Chapter 253: The Effect of the Torment (Seeking Subscription! Seeking Full Subscription!)
"Ouch—"
After falling to the ground, the Little Wizards let out groans.
Without waiting for Aisen and the others to speak, they stood up, rubbed their shoulders, patted their legs, picked up their wands, and stood back in their original spots.
Seeing this scene, Aisen was quite satisfied.
However, Aisen was a bit surprised that so many people failed to cast the Shield Charm and Disarming Charm.
It seemed that besides the newly enrolled first-year Little Wizards, even some fourth and fifth-year students couldn't cast the Disarming Charm.
You know, Lockhart also taught this Charm in the second year—forget it, Aisen didn't want to complain anymore. Anyway, Aisen planned to vigorously train those Little Wizards next.
"Very good!" After everyone stood up, Aisen clapped his hands and said, "In this format, those who just cast the Disarming Charm, now cast the Shield Charm, and those who just cast the Shield Charm, now cast the Disarming Charm. Get ready, one, two, three—begin!"
"Riddikulus—"
"Armor—"
...
Scene repeated!
It was almost no different from the scene Aisen had seen before, as if the scene was being repeated. A small portion of the Witch could stand, having successfully cast the Disarming Charm and Shield Charm. Most, however, failed to cast either.
There was also a portion who successfully cast the Disarming Charm. And those lying on the ground were knocked down because they failed to cast the Shield Charm.
"Very good, just like this, continue!" Aisen continued to give orders from the sidelines, while the Little Wizardsdid their best to cast Charms on the stage.
At first glance, it seemed like Aisen was deliberately tormenting those Little Wizards. But in fact, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were also trained by Aisen in this way.
After about half an hour, the progress of the Little Wizards was visibly significant.
Some senior-year Witch who could originally cast two Charms had their spellcasting reaction speed significantly improved. And some Little Wizards who hadn't succeeded yet, at least fell to the ground in a much cooler posture.
Of course, there were also a few scattered Little Wizardswho, after some torment, successfully cast the Shield Charm.
Aisen understood this quite well. After all, failing to successfully cast the Shield Charm meant being hit by the opponent and falling to the ground. Although it wasn't dangerous, falling to the ground still hurt a lot.
Moreover, falling to the ground was also a very embarrassing thing. Therefore, to avoid embarrassment, the Little Wizards basically put in their full effort when casting Charms.
Aisen and the Professors whispered to each other on the side. Then, Aisen came over to the Gryffindor side, Snapewent to the area where the Slytherin students were, Black went to Hufflepuff, and Flitwick went to Ravenclaw.
"Natalie, when casting the Shield Charm, the incantation must be spoken clearly!"
"Neville, don't be too nervous. Whether casting the Disarming Charm or the Shield Charm, the belief in successfully casting the Charm must be firm enough."
...
Aisen walked around the Gryffindor side, constantly pointing out problems with some Little Wizards.
Snape, Flitwick, and Black also constantly corrected the mistakes made by the Little Wizards.
After spending ten minutes correcting some relatively typical mistakes, Aisen had the Little Wizards continue their one-on-one Duelling practice.
After being taught by the Professors, Aisen found that the Little Wizards' progress speed was very encouraging.
Half an hour later, Aisen and Snape and the others once again went down to guide and correct the Little Wizards. Then they continued to have the Little Wizards engage in practical duels.
Some Little Wizards showed obvious progress, and Aisenand the Professors praised them publicly and awarded them house points for encouragement.
After another half an hour, in the final practical duel, students from the sixth and Seven Grade and above were almost all able to successfully cast the Disarming Charmand Shield Charm.
Of course, when casting the Shield Charm, their success rate was a bit lower. But it didn't matter; there was still a big difference between having learned it and not having learned it.
Fourth and fifth-year students basically had no problem casting the Disarming Charm. As for the Shield Charm, most people were still a bit short.
Among students below the third year, some could successfully cast the Disarming Charm, but almost no one successfully cast the Shield Charm.
Aisen understood this quite well. It was impossible for students to learn a Charm that some adults hadn't learned in one lesson like they had some kind of cheat when practicing Charms in real combat.
Among them, those who left a deeper impression on Aisen, besides the Savior's Trio, were Cedric from Hufflepuff and Malfoy from Slytherin.
That's right, the fact that Cedric could be chosen as a champion for the Triwizard Tournament was enough to show that he was a very excellent Witch. So, he learned to cast the Shield Charm very easily.
As for Malfoy, it was quite unexpected.
Originally, Aisen thought that after his family's changes and being humiliated by senior students, Malfoy would become discouraged. But unexpectedly, his talent in casting Charms wasn't bad.
The Disarming Charm goes without saying; most Little Wizards had encountered and learned it before, so Malfoy used the Disarming Charm very skillfully. As for the Shield Charm, Aisen didn't expect him to be able to successfully cast it after more than an hour of practice.
Although the Shield Charm he cast was very clumsy and couldn't be compared to the Trio or senior-year Witch, he did manage to use it.
Thinking of this, Aisen suddenly realized that he had always overlooked Malfoy's true abilities.
Actually, it wasn't Aisen's fault for thinking this way.
It was mainly because he was a transmigrator who had already known that Malfoy was a villain. Therefore, Aisenhad never thought about how good Malfoy's talent actually was.
But upon closer thought, one would find that Malfoy's talent was actually not much worse than Harry's.
For example, when Malfoy and Harry were competing. In the first year, Harry showed very strong flying talent and was chosen as a Seeker for the Quidditch team.
But upon closer thought, one would find that Malfoy's flying lesson talent was also not low, and should be no less than Harry's.
In addition, in the Duelling Club previously held by Lockhart, the duel between Harry and Malfoy was back and forth; Harry did not defeat Malfoy in a crushing manner.
Furthermore, there was the practice of Occlumency. Harryhad started learning Occlumency long ago, but had never learned it. As for Malfoy, his performance in the original work was much stronger than Harry's.
However, it was regrettable that although Malfoy's talent was relatively strong, he always liked to cause trouble in front of Harry. Therefore, after becoming a villain, he was destined to become Harry's stepping stone.
As for now, with Aisen's intervention, Lucius was also about to be sent to Azkaban early, so it was unknown if Malfoy would live a low-key life.
The Duelling lesson ended, and Aisen waved his wand to restore the Great Hall ceiling to its original state, and dispelled the runes embedded in the air, causing the surrounding walls to also return to normal.
Afterwards, the silk threads dividing the areas on the stage disappeared. The fonts floating above with the names of the various houses also turned into points of light and drifted away. The strands of light dissipated, as if in a dream, making many people think they had a dream.
"Alright!" Aisen clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, "Today's Duelling lesson ends here. I must make one point: some of you cast the Disarming Charmvery smoothly, and that's because you have encountered this Charm in other classes, or know similar casting techniques.
In fact, just like the Shield Charm, for students below the fifth year, I did not expect you to learn it in one lesson. Therefore, I hope everyone practices this Charm more before the next Duelling lesson begins. Because you must put in more effort to master them.
If you don't want to complain about not having worked hard enough when you encounter danger, I advise you to do this!"
"Professor, what if we have already learned the Disarming Charm and Shield Charm?" a Seven Grademale Witch said loudly, showing a proud expression as he spoke.
Aisen looked over with an expression of slight surprise and slight doubt.
Seeing Professor Aisen's posture, the male Witch's proud expression grew stronger, and then he waved his wand and cast two Charms.
He first cast a Shield Charm. An invisible barrier appeared in front of him; it looked quite skillful.
