Hogwarts has traditionally been over the years, and after the sorting ceremony, each of the four houses welcomes new students in their own way, and the new Slytherin students will duel to see who is the most vocal in their class.

Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff also have their own ways of welcoming new students, but Gryffindor's simplest and crudest is to throw a party.

Perhaps because of the absence of Percy's more serious student council president, Harry and Hermione returned to the common room to find that Fred and George had brought a bunch of food from the kitchen, and the ribbons hanging from the chandelier hanging from the ceiling had not been ripped off, and the party that had happened last night was still going on.

Harry spotted Ron in the crowd, and instead of joining the party, he and his two older brothers were lying on a round coffee table, chatting with a serious expression.

"Do you want to go over, Harry?" Hermione, apparently seeing Ron too, asked softly.

"I'm going back to my dorm to write to Sirius."

Harry hesitated, shook his head, and walked to the spiral staircase on the side of the boys' dormitory.

After watching Harry's back disappear around the corner of the stairs, Hermione withdrew her gaze, pursed her lips and sighed softly, she could see that Harry's mood was not too high, not because Sirius joined the Ministry of Magic without telling him, but more because Professor Bryan had revealed some 'truths about the world' to them again tonight.

And this gave Harry's emotions a certain shock.

In fact, not only Harry, but also her own worldview was affected by Professor Bryan's statement that 'stability is more important than truth'.

Hermione didn't fully agree with Professor Blaine's remarks, but right or wrong, Professor Blaine was the only one of all professors who was willing to talk to their students about real life and the wizarding world, and at least that was particularly valuable.

"Oh, you're back?" Ginny saw Hermione walking towards her, and her eyes turned left and right in front of Hermione, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Harry is going to write a letter to Sirius, and he's already back to his dorm."

Hermione shook her fluffy curls and answered Ginny's unasked question, and then, she noticed that Neville, who was with Ginny, was also looking at her curiously, his expression a little more serious,

"Professor Bryan thinks we're training a little bit slow, Neville."

This sentence scared Neville enough, and he said with a sad face,

"Boo, Professor Bryan said so, what is he going to do, what are we going to do, will we be expelled, Hermione, is he not letting us go to class?"

"That's not -- "

Hermione crossed her arms and said in a serious tone, "But he doesn't think we can waste all our time on this training, and he told me that something new will be taught in this class." ”

"What could it be?" Ginny asked with interest.

"Oh," Neville said, with a disappointed expression, "I've always thought it was a lot of fun. ”

The next two days were uneventful, and nothing happened, except for Neville's burning of the cauldron in Potions class, which was already the sixth cauldron he had burned in years, and Snape unceremoniously locked Neville into confinement, and it was on Wednesday night, in order not to miss Professor Brian's lecture in the evening, Neville did not leave the basement after the Potions class that afternoon, and did not even eat dinner.

By the time Neville returned, all the students who had participated in the lab had arrived.

"What's going on, Neville?"

Looking at Neville, who looked like he was about to collapse, Harry asked in surprise,

"What did Snape's old bat tell you to do?"

"A large bucket of horned toads—"

Neville stretched out his hand tremblingly, his hand was already soaked white, and there were many brown and fishy things in the nails, even if the smell of big dung eggs and the little wizard who participated in this class could not bring harm, the people around him still covered their noses, and unconsciously Rinway was a little farther away,

"He told me to sort the toad's internal organs, and he didn't allow me to use magic!"

Neville's eyes were filled with tears, and as he spoke, he unconsciously swayed and felt the urge to vomit.

"You didn't tell him there was Professor Brian's class in the evening?" Ginny asked angrily.

"I didn't dare to say--"

Neville gave Hermione a grateful look as she was using a descaling charm to help her with the hard-to-clean entrails between her fingernails,

"I'm afraid that if I say that, he'll make me disembowel myself, and then won't allow me to use magic yet!"

Malfoy had been looking at Neville with a playful gaze since he entered the doorway, and when he heard Neville say this, he burst out laughing, and Harry immediately glared at him, and at that moment, the classroom door clicked open, and Professor Brian, dressed in wizarding robes, walked in briskly.

"Good evening, sir, ladies--"

Professor Bryan walked over to the four rapidly forming teams, his gaze grazing over everyone's faces. After a summer vacation, many people's faces have dissipated a lot, become calm, and there is a stronger youthful atmosphere around them, seeing these students who are looking at him with reverence, Amosta also feels as if there is a vitality injected into his twilight state of mind.

"I'm glad to see that you still have the courage to show up in the classroom for this class—" Amosta said in a brisk voice, "Before the official class begins, I would like to announce two things, considering that the training time of PE class in the past has taken up too much of your homework and rest time, so from now on, PE classes will be reduced to twice a week, the first time will still be on Wednesday evening, and the second time will be scheduled for the fourth period on Friday morning." ”

"Friday morning?"

Harry cried out in surprise,

"But the third and fourth classes on Friday morning are Potions?!"

"That's right—" said Professor Blaine with a cheerful expression, "but after my efforts to persuade him, Professor Snape agreed to give me the time for the fourth class. Don't be in a hurry, Mr. Potter, if you can't keep up with the Potions class with fewer hours, you'll have to take a break from one-on-one lessons from Professor Snape!"

"I'm finished."

Neville's look of despair made many laugh.

"Let me tell you the second thing--"

After the silence fell, Professor Bryan continued to look at everyone and said,

"I wasn't involved in the training after this class last semester because of some things, but I've roughly mastered the level of each of you from Miss Granger, and to be honest, I'm not particularly satisfied--"

Professor Bryan still looked like a gentle drizzle, but everyone unconsciously tensed up.

"-- We've done some basic training before, and I think you're already feeling the significance of these trainings, right?"

As soon as Professor Bryan finished speaking, Harry and Hermione nodded desperately, however, there were more echoes than expected, and Hufflepuff's Hopkins said excitedly,

"I played dueling games with my dad during the summer vacation, and I used to play them, and I couldn't last a few minutes at all, but last time my dad was tired, he didn't have a spell that hit me!"

"That's what this training is all about, honing your body and your reaction speed—"

Professor Blaine glanced appreciatively at Hopkins and said to the group,

"You have made some progress, but the result of my course is by no means limited to this, I hope to teach you to win the duel, not just hide quickly, so, next we have to enter a new stage, of course, you must stick to the previous training, every time, I will leave some time for you to train, this classroom will also be open to you, you can also choose to come and play when you are bored, my request is, at the end of the school year, All must pass the basic stage of reaction training. ”

"What are you going to teach us?"

Terry Bout asked, holding up his hand.

For Ravenclaw, learning more is always of interest.

Professor Bryan beckoned everyone to the front of him and formed a half-circle, looking at a pair of eyes that shimmered with curiosity, Professor Bryan smiled slightly,

"What I'm going to teach next is the real stuff - dueling magic!"

(End of chapter)