abnormal hogwarts

The time finally came to Saturday, and the students of Hogwarts who had been tortured by the new learning system for a week finally ushered in their long-awaited Duel Club activity.

They didn't know how they survived this week. They could sleep until nearly nine o'clock every day before getting up, but they were woken up by the campus PA system that cost a thousand dollars every day at seven o'clock every day.

The class time is advanced, and I have to go to the damn night self-study in the evening.

Originally, there would be a period of free time without classes every week, which was also filled with self-study classes. Every day, from seven in the morning to nine in the evening, they had no rest time except for meals.

They thought they were going crazy if the weekend didn't come soon.

After lunch at noon on Saturday, Professor Flitwick jumped down from the teacher's chair excitedly and began to decorate the auditorium.

As a participant in the formation of the Duel Club, Albert was captured by Professor Flitwick and used as a coolie.

Under the influence of space magic, the venue of the auditorium began to expand, expanding to several times its original size.

The four long dining tables disappeared and were replaced by a square arena. The stone-paved arena floor was engraved with dense defensive magic patterns, which not only reinforced the ground but also provided a certain degree of protection to the duelists.

Like the ancient Roman Colosseum, the gradually increasing stands rise up against the three walls of the auditorium. There are so many seats, enough to accommodate all the students in the school.

The enchanted ceiling of the auditorium became as dark as velvet, and the hundreds of candles floating in the sky were replicated into thousands, illuminating the entire arena.

After doing all this, Albert said goodbye to Professor Flitwick and walked towards the second floor of the castle.

It's almost one o'clock in the afternoon now, and the Duel Club won't start until two o'clock.

Before that, he had to go to the empty classroom that he specifically applied to Professor Dumbledore to use as the meeting place of the Association of Excellence.

……

Albert, wearing the vest of Albert Swann, appeared at the meeting place majestically as the founder of the Akatsuki organization.

Anyway, the identity of this vest has long been exposed, and only the people from the Ministry of Magic are still in the dark.

There were only about thirty people in the classroom.

However, compared with the number of students at Hogwarts, which is less than 500, apart from the founders, the GTA, with 34 participating members, is already considered the largest student organization in Hogwarts.

Not even the student union of Hogwarts has so many people.

But even so, many students still complain that the number of students enrolled is too small.

They have also heard of the original intention of GTA's establishment - it is equivalent to a low-end version of Xiao organization with relaxed entry barriers.

They don't expect to be able to join the Akatsuki organization, where almost everyone is at the Auror level, and the top few giants even reach the same level of strength as the dean. But if they can't join the lower-level organizations after relaxing the threshold...

So embarrassing.

However, GTA has set its standards very low when recruiting people. In Albert's view, the standards they have set cannot be any lower. If the threshold is lower, it would be better to just recruit all the students in the school. .

This is the prototype of the future class of the third-generation Dark Lord. It only recruits students who are in the top five in grades two to six, as well as some students who are talented but may be partial to subjects. Such standards are not excessive.

When Albert and the other five founders of the Akatsuki organization arrived, the chatter suddenly disappeared, and the classroom became so silent that you could almost hear a pin drop.

Woz waved his magic wand, and a long conference table appeared in the center of the classroom, with two rows of seats lined up on both sides of the table.

"Sit down, everyone." Albert's voice spread throughout the audience.

There was a rustling sound of sitting down, and 34 people were invited. Wizards from various grades and colleges all turned their attention to the five people on the main seat.

A light curtain stretched out behind the five of them, and what was shown on it were the two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes that the fourth-grade and second-grade students had experienced this week.

Woz raised the wand in his hand as a pointer and pointed it at the light screen, "I don't need to introduce these two magical creatures, the Cornish Elf and the Grindylow, right? You know how dangerous they are."

"However, these two low-level creatures can scare a large number of students in our academy into panic." Woz half-reclined, and two legs of the chair under him left the ground.

There was a brief silence.

Two of the invitees lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Because the two of them were among the "students who were panicked by Grindylow that day" as Woz said.

Albert held one cheek with one hand and tilted his head to look at Woz. His eyes seemed to say, your speech is terrible.

Woz returned his look: How about you explain it?

Albert: I'll do it.

Albert stood up and said, "We are gathered here today because we are all outstanding wizards among our peers. However, I feel that with your current level of magic, it is far from enough."

Hearing Albert's rude words, the invitees frowned.

Some students opened their mouths and wanted to refute, but when they thought about the strength of the Aurors in the Akatsuki organization, they had no choice but to keep their mouths shut.

He knew that Albert was telling the truth.

"Today's education in the wizarding world is still too backward. Even if Hogwarts has made unprecedented educational reforms, it is not enough to allow your talents to be used. It limits your growth. If no changes are made, After graduation, maybe you will disappear from everyone."

"I have gathered everyone together because I don't want to see your talents wasted in the magical world's backward education system." Albert sat down and snapped his fingers, and a book appeared in front of everyone. Thick notebook.

"So, are you going to teach us magic?" A witch looked at Albert with her eyes that were almost full of little stars.

Albert felt chilled by this gaze, but he still answered the other party's question: "The notebook in front of you records the study notes I compiled, covering all practical magic spells from first grade to seventh grade. Spell casting skills and learning methods..."

"After you have finished studying the content in this notebook and have enough knowledge, we can proceed to learn some higher-level knowledge, such as the analysis and creation of magic spells, higher-level magic spells, if you are transforming If you are talented enough in learning, we can also help you complete the Animagus, the highest secret of transfiguration."

The witch who just asked the question raised her arm again: "Will alchemy and potions be taught?"

Under her expectant gaze, Albert shook his head slowly.

The witch's face suddenly fell.

"Knowledge of this level in alchemy is a secret that is not taught. I cannot take it out casually. As for potions, Professor Snape is a very good teacher. As long as you can teach him in his class, It is enough to master the knowledge he imparts to you.”

Albert pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "We focus on the learning of magic spells."