After Allen finished speaking, he told Lady Loris II to help him tidy up the classroom and walked out of the door.
The young wizards hurriedly packed up their things and followed behind their new professor. Knowing that there was a place to practice ancient magic, these young wizards were even more excited. Compared to the boring and obscure theoretical studies, practical operations were always the favorite part of the Hogwarts classes. The group left the castle with great momentum under Allen's lead.
"The direction that Professor Harris is taking us … Oh no, Hagrid …" Harry saw them approaching Hagrid's cabin near the forbidden forest. Remembering that he didn't go to the advanced class for protection of magical creatures, he pulled Neville, who was beside him, and tried to use the fat Neville to block his body.
"Harry, what's wrong?" Neville turned sideways and asked curiously.
"Oh, he saw me." Harry patted his forehead in pain. He saw that the big Hagrid had stopped teaching and was standing not far away from his cabin, glaring at him angrily without caring about the other students in his advanced class.
Harry waved at Hagrid mechanically. Hagrid turned his head angrily, as if he was looking for something in the group. But he didn't find anything and looked even angrier. He muttered something and turned his back, no longer looking at Harry.
Harry lowered his head sadly. "He definitely doesn't want to see me anymore. He was so good to me, but I'm ungrateful …"
"The one he's most angry about isn't you, Harry." At this time, Jenny didn't care about other people's gazes. She walked over and held Harry's arm. "The ancient magic class conflicts with the sixth grade's advanced class. At least that's part of your reason. Ron didn't sign up for other classes and would rather have an empty afternoon than take Hagrid's class. I think that's what angered Hagrid the most."
Unlike Harry's gloomy mood, the afternoon sun shone warmly on the young wizards. Passing by Hagrid's cabin, the Black Lake in the distance rippled with the breeze. They followed Allen to a grassland that was close to the forbidden forest and the Black Lake.
Allen's back was facing the Black Lake. He looked up and saw the balcony of the headmaster's office. He slightly adjusted his position so that the range of his practical class could be seen from the balcony of the castle tower in the distance.
"Okay, this is the place." Allen raised his eyebrows and smiled. He stretched out his hand and pointed at a large area. "In the future, our ancient magic practical class will be in this location. After I design the blueprint, we can officially start the construction of this place. After the construction is completed, it will meet the training needs of our ancient magic class to achieve the goal of improving everyone's combat ability."
After experiencing the surprise brought by the textbook, the wizards who had no doubts about Professor Harris's aesthetics and generosity could not help but be curious and look forward to the future training place. Harry thought of the Obligatory Room that Hermione took them to when they were organizing the class. It was the best and most well-equipped training room he had ever seen. If the ancient magic practical class could be of that standard, it would be enough to meet the training needs. Although Allen was always surprising and unexpected, Harry could not imagine a better training place than the Obligatory Room.
Draco confidently guessed the surrounding Slytherin based on his understanding of Allen, "If we're just here to look at the place, Allen wouldn't have brought us here before the place is built. There must be another purpose for this trip."
Many of the little snakes who had been exposed to political struggles had keenly noticed Allen's gaze. They were already dissatisfied with the headmaster who was born in Gryffindor, so they were very satisfied with Allen's tough style.
"We have a mission here today — to select a teacher's assistant." Allen looked around at the wizards, and the little wizards who were guessing his purpose were shocked. He then went on to explain the mission. "Since we're from different grades to attend the ancient magic class, as you all know, my current teaching plan is not only to teach you some powerful spells, but also to teach you how to use them properly. So I plan to assign a teacher's assistant to each grade. Unlike other classes, the teacher's assistant will not only be my assistant, but it will also be a kind of honor for you."
"A kind of honor?" The wizards all knew that Allen used to be an assistant teacher for Spells and Defense Against Dark Magic. Under normal circumstances, an assistant teacher was appointed by the professor to help the professor print the lecture notes, send and receive homework, and inform the schedule of the class. However, this was an ancient magic assistant teacher. They did not know how Professor Harris would choose, and from his unspoken words at the end, it was not easy to become an assistant teacher.
Ignoring the students' uneasiness, Allen took out a lot of healing potions from his waist pouch. "The method of selecting an assistant teacher is the same as my class. It's also to get rid of the bad habits caused by one-on-one duels. All the wizards in the same grade will enter the field together to fight, and the students of other grades will observe. The last wizard standing on the field will be the teacher's assistant teacher. Don't worry about your status, and don't worry about whether you'll get hurt. You can use any spells you want except for the Unforgivable Curse. I'll only protect you when you're faced with a spell that's too dangerous. So, if you don't want to get hurt too badly, I suggest you give it your all and try your best to unleash your strength … Although my healing spells and potions are quite effective, pain is still unavoidable before they take effect. "
Allen's gaze swept across Hermione and the other students. Hermione noticed that Alan nodded slightly when he made eye contact with her, so she pulled out her wand and stood up straight. She did not need Alan to give her any special treatment. Hermione felt that if she could not defeat the other students after taking the attribute potion and learning so much precious secret knowledge in the tower, she would not have the face to see anyone.
The members of the training camp who were standing in groups of three to five also perked up. They were confident that they would not be defeated from the start, even if they were not the final victor in such a chaotic battle. They had studied for many years in advance and believed that they would not be defeated from the start.
Draco Malfoy quietly retreated to the middle of Slytherin. He pointed at Hermione and said to Gower, Crabbe, Shabini and the rest, "We'll work together to get rid of those who are in the way, and then we'll deal with Granger together."
"The professor said it's a free-for-all." He knew that Hermione and Allen had an unusual relationship, and because of Allen, Family Harris had taken good care of his father who was still in prison, he did not want to fight Hermione with Draco.
Draco understood what Gower meant. He glared at him and said with jealousy, "You idiot, she was taught by Professor Harris himself, and she took it before I did … No, even though she's a Muggle, she's very talented in magic. You see, even the pure-blooded wizards in the training class are far behind her in terms of knowledge and ability. If it's not a free-for-all, if we don't work together, we'll definitely be defeated by Granger. Didn't you notice Allen's words and the way he looked at her? We can fight to our hearts' content this time! "
After saying that, Draco spun his wand in his palm. Originally, he thought that it would be a one-on-one duel. In that case, he knew that he wouldn't be able to beat Hermione, who had taken the attribute potion earlier than him. He still didn't know that Hermione's magic power came from the potion. He thought that it was just Miss Know-It-All's talent. However, if the fight became a free-for-all, then if they worked together, Hermione Granger might not necessarily win. After that, compared to ordinary wizards, he had taken the attribute potion and followed Allen to study at Demstrand School of Magic. He had many experiences with this kind of combat style that emphasized practicality, so his chances of winning were very high …
But … Draco saw that Gower's expression had become very uneasy, and could not help but look in Allen's direction. Although Allen had just said that there was no need to worry about their identities, if they beat Hermione with numbers, would he be unhappy? Thinking of this, Draco decided to test Granger's actions later. If Allen's expression did not look good, then he would just give up …
The Professor of Ancient Magic did not have the time to detect the thoughts of his students. He raised his arms, and the entire field began to tremble. The young wizards quickly retreated. Square blocks of soil rose from the ground in front of them, and scattered high walls were built. Trenches were dug all over the place. Alan had temporarily simulated the terrain of his practical class into the kind of terrain one would encounter in real life. If Durmstrang's training room was filled with obstacles of all shapes and sizes, Alan would be able to make a temporary model for his practical class.
"Then let's start with the sixth grade." Looking up and seeing that the sixth grade wizards were the most numerous, Allen decided to let the wizards in his grade start first.
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