I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Outside the classroom, Dumbledore's expression did not fluctuate, but he moved his neck.

Professor McGonagall's eyes were a little weird, but then they became firm again.

"Although it's not appropriate to present such a cruel picture to the younger students, Sean did it right..." Professor McGonagall said softly, "and I said, let him do it his own way, I won't disturb…"

Her words seemed to be explaining to Sean, but also to herself.

Dumbledore turned his head to look at her and said with a smile, "Minerva, do you think Sean's teaching method is different from what you originally imagined?"

Professor McGonagall hesitated for a while and nodded: "It's not quite what I expected, but it seems that he teaches very well."

"I think it's very good, Minerva. Like you taught all your students in the first place, reverence for Transfiguration. Clearly Sean has taken that to heart and taught others This sentence was taught perfectly. Minerva, I understand what you think, but you must also admit that although you are very majestic in the school and everyone loves you, the sentence [Awe of Transfiguration] It always takes a lot of understanding and experience to fully understand its meaning.”

Dumbledore turned his head to look at the classroom. Inside, Sean didn't seem to care what kind of cruel and terrifying picture he had just released.

"Sean is a good boy, otherwise he wouldn't be so popular..." Dumbledore said softly, "However, you should be thinking of the picture of Sean entertaining and teaching?"

Professor McGonagall sighed softly, then nodded.

"Actually he can do that too, he's very smart... but, in this tense situation, he chooses a rougher but more memorable way. I bet even the one who comes Mr. De, I will not dare to treat Transfiguration with a casual attitude in the future, and this is good for the freshmen."

"Albus, I know what you mean, and I also understand what Sean means. Likewise, I can accept it..." Professor McGonagall said.

"Never mind, Minerva," Dumbledore laughed, "I've never questioned your wisdom and logic, I'm just worried that you'll have grudges, after all, you represented the [rules] at Hogwarts. the word."

Professor McGonagall returned to his former stern appearance: "The rules are very important, very important, but you are a real idiot if you don't understand flexibility - but, Albus, in the picture Sean showed just now, the transformation failure appeared. What kind of magical animal is it? According to the mutation process, it is indeed an example of a failed transformation, but I don't seem to have seen it."

Dumbledore spread his hands: "I haven't seen it either."

"Then who is he?"

"Shaun's Illusion Charm has always been excellent, excellent."

There was a hint of amazement in Professor McGonagall's eyes.

"Okay, it seems that our new teaching assistant has nothing to worry about, and I think the students who come out under him should be very vigilant... Minerva, are you still not going to that class?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

Professor McGonagall was shocked: "God, it's been too long, I have to go back quickly, I can't let them study by themselves..."

Looking at Professor McGonagall who left in a hurry, Dumbledore turned to take one last look at the smiling but majestic Sean in the classroom.

"Really..." After a low sigh, Dumbledore walked away slowly.

In the classroom, with Sean's explanation and demonstration, the students no longer dared to be careless.

All students now hold their wands tightly and are careful not to let the tip of their wand touch the mouse.

Sean roamed the aisles, occasionally pointing out where the students had made mistakes.

"Sir, you're staring too hard at the ground. It's a good thing to focus on the deformed object, but too much concentration will cause the deformed image in your mind to be unclear. Pay attention to the balance between the two."

"Miss, your attention is too distracting... Take it easy, the picture just now is the most serious deformation accident, this is just a warning, as long as you follow the steps carefully, even if it is unsuccessful, you will There will be no problems, I can assure you."

"Very good, nice transformation, although the mouse tail is still there, but at least it's a good start. I have a little trick - come on, put on this mouse without a tail. Come back to it when you are familiar with the transformation process. I'll go back to the original rat... oh, don't worry about it causing you to have a weak foundation, it's going to cost you a little more practice time at most."

"All the classmates who didn't change the mouse tail can come to me to change it."

…

In the classroom, the mood of the students is ups and downs.

At first, when they saw Sean, a well-known and kind senior, there was still a hint of joy and relaxation in their hearts. But after that terrifying picture, they didn't even dare to breathe.

And now, they found out that this senior Wallup, oh no, is now a Wallup assistant. When teaching them, I can always be keen to catch all my shortcomings, and give correct guidance in a timely manner.

The worried and tense emotions gradually eased, especially after Sean still seriously instructed Laide who had talked back to him before, the students began to admire him again.

There is strength, means, and pattern, and there is no grudge at all.

Soon, the students entered into whole-hearted learning.

…

"Okay, that's it for today's class." Sean sorted things out next to the podium, "Mr. Swayne Hill, Miss Lavie Press... and Mr. Bram Ryder, Well done, five points for their respective academies."

In the classroom, the named Bram Ryder and Lavie Preth raised their heads slightly, and the thorn-headed Bram Ryder moved his **** in his seat with some embarrassment.

"And these classmates, remember to strengthen the training I told you after you go back... These few, focus on portraying the image in the brain..."

Sean also reported the names of many people, and mentioned the matters that they should pay attention to and strengthen.

When all was said and done, he waved his wand.

The Beginner Transfiguration Guide on everyone's desk floated up.

Sean walked over briskly.

He pointed to the first man's textbook, waved it at will, and the book turned into a lively rabbit.

He walked over to the second person and repeated the action.

Rabbits, hedgehogs, roosters, and more, everyone's Beginner Transforming Guide has become a little animal.

After deforming everyone, Sean walked back to the classroom and casually leaned on the podium.

Under the stage, the students looked at him with bewildered expressions, wondering what the new teaching assistant was going to do.

