A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Gilderoy, this is just a simple meeting class, right?" Edward sat back on his chair and said lazily.

Lockhart wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, "Yes, teacher, I was like that too——"

"Shut up, did I let you talk?" Edward's fingers tapped on the table, making a clicking sound, "Tell me what on earth have you done? You actually let two students from the college beat you in class. Get up, how long have I been gone?”

"teacher......"

"Say! Why?"

"Teacher, as you know, my best skill is the Forgetting Curse, but... I can't use the Forgetting Curse on children... Dumbledore - you are not good either. Explain——”

"What about the other spells? Don't tell me that you have forgotten everything and can cast the spell like that... I don't even know what to say about you!"

"Yes, that's what the teacher taught you." Lockhart nodded his head up and down in embarrassment.

"You - ugh..." Edward glared at Lockhart, and then sighed helplessly. His disciple was good at everything, but he knew nothing about magic.

Except for his outstanding forgetfulness spell, he is useless!

When the two best-selling authors met, everyone thought it would be an exciting showdown.But Lockhart can tell you that at the time...

Almost as soon as they met, Lockhart knelt down beside Edward. The magic power escaping from Edward's bad mood alone was enough to make Lockhart knelt down. .

Everything after that became a matter of course.

"Practice more spells. There are a lot of books at Hogwarts that can help you. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Dumbledore." Edward sighed and said, "I'll have to rely on you for future lessons. .”

"is teacher!"

As for Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, it would be easier to solve it. As long as Dumbledore is moved out, the two of them will have nothing to say.It's just that the doubts in their hearts are even greater. Why did Dumbledore give Edward such great privileges?

After that, Edward still had to attend the next week's classes in person, otherwise even Edward would not be able to explain anything if anything happened.

In order to prevent another accident from happening again, Edward decided to hold this class in the auditorium - mainly because there was no large enough classroom in Hogwarts Castle.

At this time, the auditorium had completely changed. Four long tables had been moved to the side, and in the middle was a circular high platform, about twenty feet in diameter and three feet high.

"What's that?" Harry asked.

"Maybe it's where the professor is standing? There were a lot of people in the last class." Hermione closed the textbook and said, she was a brown-haired girl.

Ron muttered and said, "I'm going to give Goyle a hard slap this time. He almost knocked out my teeth. Harry, you can stand aside."

"I'll help you," Harry said hesitantly, seriously doubting that his little arms and legs could withstand a punch from Goyle or Crabbe, both of whom were Draco Malfoy's lackeys.

"Professor Rumple will not be like Professor Lockhart and let our class become..." Hermione hesitated.

"Definitely not." Harry retorted, "I met him before school started. As I told you, he is amazing and can conjure things without a wand."

"Wandless casting!" Hermione exclaimed in a low voice.

"What method?"

"Wandless magic is an "advanced metamagic skill." For some wizards with superb spellcasting skills, skilled wandless spellcasting allows them to use the magic spells they need more quickly and quickly." Hermione's answer was like a textbook. It was generally accurate, which also made Harry and Ron cover their heads.

Their friend was all good, but a little too... scripted?

Anyway, Ron felt like he couldn't stand it anymore.

But in any case, this seems to prove that Edward Rumple and the previous Gilderoy Lockhart are not the same thing at all, although there is still a master-student relationship between them.

In fact, Harry was very uneasy about this course. He really wanted to learn some 'real magic', such as turning his cousin Dudley into a fat pig, or turning people into mice. .However, under the guidance of Professor McGonagall, he already knew that it required a very advanced foundation in magic, and it was very likely that he would not be able to do it until graduation.

But Hermione admired this course very much. She was always worried that if she couldn't write the paper well, it would lower the teacher's impression of her.

However, she was completely over-concerned. Among the young wizards who had only received family education, there were not many who could clearly express their thoughts in words. The young wizards with Muggle origin were the best among them.

And Hermione is at the top of the list.

But to be honest, Lockhart's poor performance before made them not have too many expectations for the content of Edward Rumple.

About 10 minutes later, during this period, some more students arrived, and several professors also came to join in the fun. They seemed worried that something would happen in class.

Lockhart saw Ron Weasley and Draco Malfoy in the crowd. He quickly lowered his head in shame. The controversial professor was too embarrassed to face the students again - he tried to separate them with magic spells. The students who were fighting each other accidentally blew themselves up.

This was what really worried Dumbledore, and why Edward had to take action himself.

He didn't want an obituary.

On time, Edward's figure appeared. He changed into a lavender robe - the same color as his eyes. His hair was slightly raised and his face was smiling. He looked like a teenager.

So much like Lockhart!

Many junior students whispered in their hearts that they were really frightened by this costume.

Edward walked through the crowd, tapped his cane lightly on the ground, and floated up to the high platform.He took out his wand and looked around. The crowd gradually became quiet.

Then, under everyone's surprised eyes, Edward dropped the wand in his hand and threw it into Lockhart's arms.

"We've officially started class."

Edward's voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear. The students who had seen his methods last week were not more surprised. On the contrary, the professors looked at each other in horror.

"Wandless casting or silent casting?" Professor Sprout asked.

"Silent casting, right?" Professor Flitwick answered in an uncertain tone.

Professor Snape's eyes narrowed slightly and he said firmly, "No, it's a wandless spell."

"Um???"