Vol 2 Chapter 748: I have to shed blood like this once a month (Sincere thanks to the leader Jiang...

The subsequent battles in the seventh and fourth grades were not more intense and exciting than the battles in the fifth and sixth grades, because neither of these two grades appeared strong characters such as Luna, Hermione, and Draco with too outstanding personal strength. , The little wizards who have experienced two intense competitions of different styles feel that these two games are quite dull and boring.
It was just a small farce at the end of the seventh-grade battle.
The last surviving members of the training class won twelve excellent wizards Eddie Camitchell in the fifth grade OWLs exam, and did not take into account that the other party already had a Quidditch professional athlete boyfriend. Take the initiative to give up the final victory to the beautiful girl Qiu Zhang who has been protected by him on the court.
"Carmichel is a shameful liar! He said before that his good grades were all due to the use of Buffy Brain Rejuvenant, and he also tried to sell it to his younger brothers and sisters. Fortunately, the Gryffindor girl The prefect Granger confiscated all his potions and poured them into the toilet!" Carmicell’s performance at this time caused him to be hit by a spell at the beginning of the battle. Marietta Ekmo with reddish golden curly hair was not in the mood to celebrate her best friend Qiu Zhang, but was very angry and dissatisfied.
The purple pustules on Marietta's face that were overgrown by the whistleblower last semester have disappeared with Dumbledore’s hasty help, and she can only vaguely see some slight scars. This is an angry seventh-grade Ravenck. What Ms. Lao didn’t know was that the DA list that made her ugly in public and couldn’t see anyone. It was her Gryffindor female prefect Hermione Granger who cast the spell on it, helping her friend Harry make this When making the list, Hermione also added tough spells to the curse, and it took some time for these scars to disappear completely.
As for the wizards of the last third grade, this melee is more like a farce. After watching the melee of the upper-grade wizards, at the beginning, they were able to send a few basic spells to fight each other. However, as a third-year student who has just started taking elective courses, he has only limited types of spells and power to cast spells.
When the fire broke out with each other, some people even showed up and simply threw away their wands, and started teaching others to behave with their fists like a Muggle. This caused more people to follow suit. In the end, the scene became that you punched me. Fighting with one foot-so that in the end, although their injuries were not serious, they looked very embarrassed on the outside. Either their eyes were dark, or they were missing teeth, their clothes were crooked and even some were torn.
This also made Allen had to stop the farce ahead of schedule. The three Allen rushed to heal the little wizards and make a financial compensation. Allen, who failed to choose the last candidate, had to go directly. Let the fourth-grade teaching assistants manage them.
"Congratulations, congratulations to my new teaching assistants for standing out. At the same time, I think you must have your own understanding of this way of fighting at this time. We will hold such an event every month, every time we stay at the end. That person is my teaching assistant. At the end of the expiration, I will arrange for all of you to have another melee regardless of grade." When the battle is finally over, Alan makes his clone and mirror disappear completely, from the floating sky. Up and down.
"This is so cool." Michael Kona moved his arm that had been healed. "It's like a real battle. Whether it's a Defence Against the Dark Arts class or the occasional fighting duel, we are all in Under very fair conditions, there is no need to consider the terrain, strength, and retention of physical strength and magic. But in this melee, you don’t know where the spell will come from, and you don’t just have to worry about an opponent. Retaining physical strength and not attracting hatred are all issues we will encounter in actual combat and need to be considered."
"I have to come to bleed like this once a month... Although the injury can be cured... But it is too painful before the cure, I just want to sleep well..." Allen's former roommate Edward apparently did not Michael’s excitement, after being caught up by Draco’s team just now in the battle, he has lingering fears about the pain just now, and he can’t help regretting that he should save time to doze off instead of running to be cursed...
And Allen in the center of the venue obviously also detected the minds of the little wizards who were afraid of difficulties like Edward, so he went on to say: "Of course, because your current strengths are quite different, so the practice class In the combat part, although students who are teaching assistants can get some extra points, if students who are not confident in their own strengths voluntarily abstain in this activity, this year will not affect your grades, as long as the usual theory classes and general practice A good class can get me an excellent one."
This supplement from the ancient magic class professor released the fear that many little wizards had in their hearts. After a long sigh, their resistance to this course disappeared again.
"The next class is coming to Friday." Padma Patil took out her class schedule and circled the ancient magic class with a quill.
"I used to think that Defence Against the Dark Arts was the most interesting course at Hogwarts, but compared with the ancient magic lessons, it is simply the difference between badminton and rugby..." Colin Creevey sorted out some of his own photos , Crabbe, who was burned with blisters, covered his private parts with a painful expression on his face.
"Will this be given to me? Can be used as my trophy." Before Colin responded, Michael took the photo from the small Gryffindor cameraman with a little bit between teeth.
For Harry, this day seemed destined to bring him many feelings.
Harry, who returned to the Gryffindor common room from the ancient magic class, is different from the other little lions who have participated in the ancient magic class and looked very tired. Even at night, he still feels very excited. He is in the same spirit of Luo Well, after chatting for several hours from the ancient magic class to the new semester Quidditch arrangement, Harry received a letter from Dumbledore, who invited him to the principal’s room for an interview before the curfew.
Late at night, Dumbledore was sitting in the principal's room and picked up a diary with a big hole in the middle. Through his half-crescent glasses, he lowered his eyes and looked at the diary. There was a knock on the door outside, and he threw a broken ring into the hole in the notebook and put it in the drawer under the desk.
"Harry, you received the letter. Come in." Dumbledore looked at Harry who walked in kindly. "How is your day?"
"Very good, Professor." Harry said.
"Do you still like class?" Dumbledore asked.
Harry couldn’t tell whether Dumbledore asked whether it was a potion class or an ancient magic class~EbookFREE.me~. Of course, as far as I know, the ancient magic class was liked by all the little wizards who participated. Although I personally think its process is too dangerous for your students. "Dumbledore said with a smile, "How about the potions class?" I know that Professor Slughorn can't sleep for at least three days because of your unlucky Ron's failed potion, but despite this, he still likes you very much. "
Harry then remembered what happened in the potions class. He gave an awkward and polite laugh-he thought he was so excited tonight because of the battle in the ancient magic class during the day and the performance of the training class members. The result of the excitement of his strength, when I heard Dumbledore’s reminder, I realized that the life and death water of failure was the real reason for my excitement.
Dumbledore's smile became more kind: "So, how are your extracurricular activities?"
"Professor what... what do you mean?" Harry didn't quite understand his principal's question.
"I noticed that you often go in and out with Miss Ginny Weasley, so I can't help but guess." Dumbledore tilted his head.
"Oh, yes, she is great..." Harry smiled shyly. "You guessed it..."
"You should take Miss Weasley to Mrs. Pattif's Tea House on the weekend. Although the seats are a bit cramped, everything inside is decorated with beautiful lace, even the small round table, and those golden fat angels throw away. The sweets here are a bit worse in quality." After that, Dumbledore's expression became serious again, and he said in a serious tone, "You must be strange, why should I invite you over tonight."