"Now, you can write it down in your notebook - cars and airplanes are driven by engines, and the principle of engines is mostly to consume fossil energy and convert electrical energy into kinetic energy to make those iron things move."
As a half-senior professor of Muggle Studies, Quirrell had never heard of a plane being ejected.
Apparently, either Mr. Weasley confused the difference between a rocket and a plane, or Charlie misremembered what his father had said before - pure-blood wizards often have difficulty distinguishing between some Muggle creations.
the difference.
However, such common sense problems usually only appear in children like Charlie who come from magical families.
A "muck wizard" like Quilo Quilinas who grew up in a non-magical world may not know some basic theoretical science, but as long as he knows some knowledge, he can mostly deduce correct answers based on experience.
in conclusion.
"It's really weird, Arthur clearly said that he had his own eyes..." Charlie sat down with some annoyance and muttered.
"Oh my God, Weasley, I didn't expect you to be a good boy who listens to stories now?"
The former Slytherin captain sitting next to Charlie said with a wink.
"Shut up! Maybe I just remembered it wrong."
Charlie stared back angrily, opened his notebook and started taking notes.
Having said that, Charlie Weasley knew very well that his father had indeed said those words himself, and he would definitely not remember this topic about the sky wrong - the only possibility is that maybe the Ministry of Magic is really good at this aspect.
It's a little lagging.
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Meanwhile, near the village of Ottery-St. Catchpole, the Quibbler's headquarters.
"Ah sneeze——"
Arthur Weasley rubbed his suddenly itchy nose.
"What's the matter, Arthur? Well, is the window a little too wide?"
Xenophilius Lovegood, who was sitting opposite him, stopped writing and asked with concern.
As the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler", as the size of the magazine becomes larger and larger, his job is much simpler than before, especially when it comes to the publication of public opinion articles by Destiny Group and Gringotts.
This is especially true when it comes to tasks.
Whenever he has free time, Lovegood always likes to ask his friends to tell some wonderful stories.
The number of submissions to the [Lovegood Sees the World] section has never been high, and from time to time he has to put on his vest and go into battle himself.
"Oh, it's nothing, maybe I have some pollen allergies."
Mr. Weasley waved his hand and then continued to speak enthusiastically.
"Let's continue talking about the topic just now. Where did I say it? Oh, by the way, airplanes - you don't know, those Muggles are so crazy. Those big steel birds weighing several tons are ejected directly from the ship.
It shot out like a slingshot."
Arthur was dancing and describing, wishing he could show the ejection take-off scene he had seen directly in the air.
Since completing the top-secret project in the former Soviet Union half a year ago, Arthur Weasley seemed to have opened the door to a new world.
Compared to the Hyperion, the old Ford in my backyard is simply a clumsy toy.
Therefore, when he saw in the newspaper the educational reform direction of Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic, especially when he saw that "Muggle Studies" might become an important skill indicator for professional titles, Arthur Weasley almost couldn't bear it.
I resigned and went to repeat my studies at Hogwarts.
Unfortunately, Professor Dumbledore ruthlessly rejected his request.
But as an alternative, Professor Dumbledore recommended to him a good place to solve his doubts - the emerging small wizarding village near Lovegood's house not far from the Burrow, where the Quibbler is headquartered.
Many foreign wizards there have lived in Muggle cities for many years, which can almost satisfy his curiosity.
The only requirement was that he had to obtain Mr. Lovegood's permission before doing so.
After all, strictly speaking, most of these wizards are employees of "The Quibbler." If he rashly went to other people's homes to ask questions, he might be regarded as an agent of the Ministry of Magic, or a commercial spy hired by other magazines.
Drive away.
And Xenophilius Lovegood’s request is also very simple:
He hopes to know more about the story of the "Huberion" floating above Hogwarts.
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On the other side, after being sharply criticized by Quirrell several times, Umbridge finally calmed down.
In the following Muggle Studies classes, the senior investigator made no sound again. The students quickly forgot about the fact that there was an examining professor, and focused entirely on the magical non-magical world Quirrell talked about.
