Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts

Chapter 206: “Emotion is Another Form of Magic”

The class schedule was quickly sent to everyone, and as expected by Sean, the students all wailed after seeing it for the first time.

"Isn't it? The first class starts at eight in the morning? The get out of class ends at twelve in the morning?"

"More than that, look, the afternoon class starts at 13:30 and ends at 17:30."

"They must be insane...not just school hours, but also physical training classes? Hell...are we not wizards?"

The common room suddenly became a mess, and everyone was a little dissatisfied with the schedule.

Originally at Hogwarts, the class hours for junior students were from 9:00 a.m. to 12:00 a.m. and 14:00 p.m. to 15:30 p.m.; Eighteen. Special courses such as flying lessons and astronomy lessons are held at fixed times.

In the course arrangement of Nurmengard, not only the length of each class has increased, but also the number of classes in each subject has increased. In addition to this, there are additional courses such as physical training.

On the way back, Sean carefully read the class schedule, and the reactions of his classmates were also expected. The academic pressure of Nurmengard is obviously greater than that of Hogwarts.

Of course, there were also people who showed happy expressions, such as Percy and Hermione. This is the world of Xueba, please understand.

The prefects began to urge the classmates to go to bed quickly. After the dinner, it was already very late. If we continued to chat, many people would not be able to get up tomorrow.

However, Nurmengard still did a good job in terms of hardware. After washing, Sean climbed into the big soft bed, and he used the fluorescent spell to read carefully the dozen or so that Grindelwald gave him under the covers. magic spell.

As the other party said, the difficulty is very high. After just reading it once, even if Sean's spell talent has followed, the name and proficiency of the spell still do not appear on his system panel.

I still have to get started, and the proficiency thing will increase even more depending on how others cast it... Sean muttered a few words, put away the parchment and went to sleep.

I have to go to class at eight tomorrow, and I don’t know what the teachers in Nurmengard are like.

The next morning at seven o'clock, Sean woke up on time. To his surprise, none of his roommates stayed in bed. You know, when these guys are at Hogwarts, they have class at nine o'clock, and they have to get up at half past eight.

It seemed that the punishment sent by the student representatives yesterday still made everyone anxious.

After the washing was completed, when the Hogwarts students came to the Great Hall in a mighty manner, the Nurmengards had already started their meal.

"It's really early to get up... But what are they doing?" A Hogwarts student said.

Sean followed his reputation.

The door of the auditorium was open, and many Nurmengard students had serious expressions. The two of them stood at the door. After waiting for a while, the vertical line in the middle representing the Elder Wand would tilt.

At this time, the person pointed by the tip of the stick will be unwilling or gloomy, while the person pointed by the handle will show a smug smile.

The two would enter the gate from two ends of the vertical line, sitting on the right table on the side of the tip of the stick, and sitting on the long table on the left on the side of the stick.

And some who didn't wait for the Elder Wand to tilt would sit directly on the right table.

"That looks like some kind of test?" Hermione said in good spirits, "Sean, did the professors at Nurmengard tell you yesterday?"

"No, it's not mentioned in the class schedule or school rules." Sean shook his head, he didn't know what it was.

However, the vertical line is the symbol of the Elder Wand in the Deathly Hallows, and according to the expressions of those people, the person pointed by the tip of the wand is obviously in a bad mood.

Maybe this is some way of testing strength?

A voice answered their questions.

"In Nurmengard, students are used to competition. There is a spell on the door of the auditorium. When two people stand on both sides, the spell will work. Where the vertical line is tilted, it means which side is strong. Not as good as another person. According to the length of time to make a judgment based on the vertical line, you can also judge how big the difference in strength between the two is."

Sean looked back and saw a tall, thin boy with an iron-grey head, holding a short wand about eight inches in his right hand, which was sliding back and forth between his palm and cuff. .

The boy laughed wildly, and his accent was a little weird, with a bit of fluff.

