"Terry Bout. You were the second in the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam, so why were you one of the first students to be eliminated? Mr. Bout, please explain. ”

The first batch of eliminated students consisted of five, three Hufflepuffs, one Slytherin, one Gryffindor, and one Ravenclaw.

The top four students, Rick did not score too high when evaluating the students' mental quality before the game, and in the previous theoretical mock test, the results were also from the bottom ten.

As the first batch of students to be eliminated, Rick was not surprised in the slightest.

But in the end, this Ravenclaw Terry Bout is very puzzling to Rick.

He was the first in Ravenclaw on the test, scoring a high 99 points, ranking second in his grade.

What's more, when Rick assessed his mental quality, he also gave him an upper-middle score of 65.

It shouldn't be the first batch of students to be eliminated.

Because of Dumbledore's side, Rick didn't dare to use the Dementor Mind to probe his brain, and had to let him explain why he was eliminated.

Rick's expression was solemn, his eyes pierced Terry Bout like a sharp sword, and Dumbledore beside him also put down the candy in his hand, instinctively stretched out his right hand, slowly stroked his proud silver-white beard, and squinted at Terry Bout curiously.

"Ah, Professor Graves, I just... Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore! ”

Terry Bout, who was pulled back to reality by Rick's questioning, looked up at Rick and was about to explain, when he found that the great Headmaster Dumbledore was actually in the classroom.

He hurriedly greeted Dumbledore, and seeing Dumbledore nodding to him with a smile, Terry Bout felt a little less timid in his heart, reorganized his words, and spoke.

"Professor Graves, you've given us the task of surviving for 30 minutes or moving on to the next level. But as someone who doesn't have any information about the game world, I'm not good at combat, and I'm a bit of a road idiot.

If you want to complete your mission, then the 'Go to the next level' quest has already been passed in my plan, so my real mission is to survive for 30 minutes.

In a strange environment, a world full of dark creatures, you want to increase your chances of survival. We have to stay in a safe place, what is the safest, in my reasoning, the place with a lot of people and the first place you take us to is the safest, alas..."

At this point, Terry Bout was a little shy about what was going to happen.

"Go on, Mr. Bout, it's a growth to be brave enough to face things that make you ashamed."

Dumbledore, who was experienced in teaching, saw that Terry Bout's self-esteem had been frustrated, and he encouraged him.

"Thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore. I had convinced most of my Ravenclaw classmates to stay where they were with the Hufflepuff students and wait for the mission to be completed, but my buddies and I had no idea that a swarm of vampire bats would attack us.

Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Graves. I was bitten by a vampire bat as a child, so I still have a shadow in my heart. Every time I see a vampire bat, my whole body trembles with fear. ”

It is worthy of being the first place in Ravenclaw, and in the face of the professor's questions, he can be methodical and clear about the consequences of the previous and the consequences. Rick was very pleased with his explanation and nodded.

"Your analysis is good, and your ideas are good. But some are too one-sided and simplistic. You seem to have overlooked my existence, a task I have given you. Didn't I consider that you would be in the land of your birth?

Mr. Bout, I would like to give you a piece of advice, if you want to make your plan perfect, you can't just look at the problem from your own point of view, you need to think about it from different angles and in different roles.

Okay, sit down. ”

For students who are very optimistic about himself, Rick does not recommend giving more life insights.

"Thank you, Professor Graves."

After listening to Rick's advice, Terry Boot woke up as if in a dream, and his eyes instantly sparkled. Hurry up and thank Rick.

"Well, now that you've been eliminated, don't be discouraged. It's free time to study, you can read a book, or I can join Headmaster Dumbledore to see how your classmates spend the remaining 15 minutes. ”

During the time of Terry Bout and Rick's conversation, the other four students gradually forget about the fear of vampire bats.

Looking at the other classmates who were still in the game, the four of them were a little overwhelmed.

Seeing this, Rick didn't intend to stimulate their nerves anymore.

Each person is an individual with different talents, and they may be very afraid of these dark creatures and develop a cowardly heart;

It is also possible to win the title of king chef in a cooking competition, fearless and hardworking.

Will any of the four of them break through their fears and bravely face the dark creatures; Or never dare to face fear, and can only live in a protected, sunlit world.

None of this is something Rick can decide right now, and it's not something they can choose right away.

It takes time to brew and an opportunity.

......

Hearing that there was time left for self-study, Terry Bout and the other five were not in the mood to breed the books on the table, and their eyes were also attracted by what happened to Harry and the others on the projection screen.

So the seven awake people in the classroom watched the performance of the three Harry in the picture.

......

"Harry, be careful! Water Polo! ”

Seeing a cat (a magical creature that looks like a cat) suddenly appear behind Harry, Hermione didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly waved her wand in her hand.

A water balloon knocks back the cat, which is about to scratch the back of Harry's neck with its claws.

"Thank you, Hermione!"

Flapping a cat raccoon on his shield away, Harry gasped for breath.

Seeing that Harry was exhausted, Hermione and Ron hurriedly retreated to Harry's side.

The three of them gathered together, back to back, guarding the ferocious "beast" that had besieged them.

"I'm going to bottom out of my mana bar, and if we keep fighting them like this, we're going to lose. It is impossible to hold out for another fifteen minutes. ”

Looking at the red-eyed, grinning cats at them, Hermione swore that she would never like cats again. Now she regretted letting the black cat go.

"We've got to find a way to break through, Ron, you're the most defensive, and you're in charge of the Queen. I'm at the front, Hermione, you're covering me in the middle. ”

"Okay, Harry."

As the wizard who knows the most about role-playing games among the three, Harry uses the limited experience he has gained from watching his cousin Dudley play the game to devise a simple breakout plan to use to get rid of these cats.

Hermione focused all her attention and allowed herself to remember the location of each cat.

One last glance at the culprit at the outermost level, the black civet lying on the protrusion of the rock wall.

Sensing Hermione's gaze, the black civet licked its front paws with its barbed tongue, its blue vertical eyes staring straight at Hermione, her eyes full of endless provocation.