After the Shield Charm demonstration ended, the other party cast the Disarming Charm. A red light shot out from the tip of his wand, traveled a distance in mid-air, and then dissipated.
Chapter 254: A Small Display
Professor Aisen kept his expression restrained, silently thinking about something, but the male Witch from the Seven Grade in front of him, who had successfully cast the Disarming Charm and Shield Charm, not only glanced at him smugly but also scanned the surroundings, seemingly showing off.
Looking at his smug expression, Professor Aisensuddenly felt that no matter how he looked at it, it seemed like the male Witch was provoking him.
Scanning around, Professor Aisen found that many older Witch were looking eager to try, as if they all wanted to demonstrate something.
This...
Since this dueling class is over, should I dampen their spirits? It should be fine. After all, older students still need to understand the principle that people shouldn't be too arrogant.
"Are you—a Seven Grade student from Slytherin?" Professor Aisen's mouth curved slightly, revealing a meaningful expression.
"Lucien, Lucien Bohr!" The male Witch's gaze was fixed on him.
Glancing at Professor Snape next to him, seeing signs that his face was darkening, Professor Aisen spoke directly: "Professor Snape, look—this is a Seven Gradestudent from Slytherin, do you want to demonstrate what a truly proficient Disarming Charm looks like?"
After hearing Professor Aisen's words, Lucien saw Professor Snape step forward with a darkened face. His expression couldn't help but freeze, and he opened his mouth but said nothing.
"Come on, make some space for Professor Snape!" Professor Aisen said with a wave, motioning the Little Wizards to move aside and clear an area for Snape.
Giving Lucien a fierce glare, Professor Snape pulled out his wand.
All the Little Wizards quieted down. Professor Aisen and the other Professor were also watching Snape's movements.
"Expelliarmus—"
Extremely abruptly, Professor Snape exploded with power. While incanting, he thrust his wand forward.
Then, a red light as thick as an arm shot out from the tip of his wand, like lightning streaking across the night sky, crossing half the Great Hall directly and hitting the wall diagonally above the entrance to the main door.
Boom—
The red light engulfed the nearby Little Wizards, leaving only their expressions of shock visible.
The Charm, like a physical entity, made crackling sounds upon hitting the wall, scattering into dozens of twisted red electrical arcs swirling on the wall.
If the Castle hadn't been protected by powerful magic, no one would doubt that this spell would have directly destroyed the front wall.
At the same time, the runes embedded in the air flickered, and the light on the wall flickered on and off. Then, the twisted electrical arcs swirled and were reflected back, knocking away the wands of many Little Wizards when they swept past those who were relatively close.
Lucien stared at all this with a dumbfounded expression, opening his mouth but not knowing what to say at all.
Clap clap—
"A truly perfect Disarming Charm!" Professor Aisenclapped his hands and praised without reservation.
"That was the Disarming Charm?"
"I can't believe the Disarming Charm has such great power—"
"Incredible, Snape is so powerful!"
...
The Little Wizards, who had been completely silent around him, instantly erupted as if waking from a dream. Everyone, including Harry and others, had changed their expressions when looking at Snape.
"I must remind you of one thing: the same Charm, cast by different Witch, will have vastly different power. I think, to deepen your impression of this concept, let's ask Professor Flitwick to demonstrate what it means to truly master the Shield Charm!" Professor Aisen said lightly, specifically glancing at the bewildered Lucien, and then gestured towards Professor Flitwick.
"No—Professor Aisen, we want to see you cast the Shield Charm!" A bold voice came from the crowd,
"That's right, Professor Aisen, you have to show us how powerful the Shield Charm is!"
Professor Aisen's eyes narrowed slightly, having already recognized that these two voices belonged to the Weasley Twins.
No—
What do these two brothers want by bringing this up?
"Professor Aisen, since the students are asking you to demonstrate the Shield Charm, then—" Professor Flitwick said with a smile, spreading his hands towards Professor Aisen.
"Professor Aisen, everyone wants to see your Shield Charm!" Sirius Black also said with a smile to ProfessorAisen.
Shaking his head slightly helplessly, Professor Aisenstood in the center of the area and gestured to the surroundings with outstretched hands.
After the Little Wizards quieted down, Professor Aisenforcefully swung his right hand holding the wand.
"Protego—"
Subsequently, a brilliant silver light appeared. It shone like starlight, filling the eyes of all the Little Wizards. Before it could continue to shine, the silver light dimmed and refracted inwards.
When all the Little Wizards' vision returned, they found a silver-grey shield, four to five zhang wide and ceiling-high, standing in the middle of the Great Hall not far from Professor Aisen.
The silver-grey shield had a metallic texture, with clear patterns on it, as if forged from real metal, giving a visual impact.
"This is Armor?"
"This definitely isn't real!"
"It looks more like the use of Transfiguration—"
"Didn't you notice? This armor is truly too beautiful!"
"That's right, look at the patterns on it, they are too exquisite—"
The Little Wizards in the Great Hall chattered excitedly while looking in awe at the armor that had appeared out of nowhere.
His eyes flickered slightly, and Professor Aisen looked at Professor Flitwick next to him with a smile.
"Professor Aisen, I must say, your mastery of the Shield Charm is very profound—" Professor Flitwick stepped forward and tapped the armor with his wand, making a crisp knocking sound. After carefully feeling it, he continued, "It's simply more powerful than a super-strong Armor!"
"Indeed, this Shield Charm is astonishing—" After examining it, Black's expression became serious, "I even suspect it can withstand the Avada Kedavra!"
"Killing Curse?" Hearing Black's remark, Professor Aisenfrowned and focused his gaze on the Shield Charm he had cast.
Regarding blocking the Killing Curse, a physical entity can indeed block it. But for the Shield Charm—
Professor Aisen suddenly found that the Shield Charm he cast with two-tenths of his strength actually showed signs of becoming substantial. If he went all out, as long as the degree of substantialization was high enough, reaching the level of a physical entity, it could theoretically block the Killing Curse.
Thoughts turned in his mind, but Professor Aisen's brows relaxed. To be honest, blocking the Killing Curse with a physical entity was something Professor Aisen could completely achieve using Transfiguration.
As for whether a substantial Shield Charm could block the Killing Curse, it didn't seem necessary to dwell on it too much. Anyway, Professor Aisen truly didn't plan to use this method to block the Killing Curse.
Thinking of this, Professor Aisen shook his head calmly: "The Shield Charm cannot block the Killing Curse!"
"Professor, how is this done?" Cedric, a Sixth Grade student from Hufflepuff, raised his hand and asked, his gaze towards Professor Aisen full of fire.
He glanced deeply at Cedric, then scanned around, finding that all the Little Wizards were looking at him with expectant expressions. Professor Aisen raised an eyebrow: "Regarding this question, I think everyone should find it easy to understand—"
"You might as well think about it. For ordinary Charmused daily, or some uncommon, obscure Charm, just knowing how to use them might be enough. But for Charm that can ensure your safety, you still need to spend enough energy and time practicing them!"
"Professor Aisen is right—" Professor Flitwick took over Professor Aisen's words and continued, "For example, Charm like the Disarming Charm, Barrier Charm, Shield Charm, etc. If you want to become an Auror in the future, then these spells must be very proficient—when you perfectly master these Charm, you can also do what Professor Snape and Professor Aisen can!"
"So, after repeated practice, can we achieve that?" Cedricpressed.
"Hmm—the power of a Charm actually involves many aspects. But practicing repeatedly in the correct way can indeed greatly increase the power of the Charm," Professor Aisen said with some hesitation in his tone, "You need to know that casting techniques also include silent casting, wandless and silent casting, and so on."