Seeing the eyes of the Hogwarts students, he grinned: "Introduce yourself, Jackie Mahabaith, fourth grader of Nurmengard."

This is the first time Sean has seen such a friendly Nurmengard student. He looked around, and no one seemed to greet each other, so he said: "Thank you for your explanation, Mahabaith, Sean Waller. Pop, second year at Hogwarts."

He shook hands with the other party, and found that Mahabaith's hands were quite strong and completely inconsistent with his size.

Mahabais didn't care about the indifference of others, he licked his lips and said casually: "This is one of Nurmengard's rules, and it corresponds to some differences in treatment, for example, the long table on the left side of the auditorium. The food on the right is much more abundant than the one on the right. Of course, you can choose not to test, but then sit on the right side."

Hearing this, Sean turned his attention to the auditorium. Sure enough, as Mahabais said, the food on the left table is obviously more varied. Although the food on the right table is adequate, it is obviously not that rich. .

"You are exchange students, you don't have to obey, just go to your place, of course," Mahabais grinned, "Ha, you can also try it yourself."

After speaking, he quickly approached the auditorium and sat on the long table on the left.

"Didn't he say that he can only sit on the right without testing? Why did he go directly to the left?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Maybe he's been tested, or, without testing, he's strong enough to sit on the left without anyone questioning it," Hermione said thoughtfully.

It's really a competitive atmosphere... Sean shook his head and prepared to go straight in.

"Hey Sean, let's try!" Harry grabbed him, eager to try.

"Are you sure?" Sean didn't care, and it was uncertain whether this detection method was reliable or not. After all, the strength of a wizard is not only measurable by academic performance. For example, Harry's grades are not top-notch, but his actual combat level is quite good, and Hermione, as the first grade, can't be nervous in actual combat.

"Of course, although I know you're strong, I'm not weak!" Harry looked competitive.

"Then try it." Sean shrugged.

The two stood on both sides of the vertical line, and others looked over curiously.

"Is this still a comparison? Sean is sure to win!"

"Not necessarily, Harry's parents are very good wizards, and you should have seen this guy's performance on the duel stage, look at the weapon that removes you, tsk, it's fast and accurate."

The students discussed quietly and excitedly. At Hogwarts, there has never been such a direct way of competition, or it is rare that such a naked power gap is put on the bright side.

Only the little white flower Daisy twisted her fingers tangled in the crowd. One was a boy she admired, and the other was a brother she respected. Who should she pray to win?

Soon, the Elder Wand gave the answer.

The vertical line didn't wait for a moment like the last pair of wizards. When Sean and Harry stood still, without any hesitation, the vertical line fell directly to Harry.

"Oh~~~" the Hogwarts students let out a coaxed voice.

"This, this is too fast..." Harry was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the gap between himself and Sean was so big.

"Man, it looks like I'm lucky today." Sean smiled and put his arms around Harry's shoulders.

George and Fred came up, and they both lapped Sean and Harry.

"Sean, that's really annoying."

"Yeah, too much humility is pride, man, you're going to look really annoying, don't you, Harry?"

Harry gave them a sullen look, and he said a little dejectedly: "Ignore them, Sean."

Sean spread his hands: "Did someone speak to us just now?"

"Oh, oh," said George, irritated, "our little Wallup genius is also very gifted at hurting people."

Fred cooperated with him: "The genius of Hogwarts once in a hundred years! He is excellent, he is proud, but - he is blind."

"Should I say thank you for the compliment?"

"Of course, you're welcome!" The two responded together, then pushed Sean and Harry into the auditorium.

"It's our turn!"

Fred and George also stood on either side of the vertical line.

This time, the vertical line hesitated for a long time, and finally, after the people behind were waiting impatiently, the vertical line fell to Fred.

"Damn, is this thing kidding me!" Fred yelled in dissatisfaction.

George smiled happily: "This is the first time I like Nurmengard so much, Fred, remember to call my brother in the future."

"Fuck you bastard, this thing is not allowed at all, and I will always be born half a minute before you."

