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"Professor, have you ever won the dueling tournament?" Katie Bell from Gryffindor raised her hand and asked.
She was a little skeptical. Professor Flitwick was so small that he was not even as tall as her. Could he really beat other wizards?
“That was when I was young.”
Professor Flitwick said playfully, "But I did win the duel tournament more than once. Students who are interested can take a look at the book "Duel Champions of the 20th Century", which contains detailed records.
By the way, it’s in the school library.”
"Wow……"
Professor Flitwick's words immediately caused an exclamation of surprise.
The young wizards never thought that the plain-looking Professor Flitwick would be so powerful.
"Professor, I want to learn this." A Gryffindor said excitedly.
"Don't worry, I will teach you." Professor Flitwick waved his hand calmly and said, "And practical spells like this are also the most common questions in the final exam, so everyone must listen carefully and study hard. Maybe this will be the question we'll be tested on this year."
"Okay, Professor Flitwick!" everyone responded in unison.
In class, all the young wizards studied very seriously. Under the guidance of Professor Flitwick, they practiced over and over again and did not feel bored at all.
They seemed to regard themselves as the next duel champion, and the stone in front of them was their opponent.
It was not until the end of the get out of class that they reluctantly put down the stones and left the Charms classroom one after another.
Those who had not handed in their homework also left.
Because they had other classes later, the time for them to make up their homework was scheduled in the evening, and it was supervised by the professor himself, and they were not allowed to go to bed until they finished their homework.
Kyle didn't leave in a hurry. He took the book borrowed from the library and asked Professor Flitwick some questions.
"I also read this book back then, and it taught me a lot."
Professor Flitwick touched the cover of the book with some nostalgia, and then answered each of Kyle's questions in detail.
Ten minutes later, Kyle closed the book and said, "Thank you, Professor Flitwick. That's all for now. I haven't read the rest yet."
"It's okay. A good book should be read slowly." Professor Flitwick said with a smile, "If you encounter anything you don't understand, you can always come to me. My office is on the eighth floor."
"By the way, thank you for the Christmas present. It's been thirty years since I received a Yamanashi tree amulet with a duel emblem engraved on it... It really makes me miss it."
"As long as you like it."
After saying goodbye to Professor Flitwick, Kyle left the Charms classroom.
At the same time, at the corner of the corridor outside the classroom, Kyle's two good roommates were hiding in the corner stealthily.
"Mikel, are you sure Kyle will pass by here?" Ryan leaned his head out to take a look and said, "It's been so long, Kyle might have left a long time ago."
“Impossible.” Mikel said with certainty: “Our next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts, and this is the only way to the second floor, so Kyle will definitely come here.”
"But..." Ryan seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Mikel.
"Don't worry, it won't be wrong."
"no……"
"Be patient...for the homework."
"Professor Flitwick is gone!" Ryan covered Mikel's mouth and said quickly, "Besides, he even closed the door!"
Mikkel was suddenly stunned, and he quickly ran over and pushed open the door of the Charms classroom.
There was no one inside.
Mikel: “(Д≡Д)”
"What the hell." He scratched his hair and said, "That corridor is the only way to the second floor, how did Kyle leave?
Could it be..."
Mikkel subconsciously glanced at the opposite wall and said, "Ryan, do you think Kyle can use the wall-walking spell?"
……
Today's last class, Defense Against the Dark Arts, was also very interesting.
Although Professor Oren does not have much teaching experience, his class has always been one of the most anticipated courses by young wizards.
On the first day of school, he brought a group of Cornish elves to everyone and asked the students to use the spells they had learned to deal with them.
There are no restrictions, any spell will do.
The little badgers were so happy. In their opinion, this was just another form of duel, so they rushed forward to experience the feeling of being a "duel master".
Although most of their spells failed, with Professor Oren there, the elves were helpless against the students and were so angry that they howled in mid-air.
The helpless and furious look of these little guys filled the whole class with a joyful atmosphere.
What made the little wizards even happier was that Professor Oren had not checked the homework yet.
When the get out of class was over, the little badgers were almost praising Professor Oren to the skies.
You know, more than half of them didn't do their homework.
With this calculation, Hufflepuff gained at least 30 points for nothing, so of course they were happy.
But in Kyle's opinion, whether Professor Oren deducted points or not was no longer that important.
After the Charms class, Hufflepuff's house score was firmly in the second-to-last place.