After briefly understanding a series of basic principles such as steam engines, diesel engines, etc., everyone began to immerse themselves in excerpting notes.
In a sense, Muggle Studies is somewhat similar to Professor Umbridge's Anti-Dark Arts teaching format. Since there is no corresponding, systematic Muggle Studies textbook, when it comes to basic concepts, Quirrell will teach on the blackboard.
Some non-magical documents printed by magic printers are posted on the website for students to excerpt. Most of these will be final exam points.
Because he lost his magic power, Quirrell had to get used to the "Muggle" way of teaching.
He once thought this would be a very painful process, but less than a week later, Quirinus Quirrell was surprised to find that magic was not everything in life - when he knew how to use various tools, magical and non-magical
Yes, both teaching and daily life were as calm as before, and it was not as torturous as he imagined.
The only troublesome part may be that he will spend more time on personal hygiene and organizing and preparing lessons.
However, with the meticulous service of the Hogwarts house elves, these troubles are almost nothing.
As the head chef of Hogwarts, Elena can mobilize four or five elves at once to serve Quirrell personally. Of course, the premise is that Quirrell must provide more snacks in the following courses of this semester and cooperate with her to complete the new version of hemp.
A pilot project on teaching melon knowledge.
This time, Hogwarts is really about studying Muggle civilization and science, rather than spreading curiosity and alienation.
Quirrell walked back and forth between the desks, checking the students' notes while explaining the corresponding knowledge.
"Since there is no magic power, Muggles have to consider various natural interference factors... From body contours to energy utilization, these are all details that Hogwarts or the wizarding world ignores... or the general situation before this course started.
According to the description, the progress of civilization in the non-magical world is to study how to boil water faster, boil more water, and how to throw stones farther..."
The bell rang for a long time, but the students still didn't leave the classroom.
This knowledge is much more valuable than magic skills. The students know very well that this may be the reality of the world.
"Okay, get out of class is over. Each of you will write a paper and give it to me before class next Friday. The content is how to use the knowledge developed by Muggles in the field of magic. This topic should be at least... half a sheepskin. Paper. Okay, get out of here now and enjoy your time on the weekend - you haven’t watched Quidditch for a long time, right?"
At Professor Quirrell's urging, Elena left the classroom with the rest of the class.
Soon, only Quirrell, who was sorting out the lesson plan, and Umbridge, who was sitting in the corner, were left in the classroom.
When everyone was out of hearing, Umbridge stood up and looked at the young professor with an indifferent expression.
"Professor Quirinus Quirrell, I have to warn you that the reason why Muggle Studies emerged is not to allow wizards to learn Muggles, but to better hide the existence of magic and to implement the "
Confidentiality Act."
Umbridge smiled and said softly, the threat in her tone was particularly obvious.
"Have you ever thought about the original intention of the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts in offering this course? If this course has the possibility of exposing the wizarding world in subsequent evaluations, that may not be solved by just stopping the course.
——At least one-third of the wizards in Azkaban are guilty of violating the Statute of Secrecy, do you understand what I mean?"
"I don't understand," Quirrell said calmly, "but I hope you can make me understand. After all, you are a big shot..."
Five minutes later, Umbridge left Hogwarts angrily, her expression particularly ferocious and angry.
"Simply, simply too arrogant——"
Cursing under her breath, she returned to her office, spread out a stack of parchment on her desk and quickly drafted documents.
Since being promoted to Senior Deputy Minister, Umbridge has never suffered such cynicism. Now her mind is filled with the confident and sinister words of the Muggle Studies professor.
"Quirinus, Quirrell! You ignorant, arrogant young man! Do you think you can do whatever you want in Hogwarts by finding Dumbledore as your backer? You are mocking senior officials of the Ministry of Magic in front of so many students.
Face! I even plan to directly humiliate... Very good, I will definitely let you know what the rights of a senior investigator are... "
She gasped with anger, clenched her fists tightly, and her veins popped out.
"The most important course in the magic world in the next ten years, the debt needs to be made up, huh? I want to take a look..."
