The room was quiet, and Amosta, who was standing at the front of everyone, could see her faces flushed with excitement!

There is not a young wizard who has never fantasized in his heart that he would one day become a powerful wizard like Professor Dumbledore or Professor Blaine. For this group of young wizards, they do not have a superior eye to find a way to become powerful wizards from the complex and boring knowledge taught in the rest of Hogwarts' classes.

And the knowledge that Professor Bryan had just taught them and the magic he had shown them had intuitively felt the possibility!

"Professor Blaine—"

Cedric of Hufflepuff raised his hand, and in the light of the candlelight, his eyes sparkled,

"If we can keep up with your lessons. Does that mean, that we might be able to?"

Cedric asked softly in a whispering tone,

"We have the Warriors to become Hogwarts and win the Triwizard Tournament for the school?"

Hearing Cedric Diggory's question, many people, including Harry and Draco, shook their wits violently, their eyes overflowing with anticipation.

If Ron knew what he had missed, he would have regretted it in his bowels!

Harry and Hermione looked at each other in unison, and Goo could see what was going on in each other's eyes. Harry, in particular, had felt sorry for Ron for giving up the course many times, and at this moment, this pity reached its peak.

"I'm afraid not, Mr. Diggory--"

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Professor Bryan gave a disappointing answer,

"The Triwizard Tournament is not a duel match, Mr. Diggory, this competition is a test of how the little wizard can use magic to solve his crisis in various unexpected situations, its test is comprehensive, magic skills, the ability to change and wisdom, if you can cope with all the tests with force, then this event will be reduced to a duel match-"

Professor Bryan said with a smile on his face.

Comprehensive test –

Cedric nodded thoughtfully, not realizing it, and Qiu Zhang, who was sitting behind him, looked at his back, and his bright eyes like the silhouette of autumn water rippled slightly.

"Please remember what I just told you, and when you go back, each of you will write a paper, no less than twelve inches long, on your understanding of the memory of the duel, and give it to me next Wednesday night--"

Professor Bryan gave his homework for the first time since physical education began, but no one complained about it. Some of these little wizards may be more stubborn, but none of them are stupid, and they know how rare it is to have such an opportunity.

"Now, we're about to enter the official Offensive Charm Teaching Course—"

Before the students could start cheering, Professor Bryan said with a solemn face,

"I must remind all of you here that from today onwards, those involved in this course are strictly forbidden to use their magic wands in the event of a conflict with someone in the school, even if both sides of the conflict are students of this course, and if such a situation occurs, the punishment for you will be the severest."

Looking at Professor Bryan with a majestic face, the little wizards' hearts sank, I'm afraid that the severe punishment that Professor Bryan said was not just confinement or deducted points, maybe it would be expulsion from this class, or even expulsion from Hogwarts!

"But we need to fight, don't we, Professor Brian?" Slytherin's Theodore Nott muffled, "It's impossible for us to become dueling masters without going through actual combat. ”

"I'll give you a chance to fight, but until then--" Professor Blaine glanced at Theodore Knott appreciatively, "you'll have to lay the groundwork first." ”

Draco looked at Harry from afar, the corners of his mouth twitching in regret.

"Where do we start, Professor Blaine—"

Hermione's cheeks were slightly red, her breath was short, and her eyes were eager, she raised her hand and asked,

"I mean, we don't have textbooks!"

"There's no textbook for this class, Miss Granger, and I'm going to teach a way of teaching charms like you've never seen before—"

Professor Blaine said, smiling as he stood in front of the young wizards, his lilac eyes reflecting each and every unknown face.

"Now—" Professor Blaine's voice became muffled, and the low, majestic voice seemed to dim the bright torches in the classroom,

"Everyone, keep my eyes in the eye--"

Staring into the eyes?

The students were stunned, Professor Bryan was going to be really strange, why would he ask everyone to look him in the eye?

Harry and Hermione looked at each other again, they knew something inside.

In his second year, Professor Blaine told them the secret of his eyes, which, according to him, contained a special magic, like a cistern, that could store a huge amount of magic for use in duels, and he told the three of them that if he found his eyes back to their original brown color one day, it meant that he would devote himself to a battle.

Unfortunately, so far, Harry hadn't seen Professor Blaine's eyes brown again, and perhaps Professor Bryan had used all his strength on the night of the Quidditch final, but they were so far away that Harry couldn't see the slightest change.

Despite their doubts, the little wizards obediently complied, staring at Professor Blaine's wonderfully colored eyes, which were so wide open that they didn't even dare to blink.

When the classroom was quiet, the sound of the whistling wind and the crackling of torches outside the castle became obvious, and there was an air of mystery in the quiet air. The little wizards all realized that something might happen that would change their imagination next, so they opened their eyes wider one by one.

Seeing this, Professor Bryan smiled slightly, and in the next second, the lilac eyes suddenly bloomed, and a strange wave swept out of the eyes, instantly encompassing all the little wizards.

The world is suddenly dark!

Hermione felt like she had fallen into the depths of the ocean, and the darkness that hung in front of her seemed to be comparable to eternity, with no end. Hermione instinctively wanted to struggle, wanted to scream in horror, but in despair, she couldn't control her body's movements at all, her body seemed to be gone, and only a cloud of thoughts was still diving.

In the infinite darkness, a ray of pure white light suddenly appeared, tearing through the eternal sinking, and Hermione, who was panicked, couldn't wait to lean towards the ray of light, through the door.

Airplanes!

After a loud buzz, Hermione found herself kneeling on a ground that seemed to be absolutely smooth and pure white, and everything around her was pure white, as if there was no end.

"Professor Blaine"

Hermione burst into tears with her eyes in fear, and she cried out in a trembling voice, but no one responded, and the world remained absolutely silent.

"Harry, where are you?"

Hermione shouted again, and this time, her shout had an effect.

A gray-black beam of light, which was extremely striking in the pure white world, fell from the sky and fell beside her with a thud. The rapid change of the beam after falling to the ground, gradually converging into a dazed Harry, and this seemed to be the beginning, one after another beam of light descended, and the Hogwarts students appeared in the beam one after another.

No one knows exactly what they went through, only that it must have something to do with Professor Brian.

"Where is this?"

Harry, who got up, looked at the empty world around him in confusion, they were obviously in Professor Bryan's class just now, but in the blink of an eye, they appeared in a strange place.

"Professor Bryan took us out of Hogwarts?"

Ginny whispered.

"Impossible!"

Although she was filled with doubts, Hermione still subconsciously retorted,

"If you've seen A History of Hogwarts, you should know that there is powerful magic in the school that prevents all teleportation magic."

"But that's Professor Blaine, isn't it?"

Neville said tremblingly,

"He could do anything."

At this point, Hermione didn't want to waste her words refuting Neville's ignorant views, and like all young wizards, she did everything in her power to find out where she was.

"Welcome--"

Suddenly, a familiar, calm voice appeared in the ears of the little wizards, and everyone hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound, and found that right next to them, Professor Blaine, with deep eyes and a strange smile on his face, squeezed out of a distorted, hazy air and aimed at their outstretched arms,

"Welcome to my spiritual world--"

(End of chapter)