Chapter 46 Long Live Professor Holmes
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Liu Yue Zhi Yuan Fei
Just when Douglas missed the beautiful youth.
His thoughts were interrupted by a group of seventh graders visiting.
Douglas saw that he didn't have enough chairs in his office.
Grab a few books on the shelf and turn them into chairs.
Then invite everyone to sit down.
While making tea, he asked:
"After this week's observation, what kind of experience do you have?"
The seventh graders who were about to say something, quickly shut up.
One of the Ravenclaw girls said:
"Professor, I feel that our teaching of Defense Against the Dark Arts is terrible.
Of course, I'm not talking about you. After all, according to your statement, this week is a preliminary exam week.
Due to the instability of the teaching of this course in previous years, many people, including us, have not systematically accumulated Defense Against the Dark Arts..."
Douglas listened carefully to everyone's report.
Then he took the parchment from their hands.
I looked at it carefully and commented on some of the content on the spot.
Douglas is very pleased with this class of seventh graders.
To be precise, since the birth of Professor Nianpo, every student who can enter the Defense Against the Dark Arts class with good owls grades.
All good seedlings.
Douglas put the parchment aside after reading it.
Then look around.
Tapping on the table lightly, he said:
"I know that the teaching quality of Defense Against the Dark Arts has always been inconsistent.
Being able to choose this course is more affirmation of your own family education or self-study ability...
Oh, you don't have to rush to deny it, who hasn't come from this age.
But according to my understanding this week, you seem to have not mastered some spells in the sixth grade, right?
This is far worse than what we were back then.
Don't rush to deny it, how many people will release the Iron Armor Curse?
What about silent spells?
What about resisting the Imperius Curse?Patronus spell?
How about illegal black magic, how many have you seen?
Don't tell me what's in the textbook, I know better than you...
God, I don't know what you were doing last semester? "
Hearing Douglas mention last term, Mario Nott of Slytherin couldn't help curling his lip.
"Professor Holmes, you were not at Hogwarts last year, so you don't know anything about that Professor Quirrell.
He is nervous all day long, and he reads textbooks in class.
Of course, if someone asks a question, he will indeed answer it, but, as far as his stuttering speed is concerned.
We even suspect he won't even be able to unleash a full spell...
Hehe, who would have thought that in the end, he would kill three first graders. "
Speaking of this, the other seventh grade students all showed a look of contempt.
Douglas sneered:
"You all think so?
So last year, you didn't listen to Quirinus's class at all?
Hehe, just like you, still thinking about becoming an Auror in the future?
Modesty makes people progress, pride makes people lag behind, students!
If he was really that bad, why would Headmaster Dumbledore look for him?
Don't you think you are better than Headmaster Dumbledore? "
A student at the bottom muttered:
"That's not because basically no one is willing to be a professor of this course now."
Douglas looked at the unconvinced expressions and sighed.
"You guys dream of being Aurors,
Is there no doubt about the performance of Quirinas? "
Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, Douglas shrugged:
"Well, it's a pity that you missed the class of a black magic master."
Douglas did not explain too much about Quirrell.
After all, the version that has been circulated in the school is the story of the three little ones fighting Quirrell.
Basically don't know anything about Voldemort behind it.
But his tone and expression still made the seventh graders sitting here think that they really lost 500 million Galleons?
"Come down to business.
For the next year of study, what I want to do is not let you just get a good score in Defense Against the Dark Arts in the newt exam, and you can be self-satisfied.
But must!Everyone!excellent!
This means that in the next year, you must work very hard to make up for me the courses that I missed in the sixth grade.
So this semester, I will adopt a new model and conduct special exercises for you. "
Douglas waved his hand lightly, and a stack of six-foot-long parchments fell in front of everyone.
"This is my summary of the written test content and all the magic spell content of all the newt exams in the past five years about Defense Against the Dark Arts.
I will give you one month to memorize all the content of the written test and learn all the spells used in the test.
If you don’t know the content of the written test, you can go to the library to check it, and you can come to me to sign the note in the restricted area at any time.
In terms of spells, you are welcome to ask me anytime.
After one month, we will start the weekly exam mode.
In other words, every week after one month, the seventh-grade defense against the dark arts will be a mock newt exam.
I will randomly select spells and test papers for you to test.
Until the end of the semester, if anyone fails to pass the mock exams, they will be excellent ten times in a row.
Don't take the newt exam, so as not to embarrass me!
Do you have any questions? "
Everyone took the six-foot-long test paper and frowned.
