On the third day after the holiday, Felix finally received a letter back from the Ministry of Magic. The person who wrote back is still Rufus Scrimgeour from the Office of the Minister of Magic's Advisor, and he had no objection to changing the time of the lecture to Friday, only suggested that he should arrive half an hour earlier, as some issues needed to be communicated in advance.
"If you are not able to get your lunch in time, the ministry will prepare a nice lunch for you." Rufus Scrimgeour wrote in the letter.
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The school bulletin board draws a constant stream of buzz from students. At the end of Thursday afternoon classes, the young wizards saw a new notice posted on the bulletin board: During the first dueling class next month, there would be a small dueling tournament.
At the bottom of the notice is the logo of the student body and the signatures of both male and female prefects of each house.
A student read the rules: "All students from first to seventh grade can participate, and they need to sign up with the grade Head boy or girl of their house, and the list will be summarized to the prefect of each house every day."
"Dueling competitions will be held according to grade in turn, with participants from the same grade going head-to-head internally in pairs until the first place of seven grades is selected and will be awarded a prize. The first place in each grade can challenge their upper-grade winner, while the seventh grade can only be challenged by others ... Wow! I like this rule, it takes good care of those first and second-grade brats."
A few second-graders next to him glared at him.
"Are you going to sign up, Draco?" Pansy Parkinson, who wearing a dark green dress, asked softly.
"Why not join when you can teach some people a lesson, rightfully?" Draco's eyes fell on a few Gryffindor students, "I happen to have learned an interesting spell over the holidays."
He and Pansy then left leisurely, as his voice trailed off echoing behind them, "That Weasley actually embarrassed me at the club, saying all I do is cry for my dad ... It was the stupid big fowl that hurt me first, and I had to bandage my hand for two weeks!"
News of the dueling competition spread quickly, with gossip that the winner would receive a prize of one hundred galleons, or a prize of his choice from any of the prizes prepared by Professor Hap - in addition to high-level golems, sneakoscope with unique functions, potions, and no shortage of unknown artefacts made by Professor Hap himself.
That afternoon, the news was confirmed by Penelope Clearwater, the prefect of the Ravenclaw Girls' Student Body, and the young wizards were thrilled to death.
The Weasley twins also promptly added fuel to the fire by declaring that the first of seven years would receive a free couple's mirror, which is the latest trend, and orders are already lined up till April, so you simply can't get it at the moment.
But the twins did not lose out either, they successfully advertised once and launched the second version of the couple's mirror along the way.
The four House grade heads had never felt that their office is crowded before, but now they are surrounded by people to answer all kinds of questions all the time, but when it comes time to actually sign up, the young wizards can't help but be a little hesitant.
Mainly because most of them felt that they had no chance, they naturally switched from the perspective of the contestants to that of watching the competition, and that night a list got released, ranging from the top students of each grade, to the potential wizards of different houses.
The leaderboard feature on the answer space provided a strong reference, especially from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which is regarded as the benchmark for the outcome of the duel because of its strongest connection to the duel.
Although it is still very early for the dueling competition, they have already formed a private betting game.
On Friday morning, the seventh graders had their second ancient runes class of the week, and when Felix walked into the classroom, he found that students had already arrived early.
Their motivation had increased so much?
But according to the plan, he would wait until the students finished their assignments for the next week before starting the practical lesson on Thinking room Magic, after all, it would be worthless if they did it more often.
"Today we have the theory portion of the class-"
"Professor," Percy raised his hand and stood up to speak on behalf of the class, "we have completed the assignments from last class, including the essay and the knowledge map." He stepped forward and handed up a stack of parchment.
"Hmm?" Felix took it in surprise as Percy said earnestly, "Not one is missing, I double-checked it." He looked at the students offstage, and they nodded their heads in unison.
Felix looked over the essay briefly, and it is indeed true. He also saw Marcus's essay, which is indeed written two feet long, although the spacing between words is a bit wide and the segments are a bit too much.
He put down the assignment and smiled, "Well, then I'll bring forward the content of next week."
A group of students again found themselves once again pulled into that magical classroom, where space stretched out into the distance, flowers and plants came up through the ground, and a yew tree sprang up ... They gazed at it all in amazement, chattering and whispering to each other, and a few students could not wait to get out of their seats and walk around.
Wood then particularly wanted to try to see if he could break a branch of the yew tree, only for it to start growing violently, throwing him far out of the way -
"Ahhhhhh!" Amidst the surprised expressions of the others, he nimbly got up from the ground, grinned as he said, "It didn't hurt at all~"
Under his demonstration, many people couldn't resist trying it out.
Felix cooperated with interest as he controlled the yew tree, tossing those who had the guts to try into the air and watching them scream as they fell from dozens of feet high and hit the ground with a "pop" ...
The crowd played around for a while, and soon their eyes fell upon the professor, eyes full of hope.
Before they could say anything, the ancient rune scroll appeared in the air and fell lightly into their hands.
"Today's lesson is simple, it's about looking at what we've learned in the past from a different perspective."
Felix waved his hand and the assignment that the students had just turned in appeared in front of them, "You will first re-read the essay you wrote and see what is wrong with it. Later, I will guide you through this knowledge, and you will find that they are quite distinct and have extremely subtle internal connections ..."
Felix deliberately ended the thinking room magic half an hour early, allowing them to use the time to organize their gains.
As one of the few academic dropouts in the class, Marcus Flint found for the first time that he could easily keep up with the professor's train of thought. Instead of brooding, learning flowed along briskly and wildly, and he finally appreciated the joy of learning.
As a repeat student, he didn't ask for much, as long as he could pass and graduate successfully, but now maybe he could be more aggressive and try to get an E?
...
At noon, Felix appeared at the Ministry of Magic's guest entrance - a red phone booth - a little earlier than the appointed time.
"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and the reason for your visit."
A female voice said, exactly the same as the one Felix had heard the last time he came to Belby's ordination ceremony, even the cold tone of voice had not changed.
"Felix Hap invited to give a speech for the internal staff of the Ministry of Magic."
Waiting for a moment, a square silver badge slid out of the coin slot, and Felix wore it on his chest shirt, his expression turning expectant as the ground slowly sank.
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