Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

Dumbledore folded his fingers in front of him, quietly watching the cheering students in the Hogwarts Auditorium, and paused for a few minutes.

"Of course, I have to regret to tell you that the temporary suspension of classes is not exactly the same as vacation."

After most of the students had stabilized, Dumbledore continued with a smile.

"During this period, the teachers will lead you to a school-wide activity that may occupy everyone ’s time and energy-but I believe that you can all have a lot of fun from it and gain a particularly valuable life experience."

With Dumbledore's voice, the cheers in the auditorium gradually dropped.

In the final analysis, most students actually know that the school cannot completely let everyone go free.

This sudden burst of excitement vented, but it did not come from the fact that it finally broke the tense atmosphere that enveloped everyone from last night.

"In short, it ’s better than not having to take a potion class. For a whole week, do n’t worry about facing Snape ’s stinky face. It ’s almost the same as the holiday." Fred Weasley touched his shoulder Twin brothers, said easily.

"No, isn't it more beautiful, you don't have to go to the cold and damp underground classroom anymore."

George Weasley raised his eyebrows. In his opinion, almost every passing of Professor Snape's potion class would make him uncomfortable for several days.

But for all students, most of them have their own hate courses, even if it is a school bully such as Hermione, it also has obvious shortcomings such as divination classes. Therefore, there are still quite a few people like Weasley who still maintain a happy mood.

At the desk of each academy, Elena could see someone looking at Dumbledore with expectation, or whispering to the neighbor with a relaxed expression. But Dumbledore spoke again, and the auditorium was quiet again.

Dumbledore cleared his throat.

"All the time, we have paid too much attention to the knowledge in books, so that in the face of the dilemma of real life, we often lack some simple and flexible coping skills."

He looked at the students in front with a smile, his blue eyes behind the half-moon lens gleamed with a meaningful light.

"Therefore, after consulting with the Ministry of Magic, the board of directors, and the teachers of the school, I am very happy to tell you that in the next week, we will conduct a unified [Basic Life Skills Training] activity for each grade level. After a week, the grade with the highest overall score will be awarded according to certain rules-the prize comes from the generous school board sponsorship and is tentatively set at 4,000 gold gallons. "

The old man's words, like the same deep-water bomb, quickly caused a commotion among all students in the school.

Although the specific content of Dumbledore's "Basic Life Skills Training" is still not well understood, the high amount of winning rewards alone is enough to make all the wizards instantly boil.

You know, even children from wealthy families like Draco Malfoy, the actual disposable pocket money for a semester will not exceed 100 gallons.

"Wait, it's not fair!" Ron Weasley said loudly.

The difference between the first-year freshmen and the seventh-year old students can't be more intuitive for him with five elder brothers in his family. The senior students are absolutely absolute in terms of curse ability, knowledge reserve and physical quality. Advantage.

In addition to the seventh-grade old students, the students of other grades all heard angry protests after hearing Dumbledore's words, including the little badgers of Hufflepuff College, which has always been known for its gentleness and friendliness. (Note 1, click to view)

After all, no matter who comes to see, Dumbledore's grouping is actually a competition between grades.

This is too unfair for the lower grade students, almost equivalent to directly defaulting the upper grades as the final winner.

Facing the excited wizards who were loudly protesting the event plan, Dumbledore looked over the crowd and glanced at the white-haired dumplings who were drinking porridge quietly on the long table of Hufflepuff.

——Intentionally trigger some seemingly unfair topics, let everyone turn their attention to the rules and confrontation, rather than the rationality of the activity itself?

Dumbledore pondered thoughtfully. So far, in addition to the way the way seems a bit evil, Elena's proposal did successfully divert the students' attention.

"Then the next step is to reverse."

Dumbledore recalled the cold voice of the girl in the principal's office last night.

The biggest gap in a school is not a college, but between each grade, because of the huge gap created by time.

The best way to temporarily break the barriers between colleges is to break them together and then shape a need to face opponents together.