Hearing Douglas' inquiry, Nott took a deep breath and said:
"Professor, there is another problem, that is, I am afraid that we will not have time to take care of and maintain the practical classrooms later.
Of course, it's not because of the preparation for the weekly exam. We also know that maintaining the magic spells and creatures in the practical classroom is already helpful for our Defense Against the Dark Arts courses.
Mainly...mainly..."
Having said that, Nott glanced at the other students.
When the other students saw Nott looking over, they quickly lowered their heads to look at the test paper in their hands, as if we were going to take the test and they didn't want to disturb us.
Nott snorted secretly, and agreed to talk about this issue together.
In the end, it became my own problem.
Alas, the dean is not easy to offend.
Douglas said dissatisfiedly:
"If you have anything to say, just say it directly, coyly, what does it look like."
Nott coughed lightly:
"Professor Holmes, Dean Snape talked to us before coming here.
He wanted us to take shifts and serve as teaching assistants in his classes.
You know, we would have shifted to take care of the practical class, if we had shifts.
It is easy to conflict with time, and in many cases, there is no way to take care of the practical classroom.
Of course, I had already mentioned this to Dean Snape at the time,
But he said if you have a problem you can go to him..."
Of course, Nott dared not tell Douglas exactly what Snape said.
"A guy who can only use a crucible to cook hot pot, how can he know the beauty and magic of potions.
Following him will only foolishly wave the magic wand! "
After Nott finished speaking, he shrank back subconsciously.
When Douglas heard this, did he shoot himself in the foot?
Mainly when he made this suggestion,
Indeed, Aurors who want to apply for the Ministry of Magic need to achieve at least five newt exams with "excellent" or "good" grades.
Chief among these are Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Charms and Potions.
So basically all the seventh graders who could take classes with him took Potions.
However, he hadn't originally planned to have the seventh graders stay in the practical classroom all the time.
"It doesn't matter, in the practice classroom, you have one person in turn every day, just check it out.
From next week, the practical classroom will not be open to students during the week, but will only be open for two hours on weekends.
When I was in class, I would tell them that each person could only go in once a week.
For specific personnel adjustments, you, Mr. Nott, are in charge! "
Seeing Douglas back down, the other students who looked down at the test paper couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
They are really afraid that if the two professors don't want to give in to each other, they will be the ones who will suffer.
Long live Professor Holmes!
But they won't know.
What a Pandora's box this man opened at Hogwarts.
His thoughts were interrupted by a group of seventh graders visiting.
Douglas saw that he didn't have enough chairs in his office.
Grab a few books on the shelf and turn them into chairs.
Then invite everyone to sit down.
While making tea, he asked:
"After this week's observation, what kind of experience do you have?"
The seventh graders who were about to say something, quickly shut up.
One of the Ravenclaw girls said:
"Professor, I feel that our teaching of Defense Against the Dark Arts is terrible.
Of course, I'm not talking about you. After all, according to your statement, this week is a preliminary exam week.
Due to the instability of the teaching of this course in previous years, many people, including us, have not systematically accumulated Defense Against the Dark Arts..."
Douglas listened carefully to everyone's report.
Then he took the parchment from their hands.
I looked at it carefully and commented on some of the content on the spot.
Douglas is very pleased with this class of seventh graders.
To be precise, since the birth of Professor Nianpo, every student who can enter the Defense Against the Dark Arts class with good owls grades.
All good seedlings.
Douglas put the parchment aside after reading it.
Then look around.
Tapping on the table lightly, he said:
"I know that the teaching quality of Defense Against the Dark Arts has always been inconsistent.
Being able to choose this course is more affirmation of your own family education or self-study ability...
Oh, you don't have to rush to deny it, who hasn't come from this age.
But according to my understanding this week, you seem to have not mastered some spells in the sixth grade, right?
This is far worse than what we were back then.
Don't rush to deny it, how many people will release the Iron Armor Curse?
What about silent spells?
What about resisting the Imperius Curse?Patronus spell?
How about illegal black magic, how many have you seen?
Don't tell me what's in the textbook, I know better than you...
God, I don't know what you were doing last semester? "
Hearing Douglas mention last term, Mario Nott of Slytherin couldn't help curling his lip.
"Professor Holmes, you were not at Hogwarts last year, so you don't know anything about that Professor Quirrell.
He is nervous all day long, and he reads textbooks in class.
Of course, if someone asks a question, he will indeed answer it, but, as far as his stuttering speed is concerned.
We even suspect he won't even be able to unleash a full spell...
Hehe, who would have thought that in the end, he would kill three first graders. "
Speaking of this, the other seventh grade students all showed a look of contempt.