Then, Professor Aisen clapped his hands, "Alright, the requirements I and the other Professor have for you are not that high. You just need to be able to do what Potterand Weasley can... So, today's lesson ends here!"
The Little Wizards were quiet for a while, perhaps startled by the Professor's Charm, but many showed a dazed expression. Some Little Wizards were whispering among themselves, unsure what they were discussing.
After the Little Wizards left the Great Hall, ProfessorAisen waved his wand, restoring the Great Hall to its original state.
Chapter 255 Contact
Back in his office, Aisen quietly pondered everything that had happened in the Dueling Class.
Or rather, he was thinking about his own actions in the Dueling Class.
More specifically, it was the dueling performance with Professor Snape in the Dueling Class, and the casting of a powerful Shield Charm.
As a Professor who should have kept a low profile, he had instead become "high-profile"!
Was this approach not ideal?
Originally, it was, but now Aisen was confident that his strength had reached the ceiling of this world.
So, just as he had previously thought, although he couldn't be too arrogant, he could still be a little arrogant.
Especially for Aisen, knowing that Lord Voldemort only had one Horcrux left in the world, he basically had no more major concerns.
Therefore, showing a little strength in front of the Young Wizards was not an unacceptable thing.
Anyway, what he displayed was only a very small part of his own strength.
However, the power of the Expelliarmus cast by Professor Snape surprised Aisen for a while.
Judging from the effect of the Expelliarmus he cast at the time, few people could probably achieve its power.
But in a flash, Aisen felt that this was a matter of course.
After all, Professor Snape's strength was indeed top-notch in the entire Wizarding World.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have the confidence to apply for the Professor of Dark Arts position from Dumbledoreevery year.
On Tuesday morning, while the Young Wizards were eating in the Great Hall, they were still discussing everything that happened in the Dueling Class yesterday.
Apparently, the impact of this class was still brewing.
Many Young Wizards were amazed by the strength of Aisen, the Astronomy Professor, but more Young Wizards had a greatly improved impression of Professor Snape.
Even after a Potion Class, Harry and Ron told Aisen that many Young Wizards had become much more "obedient" when facing Professor Snape.
Time quickly came to Friday, and Aisen accepted the invitation from Principal McGonagall and came to The Three Broomsticks Bar in Hogsmeade.
However, when Aisen entered the bar, he was surprised to find that in addition to Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and Professor Snape were also there.
"Aisen, come over quickly!" Professor Flitwick stood on a chair and waved, greeting him enthusiastically, "We were just discussing some liaison work for the Triwizard Tournament!"
"Wasn't that already decided?" Aisen sat down, seemingly thinking of something, and looked at the three curiously, "By the way, the Triwizard Tournament involves the Department of International Magical Cooperation, are you discussing that?"
"You guessed it too?" Professor Flitwick said with emotion, "Yes, the work of the Department of International Magical Cooperation is currently being handled by Percy Weasley!"
"Percy Weasley?" Aisen looked at the other party in surprise, and then a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.
Watching Aisen's thoughtful expression, Professor Flitwick further explained: "It's hard to believe that Percy Weasley actually became the acting head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation!"
"Acting head?" Aisen couldn't help but repeat, his expression becoming strange.
If he remembered correctly, he had previously told Harryand Ron that Percy might side with Minister for MagicCornelius Fudge and become the head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation.
But he didn't expect that he really became the head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, although he was acting, which still surprised Aisen.
"According to Cornelius, during the time Barty Crouchand his son were detained, Percy handled some matters of the Department of International Magical Cooperationin an orderly manner, preventing chaos from spreading throughout the department—" Professor Flitwick waved his hand.
"But that's unlikely, Professor Flitwick—" Aisen's tone was full of suspicion.
"Aisen, you can call me by my name!" Professor Flitwickinterrupted Aisen.
"Okay, Filius, I mean, Percy was just an assistant before.
His promotion speed like this—" Aisen shrugged.
"It is said that Percy was originally going to be transferred by Cornelius to be his assistant, but Percy did a good job, so he was arranged to be the acting head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation." Professor McGonagall, who was beside him, suddenly interjected.
"Okay, acting head it is, then, Professor McGonagallinvited me over to discuss this?" Aisen tapped on the table with his hand and shook his head.
"No need to be so polite in private, Aisen!" Professor McGonagall said, her expression exceptionally calm.
"Minerva!" Aisen smiled, then looked directly at Professor Snape and Sirius.
After a slight pause in his tone, he dragged out his words and said, "Ah—, and Severus, Sirius!"
Professor Snape's face was taut, originally expressionless, but after his lips trembled a few times, he calmed down.
Professor Snape seemed too lazy to bother with Aisen's posture.
Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall watched this scene with interest, a smile in their eyes.
Sirius, however, was very straightforward, smiling and nodding to Aisen: "Aisen!"
For a moment, the atmosphere seemed a little strange.
However, this atmosphere did not last long, as a graceful woman with striking features walked over.
"A medium Butterbeer, a hot mead, a glass of water, and a scoop of cherry syrup soda—"
"Thank you! Madam Rosmerta." The Professors took their ordered drinks.
"What can I get for you, sir?" Madam Rosmerta said, looking at Aisen, who had just joined them.
"A glass of water, please!" Aisen didn't have much appetite at the moment, but to appear less strange, he just said something casually.
Madam Rosmerta nodded without saying anything, and after a while, she brought a glass of water to Aisen, then turned and left.
Looking at the glass of water in front of him, and then at the glass of water in front of Professor Snape, Aisensuddenly realized that such behavior was a bit foolish.
If he wanted to drink water, couldn't he just use the Water-Making Spell!
Seeing that the Professors all looked normal, Aisencalmly picked up the cup and took a sip of water.
Hmm—, this water is so delicious, clear and sweet!
Ahem, well, I won't make it up, it's just a glass of water!
Then, Aisen turned his gaze to Professor McGonagall.
"Regarding the Triwizard Tournament events, the Ministry of Magic and the three participating schools have finalized them.
The venue for the first event has been chosen as an open space deep within the Forbidden Forest, directly west of Hogwarts Castle." Professor McGonagall looked at Aisen's expression, took a sip of hot mead, and then spoke calmly.
"Percy is in charge of this?" Aisen's eyes narrowed slightly, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.
"Yes, he will bring some Ministry of Magic staff this weekend, and after the venue is confirmed, they will carry out some arrangements and construction work there!" Professor McGonagall nodded.
In that case—Aisen tapped on the table with his hand, then showed a puzzled expression.
After all, it didn't seem necessary to make such a big fuss.
"Percy's handling of this as the acting head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation has surprised everyone, so we need to discuss how to carry out some liaison work this weekend!" Perhaps understanding Aisen's doubts, Professor Flitwickimmediately explained the reason.
So—is it because Percy Weasley's identity change is too fast, and Hogwarts would find it difficult to balance the degree if a Professor were to handle the liaison?
"You invited me here to discuss this too?" Aisen said, then turned his gaze to Professor Flitwick.
"Although we have already decided on the Professorresponsible for this liaison after discussion, we still need to obtain the consent of the person concerned." Professor Flitwick slowly nodded.
"You haven't already decided to put me in charge, have you!" Aisen looked at the smiling faces of the Professors and couldn't help but shiver.
"That's right, although you are also a Professor at Hogwarts, you are still young after all—it should be easier to communicate with Percy.