Although Umbridge has always claimed in public that she comes from a pure-blood magical family, she is actually a wizard and a Muggle hybrid. In her eyes, the so-called Muggle-savvy Arthur Weasley is almost the same as
The clown is no different.
However, it was precisely because she was half Muggle that Umbridge hated Muggles even more.
The backward, crude non-magical world is simply not as good as the noble magical world.
Perhaps other wizards would easily make jokes because of their partial knowledge when faced with Muggle studies, but this definitely does not include Umbridge - as a half-blood wizard, she knows very well how to deal with Quirrell and this subject.
Ridiculous course.
Of course, the first step is to fundamentally defeat the "new era mission" of this course in Quirrell's words...
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Regarding the possible confrontation between Umbridge and Quirrell, it did not affect Elena's mood at all.
On the contrary, as the third generation Dark Lord born at Hogwarts, Quirinas Quirrell's tough speech to relieve his anger in class made Elena feel quite satisfied. She had long wanted to clean up that situation.
Just a disgusting pink toad.
Unfortunately, due to the changes in the world line, she now has too few levers to attack.
According to the original plan, Umbridge is still in the early stages of absorbing hatred and becoming a sacrificial target.
Quirrell chose to take the initiative to take the initiative at this time. Although there were some flaws in the plan, she had to admit that it was indeed a comfortable behavior. Moreover, on the other hand, she also took this opportunity to investigate.
How much potential does this young wizard, whose body was once entered by the Nidaime Dark Lord, have?
At last night's "Tarot Club Regular Weekly Meeting", she had expressed her views clearly and unmistakably.
How to bring knowledge from the magical and non-magical worlds harmoniously into the classroom, and to find the critical point that can attract wizards and at the same time transfer knowledge correctly and equally, is the mission of Quirinus Quirrell when he becomes a regular student.
You know, behind Quirrell, there is now almost half of the non-magical civilization's sideline assistance.
If Quirrell can't even pass the level of Dolores Umbridge, then there is no need for further training.
According to the rules previously set by the "Tarot Club", once a member of such a top-secret research project is determined to give up, he or she must perform at least one or more memory erasures. If the member's level is lower than C-level, he may be physically eliminated.
.
"I don't understand. Can't you use your hands or other methods? And -"
Quirinus Quirrell said in confusion, his eyes resting on the wizard who broke into his bedroom, and his tone was a little annoyed.
"Don't I have a little passion in Hogwarts? If I remember correctly, this should be my room, right. Why do you appear here at this time?! Dear, Gilderoy
·Professor Lockhart?!”
It was still very early and it was dark outside.
Quirrell glanced at the alarm clock beside the bed. It was half past five. This time was too ridiculous!
And the most important thing is that he was "called" by Lockhart using the awakening spell, which means that even if he wants to continue to sleep back, or lose his temper while he is sleepy, it is a luxury - besides,
He couldn't continue to sleep.
because……
"Now is not the time to dwell on such trivial matters, Professor."
Gilderoy Lockhart smiled slightly, and under the dim candlelight, Quirrell noticed that Lockhart was now wearing a pure black turtleneck trench coat that was completely different from his usual dressing style, as if he was another person.
"In an hour and a half, the Daily Prophet, Wizards Weekly, The Quibbler and many other mainstream publications that publish the 'Hogwarts Curriculum Review Report' for the first week will appear in the eyes of most people in the wizarding world.
In front of you, and before noon, many reporters will arrive at Hogwarts - for the reason of covering the Quidditch match - but you are also one of the targets."
"So, given the potential risks, and certain things that I can't tell you about the course of the meeting..."
Gilderoy Lockhart grinned, his white teeth shining in the candlelight.
"Judging from the current results, dear Mr. Quirrell, I am very happy to inform you that you have been sentenced to a secret execution. After all, after completely losing your magic power, your exposure may be too high once you become the focus of society.
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"Of course, as your leader, I have helped you win a little bit, but there is no need to implement it immediately."
Lockhart held up his finger and winked affectionately.
"The execution time was postponed until after breakfast, before the reporters arrived at Hogwarts..."
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