"Isn't the difference in strength enough to smooth out half a minute?"

Looking at the twins who were arguing, Sean shook his head with a smile, these two treasures are the same everywhere.

Then, many Hogwarts students also tried it in pairs. Obviously, after the test, some were happy and some were sad, and many people ate two more grilled sausages for breakfast. , Similarly, there are some people who have a few mouthfuls of sandwiches in frustration.

As the first grader, no one went to find Hermione. The girl frowned while drinking pumpkin juice and said, "Isn't Nurmengard too...too..."

She seemed to be looking for a milder word, but she couldn't find it.

Sean continued: "Too utilitarian? It seems that the students are divided into two levels?"

"Yes, that's what I meant..." Hermione muttered, "It's just a student, isn't it good?"

"The teaching philosophy is different," Sean took a sip of Nepalese milk tea, and he fell in love with the hot drink after trying it last night. "Nurmengard advocates strength, and their atmosphere here is more inclined to competition than cooperation."

"I understand, they are really strong...but the atmosphere is too utilitarian, I don't like it very much." Hermione whispered.

"I thought first graders would prefer clear student stratification?" Shawn quipped.

Hermione rolled his eyes at him angrily: "I just don't like falling behind in studies, but I don't like dividing people into three, six, nine, and nine classes!"

"Okay, just kidding, we don't need to worry about Nurmengard, let's think about the new professor's class."

"Ah, yes! I still have two knowledge points that I haven't memorized!" Hermione exclaimed, and hurriedly spread a book on the long table.

Sean shrugged and continued to enjoy breakfast.

After breakfast was over, they went to the Transfiguration Classroom on the second floor. This was the first class of the day. Just like at Hogwarts, Nurmengard had a group class with them.

The second-year students from both schools sat quietly in their seats, and at 7:59, a resolute figure walked straight into the classroom.

It was Vita Rosier, Vice-Chancellor of Nurmengard.

Professor Rozier looked just as difficult to get along with as Professor McGonagall, but she looked colder than Professor McGonagall.

"Turn the book to page one hundred and twenty-three." She didn't call her name, and started teaching directly.

At the beginning of the course, Sean immediately felt the difference. Professor Rozier obviously taught more content at one time, and the learning progress of Nurmengard was much higher than that of Hogwarts.

For example, the rabbit that everyone is practicing now turns into a plush hat.

Professor Rozier's requirements are stricter than Professor McGonagall's. Not only does she require everyone to change the plush hats not to be the same color as the original rabbits, but also that the material of the plush hats must not be similar to the rabbit's own fur.

At the same time, the characteristics of rabbits are not allowed on the deformed plush hat.

When deforming, some people will take a trick, such as keeping the short tail of the rabbit. After all, it is reasonable to have a small hair ball on a plush hat.

But Professor Rozier does not allow this kind of trickery.

Although they are all furry, this kind of transformation is not small. The students at Hogwarts even struggled to change into slippers, let alone this.

The students of Nurmengard were obviously much better than the guests. It didn't take long for many people's rabbits to be turned into plush hats that met the requirements.

But When several second-year students looked over to show off, Professor Rozier's voice rang out.

"Amazing .

The original brown-yellow rabbit on Sean's table was gone. The gray plush hat was quietly placed on the table. There was a Christmas tree on the surface of the hat, and white snowflakes were falling quietly.

Hermione on the side also did a good job. Although she didn't make snowflakes fall like Sean, she did better than everyone else present. She got five extra points.

Nurmengard's bonus points are different from Hogwarts, they don't have the House Cup, and individual points can be used to offset the deductions.

Yes, as long as you are good enough in class, you can keep breaking the rules - but very few people do, because personal scores can be redeemed for school stuff during the holidays, such as a professor giving you a small stove, Or a book that must have been in the no-books section at Hogwarts.

Sean was very satisfied with today's performance, only a few Nurmengard students were muttering sourly.

"Christmas is over...what the hell..."

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