"Actually, in my opinion, in the next project, senior students will not have any advantage, Mr. Weasley."

Dumbledore turned around, facing the loudest Ron Weasley, and smiled gently, "In order to make the whole activity fairer and more meaningful, most of the judging projects are not about magical ability and physical fitness. It depends on the seriousness of each person and the level of willpower. As for the specific content details, each grade will be introduced by their respective instructors. I will not say more here. "

With that said, Dumbledore turned around and nodded toward the professors on the faculty seats, raised the volume slightly and continued.

"Next, students of all grades, please follow the order of my reading and follow your teaching staff to gather at the designated location."

"First of all, students in the seventh grade, please stand up. This week it was Professor Flitwick who guided you through the [Basic Life Skills Training] course."

"Seventh grader, come with me, our fixed meeting place this week is in the Curse Classroom."

The tiny Professor Flitwick came out with a serious face, leading the oldest students out of the auditorium first.

"Next is the sixth grade students. Your teacher for this week's activity is Professor McGonagall. Please stand up."

"I'm waiting for you in the Transforming Classroom. I think everyone in this room still remembers how the Transforming Classroom went?"

Professor McGonagall stood up and glanced at the 6th graders of the four colleges. His eyes stayed at Gryffindor College for an additional few seconds. "Although it is just a simple activity, I still hope that you will take it seriously. Lower grade students set an example. "

After two successive grades as demonstrations, the subsequent process became smoother.

"Fifth grade, Professor Sprout."

"Fourth grade, Professor Chilo."

The students of all grades followed Dumbledore ’s arrangement, with confused and excited emotions on their faces, and followed their guides to the meeting place in turn. The whole activity was surprisingly smooth and quiet until ...

"Year 3, Professor Snape."

"Oh no, you must be kidding, Dumbledore!"

Fred Weasley wailed in despair, the expression on his face as if someone had told him to cancel this Christmas, and all the third graders of Gryffindor had the same expression as him.

He finally realized that if there was anything worse than a potion lesson every week, then he must face Professor Snape every day of the week.

"Don't be late for the Potions Classroom."

Snape glanced indifferently besides the euphoric Slytherin College, and the remaining third graders, whose morale had almost returned to zero, hummed with a cold expression, and said quickly, He left the auditorium directly.

The twins who watched the Weasleys leave the auditorium at a heavy pace that seemed to go to the execution ground, and Elena couldn't help raising her lips. According to common sense, after experiencing "military training", a wonderful friendship will be established between instructors and students. I wonder if this rule is common in magic schools? It's really exciting.

Dumbledore coughed and regained everyone's attention.

"Sophomore, your guidance teacher is Professor Aurora. The location is in the astronomical tower of the school. Because of the need to record the trajectory of the stars, Professor Aurora cannot come to the auditorium in person ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ But he has I ’m waiting for you there. Could you please go to the astronomy classroom in turn under the leadership of Mr. Filch. ”

As the second-year students left, only a group of nervous first-year freshmen and Dumbledore remained in the entire auditorium. All of them subconsciously raised their chests proudly and looked at Professor Dumbledore with expectation.

"So it seems that we are left. But unfortunately, I still have some more important things to deal with, so I have arranged for you a familiar one-"

At this moment, the door of the auditorium closed when Filch left was slammed open.

A burly man appeared in the doorway, and his face was almost completely covered with long disheveled hair and tangled thick beards, which made the red face under him look less obvious.

"Sorry, I'm late. Dumbledore, I thought breakfast would take a while to end ..."

The giant stammered.

In the entire auditorium, except for two people, almost everyone was stunned and cast his eyes on him, which made him more nervous. The thick palms grasped the clothes on his body. It seems that this can ease it a little. His emotions.

"Actually, you're not late, you just arrived. It's just that breakfast is over early."

Dumbledore smiled gently and happily broke the awkward atmosphere, "Please allow me to introduce, Ruber Hager, Hogwarts Hunter and Key Manager, he will guide you through the week-long training course . "

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