Two classes became famous, and Ricardo was quite powerful.

The first section is just scary, and the second section is purely playing with the heartbeat, first starting Tianyuan or smashing Huanglong, a roll instantly stunned the seventh grade, and then continuously questioning "You haven't learned" crazy blows, expressing dissatisfaction from the aspects of language, action, demeanor, etc., although it is not explicitly stated, but it obviously makes students feel what "you are the worst class I have ever had".

With a slap on the wrist and a sweet date, Ricardo then emotionally persuaded them to study, telling them to learn for themselves; It also gives two affordable ways of "autumn tour in the forbidden forest" and "free homework" from the practical aspect to motivate students to learn.

Finally, there is a competition in the academy, in order to transform their perception of mutual contempt into motivation for learning, and to stimulate students' pride in the academy and the will to study for the rise of the academy.

From the individual side, it is to compare with the opponent, and from the collective side, it is to win glory for the college; In the short term, it is for the autumn outing to be free of homework, and in the long term, it is for the prosperity and happiness of one's life.

——How can this kind of multi-dimensional persuasion also mobilize the enthusiasm of young wizards?

For a while, the motivation of the seventh grade was obviously up, and no one wanted to drag the academy back, and no one wanted to be scolded by Professor Silva.

As a result, the results of the Charms and Transfiguration classes had improved a lot, and Professor McGonagall's often tense face had slackened a little.

"Well done Ricardo," Flitwick said with a smile over a cup of tea, "and no one in seventh grade has pronounced the wrong spell." ”

"It's just a moment of excitement," Ricardo was not fooled by the "victory" in front of him, "Three minutes of heat is the nature of teenagers, and it is difficult for them to make it to the real wizarding exam. ”

"It's hard to get started," Flitwick poured Ricardo a cup of tea, "I think the two wizarding exams will be all Defence Against the Dark Arts this time." ”

"Lend you good words." Ricardo and Flitwick clinked glasses, and Flitwick drank it all, muttering Ricciardo's words.

"Ravenclaw is not a resentment made of apathy and arrogance, but a sage made of wisdom and perseverance......... I think you're a good fit to be a journalist, Ricciardo. ”

"Why?"

"With your eloquent mouth, you're going to double the sales of the Daily Prophet."

"It's too much, Filius," Ricciardo waved his hand, "I don't have that ability." ”

"You can, I'm going to get excited," Flitwick disagreed, "Professors are generally gifted with oratory, like Headmaster Dumbledore, if he really wants to tease you, he'll fool people into finding the North and South." ”

"A leader and a professor are not to be confused," Ricardo replied, "Headmaster Dumbledore is a leader, and I am inferior to him." ”

"Alright, Filius, let's get down to business, this pattern."

Flitwick reflected on what Ricciardo had just said, good fellow! Isn't it not as good as him? Young people are really young people, and they are motivated!

"What are you going to do, Ricardo?"

"My idea is that I'm going to sketch out the armor charm, which is the easiest one, after all, and then sketch the other magic patterns."

"I said I didn't want armor charms...... Are you sure you want to sketch on paper? ”

"That's definitely not the case."

The final task was completed so quickly, so how can it be called the final task?

He'd already experimented with sketching on paper in his office, and it was clear that he had learned very little.

The paper couldn't support the magic infusion, and it exploded instantly, and violently, so he came to Flitwick's office and asked for help.

Apparently not because he was reluctant to blow up his nest...... What he wanted was to ask Flitwick to help see which step was wrong, and by the way, prevent the explosion from hurting him.

"And what material do you want to use?" Flitwick asked bluntly, "It has to be fragile and receptive to an infusion of mana." ”

Ricardo looked around, thought for a moment, and walked to the window.

Looking at the transparent windowpane, he raised his hand and sketched a magic pattern on it.

The golden lines light up with the sliding of the fingertips, forming a mysterious pattern little by little.

Will it succeed this time?

Horizontal, folding, lifting......

Bang!

With a loud bang, the glass was shattered, and Ricardo took a step back, involuntarily spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"What's wrong, Professor?" With a scream, a house-elf jumped out of the air.

He screamed at the shattered glass, then at the empty window, and hurriedly held out his finger.

"No, don't be the little one, you'll ......"

A bolt of magic flew towards the window, only to bounce back immediately, and the beam of magic was more than twice as large as before!

Ricardo quickly pounced on the house-elf, the bundle of mana grazing his right hand, smashing a huge hole in the floor.

He struggled to his feet and glanced at the marks on his hands. The mark didn't change at first, but soon the bleeding stopped.

The house-elf stared at Ricardo's arm in a daze, but soon slammed his head against the wall in grief.

"Bad Mara! Bad Mara! It actually hurt Professor Lemay! ”

"Alright elf," Flitwick was relieved of his senses, "you leave with broken glass, we have something to do." ”

"Wait!" Ricardo stopped, "Mara, you can go directly, I'll be of some use with the glass." ”

"Phosph...... Professor Flitwick? Mara looked at Flitwick, her eyes wide puzzled.

Who the hell are you listening to?

"Alright, you go ahead and get busy," Flitwick nodded, "I'll still be out of the spell, don't worry." ”

Mara let out an "um", jumped, and vanished.

"Why don't you go to the medical wing first?" Flitwick looked at the blood Ricardo spat out, a little worried.

"This small wound doesn't matter to me," Ricardo shrugged, using the vanishing charm to remove the blood and most of the shards, leaving only a few large pieces of glass, "I think the armor pattern is about half the battle, at least these pieces are about hard." ”

“……”

Flitwick didn't say a word, he took a piece and it was three broken bones, and the glass began to crack the second time, and the third time it cracked.

The atmosphere is starting to feel a little awkward......

Ricardo coughed twice, and pinto made an invitation with his right hand, motioning for Flitwick to criticize.

"Actually, you have no problem with this idea, and the idea is very good," Flitwick first raised and then repressed, "but unfortunately, there is a little bit of a problem with your technique, such as outlining the order, which you did follow in the book, but there are still a little bit of problems. ”

"Well, you can come to me on weekend nights for tuition, and I'll teach you how to solve this problem."

"So I'm going to have classes too?" Ricardo smacked his lips, "Sounds good." Is there a reward? ”

"Obviously, you know haha......"