It's a class with a flavor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But Alan was very happy.

When is the best time to drink a bottle of water?

One is when you are thirsty and want to die in the scorching desert; The other is when the sun is shining, and you stand in the shade of the trees and watch the bitter freshmen stand in the sun and sweat like rain.

In the same way, even though standing outside the classroom is far less comfortable than sitting on the couch in the lounge, Alan still finds this time very interesting.

With the acquiescence of the new teacher, Alan's lovely classmates begin to try all sorts of ways to get rid of the unhygienic ones, as they find that the aggressive spells are far from as easy to master as they thought, especially when the professor asks for more than just casting spells, but to shoot down a nimble bat.

So, after the attempt failed, they began to use the throwable objects they could find in their hands to attack the bats, obviously, the most convenient books became the sharp weapons in their hands, so for a while, the classroom seemed to become a carnival of the third year of high school, and there were flying books everywhere.

Contrary to what they expected, the cute-looking but uncivilized creatures were enraged by the act, and although the little ones were not aggressive, as the professor had said, this did not prevent them from carrying out a round of "bomb-throwing" attacks with far more precision than they had started.

This made the young wizards below feel utter despair - because they could not even fight back under this powerful attack - because they were far from the high level of unspelled spell casting, and common sense told us that when we looked up at the sky, we would look up.

So, after the first brave-eater appeared, a group of young wizards invariably gave up their intention to cast spells and began to use books for the final struggle.

They could swear that even in the most terrifying of Professor Snape's classes, the bell was not so melodious, and they couldn't even marvel at the mastery of the professor's magic to trap the little ones who were still working tirelessly.

After the riots were over, the burly professor even felt like they had heard the sound of heaven after saying the word "class" with his unchanging smile (which almost all the young wizards thought was the devil's smile afterwards) and a warm and touching voice.

"Oh, by the way, since everyone's performance is not very good, I think we don't need to bring textbooks for the next class, we need to do this kind of class practice again. ”

The professor's voice was enthusiastic, but the little wizards below felt like they had fallen from heaven to hell。。。。。。

After class, Alan almost became the most popular person in the two houses, and even many first-year Loli of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff kindly expressed their eagerness to become teammates with Alan in the next class.

However, Alan expressed his apologies to them from a long distance - even the cute Lori, against the backdrop of a bunch of unknown objects, did not make people have the urge to start for three years.

However, Ellen's behavior did not cause them to be angry, because after a tactful apology, Allen's clean-up spell caused them to let out a scream of surprise.

The spell made Eren even more popular than he had been - even warriors who wanted to rely on themselves didn't have the pleasure of walking back with an unknown object.

However, after helping all the girls clean, Eren didn't cast the spell again after only helping a few boys, and for good reason, he didn't have enough magic to release it anymore. This explanation is perfect, after all, no one would think that a first-year wizard would have such a powerful magic to help everyone cast this spell - of course, Allen's opinion is that the treatment of bear children and Lori is obviously different.

So, except for Allen's roommates and a few lucky ones, the remaining male wizards had to walk back to the lounge with unknown objects all over their bodies - it is said that the people waiting in the bathroom that day waited in line until the lights went out - even after the cleansing spell was released, the little wizards wanted to take a shower to clean up the smell on their bodies.

After the crowd dispersed, the Weasley brothers were left with a boy whom Alan didn't know—from where they stand, they were supposed to be friends.

"Alan, this is Lee Jordan, a pretty good lad!" Fred introduced to Allen.

However, Alan did not rush to shake hands with this new friend, but took out his wand and came three rounds to clean up.

"Perfect!" George gave a thumbs up and said to Allen, "Alan, it's not so pleasant today, but there's no doubt about it - today's professor is a great teacher!"

"Yes, I never thought the class could be so much fun before I came to school!" Fred added.

And Li Jordan on the side also shook hands with Allen and said seriously that this new professor is the best one they know!

To Allen's surprise, the twin brothers explicitly refused to team up with him - "Oh, it's a crime to waste such a perfect class like Alan!"

Alan was puzzled by this and seriously suspected that the three golden partners had entered a new field under the guidance of this teacher.

Well, dear students, may Merlin bless you, because the mischievous trio is coming.

The impact of this class was far greater than Alan thought, and in fact, it was the focus of the young wizards' conversations throughout dinner time and even on weekends.

One of the biggest contributors to this hotspot is Peeves, an elf that is barely a ghost.

The reason why he became the most famous ghost in the entire school was entirely due to his personal strength.

Whether it's Gryffindor and Hufflepuff's departure after the Defence Against the Dark Arts class in the morning, or the retreat of Slytherin and Ravenclaw with the blessing buff after the afternoon class, they all encountered this notoriously funny ghost shortly after leaving the classroom.

As a crappy poet, Peeves would never let go of this important material.

So, after an afternoon of gestation, a new crappy poem was written, and it was lovingly offered by the pretentious poet Peeves:

"Look at our little wizard,

Their heads are empty,

The noble bloodline is stained with excrement,

The brave lion fell into the toilet,

Excellent wisdom in the mire,

As for the remaining little badger,

It was not left behind after the wailing,

The noble Peeves began to sing,

Hogwarts freshmen, a bunch of fools!"