Western method disappointed Professor Mellors's expectations.
But Professor Mellors was more satisfied with Western France in his heart.
Xifa did not come forward.
He wanted to wait and see for a while, because he didn't know the details of this bone-eating hummingbird.
It would be unwise to challenge rashly.
"For those who succeed in the challenge, the first person will receive twenty points, the second person will receive ten points, and no points will be added after that."
There must be warriors under heavy reward, not to mention, there are Slytherin and Gryffindor who dislike each other.
What? Why is the Defense Against the Dark Arts course taught in four colleges together?
Not all professors are vice presidents and can arrange courses reasonably for themselves.
Mellors also has other off-campus jobs, so the less time in class the better.
Even so, he still has to come to class seven and a half days a week.
A Slytherin and a Gryffindor each stood up and stepped forward, staring at each other without showing any signs of weakness.
Practice begins.
Sure enough, the black magic class is the most dangerous class.
Not for the little wizard, but for the professor who teaches.
The little wizard always uses unexpected and weird spells in unexpected ways.
It would be fine if the spell made a loud noise and had a light pollution effect.
Professor Mellors can easily cast armor and other spells to protect himself.
However, when a young wizard silently cast an invisible cutting spell.
Looking at the almost smooth blackboard section.
Professor Mellors announced expressionlessly, and the four young wizards from the college took turns to challenge him.
There is at least one Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff between Slytherin and Gryffindor.
Prevent competition between the two colleges.
He has been maintaining the armor protection charm, and he does not feel that he is doing useless work.
Even if most people just yell with obstacles.
Although a small number of little wizards successfully cast spells, they were unable to do so accurately. In fact, even the bone-eroding hummingbirds were motionless and their spells could not hit them.
There are a few Slytherin students who can cast decent obstacle spells to hit the target.
But the effect was limited, and the bone-eroding hummingbird still staggered and landed on top of their heads before the next spell was launched.
Finally, it was Tom Riddle's turn, and he raised his hand to raise his wand.
The moment the professor started speaking, Tom's wand condensed light visible to the naked eye.
"There are many obstacles!"
Tom cast a barrier spell and easily hit the bone-eroding hummingbird that left an afterimage.
The bone-eating hummingbird is like hitting a wall.
Returns along the original path at a faster speed and turns into a broken quill in the air.
"Pa!"
Finally, the quill fell to the ground and completely turned into pieces of debris.
"Excellent spell! High knockback power! Accurate hit rate!"
Professor Mellors finally no longer had a dark face, he turned to Tom with a stiff face.
It's like showing a smile.
"Thank you for the compliment, Professor. This is your teaching skill."
Tom said in a respectful tone.
Behind him, the Slytherin students were applauding and cheering loudly in celebration.
"Then, twenty points for Slytherin!"
Professor Mellors said loudly, and Slytherin cheered even louder.
Use the cover of cheers.
Taking advantage of this, he whispered to Tom,
"If you are free, you can always go to my office after class to learn more advanced magic."
Tom silently bowed again, turned around and returned to his seat facing the cheers.
After a while, it was Xifa's turn.
Xifa has been observing and has adapted to the moving speed of the bone-eating hummingbird.
He also used an obstacle spell to repel the Bone-Eroding Hummingbird. Even after the Bone-Eroding Hummingbird hit the wall, it was still struggling to fly into the air.
However, all the little wizards present were stunned. It was not until Elise and Luna clapped their hands that the whole classroom burst into applause.
In fact, the momentum created was even greater than that of Tom.
Because Tom only belongs to his own school, and Xifa belongs to all the little wizards.
"Oh! I only started learning the silent spell in fifth grade!"
Professor Mellors's face changed drastically.
He looked at Xifa with surprised eyes and praised,
"Thirty points for Ravenclaw. Ten points for reward and twenty points for praise. Of course, I will not give you any more points for casting silent spells in the future."
He paused and said in front of everyone.
"Xifa, you can come to my office at any time to ask me questions and learn other magic."
Tom only kept it secret because other little wizards would be jealous.
The gap between Xifa and Xifa is insurmountable, and the little wizard can only look up to and admire him.
Seeing this scene, Tom clenched his fists and stared at Xifa with a fierce expression on his handsome face.
Come again? This is the second time I feel malicious.
Xifa followed his own feelings and looked.
At a glance, you can see that Tom is out of tune with everyone.
He grinned and didn't care.
You started from the same starting line as me, and I don’t care about you, an arrogant, ignorant, talented kid.
"Damn it! Damn it!..."
Attitude ridiculed by Western France.
Tom put away his fierce expression and let go of his hand.
But through his eyes, you will find that his heart is full of resentment and jealousy.
That's the calm before the storm.
Xifa’s silent spell stunned the audience.
The perfect spell that Luna and Elise chanted aloud was just like that.
Professor Mellors, who was in a good mood, also promised them that they could learn new spells in advance and come to the office to answer questions.
Then came another mediocre herbal medicine class.
Then there is the boring history of magic.
This class allowed Xifa to see for the first time that there were real ghosts teaching in Hogwarts.
When he heard that Professor Binns had existed for more than a thousand years, Xifa couldn't help but be speechless.
Compared with the ghost who has experienced the long years personally, I am afraid that no one can replace Professor Binns as the history of magic professor.
Tuesday just passed.
Classes are held on Wednesdays except during the day.
There is an extra astronomy class in the evening.
At first, Xifa, who understood the composition of the universe, had no idea that he could see any destiny or prophecy by observing the sky.
Even, he still sneered at these nagging prophecies.
He studied the astronomical phenomena at home, but it was of no use.
It wasn't until after attending class that I passed the magic circle carved on the ceiling of the astronomy classroom.
Only Westerners know.
It turns out that astronomy class is not about traditional celestial phenomena, but the destiny celestial phenomena that envelope this world.
In layman's terms, it's luck.
Xifa also realized that true prophecy can predict fragments of the future.
I just don’t know if this fragment will change.
Xifa’s soul is from Blue Star, and he firmly believes that my destiny is up to me.
However, he doesn't want people to predict his whereabouts through divination.
I don’t have to believe that prophecies are doomed, but I can’t let others infer and plan my life.
For this reason, Western France takes this metaphysical course seriously.
At the same time, Western France was also dissatisfied.
The fortune tellers actually defaulted to passing on the most important things orally instead of recording them in textbooks.
The celestial phenomena you see actually require the analysis of the magic circle.
Rather than observing the celestial phenomena with the naked eye from outside.
Huh? So, are those astronomical observatories the work of wizards?
It’s useless to think too much. You don’t have the strength to pursue the truth.
So, another day passed like this...
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