Chapter 73 Hey, Is This the Instructor You Dropped?

Dumbledore folded his fingers in front of him and looked quietly at the cheering students in the Hogwarts Great Hall, pausing for a few minutes.

"Of course, I regret to say that the temporary closure of schools is not exactly the same as a holiday."

After most of the students calmed down a bit, Dumbledore continued with a smile.

"During this period, the teachers will lead you to carry out a school-wide activity, which may take up a certain amount of your time and energy - but I believe that you will all have a lot of fun and gain a particularly valuable period. life experience."

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

After all, most students actually know that it is impossible for the school to completely allow everyone to move freely.

This sudden burst of excitement was probably due to the fact that the tense atmosphere that had enveloped everyone since last night was finally broken.

"Anyway, not having to go to Potions class is better than anything else. A whole week without having to think about facing Snape's ugly face is almost like a holiday." Fred Weasley touched his twin with his shoulder Brother, said easily.

"No, what's even more wonderful isn't that I don't have to go to the cold and damp underground classroom anymore."

George Weasley raised his eyebrows. In his opinion, almost every Potions class taught by Professor Snape would make him feel uncomfortable for several days.

Most students have courses they hate, and even top academics like Hermione have obvious shortcomings like Divination. Therefore, there are still quite a few people like the Weasley brothers who still maintain a happy mood.

At every table in the house, Elena could see someone looking at Dumbledore expectantly, or whispering to their neighbor with a relaxed expression. But Dumbledore spoke again, and the auditorium became quiet again.

Dumbledore cleared his throat.

“We have always focused too much on knowledge in books, so that when facing difficulties in real life, people often lack some simpler and more flexible coping skills.”

He looked at the students in front of him with a smile, his blue eyes shining meaningfully behind his half-moon lenses.

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

The old man's words were like a depth charge, quickly triggering a commotion among all the students in the school.

Although I don’t know much about the specific content of [Basic Life Skills Training] mentioned by Dumbledore, the high winning reward alone is enough to make all the little wizards excited instantly.

You know, even a child from a wealthy family like Draco Malfoy would not have more than 100 Galleons of actual pocket money at his disposal in a semester.

"Wait, that's not fair!" Ron Weasley shouted.

The difference between the first-year students and the senior seventh-year students is very intuitive to him, who has five brothers in his family. The upperclassmen occupy an absolute advantage in terms of spell abilities, knowledge reserves and even physical fitness. Advantage.

Except for the old seventh-year students, students from other grades all made angry protests after hearing Dumbledore's words, including the little badgers of Hufflepuff House, which was always known for being gentle and friendly. (Note 1, click to view)

After all, no matter who looks at it, Dumbledore's grouping method is actually a competition between grades.

This is too unfair to the junior students. It is almost equivalent to directly deciding that the senior class will be the final winner.

Facing the young wizards who were excited and loudly protesting the activity plan, Dumbledore looked across the crowd and glanced at the white-haired dumpling who was quietly drinking porridge on the long table of Hufflepuff, with a strange look in his eyes.

—— Deliberately triggering some seemingly unfair topics to divert everyone’s attention to rules and confrontation, rather than the rationality of the activity itself?

Dumbledore mused thoughtfully. So far, except for the slightly evil way, Elena's proposal has indeed succeeded in diverting the attention of the students.

"Then the next thing is the reversal."

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

The biggest gap in a school is not the college, but the huge gap between each grade due to time.

The best way to temporarily break down the barriers in the academy is to break them up again and create a team that needs to face opponents together.

"In fact, it seems to me that older students will have no advantage in the upcoming projects, Mr. Weasley."

Dumbledore turned around, faced Ron Weasley, who was the loudest, and smiled gently, "In order to make the entire event fairer and more meaningful, most of the judging projects are not related to magical abilities and physical fitness, and more It depends on each person's seriousness and willpower. As for the specific content details, the instructors of each grade will introduce them in detail, so I won't go into details here."

After speaking, Dumbledore turned around, nodded to the professors on the faculty seats, and continued speaking with a slightly higher volume.

"Next, students of each grade should follow your teaching staff to the designated location in the order I read."

"First of all, seventh-year students, please stand. The person who will guide you through the [Basic Life Skills Training] course this week is Professor Flitwick."

"Seventh graders, come with me. Our regular meeting place this week is the Charms classroom."

The small Professor Flitwick walked out with a serious face and led the oldest students out of the auditorium first.

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

"I'm waiting for you in the Transfiguration Classroom. I think everyone here still remembers how to get to the Transfiguration Classroom, right?"

Professor McGonagall stood up and glanced at the sixth-grade students in the four houses. His eyes stayed on Gryffindor House for a few extra seconds. "Although it is just a simple activity, I still hope that you can take it seriously. The underclassmen set an example.”

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

"Fifth grade, Professor Sprout."

"Fourth grade, Professor Quirrell."

Students of all grades followed Dumbledore's arrangements, with mixed emotions of confusion and excitement on their faces, and followed their respective guides to the gathering place. The whole event was surprisingly smooth and quiet until...

"Third year, Professor Snape."

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

Fred Weasley let out a desperate wail, looking as if someone had told him Christmas was canceled this year, as did all the third-year Gryffindor students.

He finally realized that if there was anything worse than a weekly Potions lesson, it would be having to face Professor Snape every day for a week.

"Potions classroom, no lateness allowed."

Snape glanced indifferently at the three remaining third-year students whose morale was almost at zero except for the jubilant Slytherin House. He snorted with an expression on his face and said quickly, He left the auditorium directly.

Watching the Weasley twins leave the auditorium with a heavy pace as if they were going to the execution ground, Elena couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. According to common sense, after experiencing "military training", a wonderful friendship will be established between instructors and students. I wonder if this rule is universal in magic schools? It’s really exciting.

Dumbledore coughed lightly and regained everyone's attention.

"Sophomores, your instructor is Professor Aurora, and the location is the astronomy tower of the school. Because we need to record the trajectory of the stars, Professor Aurora cannot come to the auditorium in person, but he is already waiting for everyone there. Please, all students, please go to the astronomy classroom one by one under the leadership of Mr. Filch."

As the second-year students left, only a group of nervous first-year students and Dumbledore were left in the entire auditorium. Everyone subconsciously raised their chests proudly and looked at Professor Dumbledore expectantly.

"So, it seems like we are the only ones left. Unfortunately, I have some more important things to deal with, so I arranged for you to find someone you are familiar with——"

At this moment, the door to the auditorium that Filch had closed when he left was slammed open.

A burly man appeared at the door. His face was almost completely covered by his long unkempt hair and thick tangled beard, which made the flushed face underneath him look less obvious.

"Sorry, I'm late. Dumbledore, I thought it would take a while for breakfast to be over..."

The giant stammered in explanation.

In the entire auditorium, except for two people, almost everyone cast their eyes on him in stunned silence, which made him more and more nervous. He grabbed the clothes on his body with his thick palms, as if this could relieve him a little. his emotions.

"Actually, you're not late. You came just in time. It's just that breakfast ended early."

Dumbledore smiled gently and happily broke the awkward atmosphere, "Please allow me to introduce Rubeus Hagrid, the gamekeeper and keykeeper of Hogwarts. He will guide you through a week-long training course. "

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