"Remember what I said? A successful transformation magic involves transformation and restoration. This is the homework I left for you."

He smiled arrogantly: "Try to restore my deformed animal to your textbook, oh, say it in advance. This is not the same as your restoration, the difficulty may be slightly higher, so - the successful person I can get a small personal reward for my class, what is the reward? Let's keep it a secret for now."

With that said, Sean turned around and walked towards the door of the classroom.

"get out of class — oh, by the way," he stopped and looked at everyone, "one more point?"

Sean pointed to the little animal in their hands.

The students looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

The only one hesitantly raised his hand.

"Oh, Mr. Ryder, please." Sean laughed.

Bram Ryder rose from his seat slowly, awkwardly, but loudly.

"When entering and restoring, don't poke with the wand... don't touch the animal directly with the wand."

After speaking, his face flushed, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Sean applauded: "The answer is correct, Mr. Laide, it seems that you remember it very well. Come on, you can look forward to the reward, and the get out of class is over!"

…

During lunch time, the other grades were looking at those first graders, oh no, sophomores.

At this time, generally speaking, everyone came to the auditorium for dinner with the textbooks of the morning class, but the group of second graders each held a small animal, such as a rabbit, a rooster, a hedgehog, etc.

Not only that, but the group of students also competed with the little animal one by one. They stared at the animal, held wands, chanted words, and even just took two bites of lunch.

It didn't take long for word to spread that Shawn was a Transfiguration assistant teaching sophomores about Transfiguration.

And Sean's crude but extremely effective teaching philosophy began to spread.

"Wow, man, I have to say, you're too brave. You know, there are regulations in the Ministry of Magic's education law that young students should not be exposed to all kinds of **** magical accidents prematurely, for their physical and mental health. - You just made a screen playback?"

George and Fred, holding sausages with their forks, toasted, joking with Sean as they chewed.

Sean took a steady sip of the pumpkin juice. "The Ministry of Magic probably doesn't care about me - and it works, doesn't it?"

Fred laughed and bumped his shoulder: "As expected of you, our little magic prince~ By the way, I heard that it was your homework, and there are rewards for those who can restore it successfully? What rewards? Those freshmen It's almost insane."

"Actually—" Sean wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin after eating the last steak, "I haven't thought about it yet, but I thought I'd leave them an interesting homework, but they seem to like it. ?"

"More than just liking—" Daisy on the side pressed her face on the table, sipping the sweet drink with a long curved straw, her cheeks swollen, "Hey, do you know that little girl?"

Sean followed her hand and looked over. It was a fat little black-haired girl who was staring at the turtle in front of her. Her face was a little red because of her secret effort.

"Lucy Culler? A pretty serious little girl."

Daisy nodded lazily, and took another gulp of her drink: "Her parents are colleagues of my dad and Uncle Blake, and her grandfather is rich, so she should be the kind of lady—even she has worked so hard. , Professor Wallup, I'm curious what your course looks like."

Sean shrugged: "It's nothing surprising, it's more straightforward."

"The freshmen knew at a glance that they were going to worship you to death—ah, the drink is so delicious." Daisy rubbed her face on the table with satisfaction.

"The table hasn't been cleaned yet, don't you think it's dirty?" Hermione pulled Daisy up angrily and said to Sean, "Then you won't be taking Transfiguration classes with us in the future?"

Sean nodded: "It should be like this."

"It's almost the same. After all, your class is equivalent to reviewing."

Several people were talking when suddenly a group of wizards in suits and ties came over from the hall.

Sean frowned. This dress, from the Ministry of Magic?

How dare anyone from the Ministry of Magic come to Hogwarts? The entire family of the senior investigators sent in at first died, and Umbridge was sent to Azkaban. In the last Hogsmeade attack, the **** team had fornicated with the dark wizard, and the Aurors did not fulfill their duties. The professors at Hogwarts were very dissatisfied. They heard that Dumbledore was still there. A trip to the Ministry of Magic.

Coupled with the election of Grindelwald, the British Ministry of Magic did not express its support, and the situation in the wizarding world was also very tense.

In this case, aside from the necessary practice, the British Ministry of Magic has effectively lost most of its leadership over Hogwarts.

Wouldn't the Ministry of Magic dare to send another high-ranking investigator over here?

If so, Sean wouldn't mind sending another one away.

However, Professor McGonagall greeted him.

To everyone's surprise, after a few whispered conversations, Professor McGonagall's stern and angry voice resounded directly through several auditoriums.

"Send someone to affect the teaching order of the entire school! The subsequent Aurors can't even protect the safety of the students! How can you still have such a face! Hogwarts, you are not welcome!"

Under such anger, the group of wizards from the Ministry of Magic left the auditorium embarrassed without saying a word.

Sean was a little surprised, UU reading www.uukanshu. What on earth are the people from the Ministry of Magic going to do to make Professor McGonagall, who pays attention to laws and rules, so angry.

After a while, Wes, who disappeared for some time, came back for a walk with the twins.

"Hey, just heard a little bit."

"What's the matter?" Sean asked curiously.

"Goblet of Fire! The Ministry of Magic seems to be trying to use this pretext to put some people into Hogwarts, and then Professor McGonagall is **** - but that's pretty cool." The brothers laughed meanly.

Sean suddenly realized.

He almost forgot that before he enrolled, in 1990, Hogwarts, Nurmengard, Beauxbatons, Durmstrang had restarted the semi-final competition for many years, and finally The winner is Nurmengard.

According to the frequency of holding it once every five years, the end of this semester will be the year of the Goblet of Fire.

However, under the current situation, is it still necessary to hold the Goblet of Fire?