You need to understand, he is now the acting head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and I don't want to put too much pressure on him when facing him." Professor McGonagall explained seriously.
"Okay, okay, no problem, just leave this to me!" Aisenresisted the urge to roll his eyes and readily agreed to the matter.
However, Aisen had a premonition that the so-called liaison would probably only be a very simple meeting.
After all, many things had already been discussed and agreed upon!
Seeing Aisen's performance, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and the others all smiled.
Chapter 256: The Difficulty of Becoming an Auror
It seemed as if handing things over to Aisen had rid them of a troublesome matter. The atmosphere at the table instantly relaxed.
For a while, the Professors discussed the first Duelling Class since the Duelling Club reopened.
After all, the Triwizard Tournament was about to begin this year. Therefore, the Professors greatly valued the Duelling Class, which could enhance the students' abilities.
It should be known that the champion Hogwarts was to select would also be chosen from among the students.
When discussing the Young Wizards' performance in the Duelling Class, Aisen expressed great regret: "The Shield Charm is indeed a bit difficult for them, but Expelliarmusis not difficult, yet quite a few still haven't mastered it!"
However, Professor Snape had a different opinion on this.
"Actually, those students don't understand the concept of duelling at all, nor do they have the conviction to protect themselves. You know, a considerable part of the Duelling Class content is actually already included in another course."
Aisen was stunned for a moment, and upon careful thought, he realized that Professor Snape was absolutely right. The concept of the Duelling Class was actually reflected in the Defense Against the Dark Arts Class.
It's just that the past Defense Against the Dark ArtsProfessors at Hogwarts have been, well, a mixed bag. Perhaps this was also a result of the School's lax attitude.
In short, the entire Hogwarts School, whether lower-year students or upper-year students, seemed to have little interest in self-defense abilities.
Or rather, they didn't have an urgent desire to become powerful.
All of this could be seen from another point. For example, among the Young Wizards at the School, there were always some minor Charms circulating.
Such as the Leg-Locker Charm, Densaugeo, Slug-Vomiting Charm, and so on; many Young Wizards were very proficient in using these Charms. The reason was their enthusiasm for pranks.
Pranks among themselves could make the Young Wizards feel happy and joyful. But using Charms like Expelliarmusand the Shield Charm didn't have that effect.
"Perhaps we can explain the concept of the Duelling Class to the students of the School." Aisen's face showed a hint of realization.
"This is indeed very necessary; many students want to become an Auror after graduation, but they cannot pass the rigorous Auror training!" Professor Flitwick expressed his opinion.
"Filius is right; to become an Auror, one must undergo three years of training after graduating from the School. Auror training is very difficult, and the training sessions are very intensive. No one has passed Auror training in the past two years." Professor McGonagall echoed.
"If that's the case, then why doesn't the School make some changes?" Aisen pouted, "I mean, there must be some graduates who want to become an Auror; doesn't the School provide any targeted guidance beforehand?"
"But many students can't even pass the first hurdle to becoming an Auror!" Professor Snape's low voice suddenly rang out.
"What?" Aisen looked over in surprise.
"Aurors are employees of the Ministry of Magic, and they are the elite of the elite. They deal with Dark Arts crimes on the front lines year-round, so they must pass five N.E.W.T.s exams, including Defense Against the Dark Arts—oh, now it's Conquering Dark Magic—plus Charms Class, Potion Class, Transfiguration Class, and one other subject. And, the grades for these five subjects must be 'Exceeds Expectations' or higher." Professor Flitwick took over the conversation.
"Oh—that is indeed quite difficult!" Recalling the academic performance of the Young Wizards in various subjects, Aisen couldn't argue.
"Don't worry, this Duelling Class was a great success, and I will share some duelling experience with them!" Professor Flitwick said with a smile.
"I suggest incorporating some Transfigurationapplications in combat into the Duelling Class." Professor McGonagall pushed up her glasses.
"If possible, adding some content from Potion Class and Conquering Dark Magic would also be good!" Professor Snape said, glancing at Black next to him.
"But won't that make the content too complicated for the Young Wizards—" Aisen spread his hands.
They all wanted to mix teaching content into the Duelling Class; let's not create a hodgepodge.
"These course teaching contents, when applied to the Duelling Class, actually won't be too complicated!" Professor Flitwick shook his head, "We only need to teach students the techniques that can be applied in the Duelling Class, and that will be enough."
"If that's the case, then it will be much easier for some students to pass Auror training after graduation!" Blackcouldn't help but applaud.
Subsequently, Aisen conversed with the Professors.
Finally, everyone decided that the Duelling Class would proceed as previously discussed. As for incorporating content from other courses, they unanimously agreed that it was best to gradually add content.
When Aisen returned to the Castle, a faint satisfied smile still hung on his face.
The Professors' dedicated efforts in planning for the Duelling Class meant that Aisen could be a bit lazy. However, before Aisen could do anything else, he remembered the upcoming meeting with Percy.
This matter, however, made Aisen scratch his head endlessly.
Actually, Aisen didn't find anything particularly strange about dealing with Percy, it was just the change in their roles that felt a bit odd.
The next evening, Aisen arrived at the Great Hall for dinner. After the Young Wizards left in twos and threes, Aisen slowly ambled to the Gryffindor Common Roomand saw Harry and Ron sitting by the table.
That's right, since he needed to liaise with Percy about the venue for the first task of the Triwizard Tournament, Aisen would just follow the procedure.
However, to lighten the atmosphere, Aisen felt it necessary to have Ron act as an assistant. Perhaps with Ron's antics, the conversation would be more harmonious.
Hmm—perhaps having the entire Trio as assistants wouldn't be a problem either.
After looking around and noticing quite a few Young Wizards secretly glancing over, Aisen didn't pay them any mind. He walked straight over and sat down beside Harryand Ron.
"Harry, Ron, still busy with homework?" Looking at the two of them writing and drawing on parchment, Aisen, after sitting down and activating his God's Perspective, had already clearly seen their actions.
"Ah, yes, Professor Aisen, Professor Trelawney wants us to predict our fate for the next month!" Seeing ProfessorAisen approach, Ron's face showed a look of dejection.
"How can one clear the mist to see the future? My mind is now filled with the smoke from Professor Trelawney's fireplace!" Harry flipped through the book 'Unfogging the Future,' pushed the parchment filled with symbols and formulas towards Ron, and vigorously patted his head.
"Just as Professor Trelawney said, those without 'the Inner Eye' cannot do these things!" Aisen retracted his gaze and smiled at the two.
"Ah—Professor Aisen is right, then there's nothing we can do." Ron scratched his hair, reached out, and slapped Harry's textbook, "We can only resort to the Divination Class's traditional method."
"You mean—making it up?" Harry asked helplessly.
"Yes!" Ron nodded vigorously, then looked at Aisenbeside him.
"For you two, this method is indeed a wise choice." Aisensaid indifferently. After all, throughout the entire Hogwarts School, there really weren't many students with a talent for Divination.
But precisely, Divination Class was a subject that relied purely on talent. Thus, it was no wonder that some Young Wizards wanted to fabricate some miserable events to earn credits.
Hearing Aisen's words, Ron chuckled and began writing in a sloppy manner: "Monday, I might cough, because Mars and Jupiter are unfortunately in conjunction…"
"Exactly!" Harry shook his head, picked up the parchment and quill with a look of pleasant surprise, "Hmm, Monday, I will encounter—hmm, the danger of being burned by fire!"
"Hmm, Tuesday, I will—" Ron frowned with a troubled expression.
"You'll lose money!" Harry, without looking up from his book, gave Ron a bad idea.
