Sure enough, Tom would only be polite to others when he was taking advantage of them.
When asking Dumbledore a question, he respectfully called him professor.
After 'using' him, he calls him sir.
Dumbledore obviously saw Tom's little thoughts.
But he could only push up his glasses and look at Tom with sharp and serious eyes.
Tom stubbornly looked at him with a tough attitude.
He thinks he is not wrong!
Dumbledore sighed inwardly and looked away.
Xifa noticed this.
He wanted to tell Dumbledore.
Educate Tom not to treat him as a child.
Especially since you have given him the impression that you are powerful.
You have to be stronger than him and suppress him so that he can obey you. Finally, he can't stand it any longer and will submit to you.
From the beginning, you revealed yourself to be hesitant and acting weak.
No wonder Tom will become the second generation Dark Lord in the future.
Dumbledore remained silent for a long time in front of everyone.
"Are there no other students who have any doubts?"
He said softly, and Sypha noticed a slight tremor in Dumbledore's voice.
Why? Tom makes you pay so much attention?
Obviously, Xifa's confusion cannot be raised in court.
The other students showed no signs of doubt.
Purebloods and excellent young wizards all understand what Dumbledore means.
They were all waiting for Dumbledore to speak and announce the practice.
And those little wizards who are like cannon fodder.
Just keep silent.
Xifa noticed that several young wizards from Gryffindor raised their hands willingly.
But somehow he gave up asking.
They may not understand it at all and don't know how to express it.
In this first lesson, the gap between the little wizards' understanding revealed a huge gap.
Xifa sighed.
What he didn't know was that these little wizards all came from powerless Muggle families.
They had all been warned by their pureblood families.
It's okay to come to Hogwarts to study, but you're not allowed to do anything that would hinder 'normal' learning at school.
otherwise...
When they graduate, they hold a magic wand and can recite spells, which means they are qualified combatants on the battlefield.
Dumbledore obviously knew.
He opened his mouth slightly and finally asked by name.
At this time, we can't break up with the pure-blood forces.
"Since there are no doubts, let's move on to the next part. Practical training on transfiguration."
Each little wizard needs to be given a small piece of wood.
Standing on the podium, Dumbledore completed the above work with just a wave of his hand.
Then he clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the students who were looking at the small pieces of wood in their hands.
"Be attentive, determined, feel! Pass it on!"
With a wave of the wand, the small piece of wood turned into a small dagger with carved patterns.
"Let's end today's lesson by conjuring a small dagger."
It’s time for free practice.
Xifa cast the spell without coming up.
He knew how bad he was at transfiguration.
He looked around and based on his current observations.
The wooden blocks are just ordinary wooden blocks, with no other spells attached that affect the magic effect.
In other words, there is no problem with the target of his casting. Casting polymorph does not require a specially crafted target.
Carefully waving the wand, Xifa tried to imagine what a small dagger looked like.
It worked, and although there were many burrs on the dagger, there was no doubt that the shape of the block had changed.
However, Xifa's joy disappeared instantly when she saw the daggers like handicrafts conjured by Luna and Elise beside her.
Xifa calmed down instantly, and he began to summarize why this time was successful and what was different from his previous ideas.
At this moment.
Bang——
An explosion made Xifa tremble.
He turned back quickly.
I saw a little wizard staying in place with fear.
The wooden thorn in front of him stopped in front of him.
"Don't be distracted. You must be thinking about what will happen if the transformation fails."
Dumbledore, who used magic to protect his students, said helplessly.
He also gave the unfortunate guy a small piece of wood.
Why don't I observe the characteristics of other little wizards when they cast transformation spells?
Xifa had an idea, but as he observed, his mentality collapsed.
Everything is possible in front of the 'happy spell' issued by the little wizard.
Most of the wooden blocks on the Gryffindor side will shake violently after being cast by the little wizard.
Many wooden blocks even achieved the achievement of burning or exploding under the glorious spell.
The little wizards of Hufflepuff made the wooden blocks especially alive. The most representative one was that a wooden block grew two legs similar to matches and ran away.
Fortunately, Professor Dumbledore had quick eyesight and quick hands, and strangled the mutated object in the air.
Is this a living transfiguration technique?
Xifa's pupils were shocked.
The little wizards in Ravenclaw and Slyklin were much more normal, and Dumbledore nodded frequently in recognition of their performance.
In comparison, he is indeed mediocre.
No wonder Dumbledore didn't care about himself.
Xifa was a little disappointed and frustrated.
The remaining cannon fodder little wizard suppressed his face until his face turned red and waved his wand hard to hit the wooden block, but the wooden block was still a wooden block.
If only the wooden block could express one's feelings.
I'm afraid it will show a horrified expression, waiting for this curse that will probably never be cast.
Even though the situation was very chaotic, Dumbledore was still at ease.
He can always protect all the little wizards at the most critical moment, keeping them away from harm caused by spells.
However, as the little wizard successfully casts more and more spells, the consequences become more and more confusing.
Dumbledore couldn't remain calm anymore.
He loudly emphasized that he must strengthen his beliefs, but the effect was not satisfactory, and he had to get up and deal with various commotions.
get out of class was finally over, and Xifa noticed that Dumbledore's face was visibly tired.
While eating, Xifa was a little absent-minded.
The attentive Luna had already discovered it.
Until Xifa picked up the empty cup for the third time and pretended to drink water.
She finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Xifa, are you worried? If you can, tell us and let us listen."
Xifa was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and found that the cup in his hand was indeed an empty cup.
He couldn't hide his worries anymore, and he sighed, never expecting that one day he would need comfort.
Maybe it's because my young body makes me think a lot younger.
"It's not appropriate to say it here, go to my dormitory and say it."
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"What? Are you actually jealous that classmate Riddle gets more attention from Professor Dumbledore than you?"
Luna on the other side also had an expression like "You're kidding me."
I finished my lunch in a hurry, you tell me this?
Seeing Xifa is not a joke.
Luna thought for a while and then spoke to enlighten Xifa.
"Xifa, have you ever thought that Dumbledore feels that you have your own opinion, so he can let you grow freely?"
"He doesn't pay attention to you, doesn't interfere with you, and just prevents you from being targeted by pure-blood forces."
Elise also helped.
"Wait a minute, pure blood forces are targeting?"
Xifa frowned.
Elise quickly covered her mouth, but under Xifa's eyes, she was defeated.
She explained to Xifa how special he was and why more young wizards were admitted besides the sorting ceremony.
At the beginning, she was not purely mischievous. She was also very curious about who made Dumbledore go through so much trouble to get a place as a top student.
Knowing part of the truth, Xifa fell silent.
He is too weak at this time. At present, he can't change anything except himself.
