From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　Nancy is in a daze.

　　 The professor on the podium was speaking the papers at a very fast speed, and the automatically written chalk on the blackboard was killing himself at a very fast speed, allowing a lot of knowledge that Nancy had already mastered to reproduce on the blackboard.

　　 She was stunned, and then quickly copied the knowledge into the notebook-in the past, she would ignore it even at a glance.

　　‘Obviously, it’s just the content of the first grade. Why is there so much unnoticed knowledge? ’

　　 The entire classroom couldn't hear the students' whispering. Only the rustle of the quill pen rubbing against the paper and the creak of the chalk became the background of the professor's speech, which made the class extraordinarily serious.

The fifth-grade course Nancy had previewed during the summer vacation, but the new professor spoke very fast, and he didn’t even have the intention to ask questions—the points that were difficult to understand were supposed to be bonus points for the top students to answer the questions, but they were taught by the professor. With a lot of explanations and examples of students rushing over, the progress of the whole class became abnormally fast.

　　 She even felt that her breathing was a little bit awkward-when the professor on the podium finally announced the end of the get out of class, Nancy finally exhaled the breath that felt tight in her chest.

　　 At the same time, countless panting sounds came from her ears.

　　—

　　 "get out of class is over."

　　 William put down the textbook in his hand and announced to all the students.

　　 Seeing their lazy movements as if they were loosening the law, William couldn't help but glance at his thick paper bag.

"There are four sets of test papers. All the students who got A go back to complete the test papers on their own, and completed a paper on the content of the fifth grade, with no less than two thousand words. Three students who got E do not need to complete the test papers, but they still have to complete the thesis. "

　　 William looked at the student who had no energy to object, and smiled lightly.

　　 "If you have a poor foundation, you have to focus on training. This is also impossible. Okay, let's prepare for the next class."

　　 took out the remaining test papers from the paper bag, William held an empty bag and waved happily, "The prefect sends out the test papers, classmates—see you next week."

　　 With William stepping out of the classroom at a brisk pace, a group of students who had just reacted from the horror course realized what had happened.

　　 "Four papers, one essay, two thousand words!!"

　　 A boy made a sound comparable to being hit by an obstacle curse, and the remaining sound was so loud that it scared everyone out of the emotions that they were finally relieved after class.

　　 "Two thousand words?"

　　 "Two thousand words!"

　　 The person who asked the question was silent—previous essays were calculated by the ruler, because it is very convenient for the professor to calculate the length of the essay, and it is easy to write enough to write at a glance.

　　 But this way of writing has made many people find a way to be lazy. The word count is larger and the line spacing is larger. A paper can be as much as one-fifth of the content, but now that the number of words is considered, cheating is almost impossible.

　　 "Four papers, does the professor want to murder?"

　　 "Murder is not enough, but if you try harder, E doesn't have to do it."

　　 "Don't look at who is taking the E test! That question can really get an O? Nancy—"

　　 The person who was talking asked the prefect from a distance.

　　 "I'm here, what's wrong?"

　　 "If you are asked to do it again, can you O on that test paper?"

　　 "I have overlooked too many details. If you do it again, I think it's okay."

　　...

　　 The two looked at each other and fell silent.

　　—

　　‘It seems that these children can still adapt to the duck-filling education. Even if they are so anxious, they are not very good. Moreover, magic is different from ordinary exams and has practical operations. ’

　　 In the library, while carrying piles of materials, William calculated the next course schedule.

'Considering the arrangement of the previous lectures by the professor, plus the principle of sharpening the knife and not cutting firewood by mistake, it is best to have a three-to-one ratio between theoretical and practical lessons, and practical lessons can be interspersed with a large number of spells that have already been mastered. Review, to avoid the students' sense of failure due to the boring failure of the cast. With this calculation, the burden of the practical class can be heavier-the tasks that cannot be completed in class can be assigned as homework. ’

'Speaking of speaking, fifth-grade students are better educated-after all, there are OWLs exams, and the question sea tactics are just fine. Don't think about too much mobilization of students, and they have two years of improving the class to improve the magic society. Acknowledge, don’t worry too much about educating them about things other than schoolwork. ’

　　...

　　 When William revised the new teaching plan seven or eight eighty-eight, the bell for the second major get out of class rang.

　　‘It’s also strange to say, is the Hogwarts get out of class bell actually driven by physics or magic? ’

　　 With such suspicion, William came to the restaurant.

　　 Adams had come a long time ago, and he was showing a smirk at William at the moment.

　　 "Let's talk, what's the unfortunate news."

　　 William asked quite calmly—it was the smile of Adams that he was so familiar with. When someone was called to the office by the teacher, he also smiled and informed him.

　　 Adams raised his eyebrows, "Guess what, what new nickname does the fifth grader give you?"

　　 "Tyrant?"

　　 "Thinking too much, William, unless Dumbledore announces that Hogwarts will cancel his vacation this year and compulsory make-up classes, otherwise this title will not appear at Hogwarts."

　　 "Then you mean the principal has the potential to be a tyrant?"

　　 "No, I mean, when Dumbledore decides, Professor McGonagall who issued the order will receive this title."

　　 "Puff, hahahahaha..."

　　 William is not happy, UU reading www. Professor Keitelburn, the professor of magical biology next to uukanshu.com, laughed frantically in disregard of the image-even though he usually doesn't have a good line.

　　 The old professor’s voice was so contagious that the corner of the faculty’s dining table started to laugh crazily.

　　While Professor McGonagall turned his attention here to stop a group of professors from disregarding their image, William still did not figure out what his new nickname was.

　　 But just when he really wanted to ask, Adams' ears became red.

　　 Before William turned his head curiously, Professor Lockhart's distinctive magnetic voice rang.

　　 "Professor William, it looks like you are very happy here? Can I share it?"

　　 "Of course, Professor Lockhart, please feel free."

After a few words of greeting, William quickly figured out the reason why the professor who was squeezed in the middle of the dining table had come here today—he heard that William had set up a set of exam questions for first-year students and discussed the degree among the students. Very high.

　　 "You know, Professor William, it takes too much time for me to reply to those fans. Although I can do the teaching task, I really don't have enough time to give them exam questions."

　　 Uh, Professor Lockhart, you don’t need to explain. Now the whole school knows that you don’t have any talent in teaching. You are a great explorer, but teaching does not seem to suit you.

　　 However, William didn't make any rebuttal, but handed out the paper happily.

　　 Anyway, it was the test paper for students, and it didn't involve money. He looked at it casually. Besides, there was a reason why he was actually not as embarrassed to say it—seriously, he was greedy for this big adventurer's box.

　　 At least three SRs, right?