"Good idea, because of Mercury. What about you? You'll be stabbed in the back by someone you thought was a friend, how about that?" Ron quickly wrote it down.
"Ooh, that's cool!" Harry quickly wrote down this prophecy, "Because Venus will move into the twentieth house of the zodiac."
Watching the two of them invent increasingly tragic prophecies back and forth, Black lines appeared on Aisen's forehead.
Chapter 257: Look, S.P.E.W.!
Before Professor Aisen could say anything, Harrysuddenly paused, put down his quill, and looked in Professor Aisen's direction.
"By the way, Professor Aisen, is there something you needed?"
Then, Ron seemed to react as well, and an awkward look appeared on his face as he looked at Professor Aisen.
"You do your homework first, and we'll talk after you're done!" Professor Aisen nodded slightly, glanced at the crystal ball placed on a stand in the corner of the common room, and with a slight thought, wisps of light emerged from it.
A faint ripple swept through every corner of the common room, dispelling the restlessness in the hearts of Harry, Ron, and the Little Wizards, allowing them to calm down and concentrate.
Seeing Harry and Ron begin to focus on fabricating prophecies, Professor Aisen smiled and said nothing. However, when he looked towards the other side, he found that the Weasley Twins, Fred and George, were engrossed in something.
They huddled in a corner, looking surprisingly quiet. You should know that these two always loved excitement. They were either researching some prank items themselves or enjoying playing pranks on others.
Therefore, seeing the quiet Weasley Twins was quite unexpected. The two whispered to each other, and occasionally, George would say something to Fred, then scribble on the parchment with his quill.
Time passed little by little, and when Fred and Georgerolled up their parchment and waved towards ProfessorAisen saying goodnight, Harry and Ron also stopped all their movements.
"Finished?" Seeing Harry and Ron's posture, ProfessorAisen said softly.
"Yes, we finally got it done!" After putting down their parchment and quills, the two stretched and relaxed expressions appeared on their faces.
Professor Aisen waved his hand, and Ron's parchment appeared in Professor Aisen's hand. Looking at the unlucky events on the parchment, a feeling of wanting to laugh surfaced in his heart.
"You've had a really miserable month!" Professor Aisenglanced at Ron, who was yawning, without batting an eye.
"That's right, these are all 'warnings', I have to be careful." Ron's face showed an embarrassed look.
"You need to change this, it says you'll drown twice this month?" Professor Aisen handed the parchment back to Ron.
"Really?" Ron shivered and quickly looked at it, "Hmm, I guess I'll have to change it to being run over by a Hippogriff once."
Picking up Harry's parchment and glancing at it, Professor Aisen immediately exclaimed, "Good heavens."
The prophecies Harry had fabricated were no less tragic than Ron's, for example, the last prophecy described how he was beheaded.
Creak—
The portrait hole opened, and Hermione came in from outside, holding a roll of parchment and a box. Something inside the box was rattling.
"Hello, Professor Aisen, are you here too?" A look of pleasant surprise appeared on Hermione's face.
"Where did you go so late?" Professor Aisen returned the parchment to Harry and smiled as he asked Hermione.
"To the Library, I've finished my work!" She walked directly to Professor Aisen, sat down, and placed the items she was holding on the table. Then, looking at Professor Aisen, a strange expression appeared on Hermione's face.
"What's in the box?" After folding up the parchment, Harry curiously pointed at the box Hermione had placed on the table.
Professor Aisen looked at the box, which was about the size of a palm, and didn't see anything special about it.
Hermione generously opened the lid of the box and revealed the contents inside, showing them to the others.
Seeing the contents at a glance, a look of mild speechlessness appeared on Professor Aisen's face. Inside the box were about fifty badges of various colors, each printed with the same letters "S.P.E.W.".
This—isn't this that thing? Hermione has been running to the Library lately, besides looking for Alchemy books, she's probably been working on this!
Taking a badge out of the box and carefully feeling the patterns on it, Professor Aisen noticed some traces of Alchemy. Not bad, Hermione's progress in Alchemy was indeed rapid.
"'Spew'? What does that mean?" Harry flipped through the letters on the badge and couldn't help but ask.
Hearing Harry ask this, the corner of Professor Aisen's mouth twitched involuntarily.
To be honest, the abbreviation of this name is really strange!
"It's not 'Spew'!" Hermione looked at Harry with some impatience, "It's S-P-E-W, which stands for the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare."
"What is this?" Ron took a badge from the box and looked at it, "Never heard of it!"
"Of course you haven't heard of it." Hermione moved the box in front of her and said straightforwardly, "I just started it!"
"You started it?" Harry looked at Hermione in surprise, "How many members do you have?"
"Hmm—if you join too—then there will be four!" Hermione said, glancing at the slightly smiling ProfessorAisen, her cheeks turning slightly red.
Ah, is Hermione still going to worry about the House-elfs like in the original story? Well, let her do whatever she wants, Professor Aisen doesn't take it to heart anyway.
"Hmm—, Hermione, although I'd be happy to join the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare that you founded." Professor Aisen said with a slightly helpless tone, "But as a Professor, I can't wear this badge walking around the school."
"Yes, yes, if Professor Aisen wore the badge walking around the school, everyone would see 'Spew' written on it and laugh at Professor Aisen!" Ron quickly echoed.
"It's S-P-E-W, not 'Spew'." Hermione looked at Ron with an annoyed expression, but when she looked at ProfessorAisen, her face showed a hint of sweetness, "However, Professor Aisen also makes a lot of sense."
"Here, I'll keep this badge, and after joining, I can provide some financial support." Professor Aisen directly put away a badge and handed ten Galleons to Hermione.
"Thank you so much, Professor Aisen." After receiving the Galleons, Hermione looked at Professor Aisen with eyes that seemed to be dripping with water.
Professor Aisen smiled and looked at Hermione's demeanor, saying nothing to spoil the mood.
As for the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare that Hermione founded, Professor Aisen didn't think Hermione could achieve her goal. She wanted to liberate the House-elfs, but this was clearly an unlikely thing.
After all, the House-elf race was a race that was completely conquered during the Witch war a long time ago. After generations of cultivation, or rather, brainwashing, their nature had long since changed.
From a normal person's perspective, it's hard to believe that a race would willingly be slaves to another race, willingly undertake all the master's chores, willingly regard the master's commands as the highest honor, and so on.
But the House-elfs had become completely accustomed to it.
Just like Sirius Black's House-elfs, their highest honor was actually being able to hang their heads on the wall of their master's house after death.
After Hermione put away the Galleons, she picked up the parchment next to the box and waved it towards Harryand Ron.
"I've been studying this issue in depth in the Library, and I found that the House-elfs' enslaved status can be traced back several centuries." Hermione unfolded the parchment and showed her findings to Harry and Ron, "I can't believe that no one has ever taken action on this."
Harry and Ron were stunned, especially after seeing Professor Aisen join the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare founded by Hermione, they didn't know whether they should refute her.
"But—they like being other people's slaves!" Ron couldn't help but say softly.
Hermione ignored what Ron said and clearly articulated the organization's short-term and long-term goals. From ensuring House-elfs receive reasonable wages and good working conditions, to changing laws to allow House-elfs to use wands, and so on.
Harry and Ron looked at Hermione talking eloquently, bewildered. When they asked how to achieve all this, Hermione believed the first thing to do was to recruit members.
In front of Professor Aisen, Hermione solemnly stated that the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare was an organization with a bright future, and the membership fee was only two Sickles. Getting a badge meant you were one of them.
