Dumbledore folded his fingers in front of him, quietly watching the jubilant students in the Hogwarts Great Hall, pausing for a few minutes.

After most of the students had calmed down a bit, Dumbledore continued with a smile on his face, "Of course, I have to regret to tell you that the temporary suspension of classes is not exactly the same as the holidays. During this time, the teachers will lead a school-wide activity that may take up a certain amount of time and energy – but I am sure that you will all have a lot of fun and gain a valuable life experience. ”

As Dumbledore spoke, the cheers in the Great Hall gradually fell. At the end of the day, most students know that the school can't just let everyone move freely. This sudden catharsis of excitement did not come from the fact that it finally broke the tension that had shrouded everyone's hearts since last night.

"Anyway, it's better not to have to take Potions class than anything else. For a whole week, I don't have to think about facing Snape's stinky face, and it's almost like a holiday. Fred Weasley touched his twin brother on the shoulder and said lightly.

"No, wouldn't it be even better to never have to go to the cold, damp basement classroom again. George Weasley raised an eyebrow, in his opinion, almost every Potions class taught by Professor Snape in the Kingdom of Jin would make him uncomfortable for days.

But most of the students have their own hated courses, even if they are a top student like Hermione, they also have obvious shortcomings such as divination classes. As a result, there are still quite a few people like the Weasley brothers who are still in a good mood.

At each of the House's desks, Elena could see people either looking at Dumbledore expectantly, or whispering to their neighbors with relaxed expressions. But Dumbledore spoke again, and the Great Hall fell silent again.

Dumbledore cleared his throat.

"We've always been so focused on what we know in books that we often lack some simpler and more flexible coping skills when faced with real-life dilemmas. He smiled as he looked at the students in front of him, his blue eyes shining meaningfully behind the half-moon-shaped lenses.

"Therefore, after consulting with the Ministry of Magic, the Board of Trustees, and the teachers at the school, I am pleased to inform you that in the coming week, we will be conducting a unified [Basic Life Skills Training] activity for each grade level. And after a week, according to certain rules, the grade with the highest overall score will be selected and awarded a prize of 4,000 gold Galleons from the generous sponsorship of the school board. ”

The old man's words were like a depth charge, which quickly caused a commotion among all the students in the school.

Although I don't know much about the specific content of [Basic Life Skills Training] in Dumbledore's mouth, the high reward alone is enough to make all the little wizards boil in an instant. You must know that even a child from a wealthy family like Draco Malfoy will not have more than 100 Galleons at his disposal in a semester.

"Wait, that's not fair!" Ron Weasley exclaimed.

The difference between the first-year freshman and the seventh-grade old student is very intuitive for him, who has five older brothers in the family, and the senior students have an absolute advantage in terms of magic ability, knowledge reserve and even physical fitness.

Except for the seventh-year students, the students of the other years all protested angrily after hearing Dumbledore's words, including the little badgers of Hufflepuff House, who have always been known for their mildness and friendliness. (Note 1, click to view)

After all, no matter who looks at it, Dumbledore's grouping method is actually a competition between grades.

This is too unfair to the younger students, and it is almost equivalent to directly determining the senior class to become the final winner.

Facing the crowd of excited young wizards who were loudly protesting the activity plan, Dumbledore looked beyond the crowd and glanced at the white-haired balls on the Hufflepuff long table who were quietly drinking porridge, and a hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes - deliberately stirring up something seemingly unfair to make everyone turn their attention to the rules and confrontation rather than the rationality of the event itself?

Dumbledore muttered thoughtfully, so far, aside from the slightly wicked way it seemed, Elena's proposal had indeed succeeded in diverting the students' attention.

"And then there's the reversal. ”

Dumbledore's mind remembered the girl's cold voice in the Headmaster's office last night.

The biggest gap in a school is not the college, but between each grade, because of the huge gulf formed by time.

The best way to break down the gap between the houses for a while is to re-crush them and create a team that needs to face each other together.

