0137 What about the other friends?
0137 What about the other friends?
On the second day of school, Ron sat at the dining table bored, surrounded by classmates who were equally unmotivated.
Well, not quite, at least not far from him, Hermione and Percy had a great chat.
Maybe this is the only person in the neighborhood who is looking forward to the start of school.
Except for them, most of the early Gryffindors were bowing their heads, reminiscing about their lost summer vacation.
If nothing changed, within a few minutes a red Howler letter would be there to cheer him up.
But without Dobby, Ron also lost a rare experience.
Waiting for the mother's roar to burst out of the envelope, it seems to be able to increase his upper limit of resistance to stress a lot.
When he finished beating the ninth Hatch who was sitting here, a crowd of owls squeezed in in a mess.
There also seemed to be a fluttering red ribbon.
"Oh my God!"
Ron opened his mouth wide in surprise, staring at the teacher's seat without blinking, not even wiping the drooling saliva.
"what happened?"
Harry looked at his friends strangely. To be exact, not only Ron, but almost all the students from wizarding families looked at the teacher's seat as if they were ghosts.
"Ho... hoo hoo, quick, Harry, cover your ears."
Ron stammered.
What floated in the sky just now was not a ribbon at all, but roaring letters connected together.
Now they were all thrown on the table in front of Aini, and the smoke from the fire prevented the little wizards from seeing his expression clearly.
But some people have imagined the panicked look of the Transfiguration professor.
Lockhart was one of them, but he was quickly disappointed.
"What a booming start."
Sensing the sight from the left, Ernie turned his head and smiled at Lockhart.
There was no trace of abnormality on the calm face.
When Lockhart wanted to cover his ears, Aini unhurriedly took out a notebook from his pocket, and calmly packed the roaring letters into a pile.
Then he picked an empty plate and threw it forward, and when it landed, it had turned into a brazier.
Aini sent the thick envelope forward, and the wizards in the auditorium, who were preparing for the loud explosion, found that there was no other change except for the flames in the basin.
Those extremely difficult letters that were specially treated were burned to ashes like ordinary paper,
The little wizards breathed a sigh of relief, and put down their hands covering their ears, but there were still some small regrets floating in their hearts——
More than a dozen roaring letters, but not many people have experienced such a big scene.
"Perfect response, Professor Scamander, as perfect as the last time I dealt with my poorly competitive counterparts."
Lockhart showed his big white teeth again, and seemed to have forgotten the embarrassment Ernie gave him last night.
"They sent me a lot of Howler letters, but when the last flame was extinguished, all the plots were over. I didn't expect you to use this method..."
"The end? No, it's just the beginning."
After a few hours, Ernie interrupted Lockhart's speech again.
Although for the plan agreed last night, I deliberately chatted with Lockhart for a few words.
Sure enough, as an expert in the climbing world, a well-known writer posted it up with integrity.
The problem is, this guy is just too annoying.
Under Lockhart's puzzled eyes, Aini opened the notebook and waved to the brazier.
The little wizards were too far away to see what happened next.
Lockhart, who came closer, could see clearly.
More than a dozen strands of ashes floated out like ribbons, and plunged into the opened pages of the notebook.
Lockhart glanced subconsciously. He was a well-informed person and knew that most of those names were not good.
Old, stubborn, tough, strong.
Everyone is the powerful faction of the pure-blood family and the most staunch supporter of the secrecy law.
Gu Yu There is another key point.
Most of the people on the list were once followers of Voldemort, and even if they were later acquitted, they had no intention of repenting.
After pretending to be stable for two years, he became arrogant and domineering again.
He's just narcissistic, but not stupid.
Since Aini found out the names of those people, he definitely didn't keep them as souvenirs.
It is not a wise behavior to rush forward rashly this time.
"I, I didn't see anything."
Lockhart was about to leave with a sneer on the sidelines, it's better not to get involved in this kind of thing.
"It's okay, it's not such a big secret."
Aini gave a word of comfort without distraction, then wrote a few lines under those names, and tore off the paper.
"Don't be too nervous, just some differences in teaching."
Aini put away his things, there were four Transfiguration lessons on this morning's schedule, which was rare.
Of course, only half of it is his, the other two are taught by Professor McGonagall to the 6th graders.
Last year, the appointment of two new professors shared the teaching of Transfiguration and Charms for grades 1-4.
Allowing Professors McGonagall and Flitwick to devote more energy to their senior courses.
The biggest change this year is that Grade 6 Transfiguration and Charms refresher courses will no longer require grades.
This is good news for poor students.
After all, transfiguration and spells are the most frequently used skills by wizards.
After the students graduate, how many of them will calculate planetary trajectories and build barriers?
Defense Against the Dark Arts was useful, but the practical part of it was almost absorbed into Charms.
In terms of herbal medicine, this is not the middle ages, you can go to Diagon Alley to buy whatever you want, not only save time and effort, but the price of mass planting by others may be lower than the cost of cultivating yourself.
This is especially true for potions. Except for those who are particularly good, no one will brew potions at home. If there is an accident, Madam Pomfrey will no longer treat him in time.
As for the history of magic...
After graduation, who will remember what that thing is!
Speaking of which, no matter how bad the grades are, the only ones that need to be used are Transfiguration and Charms.
As for who is higher and who is lower in these two items, it varies from person to person.
For example, Professor Flitwick usually prefers to use spells. It is not difficult for him to cast spells silently and without a wand, and it is very convenient for daily use.
The old headmaster, who is also extremely proficient in casting spells without sound and wand, prefers transfiguration.
As for Ani...
In the clean and tidy classroom, Aini stood beside the podium with satisfaction.
This was a place he had chosen temporarily. The elves didn't clean it deliberately before school started, but it quickly became clean under the sweep of their mental power.
Sure enough, his own spiritual power is more freewheeling.
"Amazing silent and wand-casting, albeit a living spell, extremely rare."
Lockhart praised, but Aini knew that Lockhart's praise always focused on the last sentence.
really……
"Yes, very good, even if I am your age, it is difficult to do better, unless I go all out."
Aini remained silent, really wanting to type out this annoying thing.
During the conversation between the two, to be precise, it was Lockhart talking to himself, and the little wizards also walked into the classroom one by one.
The children looked curiously at the new professor who was talking there, he seemed very familiar with Aini.
friend?
Only Neville looked around in a daze.
Where is Harry?Where's Hermione?What about the rest of Gryffindor's friends?
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