Regarding the membership fee, Hermione firmly stated that it was for printing leaflets and would absolutely not be embezzled by her personally. Finally, Hermioneannounced that Professor Aisen would be the organization's honorary president, Ron would be the organization's logistics manager, and Harry would be the secretary responsible for recording documents.
Chapter 258: Temporary Assistants Go Online
After the meeting concluded, Hermione beamed happily at Aisen, Harry, and Ron. Aisen didn't seem bothered, but Harry and Ron remained silent for a long time.
Ron looked conflicted, wanting to say something, but after glancing at Aisen beside him, he didn't open his mouth.
Harry looked at Hermione's joyful expression, wanting to retort, but didn't know what to say. Just seeing Ron's face, however, he couldn't help but feel an urge to laugh.
"Ah—right, Professor Aisen, what was it you wanted to talk to us about just now?" Ron broke the silence, directly changing the subject and bringing it up again.
"Right, right, Professor must have something important to tell us, coming so late!" Harry nodded in agreement, in a flustered manner.
"Oh, what is it?" Hermione closed the box and looked at Aisen curiously.
"Well, you all know about the Triwizard Tournament, right?" Aisen smiled and then brought up the competition.
"Of course we know. The school even stopped Quidditchmatches to host the Triwizard Tournament!" Harry said, unable to resist rolling his eyes.
"Is there something wrong with the Triwizard Tournament? Are they not restricting the age anymore?" Ron asked, looking excited.
"Of course not!" Aisen waved his hand and then slowly began to speak, "Yesterday, I had a small gathering with a few Professors at the school, and I learned from them that the location for the first task of the Triwizard Tournament has been decided. It's in a clearing deep within the Forbidden Forest."
"Uh, and then what?" Harry looked confused. "That has nothing to do with us, anyway, we can't participate in the Triwizard Tournament!"
"The Ministry of Magic's Department of International Magical Cooperation will send people to liaise with the school staff and set up the site there!" Aisen said calmly, and before Ron could open his mouth to say anything, he dropped a big piece of news, "The person coming from the Department of International Magical Cooperation is Percy."
"Percy!" Ron couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "He used to be Barty Crouch's assistant, hasn't he been transferred to the Ministry of Magic to clean toilets?"
Upon hearing Ron's remark, black lines appeared on Aisen's forehead!
Seeing the surprised looks on Harry and Hermione's faces, Aisen slowly spoke, "Minister Fudge originally wanted to transfer Percy to be his assistant, but seeing that he was quite capable in handling matters after Barty Crouch was imprisoned, he appointed him as the acting head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation."
"Acting Head!" Ron and Harry said in unison, their expressions of surprise becoming even more apparent.
Hermione, standing by, showed a look of surprise on her face, her eyes flickering with a strange light, as if considering whether to recruit Percy into her organization.
"Is Fudge crazy? He actually made Percy the acting head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation!" Ron, having recovered, couldn't help but complain again.
Good heavens, Ron's reaction was too real.
"Professor Aisen, are you saying that Percy is the acting head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and then he's coming with Ministry of Magicstaff—" Hermione looked at Aisen, a suspicious look on her face.
"Yes, the school decided to let me liaise with Percy to discuss the setup of the first task site for the Triwizard Tournament." Aisen shrugged his shoulders and then directly stated his purpose, "The discussion will be on Saturday morning. I'd like to ask the three of you to be my temporary assistants!"
"Temporary assistants?" Ron and Harry looked interested upon hearing Aisen's proposal.
"But, what do we need to do?" Hermione's face first showed happiness, then a look of conflict.
"Well—you'll need to bring paper and pens, you might need to record some things!" Aisen pondered for a moment, then said casually.
To be honest, bringing temporary assistants to talk with Percy wasn't a big deal. Perhaps, some logistical items needed to be recorded.
In Aisen's view, after Percy arrived, they would confirm the site, list out all the details, and then they could start setting up the site.
As for Aisen, he would just hand the recorded list to Professor McGonagall afterwards.
"But we have classes that day!" Hermione blinked, raising a question that couldn't be ignored.
"I will speak to Professor McGonagall about that, and you can act as my assistants then." Aisen said calmly.
"No problem!" Harry and Ron exchanged glances, then said in unison.
"That will be a fantastic experience!" Aisen looked at Hermione and saw her nod vigorously at him.
"Alright, it's getting late, you should go to bed early!" Aisen nodded in satisfaction, rubbed Hermione's head, and then said to the three of them.
"Good night! Professor Aisen!"
"See you tomorrow!"
...
After leaving the common room, Aisen went to see Professor McGonagall. It wasn't anything major, just mentioning that the Trio would be acting as his assistants on the weekend.
After briefly understanding Aisen's idea, Professor McGonagall agreed.
Early the next morning, right after eating breakfast, Aisentook Harry, Ron, and Hermione and set off.
The sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting down upon the Castle, spreading across the grass outside the main entrance steps, reflecting tiny, sparkling points of light – the dew that had condensed during the night had not yet dispersed.
"Hasn't Percy arrived yet?" Ron, sitting on the steps, said in an impatient tone.
"Perhaps he's been delayed by something!" Leaning against one side of the main door, Aisen crossed his arms, looking indifferent.
The preparations for the Triwizard Tournament had actually already been planned out in advance. All Aisenhad to do now was follow the process.
Ignoring the Trio's expressions, Aisen began to think about his own matters.
In recent days, through his research and dissection of spells like the Freezing Spell and Petrificus Totalus, Aisen had gained a hint of insight into creating the Nameless Sleep Spell.
He believed he should be able to perfect this Charmwithin a year.
In truth, if it were just a rough development of a Charmthat could put a body into hibernation, Aisen wouldn't need to go through so much trouble. He could probably research it in one or two months.
But the Charm Aisen was developing and perfecting was intended for himself, and there could be no mistakes. Therefore, he had to be cautious and consider every detail.
In addition, he usually had to practice Charms, research other problems, and so on, which slowed down the time it took to perfect the Charm.
Of course, the most important point was that Aisen now had plenty of time, so there was no need to research magic as if racing against the clock.
In other words, Aisen had enough confidence in his own strength, so he planned to advance his plan at his own pace.
"They're here, Professor Aisen!" The Trio stood up. Hermione pointed at a few figures in the distance, then called out to Aisen, interrupting his wandering thoughts.
"Let's go!" Aisen, having snapped back to attention, glanced in the direction Hermione pointed, then instructed the Trio and began walking towards them.
The three exchanged glances, said nothing, and obediently followed Aisen's steps.
"I'll say you're my assistants later, don't forget that!" Aisen glanced at the Trio, seeing that they didn't seem ready, and quickly reminded them.
"Oh, okay, Professor Aisen!" The three of them quickly pulled out parchment and quills, holding them in their hands, looking ready to record things.
Looking at the Trio's stance, the corner of Aisen's mouth curved slightly.
"Why is that woman here too?" Just as the two groups were about to meet, Ron stared at a woman beside Percyand couldn't help but mutter.
"This is a bit bad! She's definitely going to make things up!" Hermione also couldn't help but say.
Following Percy, besides a Ministry of Magic employee, was a woman wearing jeweled spectacles and clutching a long, brightly green Quick-Quotes Quill in her hand. Beside her was a cameraman holding a camera.
Uh, clearly, Percy didn't just come by himself; he also brought the woman who liked to make things up, Rita Skeeter.
However, there doesn't seem to be any major news here for Rita to break. Or is she trying to fabricate non-existent content to boost newspaper sales?
