Hogwarts Homecoming

A light rain fell in the evening, taking away the anxiety in the air.

As night fell, perhaps it was because the torches hanging on the walls were burning too brightly. There was always a different kind of fiery atmosphere in the quiet physical education classroom, even the two rows of torn and listless statues beside the wall. They also worked hard to hold up their chests.

Dozens of young wizards from four colleges, now considered elites, were full of energy and looked forward to the classroom door.

When the closed classroom door was pushed open, the roaring shouts and enthusiastic applause suddenly erupted in the classroom, which was originally audible, causing the banging flames to significantly deform!

"Good evening, sir and ladies--"

Amostasi walked to the middle of the little wizards and carefully looked at the faces that were already showing a bit of determination. Finally, he showed a gentle smile,

"I'm very happy that I still have the opportunity to continue to teach you physical education classes, because Professor McGonagall told me today that she planned to remove an irresponsible black sheep like me from the teaching team half a month ago to prevent me from bringing up... Bad to other professors.”

A burst of cheerful laughter rang out again, and in the midst of the commotion, Ernie from the Hufflepuff student team raised his hands and shouted,

"My dad wrote to tell me that MACUSA plans to invite you to be the director of their security department. I told him this is impossible and you will not abandon us!"

"Oh, thank you for your trust, Mr. MacMillan—"

Amosta smiled and said,

"The truth is that I couldn't reach an agreement with Chairman Samuel Kohaug of the Magical Congress of the United States on the salary issue, so I came back here."

Harry grinned. In Professor Blaine's humorous little joke, his heart that had been turbulent for some time was quickly calming down.

"My dad told me you helped MACUSA defeat a bunch of vampires!"

Cedric's handsome cheeks were flushed with excitement,

"Can you tell us in detail, Professor, who is more powerful between them and werewolves?"

"Actually, there's nothing to say, Mr. Diggory -" Amosta spread his hands and shrugged, continuing to smile,

"Maybe I'm better at destroying evil forces, but I don't feel the difference between the two -"

"He's so cool!"

Fred whistled loudly, and then he and everyone else clapped vigorously.

However, the handsome face under the flickering firelight, the deep eyes, and the humble demeanor of showing an understatement despite having accomplished another great thing really fascinated all the young wizards.

Many girls looked at Amosta with stars in their eyes. Harry, who accidentally glanced at Hermione, was suddenly stunned. He noticed that Hermione's eager eyes were familiar. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized. It seemed It was the look in Hermione's eyes when she first met Gilderoy Lockhart, the great liar.

"Okay, thank you very much for still welcoming me as the professor of this course. So, Miss Granger?"

Amosta called out Hermione's name.

Hermione, who was listening attentively to Professor Blaine's speech, did not expect that she would be called out suddenly. She responded a little hastily, pushed past Draco Malfoy who was standing in front of her, and came to the front.

"I assume that this class has been in order in my absence, Miss Granger?"

"Well--"

Hermione nodded, took a breath, and answered neatly.

"Everything is normal, Professor Blaine. No one is absent from class. Luna is responsible for supervising the daily running exercises to ensure that no one is lazy, and Neville is responsible for maintaining order in the physical education class. Well, I am responsible for answering some questions. When we are in When practicing magic spells on the armor. But without you, we can't conduct encirclement and counter-encirclement training."

"That's good enough, Miss Granger--"

Amosta nodded with satisfaction and asked Hermione to return to the student team, and then looked at the little wizards who were looking at him eagerly.

"Before today's training begins, I'm going to tell you some of my plans--"

Amosta said while pacing back and forth in front of the students,

"First of all, as I told you before, physical education will officially end before the end of this semester, and there will be an exam before it ends."

"What could that be, Professor Blaine?"

When it comes to exam-related content, Hermione always pays special attention to it, especially physical education. Because physical education is not like other "cultural" subjects, she is confident that she can handle it.

"The specific content of the exam."

Amosta looked at Hermione thoughtfully, smiled and said,

"I will tell you in advance, but not today. What I can tell you now is that this exam will be very exciting."

After waiting for the little wizards to discuss quietly for a while, Amosta continued,

"Starting from next year, physical education will be officially included in the elective courses for third grade students. At that time, I will screen the new third grade wizards who intend to participate in physical education training to confirm who they are. What's wrong with being able to conquer this course, Miss Greengrass?"

Amosta paused and looked at Astoria who raised her hand.

"I will be a third-year student next year, Professor Blaine--"

Astoria blinked and asked in a clear voice,

"Does this mean I get a chance to go through training again?"

"Oh, that's true,"

Amosta said gently,

"But I don't suggest that you continue to sign up for the new class. It won't be as intense as what you have experienced. I plan to spread the training over three years and gradually let the new class of students adapt.

Now that you have been able to keep up with this class, Miss Greengrass, just keep training on a daily basis. It is not particularly necessary to start over again. Of course, I respect your decision—"

In fact, if given the chance, most people would be willing to follow the new course to consolidate their skills. Therefore, many people cast envious glances at Astoria, who thought about it for a few seconds with his eyes flashing before clicking. He nodded and returned to Draco's side.

"Continuing with the topic I just talked about——"

Amosta continued,

"Because the first official physical education OWLS level examination will officially start in three years, senior students will no longer be able to catch up, so everyone in the classroom, if you can pass this year's physical education final test, then, When you enter sixth grade, you will automatically receive the NEWTS improvement class I will offer next semester.

Of course, because the official course has ended, you now have the right to give up. I do not force you to enter the advanced class. "

What kind of idiot would make such a decision to give up entering the physical education improvement class?

Each of the little wizards looked at Professor Brain with burning eyes to express their determination.

Feeling the attitude of the little wizards, Amosta smiled and felt very happy in his heart.

Magic is not necessarily confrontational. In today's magic world, magic is more about facilitating the lives of wizards. However, Amosta always believes that elite armed forces are necessary to maintain peace and stability in the magic world. In any era, magic is not necessarily a confrontation. Should be discarded.

The first serious physical education class in two months ended with the lingering mumblings of the little wizards. Amosta waved his wand to make the desks pile up against the wall and stack them neatly, and gave them to the little wizards who were waiting for him to go ahead. They gave a gentle smile, and finally, their eyes fell on Draco,

"Draco, come with me."

The existence of physical education classes and the personal improvement made the laziness and confusion caused by too much possessions in this noble young man from a noble family become thinner and thinner, and some shining points in his personality were exposed.

Although he was curious, Draco followed Professor Blaine without asking what was going on.

"go in--"

Arriving in front of the student safety office on the third floor, Amosta raised his chin and smiled at the confused Draco,

"Professor Snape is inside, oh, and your father is waiting for you too."