They were nearly a hundred points behind second-place Ravenclaw, and a hundred points ahead of fourth-place Gryffindor.
This position is indeed a bit awkward. It is not easy to move forward, and it is also difficult to take a step back.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 83 Be careful when you walk at night
Professor Oren didn't just fail to check the freshmen's homework; he failed to check the homework of all grades.
This decision made him the most popular professor at Hogwarts overnight.
"He will definitely be able to break the curse and become the first Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to be re-elected at Hogwarts in nearly fifty years."
Lee Jordan, a well-known Quidditch enthusiast and second-year Gryffindor student, publicly stated in the Great Hall, "If someone as talented as Professor Oren can't break the curse, then this course is really hopeless. It's better to cancel it as soon as possible."
His statement was also supported by Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.
Of course, where there is support there is opposition.
Just as Lee Jordan was talking excitedly, a burst of sneers suddenly came from the Ravenclaw table.
"Tsk, does not checking homework make you so happy?"
A handsome Ravenclaw student looked at Li Jordan with disdain and said, "In my opinion, this decision is extremely irresponsible, and can even be said to be dereliction of duty. We have already agreed to jointly file a complaint to Headmaster Dumbledore about his behavior."
"What did you say?"
The little lions of Gryffindor looked at the person who said this with unfriendly expressions.
You know, in Hogwarts, a professor who doesn't check holiday homework is rarer than a troll who can dance ballet. Now that I finally met one, it would be fine if those nerds didn't cherish him, but they actually wanted to complain about him?
Is this something humans do?
He Kerenge couldn't stand it any longer, and the little lions immediately slammed the table and said, "Don't you dare say what you just said again?"
"I remember you, Roger Davis from Ravenclaw." Li Jordan put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head back, looked at the other person with his nose and said, "You were the one who mocked us Gryffindors in the spells class some time ago, right?
Tsk tsk, you are very brave, you better be careful when walking at night next time."
Seeing their students being threatened so blatantly, the people of Ravenclaw could no longer sit still.
"Roger, don't be afraid." A senior student with a prefect badge on his chest stood up and sneered at Lee Jordan, "Gryffindor, do you want to fight?"
"Prefect, don't say that." Fred shook his finger and said, "My friend was just worried that your freshman might fall. How did he become someone who wanted to fight?"
"Oh, I see." George said, "You want to complain to Professor McGonagall, accusing us of wanting to fight so that she can deduct our points."
Fred raised an eyebrow and said, "This way you can win the House Cup."
"And no one can stop you from filing a complaint against Professor Oren."
"So that's how it is." Li Qiaodan's eyes rolled and he quickly joined in.
"As expected of the smartest Ravenclaw, he has many bad intentions."
Hearing the three people speaking in unison, the class leader's face turned green.
The House Cup... You are all ranked last, do you have the right to say such things? And with the double-digit house points, he would have nothing better to do than to plot against Gryffindor.
"We won't go looking for the professor." The Ravenclaw prefect took a deep breath and said, "I mean the road to Hogwarts is smooth and Roger won't fall, but if someone has bad intentions, we won't sit idly by."
His words boosted the morale of the Ravenclaws.
"Yeah, we're not afraid of Gryffindor."
"Come on, tell the professor who the crup is."
"Don't be afraid Roger. With Prefect Edward here, there's nothing they can do."
……
With the support of others, Roger Davis became much tougher. He looked up and looked at Lee Jordan, and the tension between the two sides became increasingly intense.
"Kyle, what do you think?" Cedric said worriedly on the Hufflepuff side, "They won't really fight, will they?"
"I sit and watch."
Kyle stuffed a piece of steak into his mouth and said slowly, "As long as they are not stupid, there is no way they can fight."
It's just a quarrel. Gryffindor and Slytherin quarrel every day, but I've never seen them actually fight.
Besides, Ravenclaw didn't want to lose its second place in the house, and Gryffindor didn't want to let Slytherin take advantage of it for nothing.
So just talking nonsense for a few minutes is the limit.
As for whether they would do something shady in private... Kyle estimated that it was highly unlikely, unless they really wanted to be put in solitary confinement.
After all, the whole castle knew about this, and the target was too obvious, so it was no longer possible to put him in a sack.
Of course, this is only true for Ravenclaw. If it were Slytherin, it would be a different story.
"What are you doing!"