Some of the sixth year students at Hogwarts are now regretting it, very much. They didn't study well and dropped the Defence Against the Dark Arts subject in the regular wizard level exam.

Theoretically, these students will not be able to participate in the sixth grade improvement class. But when Professor McGonagall asked Dracula what level of students he was going to accept, Dracula gave his permission

The "T" level is an unpleasant requirement for Defence Against the Dark Arts Enhancement Class. The students who did not do well in all the subjects and did not have a few advanced courses to enroll in were already worried.

If they get too few certificates, the employment situation in the future will be extremely serious. There weren't many jobs in the wizarding world, and if they didn't even get an exam certificate during their school years, they might have to go home and farm...... No, most of their herbology is also unskilled, I'm afraid they won't even be able to grow well when they return home!

Upon learning that Professor Dracula would be receiving

After the news of the students with "P" and other grades, those scumbags were immediately happy. Being able to join the Advanced Class also means that they have the opportunity to continue to be exposed to Defence Against the Dark Arts, which gives them a better chance of passing the re-exam the following year.

So, the scumbags have been on the registration form for the improvement class,

"Defence Against the Dark Arts" was a checkmark at the end, and happily handed it to their respective deans.

However, they only took the first Defence Against the Dark Arts class in sixth year and regretted it - where was Professor Dracula's Defence Against the Dark Arts class?

This is clearly playing with life! Forcing the students in the classroom to use spells non-stop, and anyone who dared to be lazy punished them with spells that did not hurt much but caused a lot of pain, until everyone was exhausted and collapsed on the ground, unable to move a finger anymore, and then stopped without finishing his hands...... This kind of professor is not what the devil is!

"I won't give you homework today, go back and reflect on how to improve your spell casting level!" As the only one who can

"Standing" in the classroom, Dracula stood out to a large group of students on the ground. After explaining today's homework, he waved his hand as if he were cleaning up garbage, and moved the students who were slumped on the floor to both sides of the classroom, and placed the desks and chairs neatly in the middle of the classroom.

Dracula glanced at the neat classroom and the messy crowd of students lying on the floor, nodded happily, and returned to his office from the steps at the front of the classroom.

Twenty minutes later, the next Defence Against the Dark Arts class saw the sight of students from various houses crowded on both sides of the classroom, sweating, soaking in wizard robes, pale and dressed in rough clothes, no one having the strength to move their bodies out of the classroom......

"This ...... What's going on here? Cedric, who had come to class, stopped at the door of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom in a daze, and did not dare to step into the classroom door for a long time.

Fred and George poked their heads out of Cedric's left and right shoulders and gasped when they saw the scene inside the classroom.

"Hiss......" Their expressions were shocked,

"Could this be some kind of mass murder scene? Well...... This does seem like Professor Dracula can do something! Just then, the two of them stumbled upon a red-haired wizard who had been squeezed into the far corner of the classroom wall and pressed down by several boys.

"Hey, Fred, look who that is!" George patted Fred on the back in surprise.

"Oh, Percy! It's so rare, it's been a long time since I've seen Percy look so embarrassed! Fred's expression instantly became extremely surprised, and he waved happily at Percy.

Looking at the surprised expressions of the two younger brothers, Percy's face was a little unbearable. But he really didn't have the extra strength to break free from the suppression of a group of strong men, so he had to silently turn his head and face the wall and start to close himself.

"Isn't it time for class?" Suddenly, a voice rang out from the front of the classroom, interrupting the nervous thoughts of the students at the door.

The fourth-year wizards looked up from outside the door to see Professor Dracula coming down from his office at some point, now standing on the podium, looking at them with interest.

"It's already class, why don't you come in?" Dracula asked,

"Are you worried that these senior students will affect your class?" As he spoke, he casually raised his hand as if he were putting dumplings in a pot, and threw the sixth-graders, who were slumped on the floor, from the window to the hallway outside the second floor.

Given the size of the window, he could only throw five or six sixth-graders at a time, and it took several throws before throwing them all outside.

By the time Percy Weiss, who had been pushed into the corner, was thrown out, the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom was once again spacious and bright.

"Okay, can we come in now?" Dracula asked with a chuckle as he looked at the little wizards outside the door.

The trembling fourth-year wizards walked into the classroom, sat down in their seats, and looked at Dracula on the podium tremblingly, not knowing what kind of hell awaited them next!

"You guys seem to be interested in what happened in that class?" Dracula's gaze slowly swept around, then the corners of his mouth curled up and asked with a smirk.

The little wizards who were swept by Dracula's gaze were all trembling, bowing their heads and not daring to speak.

At this point, they just hope that a real warrior will stand up and tell Professor Dracula loudly that they are not interested in the content of the previous lesson, and that they must not become like the sixth graders!

So the real Mengshi stood up -

"Professor, we're not interested in what was in the last class!" The little wizard in the classroom, whose head was lowered like an ostrich, was overjoyed, and quietly raised his head in admiration, wanting to see who could have the courage to stand up to Professor Dracula's power and oppression head-on!

Then they saw two heads of hair as red as flames...... Suddenly, the little wizards were in their hearts

"Grunt", subconsciously feel bad. And the Wesley twins didn't disappoint them.

"That's right, Professor, we're not interested in the class, we're just interested in the way you tired Percy into a dog." Fred said with a grin.

"Yes, Professor, we'll make sure we laugh at Percy about this when we go back!" George said.

The little wizards sitting in their seats kept glancing at the two who stood up, looking at them with angry eyes.

