"As I just told you below -"
To everyone's surprise, today's Defense Against the Dark Arts practical class was not held in the auditorium. After Professor Brain briefly explained to everyone what he was going to do, he led everyone to the castle in a mighty manner. On the eighth floor, in front of an abandoned classroom near Principal Dumbledore's office.
Looking at the slightly excited little wizards standing in the corridor, Amosta smiled.
"I used a complex magic to slightly expand the space in this classroom to accommodate the dark creatures I plan to let you deal with."
"What on earth is that, Professor Blaine!"
Wayne Hopkins, a second-year boy from Hufflepuff, raised his hands and shouted. He looked at Harry who was also discussing with Hermione and Ron in a low voice with a slightly awed look and asked, "Will it be a A troll?”
"Sorry, Hopkins, I've said it before. I don't intend to let anyone know the name of the dark creature in advance. If you want to see it, you can only confirm it with your own eyes... Now, I want to Let me tell you the rules of this 'game'--"
Amosta leaned against the oak door and folded his arms, smiling.
"Second-grade students work in pairs, and first-year students work in groups of three. They work together to deal with the creatures inside. Due to limited time, each group has a time limit of ten minutes. Timeout or death will count as failure."
The crowd began to get restless. Many people noticed the special words in Professor Blaine's words. Ron and Harry looked at each other and noticed the uneasiness in each other's eyes. According to their understanding of Professor Blaine, inside the classroom I'm afraid the creatures are no longer in the category of 'interesting'.
Malfoy in the crowd had begun to tremble. He thought of a possibility, but he didn't want to believe it.
"Death..." Neville's voice was trembling, as if he would faint at any time. Fortunately, Hermione could still maintain a clear mind. She glared at Neville angrily, suppressed her voice, and used a lecture tone. said,
"Professor Brain cannot let anyone die. Neville, Principal Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic will not allow it!"
"That's hard to say, Miss Granger."
Amosta had a playful expression when he heard this, and the smile at the corner of his mouth made many people shudder.
"If I tell you about the unruly things I have done over the years, you might be shocked... I can only say that I try not to see anyone in this trial." A heroic sacrifice'!"
Immediately afterwards, Amosta waved his wand, and a piece of parchment shining with red magic appeared out of thin air. Amosta looked around the crowd, and finally let the magic contract float into Hermione's hand.
"So before entering this classroom, everyone must sign their name on this magical contract. Miss Granger, please read the words above to everyone."
After Hermione took the parchment, she couldn't wait to read it. After just a few glances, her previous confidence that nothing would happen disappeared. Her pink cheeks gradually turned pale, and Harry and Ron around her After seeing the words on the paper, Neville felt as if someone had choked him, and even breathing became difficult.
Hermione looked at Professor Brain blankly, wanting to confirm whether this was just an April Fool's Day joke. However, the seriousness in Professor Brain's eyes made her get the answer to the question. There were already many young wizards behind her anxiously urging her. , Hermione had to fulfill her own responsibilities first
"....1. Those who enter the classroom first to participate in the trial, regardless of success or failure, are not allowed to reveal what they saw in the classroom in any way. People who have not participated in the trial are not allowed to inquire.
2. In this trial, each group member has two chances. If they fail in the first round, they are not allowed to ask anyone for advice or consult any information until the end of the second round of trial. They are only allowed to discuss among themselves. By means of trials. "
Amosta interrupted Hermione with a smile and said to everyone,
"The purpose of setting these two rules is to allow everyone to rely on their own and their companions' wisdom to defeat the dark creatures in absolutely unknown circumstances... The most important thing is the third rule, Miss Granger, please continue."
Hermione swallowed and said the last rule in a stiff voice,
"3. Participation in this trial is not compulsory, but those who decide to participate need to sign their names on this contract. When signing, it means that they are fully aware of the dangers of this trial. If anyone is involved in the process, The casualties have nothing to do with Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Amosta Braine!"
Wow!
When Hermione finished reading this rule with a loud gasping voice, the seventy or eighty little wizards standing in the corridor immediately broke out into an uproar. In the chaos, Hermione struggled to express her opinions.
"This is against the law, Professor, and the Ministry of Magic will not approve of such an exemption!"
Amosta shrugged indifferently, "To hell with the Ministry of Magic, Miss Granger, I have already said that I like to go against the rules sometimes!"
"But Headmaster Dumbledore will not allow it!" Sophie Roper of Ravenclaw also screamed.
"Then let Principal Dumbledore go to see...ahem,"
Amosta stopped in time and changed his expression to a friendly one.
"In fact, Miss Roper, Principal Dumbledore has approved my 'teaching plan'. Of course, if you don't think you have the courage to overcome the fear of the unknown, you can also choose not to participate... I said, It’s not mandatory.”
"Is this possible, Harry!" Ron murmured, who was in severe shock like everyone else. "Principal Dumbledore...how could he do that?"
"I can't answer your question, Ron. I only know one thing!"
The pounding heart in his chest made Harry's face turn red, and he couldn't tell whether he was afraid at this moment or excited about facing an unknown challenge... In short, this feeling was not bad!
"Professor Blaine might be serious, we'd better take it seriously!"
Hermione was still staring at the parchment with wide eyes, trying to find flaws between the lines. It could be seen from her trembling fingertips that Amosta's series of foreshadowing was very successful.
"You have only two minutes to make a decision."
After Amosta said this, he deliberately turned around and took a few steps forward, leaving room for discussion to these bewildered little wizards.
Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin, each little wizard behaves differently.
Although the fear is the same, most of the Gryffindors who believe in courage have their eyes flashing with eagerness to try. Hermione is already reciting the spells that may be used in a low voice, and the pale Neville's round eyes are spinning. They kept trying, hoping that someone could give some guidance, but everyone was in a state of anxiety, and no one could tell him what to do.
The little wizards in Ravenclaw were much calmer than the people in the other three colleges. They were still trying to analyze whether the contract that Professor Blaine took out was just a bluff and had no binding effect at all.
The young wizards of Hufflepuff are watching the situation, and their choices may be affected by the decisions of the other three house wizards.
Some of the little Slytherin wizards who are best at protecting themselves wisely are already quietly hiding at the end of the crowd, but Malfoy seems to have made a choice. With dry lips, he looked at Crabbe for a while and then for Goyle. The bloated body that he disliked seemed a little weak at this time. Suddenly, Malfoy thought of something. He raised his hand and asked loudly,
"Professor Brain, if I decide to participate, will I choose my teammates?"
Harry and Ron were stunned. Malfoy did ask a good question this time.
"Sorry, Mr. Malfoy,"
Two minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and Amosta suddenly turned around with a smile on his face, "In order to strengthen the interaction between the various colleges and enhance the understanding of each other among the young wizards, I will arrange your team members according to my own ideas."
Harry moved on his toes uneasily, suddenly remembering the duel partner assigned to him by Professor Snape in Professor Lockhart's dueling class.
"So..."
There was silence in the corridor, and Amosta was the only one talking. He looked at the little wizards who had their own thoughts, and opened his arms to show his embrace.
"Ladies and gentlemen, make a decision!"
