"Just like I told you below--"

To everyone's surprise, today's Defence Against the Dark Arts practice class was not held in the Great Hall, and Professor Bryan, after briefly explaining what he was going to do, led everyone to the eighth floor of the castle, in front of an abandoned classroom near Headmaster Dumbledore's office.

Looking at the little wizards standing in the corridor, who were slightly excited, Amosta smiled,

"I've used a sophisticated spell to slightly expand the space in this classroom to house the dark creatures I'm ready for you to deal with."

"What the hell is that, Professor Blaine!"

Hufflepuff sophomore Wayne Hopkins raised his hand and shouted, he looked at Harry, who was also whispering to Hermione and Ron, with a slightly awe-inspiring gaze, and asked, "Could it be a troll?" ”

"I'm sorry, Hopkins, I've said it before, I'm not going to let anyone know the name of that dark creature in advance, if you want to see it, you'll have to use your own eyes to find out... Now, I'm going to tell you the rules of this 'game'--"

Amosta leaned against the oak door and crossed her arms and smiled,

"The second grade works in pairs, and the first grade works in groups of three to deal with the creatures inside, and because of the limited time, each group has a time limit of ten minutes, and overtime or death is considered a failure."

The crowd began to agitate, and many people noticed the peculiar words in Professor Blaine's words, and Ron and Harry looked at each other, both noticing the uneasiness in each other's eyes, and from what they knew about Professor Blaine, the creatures in the classroom were probably not in the category of 'interesting' anymore.

Malfoy's body in the crowd had begun to tremble, and he thought of a possibility, but he didn't want to believe it.

"Death..."Neville's voice trembled, as if she would faint at any moment, but fortunately Hermione could still maintain her senses, she glared at Neville angrily, suppressed her voice, and said in a tone of lesson,

"There's no way Professor Bryan could have killed anyone, Neville, Headmaster Dumbledore, and the Ministry of Magic won't allow it!"

"That's not good, Miss Granger,"

Hearing this, Amosta's expression was playful, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made many people shudder,

"If I say all the unruly things I've done over the years, I'm going to scare you all... All I can say is that I try not to see anyone 'die heroically' in this trial! ”

Then, Amosta waved his wand, and a parchment glowing red magic appeared out of thin air, and Amosta looked around the crowd, and finally, let the magic contract float into Hermione's hand,

"So before anyone enters this classroom, they must sign their name on this magic contract, Miss Granger, and I thank you for reading it to everyone."

Hermione took the parchment and couldn't wait to read it, only a few glances, her previous confidence that nothing would happen was gone, her pink cheeks gradually turned pale, and Harry, Ron, and Neville who were around her all looked like someone had choked their throats when they saw the words on the paper, and even breathing became difficult.

Hermione stared blankly at Professor Blaine, trying to confirm if it was just an April Fool's joke, but the seriousness in Professor Blaine's eyes gave her the answer to her question, and there were already many young wizards behind her who were anxiously urging, and Hermione had to fulfill her duty first

“.... 1. Those who enter the classroom first to participate in the trial, regardless of success or failure, are not allowed to reveal in any way what they see in the classroom, and those who do not participate in the trial are not allowed to inquire.

2. In this trial, each group member has two chances, if the first round fails, until the end of the second round of trial, no one is allowed to ask for advice, no information is allowed, only group members are allowed to discuss with each other how to pass the trial. ”

Amosta interrupted Hermione with a smile and said to everyone,

"I have set these two rules so that all of us can overcome the dark creatures within, relying on the wisdom of ourselves and our companions, in an absolutely unknown situation... The most important rule is the third rule, Miss Granger, please continue. ”

Hermione swallowed and foamed, and said the last rule in a stiff voice,

"3. Participation in this trial is not mandatory, but those who decide to participate are required to sign their names on this contract, and when they sign their names, they are fully aware of the dangers of this trial, and if there are any personal injuries or injuries in the process, they have nothing to do with Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Amosta Blaine!"

Wow!

When Hermione finished reading this rule in a loud panting voice, the seventy or eighty little wizards standing in the corridor immediately broke out into an uproar, and in the confusion, Hermione struggled to express her opinion,

"It's against the law, Professor, the Ministry of Magic won't agree to this exemption!"

Amosta shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "To hell with the Ministry of Magic, Miss Granger, I've already said that I'm a guy who sometimes likes to play against the rules!" ”

"However, Headmaster Dumbledore won't allow it!" Sophie Roper of Ravenclaw also screamed.

"Then let Headmaster Dumbledore go with him... Ahem,"

Amosta stopped his mouth in time and changed his friendly expression,

"Actually, Miss Roper, Headmaster Dumbledore has given me permission for my 'teaching plan', and of course, if you don't think you have the courage to overcome the fear of the unknown, you can choose not to participate... As I said, it's not mandatory. ”

"Is that possible, Harry!" Ron, who was all in shock, muttered, "Headmaster Dumbledore... How could he? ”

"I can't answer that question for you, Ron, I only know one thing!"

Harry's face flushed as his heart pounded in his chest, and he couldn't tell if he was afraid or excited about the unknown challenge... All in all, it's not a bad feeling!

"Professor Bryan may be serious, we'd better take it seriously!"

Hermione was still staring at the parchment with wide eyes, trying to find a flaw between the lines, and from her trembling fingertips, it was clear that Amosta's series of foreshadowing was still very successful.

"You only have two minutes to make a decision."

After saying this, Amosta deliberately turned around and took a few steps forward, leaving room for discussion to the bewildered little wizards.

Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin, each of the house's young wizards behaved differently.

Although the fear was the same, most of the Gryffindors who believed in courage had a glint in their eyes, Hermione was already quietly reciting the spells that might be used, Neville's round eyes were rolling in the pale, hoping that someone would give him some guidance, but everyone was in a state of unease, and no one could tell him what to do.

The young wizards of Ravenclaw were much calmer than the other three houses, and they were still trying to analyze whether the contract that Professor Bryan had taken out was just bluffing, and had no binding effect at all.

Hufflepuff Wizards are all looking at the wind, and their choices may be influenced by the decisions of the other three House Wizards.

Some of the Slytherin wizards, who are the best at protecting themselves, have been quietly hiding in the crowd, but Malfoy seems to have made a choice, with dry lips, he will look at Crabbe, and then look at Goyle, the bloated body that he disliked in the past seems to be a little weak at this time, suddenly, Malfoy thought of something, he raised his hand and asked in a loud voice,

"Professor Blaine, if I decide to participate, will I pick my teammates?"

Harry and Ron were stunned, Malfoy did ask a good question this time.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Malfoy,"

Two minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and Amosta Shi Ran turned around and smiled, "In order to strengthen the interaction between the various academies and enhance the understanding of the young wizards, I will arrange your team members according to my own ideas." ”

Harry moved his toes uneasily, suddenly remembering the duel object that Professor Snape had arranged for him in Professor Lockhart's dueling class.

"So..."

There was silence in the corridor, and Amosta was the only one who spoke, and he looked at the young wizards with their own thoughts, and opened his arms to show his arms,

"Ladies and gentlemen, make a decision!"