However, the twins were so absorbed in the joy of laughing at Percy that they didn't even realize what they were doing, and they didn't see their classmates

A reminder of "goodwill".

"Good." Dracula looked at the two of them with a smile and said slowly,

"In that case, I can give you a personal experience of how Percy Weisley is 'tired of being a dog' as you say." The desks and chairs in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom were moved to the sides of the classroom again............ The next day, Dracula's notoriety spread through Hogwarts Castle.

The reason why it didn't spread until the next day, rather than becoming known that night, was not because the impact wasn't big enough, but because the students who had gone through the first day of Defense Against the Dark Arts were so tired that they didn't have time to tell others about their tragic experiences, so they fell asleep.

It wasn't until the next day, when the students had regained a little energy, that they remembered to tell the students who hadn't yet gone to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, wishing them to take care and hoping they were okay...... The young wizards at Hogwarts agreed that Professor Dracula had relented when he first arrived last year - it was just a matter of having a classroom of students cast a spell on him at the same time, and now it seems like what it is?

It's a piece of cake! In the eyes of the little wizards, the frenzied Professor Dracula wants everyone to experience what it is

The feeling of "tired as a dog", even at the expense of letting go of the Defence Against the Dark Arts improvement class to the minimum

"T" grade, blatantly unwilling to leave out a single student! …… 8th floor of the main tower, Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

"Professor Dracula, a lot of professors have come to me lately, all to ask for your opinion." Dumbledore sat behind his desk and looked helplessly at Dracula, who was expertly lying on the couch across from him,

"They all said that after your class, the students didn't have the energy to listen to them."

"What does it have to do with me?" Dracula said nonchalantly,

"In the general wizard level exam last semester, the failure rate of Defence Against the Dark Arts was almost the highest, which made me very shameless and unhappy."

"So in the future, in my classes, all practical exercises must be strengthened, so that those little wizards who think about having fun all day long will give me a good long memory!" In the end, Dracula's voice unconsciously became colder, and even the temperature in the principal's office dropped by more than a dozen degrees in just a moment.

The weather, which was originally a little hot in late summer and early autumn, suddenly seemed to be winter! Phoenix Fawkes, who was leisurely taking care of his feathers, suddenly blew up, and the feathers that he had been combing for a long time were directly combed in vain.

Dumbledore flicked his wand to restore the temperature in the Headmaster's office to its original state, and then reached out a hand to smooth out Fawkes's freshly exploded golden feathers.

"Professor Dracula, I didn't mean to say that your teaching methods were bad." Dumbledore considered his words and said in a consultative tone,

"I know what you think, but it can be very effective to improve students' grades through practical exercises."

"As far as I know, increasing the intensity of actual combat will not only improve the students' defense against the dark arts, but also improve their adaptability, combat quality, and other subjects such as Transfiguration, and the ability to apply Charms."

"What's more, you and I both know that Voldemort has returned, and he may recover his full strength at any time and make a comeback. When the time comes, the students of Hogwarts will have a higher level of actual combat ability, and they will have more possibilities for survival. Dumbledore's face was solemn, and he gave a series of affirmations to Dracula's teaching methods.

"Since Mr. Headmaster is so approving of my teaching style, why did you call me here?" Dracula looked at him in surprise and asked casually.

"I mean, while this kind of practice does have great benefits, it's not without its drawbacks." Dumbledore said,

"This method of draining the students' physical strength is bound to cause them to devote all their energy to Defence Against the Dark Arts and neglect other subjects."

As a result, basic subjects such as Transfiguration and Charms are gradually neglected or even forgotten. But Defence Against the Dark Arts is more than just a stand-alone course for dealing with dark creatures and dark wizards, in fact, it's more like a defense subject based on a variety of basic magic subjects. ”

"Therefore, I suggest that for the sake of the all-round development of the young wizards, try not to delay their other courses." Dumbledore looked deeply into Dracula's eyes and dissected him in detail.

"What a man who deserves to be the Headmaster, Dumbledore." Dracula sat up from the couch and shook his head with a chuckle,

"Your words are indeed reasonable, and I am speechless."

"I don't dare to be, I just have some shallow teaching experience." Dumbledore smiled and stroked his long white beard.

"Okay, so tell me, what is the teaching method that can combine practical exercises with other subjects?" Dracula asked.

"Professor Dracula, we can actually think about things from a different perspective." Dumbledore winked at him,

"Since practicing in class can cause students to get tired and delay their next lesson, why don't we find a time to practice when there are no other classes?"

"What do you mean...... Extra classes during student breaks? Dracula raised an eyebrow.

"Don't say that, Professor Dracula, it's not a nice idea to have extra classes!" Dumbledore said with a smile,

"Let's put it another way – let's say, run a dueling club!"

"Wizard duels have been a tradition in the wizarding world for thousands of years, and they are regarded as the most honorable duels between wizards. No young wizard can resist the temptation to duel in the open, and believe me, they will definitely come to this dueling club. ”

"Professor Dracula, what do you think of my idea?" Looking at Dumbledore with a smile on his face, the corners of Dracula's mouth twitched.

“…… You know little wizards, Mr. Headmaster. He affirmed Dumbledore's Eucalyptus,

"But...... There are still some little wizards who haven't experienced the feeling of being a 'tired dog' in class, and I need to let them feel it too. You can't favor one over the other, right? ”

"Then wait until next Monday, the dueling club will officially open after dinner next Monday!" …………