Ashes of Hogwarts

Ash began his boring and boring retreat life - he was arranging his own teaching plan and content.

Last night, Dumbledore had made a phone call to him seeking advice. On the phone, the old headmaster detailed his helplessness and disapproval of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Cursed Professor Koren, this is no joke.So the old headmaster was helpless. If he couldn't find anyone, who would use Quirrell, a guy who could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with him? Dumbledore was just old, not blind.

So the important task of teaching the little wizards combat knowledge fell on Ash's weak and thin shoulders.

No wonder the old man gives so many subsidies.

To be honest, he was only a 20-year-old young man before his first time travel. This is squeezing the labor force of college students!This old man has no moral ethics.

Is this okay?This is not good!

I advise you, an old man, to use your tail juice.

Fortunately, he only missed one of the two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, otherwise he might have become bald at an early age.

Looking at the densely packed textbooks, Ash believed a little bit about the statement discussed in the past life forum that all the professors at Hogwarts knew the art of cloning.

It is simply squeezing the labor force, no wonder the wages are so high.

For half a month, Ash had no contact with the outside world. During this period, the four deans called Ash for advice, but Ash wrote down their magic frequency bands and stopped replying.The four expressed their understanding. After all, they had experienced such headaches when they were young.

When you are young, you don’t know how good it is to be free, just as the college is as deep as the sea.

Ash stayed in the room and concentrated on sorting out the teaching materials. He thought that he was also born in New China and grew up under the red flag as a good young man. Children's education is a national matter. As the saying goes, if a boy is strong, a girl will support him... Ahem, that’s too far off topic.

All in all, happy education is not advisable, and quality education is the basis for the strength of wizards.

Voldemort, how terrible!At first glance, it is the culprit that affects the relationship between husband and wife.

As long as you study, it must be boring.I didn't endure hardship when I was a child, but I shed tears when I grow up.

He decided that not only should the children practice hard in the close defense class, but they must also get enough exercise after class.

Starting from this semester, half an hour of recess time will be added after the first get out of class in the morning.

Think about it, the mysterious wizards can't even carry a two-handed sword besides waving their little sticks. This is not good, not good, it is too weak.

Think about the magicians you have met, which one did not learn to shine with light and carry a huge sword to celebrate the New Year.Oh, you also have to put the secret agent into the teaching plan to facilitate jumping and splitting.

Ash smiled "Give~Give~Give~" and directly woke up Hedwig who was sleeping. She looked at her owner who had not been out for half a month in horror, thinking that it might not take half a month to finally get him. The master was driven crazy.

what do I do?I might as well go back to the Owl Shop in separate luggage.

Fortunately, Ash quickly returned to normal. He looked at his class schedule with satisfaction, nodded and requested Dumbledore to call.

By the way, Ash asked Dumbledore to sell this magic to the Ministry of Magic for [-] gold galleons. Now he is a rich man again.He also changed the name for seeking advice to a nicer name, called Transmitting Sounds into Secrets.

"Good afternoon Ash, it seems you are finally done." Dumbledore's deep voice sounded.

"Yes, old man, are you free now? I think you can take a look at my teaching plan first."

In the principal's room, Ash and Dumbledore sat face to face, with a glass of brandy and cocoa placed in front of them.

Hogwarts strictly prohibits the consumption of alcoholic beverages, but this is obviously not the case in the principal's room.

"Your plan is great, Ash," Dumbledore put down the parchment with an interested expression on his face, "This is a bold attempt. Children at Hogwarts have never paid much attention to physical exercise. Even as far as the wizarding world is concerned, we only have the sport of Quidditch. I know that wizards in ancient times used staffs and swords to fight at the same time, but now, we have abandoned this custom for too long. "

Ash nodded in understanding.The earliest Confucianism in China also included archery and martial arts among the six arts of the gentleman. With the development of the times, more and more scholars have abandoned these two arts. It must be said that this is a kind of sadness.

"So, you agree?" Ash's face showed surprise.

"Why not?" Dumbledore blinked and drank the brandy and cocoa on the table. "This is definitely a good thing for Hogwarts. Even if some people are temporarily confused now, but Time will tell."

"As for the school board and the Ministry of Magic, I will take care of it. Just feel free to arrange your classes."

Dumbledore called the vice-principal, Professor McGonagall. After all, Professor McGonagall was mainly responsible for school affairs.

The older cat girl was obviously a little confused by the sudden increase in recess exercises. She knew that a new class would be added when Ash joined, but she did not expect that there would be an arrangement for recess exercises.

She's so stupid, really.

Dumbledore pleasantly introduced the benefits of physical exercise to Professor McGonagall.In the end, Professor McGonagall agreed to the proposal because it could release the energy of the little lions.

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall are both Gryffindor students, so they naturally understand how noisy the little lions are.

There is no doubt that Ashe is the strongest melee master in the world right now. With such high-quality resources, why not make full use of them.

Ash returned to the dormitory with satisfaction. He could already imagine the little lions and little snakes charging side by side with swords raised and shouting "Ula".

The teaching plan received support from Dumbledore and McGonagall, which made Ash very excited. He was going to go out with Snape for a drink. For some reason, Snape, who had always had a bad temper, had a different attitude towards Ash. Very gentle.

In Snape's exclusive potion room, Snape, dressed in black robes, stared closely at the crucible that was emitting white smoke. He was conducting experiments on improving the potion formula.

The final step is coming soon.Snape didn't even dare to break a sweat.

But the door of the potion room was suddenly pushed open, and the sudden cold wind lowered the temperature of the potion in the crucible, and at this time the potion in his hand was already dripping.

The pungent smell began to spread, and the originally mild liquid in the crucible suddenly became violent. The crucible melted into a lump under the high temperature. Warning signs flashed wildly in Snape's brain, but he knew he could not escape.

I didn't expect that Snape, the master of potions, would fall into my hands.

With a crisp ringtone, when he opened his eyes again, Snape found himself standing at the door of the office intact, next to an apologetic Ash and a potion room with thick black smoke.

who I am?where am I?What am I doing?

Three consecutive life events appeared in Snape's head.