Chapter 259: Venue Construction (Please subscribe, please subscribe fully!)
"Hi, Percy, welcome to Hogwarts!" Although he felt strange inside, Aisen didn't pay too much attention to it. He walked straight up and greeted Percy.
"Hello, Professor Aisen, you are—" Percy's face was straight, his excitement hard to conceal, but he still tried very hard to put on a serious expression.
However, when he saw Aisen and the Trio, Percy couldn't help but show a puzzled expression.
"That's right, I am responsible for the matters concerning the venue for the first task of the Triwizard Tournamentand liaising with the Ministry of Magic!" Aisen said lightly, "Also, congratulations on becoming the Acting Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation!"
"You are too kind, Professor Aisen!" Percy said, a smile appearing on his face. It seemed that Percy was quite pleased with Aisen's congratulations.
"They are acting as my temporary assistants, let's go, let's go look at the venue!" Aisen smiled slightly, pointed at the Trio, and then gestured towards the other side with his hand.
"Wow, hello, Professor Aisen, may I ask, is it because you know you can't finish these jobs yourself that you're letting three students be your temporary assistants?" Hearing Aisen's words, Rita Skeeter seemed to have heard some news, her hands holding the parchment and quill trembling.
Aisen's mouth twitched, and he remained silent, not bothering to respond to her. Instead, he was the first to walk towards the already selected venue.
Passing through the corridor, walking across the lawn, by the Black Lake, past Hagrid's hut to the back of the pumpkin patch, and continuing into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.
Perhaps because she didn't get a response from Aisen, Rita Skeeter didn't continue to pester him for a while.
Aisen walked side by side with Percy in the front, followed by the others. After about fifteen minutes, they arrived at an area where the trees and bushes became sparse.
This was the habitat of Thestrals. Aisen heard the sound of hooves and also saw a strange-looking head poke out from the bushes before quickly disappearing.
Speaking of which, Thestrals made Aisen feel very puzzled. Because in this world, it is said that only those who have personally witnessed death can see Thestrals.
Aisen wasn't surprised that there were such strange magical creatures in the Wizarding World. But what he found strange was that the condition of personally witnessing death was inherently very imprecise.
Because it didn't specify whether a person witnessed the death of a human or the death of other creatures. From the original work, it seems that only witnessing human death allows one to see Thestrals.
But the problem is, is the concept of death limited only to humans? Or rather, is the death of other creatures not death?
With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Aisen finally gave up on thinking further.
Continuing to walk forward, the group entered a dense, lush, and overgrown forest where light could not penetrate.
After walking through the forest for ten minutes, Aisen's eyes suddenly lit up, and his field of vision instantly widened.
This was an open space. The open space was not flat, but rather undulating, which didn't seem suitable as a venue. But Aisen already knew what the first task of the Triwizard Tournament was. Therefore, he wasn't surprised that the school and the Ministry of Magic had chosen this place as the competition venue.
"This is the venue for the first task that the three schools and the Ministry of Magic have confirmed." Standing at the edge of the venue, after stopping, Aisen said to Percybeside him, "The area around here can be used to build temporary stands, I think that should be fine."
"Yes, no problem!" Percy took out a piece of parchment, drew and wrote on it, nodding while looking at the empty venue below, and then showed the parchment to Aisen, "So, Professor Aisen, I will notify some staff to come here to set up the venue?"
"Of course, this arrangement is very reasonable." Aisenglanced over the parchment and saw that it was the venue construction design plan, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "I have to say, Percy, you've done well, no wonder Fudge appointed you as the Acting Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation!"
"Thank you, Professor Aisen!" Hearing Aisen's words of praise, the look of satisfaction on Percy's face became particularly strong.
Then, Percy gave orders to a male Witch beside him, and they began to notify the Ministry of Magic to send staff over.
After gesturing to the Trio beside him, Aisen stood on a raised rock nearby, waiting quietly.
"Hey, Percy, did you really become the Acting Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation?" Roncouldn't help but ask. Although Ron had always known that Percy was obsessed with power, he still found it hard to believe that he had truly risen so quickly.
"This was personally appointed by Minister Fudge!" Percyfrowned as he looked at Ron, and then said expressionlessly. He seemed very dissatisfied with Ron's questioning.
"Yes, Barty Crouch was caught, I really don't understand why he would heavily rely on you!" Ron looked at Harry, and then said in a low voice.
"Ron, since you are acting as Professor Aisen's temporary assistant, you should pay attention to your words and actions and not tarnish the Professor's reputation! Understand?" Percy's face was pale, and he roared at Ron.
"Percy, may I ask if we need to record anything?" Hermione interrupted Ron's attempt to say something, stood in front of the two, and took out her parchment and quill.
Percy took a deep look at Hermione, calmed down, took out his wand, tapped the parchment in his hand, and then copied the designed venue layout plan onto Hermione's parchment.
"After the staff arrive, some venue arrangements may need to be adjusted according to the terrain." Percynodded towards Hermione.
Half an hour later, the Ministry of Magic staff arrived at the venue one after another. Then, after Percy and Aisenexchanged some more opinions, he directed the staff to start working.
If people from the Muggle World were to build a venue, they would definitely need all sorts of tools, such as excavators, cranes, etc., and it might take many days to build the venue. But in the Wizarding World, with the existence of magic, building a venue becomes much simpler. Whether it's venue layout or stand construction, a single spell can solve everything.
Several staff members waved their wands and chanted spells, and logs flew out from the Forbidden Forest. Some automatically peeled and transformed into planks.
The logs were stacked up from the venue, and then supported the planks to build a simple walkway. Following the undulating terrain, a temporary stand was built around the area.
After the stand was built, it was reinforced by the staff using a Strengthening Charm.
When all the actions stopped, a circular stand had been built on the entire venue. As the stand extended towards Aisen and Percy, some logs twisted and transformed into steps that descended and finally sank into the soil.
"Professor Aisen, what do you think about arranging the higher-ups of the Ministry of Magic and the three schools over there?" Percy came in front of Aisen and said, circling a spot on the parchment.
Aisen glanced at it, and then his gaze fell on the west side of the stand. It was a relatively flat area that was higher than other places.
"That place is very suitable, the view is wide enough for them to see the whole field, it's very good!" Aisennodded, agreeing with Percy's suggestion.
Hermione, who was beside Aisen, also drew a circle on the west side of the stand on her parchment to mark it.
"So, Professor Aisen, if there are no problems, I'll head back to the Ministry." Percy folded the parchment and looked at Aisen.
"No problem, the venue has been arranged very well." Aisen shook his head.
When he turned to look at the other side, black lines couldn't help but appear on Aisen's forehead.
He saw Rita blocking Harry and Ron, holding a notebook in one hand, asking something, her Quick-Quotes Quill spinning wildly, seemingly recording something.
Ron and Harry looked impatient, but they couldn't escape Rita's grip.
Percy left, and Rita and the other Ministry of Magic staff also left.
"Harry, Ron, did you say anything to Rita?" Seeing their depressed expressions, Aisen asked with interest.
"She's a hateful woman, she only asks disgusting questions!" Ron said with disgust.
"She asked if we were acting as the Professor's assistants because we wanted to sign up for the Triwizard Tournament." Harry also looked depressed.
"Looking at her, it's as if she's convinced that we're acting as the Professor's assistants to get in through the back door!" Ron put his arm around Harry's shoulder and curled his lip in disdain.
Chapter 260: Ripples (Seeking subscriptions, seeking full subscriptions!)
Looking up at the sky, the sun shone directly down, and it was already nearing noon.
