After stepping into the cold room, putting down his suitcase, and looking at the spotless office, Amosta let out a pleasant exhale.

Someone else's Christmas vacation is on vacation, and his Christmas vacation is overtime.

During the half month he spent in the orphanage, he and the staff there were busy with the children's daily life, from morning to night, and when he returned to Hogwarts, he still had a lot of things to do, but it was relatively easy. Physically.

As might be expected, in his absence, letters from all over the world, mainly from various European countries, had formed a hill on his bed, and even the ground beneath the edge of the bed was scattered in a layer.

Most of these letters are fan letters, and Amosta is not as responsible as Lockhart, and he will only pick out some of the fan letters when he is free and give a response.

By the heat of the lit fireplace had worn away the coldness of the room, Amosta had already checked the letters to see if they were from someone he knew or from some official organization, and he had 'placed' the rest in a widened compartment under the shelves.

Taking off his coat and throwing it on the bed, Amosta 'collapsed' in his office chair, resting his feet directly on the desk, holding a cup of piping hot green tea, looking at the rough stone slabs on the ceiling, Amosta was stunned.

Professor McGonagall's casual remark about physical education class did give him some reminders.

As early as the beginning of the course plan, he was ready to make physical education classes normalized.

Of course, physical education is different from potions, charms, transfigurations, these basic magic subjects, when a young wizard enters Hogwarts, he has to start contacting, and his physical education class requires a certain theoretical foundation and spell-casting ability, this course cannot become a basic subject, but like divination, magic and other courses, it becomes an elective course for students after reaching the third year.

From the beginning of the third grade to the end of the fifth grade, it took three years to complete the entire training process of physical education and take the OWLS level exam, and as for whether to start an improvement class in the future, Amosa has not yet made up his mind.

Of course, it is impossible for this group of students in the current PE class to take PE classes for three years, in fact, their training progress has officially come to an end.

This group of people had grown up under the almost cruel spur of Amosta, and when the formal course began, it was impossible for him to ask his students to get used to the attack of big eggs in just a month or two, and it was impossible for him to accommodate the young wizard into his own spiritual world, so that the training time was extended and the damage could be controlled. These are emergency means of avoiding danger.

At that time, the normal teaching progress of physical education class will become much more 'human'.

And in the current class of students, in fact, their training has come to an end, and the so-called master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual.

Amosta showed them the direction of self-improvement, and how far they could go depends on their own understanding.

So, when Friday's PE class, Amosta told the students that their PE training would be at the end of the semester, and for a while, the classroom was silent, and everyone's faces were dazed, and for nearly a year, they were used to being tortured in this classroom every week and then dragging their tired bodies away, and suddenly, Professor Bryan said that the class was coming to an end, which they couldn't accept.

The sensual girls even began to sob slightly.

"Are you going to give up on us, Professor!"

Fred cried out in indignation, and Harry behind him clenched his fists, his lips pursed.

"I'm afraid I don't have the intention of doing so, Mr. Weasley--"

Amosta said in a pretended brisk tone, in fact, he didn't feel very well.

He looked at the young men in front of him with calm eyebrows, looking capable and resolute, and thought of the appearance of these students ten months ago, exhausted from running two laps around the Quidditch pitch, and screaming when they were smashed by a big dung egg, Amosta's expression softened.

Physical education will continue to exist at Hogwarts for a long time, and this group of young people is the first to graduate from his class.

"I'm not saying that the course is going to end now, Mr. Weasley--"

Amosta smiled and said,

"And, even when it's the end of the day, I hope you don't forget the skills you've mastered through a lot of tests, and I ask that you continue to run after the course is over, and come back to this classroom every six months for agility training. As for dueling skills, I also examine them regularly."

Hearing Professor Bryan say this, the students finally felt better, but they still had doubts in their minds.

"Please, Miss Petyer--"

In the small group of Ravenclaw, Padma Patil holds her hands aloft.

"Professor Blaine—" Padma's eyes widened like black pearls, "so what are we going to do now?" ”

"That's a good question, Miss Petill—"

Amosta leaned against a desk, his eyes swept over the faces eager for answers, and smiled faintly,

"This course continues to this day, and I think each of you should be aware of the changes in you-"

The students nodded, and Hufflepuff Hopkins whispered to Ernie beside him, "I left my mom and dad alone during the holidays!" ”

Draco raised his head slightly, a hint of smugness in his grey eyes.

Since the beginning of the physical education class, he had written to his father about it, and his father had warned him that Professor Bryan was not allowed to give up the course, regardless of what Professor Bryan was teaching, and instructed him to write a letter every month to tell him the progress of the course.

Ever since they began to take a theoretical course on the art of dueling in the second half of last year, his father has taken it even more, occasionally writing back to him with advice on dueling and mailing in a collection of books that are valuable to his current studies.

Like Hopkins, the two of them also had a showdown practice this Christmas holiday at the request of his father, and the final result of this competition made him extremely excited.

Of course, he couldn't defeat his father, but his father, who had been wise and martial in his eyes since childhood, didn't take him seriously, and after overturning several lawns in the garden, the two of them finally gave up.

Draco grinned happily when he saw the look of surprise on his mother's face, who was watching the battle in case he had been injured by his father's mistake.

"Incredible, incredible—"

Narcissa said it twice in quick succession, and she stared at Draco, who was sitting on the lawn sweating but unharmed, with a look of disbelief,

"It's all coming from. Amosta Blaine's training? ”

Draco nodded heavily.

"Honey—" Narcissa turned her gaze to her husband.

Lucius tried his best to resist the urge to praise his son, and his physical exertion was less, as he spent most of the duel suppressing Draco, but he couldn't disarm it.

Facing his wife's gaze, Lucius shook his head slightly, signaling that he did not release the water. He couldn't say that, but he couldn't call on his son with Avada's life and some evil black magic.

"I told you, Narcissa—"

Lucius placed his hand on his wife's hand-over arm, as if intentionally, and pointed to the place where the tattoo was under his sleeve, in a voice that Draco couldn't hear

"Brian is our retreat--"

"Each of you realizes that you have become different, and in this class, we learned how to protect ourselves and how to subdue others when they have a conflict. But that doesn't mean you're omnipotent, it means that you're able to handle all the dangers properly, and for the next period of time, in the fifth phase of physical education, I think, you should learn how to get out of the bad environment—"

(End of chapter)