" Mr. Honey Badger's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

"It's too early." Robert said vaguely with a fried egg in his mouth, "Do you think improving dynamic vision is as simple as memorizing the history of magic? If he didn't have talent, Seid wouldn't be able to learn it this school year. .”

Mr. Honey Badger shrank his neck and whispered, "I think reciting the history of magic is quite difficult..."

Robert was helpless, "Stebbins, did you forget to do your history of magic homework again?"

Mr. Honey Badger buried his head in the bowl.

"Okay, in that case..." Robert took out a piece of paper, wrote some words on it, and handed it to him, "So, are you interested in joining the Examination Research Club?"

"Take...the exam?" Mr. Honey Badger glanced at the parchment. On it were the words "Examination Research Society" and couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Why would anyone want to study the exam!"

"It's not about studying the exam, but studying how to pass the exam." Robert turned the quill in his hand and thought about how to write his club application.

Mr. Honey Badger looked around, leaned into Robert's ear and said, "Robert, cheating is wrong."

Robert was stunned for a moment and gave him a dead eye, "Huh? Stebbins, what are you thinking about? Why does there be such a thing as cheating? It's just a test, such a simple test question Do you still need to cheat?”

Mr. Honey Badger burst into tears.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Robert chuckled, "The main thing is to find a few friends who want to get high scores in the exam, and we can summarize the experience of learning magic together."

"It should be called a magic study group or something..." Mr. Honey Badger said dejectedly, "Exam study group or something, it sounds so scary."

Robert raised his eyebrows, "The protest is invalid, I am the president. Stebbins, do you want to join?"

Mr. Honey Badger shook his head at the speed of light.

"Perhaps someone will explain to you how to answer the questions on the history of magic?" Robert raised his eyebrows and continued to seduce.

Mr. Honey Badger's eyes lit up, but then he hesitated.

Robert was dumbfounded. You don't want to take the bait. How afraid are you of the exam?

After thinking for a moment, Robert continued to confuse, "Maybe there will be senior students with good grades in Potions class..."

"I'll join!" Mr. Honey Badger cried, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Robert smacked his lips.

Professor Snape, how scary are you? Look how scared you are of the honey badgers!

Crying when Potions class is mentioned has the same effect as a bully who stops a child from crying.

Sighing, he picked up the chocolate frog and stuffed it into Mr. Honey Badger's mouth. I hope this thing's passive skill can be activated!

Increase happiness.

Mr. Honey Badger was crying and burping at the same time, and the thick chocolate in the chocolate frog was almost melted in his mouth.

Fortunately, the other three people in the dormitory are all very clean, and Stebbins has been convinced in every sense of the word. Even though I cried into tears, it didn't contaminate the chocolate, so I sipped it in small sips.

It turns out that Snape's shock power is greater than the joy of the chocolate frog...

After breakfast, Robert found Professor McGonagall.

This kind of thing that wants to establish a club requires the approval of the vice-principal. Of course, Robert has also consulted Professor Sprout in advance. She seems not very interested in this, but she does not dampen the enthusiasm of her students.

"A club that studies... exams?" Professor McGonagall frowned, "Mr. Leslie, I don't want you to study magic with utilitarianism. If you don't have a reasonable reason to convince me, I won't approve it. The society was established.”

"Professor McGonagall, you may have a misunderstanding." Robert smiled slightly, not caring about Professor McGonagall's rejection at all. This professor hopes that every student can graduate successfully, but she hopes that they will graduate after they truly understand magic, and Not by playing tricks.

Professor McGonagall lowered her head slightly, took off her glasses, and stared at Robert sharply, as if she wanted to see if the student was lying.

However, Robert had already thought of his words.

"By asking my seniors, I can confirm that the exam questions are different every year, so you don't have to worry that we will only memorize a small part of the key points and train those kinds of magic spells for the exam, because even the seniors don't Know what the focus of this year’s exam is.”

"In fact, the knowledge in the book is easy to master, but every year there are students who fail. All we need to do is to enable them to remember all the knowledge points and pass the exam, and those students who have passed the exam get E Or O."

"Furthermore, through the exchange of experiences in learning a certain knowledge point, students with less talent can quickly master it, while students with more talent can also open up their minds and develop more uses of magic spells."

Robert shrugged, "It's much better than thinking hard alone."

Professor McGonagall nodded, but still did not let go, "I agree with your point of view. If this is the case, I think, Mr. Leslie, you should change your name to Magic Research Society or Magic Learning Society. Why? How about using the name Examination Research Society?"

Robert scratched his head and said, "Well, how should I put this?"

He thought for a moment and explained, "In the Muggle world, if you want to sell something, you must have a selling point. For example, if I sell a toothbrush, my selling point can be the flexibility of the bristles, or the flexibility of the bristles. It’s the convenience of a toothbrush.”

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers and said, "Exams are the selling point of our club. For many people, exams are a terrible disaster, and the biggest purpose of our club is to allow members to pass the exam smoothly."

He smiled and said with confidence in his voice, "Do you think this explanation can convince you? Professor McGonagall."