From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"You probably think I'm going to give a long and useless lecture," William pointed to the four parts written on the blackboard, "Tsk, four parts, no matter how you think about it, it's a long lecture of more than half an hour. "

Low laughter came from the students below.

William knew very well what students of this age wanted—school had just started, and none of the sixth graders were over seventeen.

Sixteen-year-old children have endless energy to vent, a desire for expression that is several times that of adults, and a patience that is far lower than that of adults.

No matter how good the theoretical lessons are, they will not buy it. Even if there is enough interaction, it is still not as good as the activity classes that allow them to participate in person - the fact that students are not allowed to use magic outside of school before the age of seventeen is even more profound. This is aggravated.

But it doesn't matter. William didn't originally plan to prepare question-and-answer tactics for the sixth-grade students. They have more time than the fifth-grade students and can intersperse countless activities.

Besides, without the cheerful classes of senior students as a comparison, where would the fifth-grade students have the courage to accept the question-sea tactics?

Just like a senior high school teacher working hard to draw a cake for his students so that they can play in college, William is going to draw one for the fifth grade children - I'm not bullying you, do you see how happy the sixth grade students are in class? Study hard, study hard, and it will be easy if you pass the exam.

"Honestly, it's not enough to explain these propositions in one class. I even planned to break them down over a year and tell you slowly. But now, in order to give you a deeper understanding of the last item, I decided to have a small interaction with everyone."

As William spoke, he bent down and groped under the podium - he asked Bart the elf to bring things to the classroom in advance before class.

Under the curious eyes of the students below, he took out a large sack from under the podium.

Many students have realized that today's class should be quite interesting. They ignored the textbooks, took out their wands, and prepared for today's internship class.

"I saw some students pulling out their magic wands - this is a wise choice. The wand is the wizard's best friend. But I don't think the wand is of much help to you. If you damage the teaching aids, I have to It’s a pity that points were deducted.”

Teaching aids?

Amid everyone's confused eyes, William began to take out things one by one from the sack.

Worn photos, baskets woven from willow branches, bubbling potions...all kinds of gadgets were taken out and placed on the podium, occupying the entire podium.

After taking out most of the things, the still bulging sack was placed by William in the corner of the podium. Now the entire podium looked like a street stall.

"A very simple but fun test, if you all go on a trip," William said with a smile, "For example, Egypt, India and other completely different magical places, you always have to bring something as a travel gift."

"Then, let everyone allocate some starting capital, and use points instead of galleons. The things on the table are either real or fake - those who can buy the correct souvenirs will have five points added to the college. If they fail, then one point will be deducted from the college. alright."

William generously distributed benefits without any regard to the principle that there was an upper limit on points added or deducted for a class.

"So Professor, what if we can't make a decision?"

A very bookish young man asked.

"That should be regarded as disturbing the order of the class, and fifteen points will be deducted, right?"

Want to find a bug in the game? You have a very flexible mind, but Planner Gou said you won’t be allowed to find bugs, and your account will be banned if you dare to misuse it.

The student who spoke obediently shut his mouth.

"Okay, everyone, get ready - no need to line up, you all gather around the podium in a big circle and look at and select what you think is the real thing - of course, to be fair , only after I tell you to start can everyone pick up the things."

Although everyone disliked this kind of interaction without the use of wands, the actions were very real. The podium was almost instantly filled with people. A few students who were a little slower had to stand behind the crowd and use their feet to identify the table. A wide range of works.

"You can use any method you think of to detect those things, except for destructive magic. In order to reduce the difficulty, I have made small labels on each thing to introduce the functions of these things. This is a good basis for judgment - OK Now, the game begins!”

Almost everyone immediately grabbed what they judged to be genuine items, while those with slower hands could only reluctantly change their targets.

William clearly saw that while getting something, a red-haired boy hid behind the crowd and secretly held the hand of a brown-haired girl while others were not paying attention.

"Hey, Penello, which one do you think is more real?"

"Keep your voice down, the professor is still behind you."

"Don't worry, this is a blind spot, you can't see it."

Can you two calm down?

Anyway, the two of them didn't disturb the order of the class, and William didn't bother to scold them - if the lovers in their tryst were interrupted, one would compete with the other.

If it were William before he entered Azkaban, he would have thrown the dog food bowl on the couple's heads at this moment, but since he came out of that ghost place with no positive emotions, he really didn't like this scene full of happiness. Can't bear to interrupt.

At this moment, the little wizards who used several magic tests have discovered something is wrong - it seems that the things everyone got are genuine.

But this is obviously impossible. One person has five points. How many points must be given away?

Some students began to turn their heads and tried to observe William's expression, but William looked at them with a smile and said nothing.

If they could be recognized so easily, how could those guys in Azkaban survive?

The pile of things on the table cost him a full seven galleons - and he got them at wholesale prices because of the introduction of an acquaintance.

Now that they are released, they are waiting to give these students a showdown, and use them as teaching tools in the future. Although the magic above cannot last long, the added magic of concealment can still make it look real.

Seeing a group of students weighing it with their hands, looking for loopholes in the sun, and even secretly trying the material with their teeth, William happily did not stop him.

These guys must be convinced that they have lost before they can continue teaching - how can we teach these students if they can't hold them down in the first class?

After about five minutes, all the students' faces became a little desperate. They knew clearly that the thing in front of them was probably fake, but they had no way to identify it. Even if they followed the instructions on the card to identify the effect, the effect was still there. Still not ideal.