Douglas sneered:
"You all think so?
So last year, you didn't listen to Quirinus's class at all?
Hehe, just like you, still thinking about becoming an Auror in the future?
Modesty makes people progress, pride makes people lag behind, students!
If he was really that bad, why would Headmaster Dumbledore look for him?
Don't you think you are better than Headmaster Dumbledore? "
A student at the bottom muttered:
"That's not because basically no one is willing to be a professor of this course now."
Douglas looked at the unconvinced expressions and sighed.
"You guys dream of being Aurors,
Is there no doubt about the performance of Quirinas? "
Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, Douglas shrugged:
"Well, it's a pity that you missed the class of a black magic master."
Douglas did not explain too much about Quirrell.
After all, the version that has been circulated in the school is the story of the three little ones fighting Quirrell.
Basically don't know anything about Voldemort behind it.
But his tone and expression still made the seventh graders sitting here think that they really lost 500 million Galleons?
"Come down to business.
For the next year of study, what I want to do is not let you just get a good score in Defense Against the Dark Arts in the newt exam, and you can be self-satisfied.
But must!Everyone!excellent!
This means that in the next year, you must work very hard to make up for me the courses that I missed in the sixth grade.
So this semester, I will adopt a new model and conduct special exercises for you. "
Douglas waved his hand lightly, and a stack of six-foot-long parchments fell in front of everyone.
"This is my summary of the written test content and all the magic spell content of all the newt exams in the past five years about Defense Against the Dark Arts.
I will give you one month to memorize all the content of the written test and learn all the spells used in the test.
If you don’t know the content of the written test, you can go to the library to check it, and you can come to me to sign the note in the restricted area at any time.
In terms of spells, you are welcome to ask me anytime.
After one month, we will start the weekly exam mode.
In other words, every week after one month, the seventh-grade defense against the dark arts will be a mock newt exam.
I will randomly select spells and test papers for you to test.
Until the end of the semester, if anyone fails to pass the mock exams, they will be excellent ten times in a row.
Don't take the newt exam, so as not to embarrass me!
Do you have any questions? "
Everyone took the six-foot-long test paper and frowned.
Hearing Douglas' inquiry, Nott took a deep breath and said:
"Professor, there is another problem, that is, I am afraid that we will not have time to take care of and maintain the practical classrooms later.
Of course, it's not because of the preparation for the weekly exam. We also know that maintaining the magic spells and creatures in the practical classroom is already helpful for our Defense Against the Dark Arts courses.
Mainly...mainly..."
Having said that, Nott glanced at the other students.
When the other students saw Nott looking over, they quickly lowered their heads to look at the test paper in their hands, as if we were going to take the test and they didn't want to disturb us.
Nott snorted secretly, and agreed to talk about this issue together.
In the end, it became my own problem.
Alas, the dean is not easy to offend.
Douglas said dissatisfiedly:
"If you have anything to say, just say it directly, coyly, what does it look like."
Nott coughed lightly:
"Professor Holmes, Dean Snape talked to us before coming here.
He wanted us to take shifts and serve as teaching assistants in his classes.
You know, we would have shifted to take care of the practical class, if we had shifts.
It is easy to conflict with time, and in many cases, there is no way to take care of the practical classroom.
Of course, I had already mentioned this to Dean Snape at the time,
But he said if you have a problem you can go to him..."
Of course, Nott dared not tell Douglas exactly what Snape said.
"A guy who can only use a crucible to cook hot pot, how can he know the beauty and magic of potions.
Following him will only foolishly wave the magic wand! "
After Nott finished speaking, he shrank back subconsciously.
When Douglas heard this, did he shoot himself in the foot?
Mainly when he made this suggestion,
Indeed, Aurors who want to apply for the Ministry of Magic need to achieve at least five newt exams with "excellent" or "good" grades.
Chief among these are Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Charms and Potions.
So basically all the seventh graders who could take classes with him took Potions.
However, he hadn't originally planned to have the seventh graders stay in the practical classroom all the time.
"It doesn't matter, in the practice classroom, you have one person in turn every day, just check it out.
From next week, the practical classroom will not be open to students during the week, but will only be open for two hours on weekends.
When I was in class, I would tell them that each person could only go in once a week.
For specific personnel adjustments, you, Mr. Nott, are in charge! "
Seeing Douglas back down, the other students who looked down at the test paper couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
They are really afraid that if the two professors don't want to give in to each other, they will be the ones who will suffer.
Long live Professor Holmes!
But they won't know.
What a Pandora's box this man opened at Hogwarts.
