The second class on Thursday morning was the Defense Against the Dark Arts class that was merged into the fifth, sixth and seventh grades. The teaching location was still in the auditorium.
For these seniors who have received some defense education and are about to graduate, Amosta has something special to tell them.
"--The premise of defense is that it can only work on the basis of equal or similar strength. For example, even if I tell you all the knowledge about duel and defense in my mind, you will not be able to do it. Might be able to stand in front of Principal Dumbledore for more than three seconds!"
There was a burst of laughter from the senior students below. Percy Weasley's girlfriend, Penelope Crevat of Ravenclaw, raised her hand and asked curiously
"What about you, Professor Braine, can you defeat Principal Dumbledore?"
"Don't ask me such embarrassing questions, Miss Krivat!" Amosta curled her lips, turned and walked to the other side with a smile.
"There is such a way of dividing strength among wizards who receive traditional magic education. I think you can learn from it and refer to it."
There was silence in the auditorium, and more than two hundred pairs of curious eyes fell on Professor Blaine who was talking.
"--You all know that some traditional wizards still use a one-to-one or one-to-several model to train their successors. According to ancient traditions, they call young wizards who are still receiving popular education in magic knowledge It is called 'Wizard Apprentice'. From a horizontal comparison, the peak period of wizard apprenticeship should be the young wizards who have obtained four or more certificates in the OWLS examination of modern magic education."
The little wizards immediately became happy. Almost all the students here could reach this level. However, Professor Brain's next words poured cold water on them again.
"The premise is that you obtain this certificate with excellent results--"
Percy's face glowed red and he held his head high. He is currently the only person in Hogwarts school who has obtained the OWLS certificate with twelve straight A's. There is no doubt that his overall level has surpassed the level of wizard apprentice.
"Then what's next, Professor, what's on top of the Sorcerer's Apprentice?"
Amosta's novel statement aroused everyone's interest. For the first time in class, Marcus, a scumbag, was eager to learn about a subject.
"Next, of course, the official wizard, Flint,"
Amosta didn't show off and said directly,
"But the vertical span of wizards at this level is very large. Compared with modern magic education, it ranges from qualified students at the OWLS level to... well,"
Amosta pondered for a moment and said in an uncertain tone, "The upper limit is probably the level of a magical elite Auror... Sorry, the description may not be quite appropriate, because this is not a systematic division in itself... .”
No one cares about Professor Blaine's apology. They just want to know more, especially those whose family members have elders working in the Ministry of Magic. The young wizards who know how powerful the elite Aurors are are eager to rush to the stage and pry open Professor Blaine's arms. mouth.
"Go on, Professor!"
Percy, who had been proven to be an official wizard, forgot to maintain his prefect demeanor and stared at Amosta helplessly.
"The peak of a formal wizard is probably the upper limit of achievements that most people who study magic can achieve in their lifetime. Going above and beyond is basically not an area that ordinary people can touch. In the ancient kingdom, only those with extraordinary talents and luck Good guys can find their own unique magic path, and they will be appointed as 'court wizards' by the royal family."
Court wizard!
The young wizards whispered excitedly, and the discussion reached its peak. Many people swore that according to Professor Brain, one of their elders was a 'court wizard'!
"--Professor Snape's level of potions, Professor McGonagall's level of transfiguration, Professor Flitwick's flexible use of modern standard spells, and Professor Sprout's knowledge base of herbal medicines were all capable of being used in ancient times. The level that wizards respect as a court wizard!"
Professor Brain, who was smiling, pushed the heated discussion in the auditorium to a higher level with one sentence, and it lasted for nearly ten minutes without letting up!
But gradually, this discussion deviated into a direction that Amosta did not want to see. Every student's little wizard believed that the dean of his family was a well-deserved court wizard, but he was quite disapproving of the other three colleges.
Among them, Severus Snape was the most criticized.
Some people in Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff whispered that Snape, who only stayed in the basement boiling water, was not worthy of the glorious title of 'court wizard'!
This made the little wizards of Slytherin very angry. The tall and powerful Flint stood in front of all the Slytherins like a wall, giving full play to his excellent playing style on the Quidditch field. He stepped onto his desk in one step and glared viciously at those who questioned Slytherin, as if he was ready to pounce on them and tear them apart at any moment!
"Flint, get off the table before I get angry."
Amosta's calm tone made Marcus, who had been arrogant just now, instantly calm down. He got off the table obediently and sincerely apologized to Amosta.
"...I tell you this just to give you a basic idea. When you encounter danger in the future, don't blindly and stupidly launch a fearless charge against a powerful wizard who is far beyond your own strength. This is not for you. We are here to fight."
Now, the little wizards suddenly discovered that in Hogwarts, in addition to Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, there is another wizard with the skill of not being angry!
After calming everyone down with his eyes as heavy as the abyss, Amosta nodded with satisfaction, "Now, I think we should continue the previous topic and talk in detail about how to kill a werewolf that went crazy after seeing the full moon. , it’s actually very simple, you just need to..."
"Professor Brain--"
At this moment, Miss Crevat, who had previously asked Amosta whether he could defeat Dumbledore, raised her hand again.
"Do you have any more questions, Miss Crevat?"
Amosta strolled up to the crowd of Ravenclaw students and looked at her gently, already guessing what this Ravenclaw with a strong thirst for knowledge wanted to ask.
"You haven't finished speaking yet, Professor Blaine."
In the chaos just now, Penelo, who had been stepped on several times, reached under the desk and rubbed his ankle while mumbling. It was indeed cute. At least, Peneiro in the Gryffindor square Xi's heart seemed to melt.
"Wizard apprentice, official wizard, court wizard... What's next, Professor, are there any more?"
"oh!"
Amosta pretended to have just remembered this incident. He looked at the audience with an inexplicable smile, his eyes darting back and forth, as if he was deliberately teasing the little wizards.
"Sorry, I forgot...there is indeed another one..."
Then you should hurry up and say it!
Amosta read this sentence in the eyes of many people.
The bell has rang for the end of get out of class, and the ceiling of the auditorium has already heard the vibration of hundreds of people stepping on the floor at the same time. Some fast-running little wizards are already standing by the railing on the second floor and looking down.
Come on, professor, get out of class is over!
The little wizards in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class were no longer satisfied with expressing their urgency with their eyes. They all stood up and urged in low voices.
At this time, the crowd gathered on the second floor automatically separated, and Albus Dumbledore, who was very active in eating, appeared on the marble stairs with a smile.
"saint--"
Amosta raised his head and nodded to Dumbledore, smiling back.