"Actually, in my opinion, the seniors are not going to have much of an advantage in the next program, Mr. Weasley. ”

Dumbledore turned to Ron Weasley, who was the loudest, and smiled gently, "In order to make the whole event fairer and more meaningful, most of the judging items are not about magical ability and physical fitness, but more about the seriousness and willpower of each person. As for the specific content details, they will be detailed by the respective instructors of each grade, so I won't go into more detail here. ”

After saying that, Dumbledore turned around, nodded to the professors in the faculty seats, raised his voice slightly, and continued, "Next, students of all grades, please follow your teachers to the designated location in the order in which I read. ”

"First of all, 7th graders, please stand. This week it is Professor Flitwick who walks you through the Basic Life Skills Training course. ”

"Seventh graders, come with me, our regular meeting place this week is in the Charms classroom. ”

Professor Flitwick, the little one, walked out with a serious look on his face, leading the oldest group of students out of the auditorium first.

"Next up are the 6th graders, your mentor for this week's activity is Professor McGonagall, please stand. ”

"I'm waiting for you in the Transfiguration classroom, I think all of you here remember how the Transfiguration classroom went, right?" Professor McGonagall stood up, her gaze scanning over the sixth-year students from the four houses, lingering on Gryffindor House for a few more seconds, "It's just a simple event, but I still hope you take it seriously and set an example for the younger students." ”

After two grades as a demonstration, the process became smoother and smoother.

"Fifth grade, Professor Sprout. ”

"Fourth year, Professor Quirrell. ”

The students of each grade followed Dumbledore's arrangement, with a mixture of dazed and excited emotions on their faces, and followed their respective guides to the meeting place in turn, and the whole activity was surprisingly smooth and quiet until ......

"Third year, Professor Snape. ”

"Oh no, Dumbledore, you must be joking!"

Fred Weasley let out a wail of despair, the expression on his face as if someone had told him that Christmas had been canceled this year, as did all the third-year Gryffindor students.

He finally realized that if there was anything worse than a weekly Potions class, it was to have to face Professor Snape every day for a week.

"Potions classroom, don't be late. ”

Snape glanced indifferently at the three third-year students who were almost zero in morale except for the jubilant Slytherin House, snorted coldly on their faces, and after a quick remark, he left the Great Hall directly.

As the Weasley twins left the auditorium with heavy steps that looked like they had gone to the execution ground, the corners of Elena's mouth couldn't help but lift. According to common sense, after going through "military training", the instructor and the students will form a wonderful friendship, I wonder if this rule is common in magic schools?

Dumbledore coughed lightly, drawing everyone's attention back.

"Second graders, your instructor is Professor Aurora, and the location is in the school's Astronomy Tower. Due to the need to record the trajectory of the stars, Professor Aurora was unable to come to the auditorium in person, but he was already there waiting for everyone. Led by Mr. Filch, I would like to go to the astronomy classroom in turn. ”

With the departure of the second-year students, only a group of nervous first-year students and Dumbledore remained in the entire auditorium, and everyone subconsciously puffed up their chests proudly and looked at Professor Dumbledore with anticipation.

"So it seems like we're the only ones left. Unfortunately, though, I have some more important things to attend to, so I've arranged for you a more familiar one-"

Just then, the door to the auditorium, which had been closed as Filch had left, was slammed open.

A large man appeared in the doorway, his face almost completely obscured by his long unkempt hair and tangled bushy beard, which made his slightly flushed face look less noticeable.

"I'm sorry, I'm late. Dumbledore, I thought breakfast would be over in a while......"

The giant stammered in an explanation.

Almost everyone in the entire auditorium, except for two people, stared at him in amazement, which made him more and more nervous, and his thick palms grabbed the clothes on his body hard, as if this would ease his emotions a little.

"Actually, not late, you came just in time. It's just that breakfast ended early. ”

Dumbledore smiled softly, happily breaking the awkwardness, "Allow me to introduce Rubeus Hagrid, Hogwarts Hunting Ground Warden and Key Keeper, who will guide you through a week-long training course. ”

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