When Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Amosta walked into the hospital, almost half of the young wizards were attracted by the incomprehensible rivalry between Harry and Draco.

"Ahh

Dumbledore glanced at the two of them with a smile, walked to the center of the crowded hall, and looked around at the young wizards, who were still quite energetic, and cleared his throat,

"I'm so glad I didn't see a depressed, lost face here...."

Professor McGonagall coughed unhappily, for Dumbledore's words were not particularly objective, and several of the young wizards still had a twinkle in their eyes and even more dejected expressions.

"Just now, Professor McGonagall and Professor Bryan and I discussed at length whether the Defence Against the Dark Arts practice class should be continued, Professor McGonagall believes that it is beyond your ability to deal with such dangerous dark creatures at the moment, but Professor Bryan insists that danger always comes unexpectedly, so it is urgent and necessary to exercise your ability to deal with and solve dangers..."

No one made a sound except for Madam Pomfrey, who leaned against the wall and muttered in disapproval, all staring blankly at the three men with different expressions in the center of the hall.

"-- I think the decision should be left to you."

Dumbledore looked at the young wizards with gentle eyes, and he spoke slowly, making sure everyone could hear clearly,

"Do you think that there may be some 'radical' practices in this way that need to be continued?"

Professor McGonagall did not expect the young wizards to give up, and the young wizards looked at each other, but none of them were the first to say that they wanted to give up.

"But, Headmaster Dumbledore--"

After a long time, Ginny timidly raised her hand, she looked at Professor Brian, who was smiling and didn't seem to care much about the little wizards' choice, and her eyes flashed with fear,

"We can't give up, can we... I mean, we've all signed that contract, and if we give it up, we're going to be punished severely. ”

"If you're scared of that, Miss Weasley, there's no need at all,"

Amosta explained to everyone,

"Headmaster Dumbledore has the power to help you forcibly break the contract, and if anyone thinks they can't defeat the dark creatures in the labyrinth right now, then you can apply now, and Headmaster Dumbledore and I can make sure you don't suffer any punishment."

This time, the atmosphere in the hospital was much more lively, and many people had already shown eager expressions, but no one took the lead, and no one spoke for a while.

"Professor Brian—"

At this time, Hermione, who was in a depressed mood, raised her hand,

"Do you really think that's something that a little wizard can overcome?"

"It's not difficult, Miss Granger--"

Amosta looked at the little witch he admired and nodded and smiled,

"You have only been blinded by fear for a moment, and have not seen the weak nature of the enemy's hideous exterior... As far as I know, Miss Granger, you and Mr. Potter and your mutual friend Mr. Weasley once defeated a twelve-foot troll in the girls' restroom in the first grade, excuse me--"

Amlusti nodded at Hermione and Harry across her bed,

"Did you use any particularly powerful spells at the time?"

"No, Professor!"

Harry is not a fool, he can't fail to hear who Dumbledore's words were pointing to before, with Headmaster Dumbledore's trust, Malfoy's inexplicable accusations against Professor Brian can no longer bother him, hearing Professor Blaine's question, Harry subconsciously replied,

"Ron used the Levitation Charm... I used a bit of a way to confuse it... In short, although it is thrilling, it actually does not take much effort. ”

Professor McGonagall watched proudly as Harry blew her nose violently, as if she wanted to say something, but was stopped by Dumbledore, who was listening to him.

Amosta nodded in satisfaction, he glanced at Madam Pomfrey, who was giving Professor Lockhart the medicine, looked around at the small eyes that shone with a serious light, and continued to ask,

"Who thinks what you've encountered in the labyrinth today is more difficult to deal with than a troll?"

The second-grade wizards present were all deeply impressed by what happened on the night of Halloween the year before, trolls are not particularly mysterious creatures, even if they have not seen them with their own eyes, most of the little wizards have seen the appearance of trolls in books, and in the face of Professor Bryan's question, the little wizards who have already met with the Yin corpse in the afternoon frowned.

“... By the way I see it, trolls are more difficult to deal with! ”

"Needless to say, a mad earth monster can throw me into the sky, that thing in the labyrinth..."

When the chirping of the little wizards came into his ears, Amosavin laughed purely,

"It seems that you have all understood, right, despair will only really come when you face fear and completely choose to give up!"

"What a remarkable, wise remark—"

Dumbledore took off the half-moon frame and wiped his eyes, muttering quietly.

"But, Professor—"

Hermione was a very sensible little witch, and although she was greatly encouraged by Professor Bryan's speech, she still hoped for a more honest answer.

"We don't know anything about it, we don't know what to do with it!"

"Hey, didn't I already tell you how to do it?"

Amosta winked playfully, "And my hint is pretty obvious, Miss Granger." ”

Not surprisingly, everyone was confused, when did Professor Bryan mention this terrifying creature in class?

The little wizards were talking, and Hermione frowned and carefully recalled every lesson, every word, and even private conversation of Professor Bryan since he became the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, but no matter how she thought about it, inspiration was like moonlight shrouded in thick clouds, and it couldn't be revealed!

Harry, next to Hermione, bit his lip in confusion, as if he had realized something.

"I—I hope to be able to continue, Professor McGonagall..."

Ten minutes later, to everyone's surprise, Gryffindor House Unnoticed Little Navi Longbottom was the first to raise his hand and express his opinion.

Amosta looked at the round-faced boy in surprise, the second time Neville Longbottom had surprised him today.

Seriously, before, he really didn't expect that any little wizard would dare to play hand-to-hand combat with the Yin Corpse, if nothing else, this Longbottom will become a great weapon in the future!

"Mr. Longbottom!"

Professor McGonagall looked at Neville sternly,

"If you're just trying to satisfy your grandma, you don't have to prove yourself this way!"

Professor McGonagall's gaze almost frightened Neville's neck into his chest, especially in the presence of Headmaster Dumbledore, who could barely have the courage to argue, just lowered his head and muttered something that no one could hear.

"Then, the decision-making power is up to you two--"

Instead of waiting for each of the young wizards to give their opinion, Amosta gave Lockhart a deep look, then turned to smile and nod at Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, and left the hospital for his office.

There, he had more important things to do.