Chapter 170

Looking at this scene, Hoffa was crazy for a moment.

It's just art...

then the cuffs of folded clothes float up and point in a direction. Along the cuff of the dress, Hoffa saw a tall cabinet.

Is this dress going to the cabinet?

He walked near the cabinet, which was filled with exquisite ceramics. The cabinet was spinning, like a kaleidoscope, and opened smoothly, revealing a dark corridor hidden behind.

A stream of heat and moisture filled his face, and his clothes raised their sleeves again to signal Hoffa to move forward.

Out of great curiosity, Hoffa followed the guide of sleeve and stepped into the corridor. Finally, he opened the deepest door of the corridor.

The isolated sound of water came to his face, and between the rising heat, Hoffa's jaw almost fell to the ground in horror.

It turned out to be a spacious bathroom. The luxurious chandeliers with candles cast warm light on the room. The ground is paved with snow-white marble. There are about 100 golden faucets beside the bathroom, and some colorful abstract patterns are hanging on the walls.

And the steam rising, the middle-aged man, his deformation class teacher. Jacob Bohan was sitting comfortably in the bath, lazily leaning against the head of the lion, most of his body exposed.

Hoffa finally knows why he's holding a bath towel. He's taking a bath with his deformation class at the moment!!

Although he was a man, he suddenly broke into another man's bathroom. This man was still his own teacher, which undoubtedly felt like 10000 grass mud horses rumbling from his heart.

James Bohan was quite calm. He raised his arm as if he were shopping in the street when he met a student.

"Yo, Hoffa."

Hoffa almost subconsciously went out: "Professor, I'm sorry, i... I don't know..."

"if I knew you wouldn't come." The other side said with a smile, "I forgot to bring my towel and clothes. If you don't come, I can't get out of the bath. I can't go to my room to get the towel wet. It would be embarrassing to meet a colleague. "

What's the reason?

Hoffa's muscles are tight. He thinks the picture is weird.

Looking at the boy at the door with a face like hell, the man in the bath waved his hand: "ha, you're kidding. What can I do for you?"

"Nothing."

Hoffa quickly waved his hand and put the towel on the stone platform: "I'll... I'll wait."

But as soon as he turned around, the wooden door behind him closed with a bang, which made his hair stand up.

"Witches don't run away." He came out of the water and went to the cupboard. He opened the cupboard, took out some glasses from it and began to pour wine.

Although he is middle-aged, every muscle of his body is angular, like an ancient Greek sculpture.

This scene made Hoffa's eyes hot. At the same time, flustered, he looked at his magic watch. Damn it... I'm too busy at this time, only storing 0.3x magic power...

Jacob Bohan poured a glass of wine, shook it with a empty hand, and threw in two lumps of ice.

"What's the matter with you coming to me? Can't you do your homework? "

After a while, Hoffa remembered his purpose. He took a deep breath and said, "I want to learn to cast without a stick. Professor Slughorn asked me to come to you."

"Well, no stick. Your goal is not small. "

He went up to Hoffa, put a glass of wine on the stone platform beside him, and then stepped back and sat down beside the bath: "what do you think of scepterless casting?"

The strange atmosphere made Hoffa uncomfortable, and he couldn't drink that glass of wine, so he said dryly.

"I don't have any opinions. I just know that it's a skill that needs hard work."

"Well said." Bohan looked up and drank a glass of wine: "well, since you're here, by the way, why didn't professor dreises accept you?"

"Well." Hoffa didn't expect him to mention it suddenly. After thinking for a moment, he said, "because I can't meet his requirements."

"Well," Bohan said with a smile, "don't be discouraged. There are few people who can meet his requirements, and I can't either."

"What?" Hoffa is unbelievable.

"You..."

"He used to be my teacher." James Bohan jokingly said, "although he looks like a teenager, he is in his fifties."

Hoffa felt numb under the bombardment of information. "Why is he so young? Is it because he is a half elf?"

"Not even a purebred spirit. He's not going to age. I think there are other reasons

After a pause, Bohan said, "you are looking for the right person. I know a little bit about wandless casting. However, if you ask the teacher to open a small stove for you, you have to do something."As soon as he finished, Hoffa's goose bumps fell all over the floor. He looked up and saw that there was a white fog floating around his opponent's waist and he didn't see anything.

"For what?" He asked cautiously.

James Bohan: "compared with the current teaching mode, I prefer the ancient Greek teaching mode. Do you know the teaching mode of ancient Greece?

"I don't know."

The other side's topic changed quickly, and Hoffa felt that he couldn't keep up with his ideas.

"Choose." James Bohan said, "the teachers in ancient Greece were very selective.

They don't teach their knowledge to anyone. Because they know that some people can accept their ideas, and many people don't

He looked up, drank the wine and said, "Socrates chose Plato, Plato chose Aristotle.

They can always find the student who is more powerful than themselves, and then pass on their ideas. "

Hoffa licked his lips and almost understood what he was trying to say.

Jacob Bohan looked solemn: "if you want to learn to cast without a staff, you can. I can make you my real student and teach you the skills of no stick casting, but I also need you to prove that you can be my disciple. "

Hoffa was relieved: "how do you prove yourself?"

"Oh, it's easy."

He got out of the water, stood next to Hoffa, picked up the towel he had brought, and wiped the drops from his arms.

"I remember Ravenclaw's admonition that fairness is a very important part. On Halloween, those students who go out to train dragons will go back to school. I expect there will be some undercurrents and conflicts among the students at that time.

If a conflict occurs, stop it, no matter what you do. Be fair and just, and I will teach you the secret of casting without a staff. "