Aisen couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the parchment in Hermione's hand, covered with drawings, and then at Harry and Ron's still-folded parchments.
Having these two as his assistants seemed to mean they had the entire morning off.
"Let's go!" Aisen waved to the Trio and then walked towards Hogwarts Castle.
Ducking into the bushes and walking through the lush forest, Aisen and the Trio headed back the way they came.
Although Aisen could instantly Apparate back to the Castle, he wasn't in a hurry at the moment, so there was no need to fuss about walking back slowly.
After exiting the Forbidden Forest, Aisen saw Hagrid's hut. After crossing the grass and climbing the steps, the group entered Hogwarts Castle.
"Hermione, remember to give what you recorded to Professor McGonagall, understand?" Aisen instructed Hermione before parting ways with the Trio.
Seeing Hermione's confused expression, Aisen pointed to the parchment in her hand.
"Understood, Professor Aisen!" Her obedient attitude made him particularly satisfied.
...
For the time being, nothing much happened at Hogwarts.
After eight o'clock on Monday evening, Aisen's dueling class began again. As usual, the Young Wizards were required to practice Expelliarmus and Shield Charm.
Perhaps because the Professors had discussed dueling class during their last small gathering at The Three Broomsticks Bar, Professor Snape and Professor Flitwickwould instill some dueling philosophies when teaching the Young Wizards.
At Professor McGonagall's request, the Professors, including Aisen, incorporated some Transfigurationapplications into their duels. For example, using Transfiguration to conjure swords, shields, and armor.
Although these were just simple applications of Transfiguration, for the Professors, the dueling methods they demonstrated became much more complex. Undoubtedly, this greatly increased complexity in dueling astonished many Young Wizards.
Of course, what greatly pleased Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore, and others was the rapid increase in the number of students who had mastered Expelliarmus and Shield Charm.
And some excellent sixth and seventh-year students saw their strength grow even faster.
During this period, an interlude occurred at Hogwarts. Rita Skeeter wrote nonsense in The Daily Prophet, fabricating a story that Savior Harry Potter, in a cunning move to enter the Triwizard Tournament, had become a Professor's assistant.
Those who knew the truth generally just laughed it off. Those who didn't know the truth also doubted the report because many people were already aware of the age limit for the Triwizard Tournament.
Of course, for Aisen, some things that happened between him and the Trio still made him feel a bit helpless. That is, the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare founded by Hermione would hold meetings every now and then.
Although Aisen could participate in the meetings as a spectator, after a while, he still couldn't help but feel a bit speechless. Fortunately, Aisen could see Harry and Ron's embarrassing moments at the meetings, which helped him pass some boring time.
For a while afterward, Aisen spent his leisure time in the Library.
In addition to filling his Dream World with books, Aisenprimarily focused on ancient books recorded in Ancient Runes.
It must be said that the knowledge Aisen gained from Nicolas Flamel's "Book of Hieroglyphs" was profound enough. Interpreting Ancient Runes in conjunction with the book's content made him feel as if he were swimming in an ancient sea of magic.
However, Aisen still felt it was a pity that he hadn't obtained the contents of the book of abraham from Nicolas Flamel.
In a flash, a week had passed.
That evening, when Aisen left the Library, he found Hermione still sitting quietly at a reading table.
Aisen was particularly surprised to see Hermioneworking so diligently.
"It's so late, aren't you sleeping yet?" Aisen sat down directly beside Hermione and then realized that Hermionewasn't looking up material related to her coursework, but rather content related to Alchemy.
"Professor Aisen?" Hermione turned a page of her book, glanced at Aisen, her pretty face flushed, and nodded, "I'm about to go back to sleep, I'll just read a little longer!"
"Still studying Alchemy?" Seeing Hermione's actions, Aisen suddenly understood, "You've made progress on making the Double-sided Mirror, haven't you!"
"Yes, I feel like I'm almost there!" Hermione nodded.
"Hmm—, your birthday is in a couple of days, isn't it!" Remembering what he had said during their last conversation in the Library, Aisen's heart stirred, and he asked with a smile.
"Ah—, yes, Professor!" Hermione pulled back her wrist, which wore a silver bracelet, glanced at Aisen, and then her eyes darted away in a panic.
"Here, Dumbledore gave this to me before, and I don't need it anymore." Aisen opened his hand, and a copy of "Alchemy Insights" that Dumbledore had given him previously appeared in his hand. "I've made some annotations in it. I thought I'd give it to you as a birthday present!"
"This—thank you, Professor, I love it!" Hermione said delightedly after receiving the gift.
"Alright, it's very late now, remember to go to bed early!" Aisen smiled and nodded as he watched Hermioneaccept his gift.
"Understood, Professor Aisen!" Hermione smiled and waved at Aisen.
...
Time progressed steadily, and the Young Wizards of Hogwarts became busy once again.
Especially the Trio; even before they could experience the lively atmosphere of the Triwizard Tournament, they were nearly suffocated by the heavy homework.
There was no other way; the fourth-year homework was indeed significantly more for the Trio than in previous years. Only Hermione had a higher capacity for pressure, having experienced this before, allowing her to complete the homework with ease.
Harry and Ron had both complained to Aisen during their free time about the excessive homework. To this, Hermione uncharacteristically agreed with their opinions.
Aisen had anticipated this. After all, they would be entering their fifth year in another year. At that time, they would have to prepare for the O.W.Ls.
Therefore, fourth-year students already had to start adapting to the upcoming high-intensity study pressure.
Of course, because the pressure was significant enough, students also progressed relatively quickly.
Like Hermione, she made rapid progress in Transfiguration, being the only fourth-year student who could satisfy Professor McGonagall. However, in Divination Class, Harry and Ron received the highest scores.
Uh, this only means that the prophecies they fabricated were sufficiently miserable.
"Professor Snape must be mad, I swear it's true!" Dean Thomas couldn't help but explode in anger when Potion Class was mentioned.
"Maybe so, Thomas, but he probably won't poison you!" Ron said with a pout, a look of utter despair in his eyes.
"It's all up to Harry and Hermione; they'll definitely be able to brew an antidote, so we won't have to worry about Snape poisoning one of us before Christmas." Seamus Finnigan, on the other hand, looked relaxed.
The students were so tormented by pressure that they even forgot about the upcoming Triwizard Tournament.
Of course, for the tormented Young Wizards, the dueling class every Monday evening offered them a breather. Perhaps due to the extreme suppression, all the Young Wizards exhibited unprecedented high spirits in dueling class.
This led to rapid progress among the Young Wizards.
After four dueling classes, almost all the Young Wizards had mastered Expelliarmus. Although some weren't proficient, they could successfully cast it.
As for Shield Charm, most of the upper-year students could successfully cast it, with the exception of the lower-year students.
As October began, a piece of news caused a great stir in the school.
At the beginning of the month, Lucius Malfoy, Barty Crouch, and his son, among others, were tried at the Ministry of Magic. These "Death Eaters" who had caused trouble at the Quidditch World Cup were swiftly imprisoned in Azkaban after being judged by Fudge.
The Daily Prophet reported the related news on its front page. When the news reached Hogwarts, this almost forgotten incident spread throughout the campus once again.
Although Malfoy had been much more low-key during this period, as Slytherin's natural arch-rival, many Young Wizards in Gryffindor still mocked Malfoy.
Aisen wasn't sure if it was because Lucius had been imprisoned in Azkaban, but he felt that without Malfoyand others instigating trouble, the entire Slytherin house seemed to "shrink" significantly when facing students from other houses.