Chapter 740: Magic Practice Class I

As the old saying goes, where there are people, there is fighting, and where there is fighting, there are rivers and lakes.

Don't look at Hogwarts is not big, and the number of professors is even less than twenty, but the relationship between each other is extremely complicated, and a few of them are even more incompatible, such as Snape and Lupin, the professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts who only arrived this year.

If there was a chance, Zhang Cheng had no doubt that they would pull out their wands and give the other party a vicious death curse.

In addition, the centuries-long feud between the four faculties inevitably led professors to be biased according to their origins and positions.

In general, this magic school, which claims to be the best in Britain and even Europe, is actually full of fierce discrimination and strife, and if it weren't for a strong headmaster, the devil knows what would have become, even if it split and disbanded one day in the future, it wouldn't be a big fuss.

As a person who is proficient in power schemes, Zhang Cheng doesn't understand whether the four founders who were touted as extremely powerful at the beginning were kicked in the head by a donkey or caught by the door, and they would actually come up with such a stupid power structure.

You must know that if any organization wants to develop and grow, the most important thing is to concentrate all the forces that can be concentrated, and continue to forge ahead outward, until it becomes a behemoth that others dare not easily touch.

To put it bluntly, it is centralization!

Temporarily suppress the various factions within the organization and make everyone obey the orders of the leader.

But what did the founders of Hogwarts do?

They split the school into four different factions from the start, and the philosophical differences between each faction were so great that there was a-for-tat phenomenon like Gryffindor and Slytherin.

Fortunately, the British wizarding world has not been very successful, otherwise if a talented and powerful wizard jumps out and establishes a new school of witchcraft and wizardry, it will not be long before Hogwarts can be defeated and replaced.

Of course, the quality of Hogwarts or the British wizarding world is insignificant in Zhang Cheng's eyes.

After an interesting opening ceremony, he once again locked himself in his room, no one knew what he was doing inside, except for the occasional passing student and ghost who would hear an eerie noise and an unsettling silver glow.

Even many students thought that the new professor of magic practice was a complete eccentric.

There was only one exception, and that was Draco Malfoy.

However, he didn't explain anything to anyone, just waited for the first magic practice class with great anticipation.

After about two weeks, Zhang Cheng finally walked out of the room, wearing a light black robe, and appeared in front of the students for the first time.

Due to the needs of teaching, he did not choose a spacious auditorium or classroom, but chose the location of the class on the outdoor lawn.

The class was held for none other than Slytherin House and Gryffindor House.

Seeing that the two sides were hostile to each other, and almost sparks, a playful smile appeared on his face, and he cleared his throat and said loudly, "Quiet! Maybe some of you know me, but more of you are strangers, but that's okay." Because what I'm going to hand over to you next is the most intense and blood-pumping battle of all the lessons. ”

"Battle...... Fighting?!" Hermione Granger, a good student, couldn't help but cry out.

Looking at the girl's slightly immature face, Zhang Cheng smiled and nodded: "That's right! Fight! Real battle! It's not the dueling club you played in last semester." You may be hurt and will go through all kinds of pain and suffering in this course, but I promise that if you keep going, you will come strong. Also, if someone is scared and scared, you can quit now, it is not a compulsory course and it will not affect your final grades. ”

"Teach...... Professor, will anyone die?" asked Ron cautiously, holding up his hand.

"Dead people? no, no, at most a little blood, a few broken bones. If you want to know more, you can ask Draco, he is very clear about my teaching style. With that, Zhang Cheng gave little Malfoy a look.

The latter didn't say a word, but pulled open his collar, revealing a scar that had only healed three centimeters long, and sneered and defiantly said, "See? Weasley! This is the injury I suffered from training." If you're timid and scared, get out of here, the professor's training isn't for waste. ”

"I'm not afraid!" Ron retorted, blushing.

As we all know, twelve or thirteen-year-old children, especially boys, usually value face more than anything else, and even some of the more daring ones will do some dangerous stupid things.

So when he was provoked by the person he hated the most, he immediately reacted subconsciously.

"Very good! I look forward to your performance, and I hope you and Potter don't get scared to cry, as far as I know, he seems to be stunned by the Dementors on the train, right?" Draco grinned sarcastically.

He knew how hard the actual combat training was, and he almost didn't stick to it at the beginning.

Although the intensity may be much lower when it is changed to an open class at school, it is by no means something that a group of well-pampered students can afford.

"Malfoy, that's enough. Zhang Cheng decisively stopped Draco's actions.

Because he had seen that Albus Dumbledore, the youngest of Hogwarts, was already standing on the ledge of the high place, looking condescendingly at the lawn, followed by several professors.

"As you wish, Professor. Little Malfoy stroked his chest with one hand and gracefully performed a noble salute.

After solving the small conflict between the two, Zhang Cheng directly opened his arms, raised the supreme authority disguised as a magic wand in his hand, and instantly created hundreds of non-physical illusions on the playground composed entirely of energy.

"Oh oh !!! my God!"

"Too ...... It's amazing!"

"Incredible!"

"Is this the strength of the professor?!"

......

For a moment, every student involuntarily let out exclamations and screams, and the scene looked extremely chaotic.

In contrast, Dumbledore, who was standing on the balcony of the castle high, showed a rare smile and said without looking back, "Well, I'm right, right? A wizard with this level of spell-casting ability can't be subservient to anyone." ”

"I agree that he's an unusually powerful wizard, but I have reservations about whether or not he's in touch with the Dark Lord. Snape replied with a grim face.

"Caution is a valuable quality, but it's not good to be too suspicious. Rest assured, I didn't feel a strong ambition or desire from him, he wasn't the same kind of person as Tom, at least not yet. ”

With these meaningful words, Dumbledore turned around and walked in the direction of the Headmaster's office.

No one knows what's going on in his head at the moment, let alone what he's going to do next......

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