v5 Chapter 118： What can't you do, delay the first place

At dusk, Professor McGonagall knocked on the animal door knocker three times, the door opened automatically, and she walked in slowly.

It was half-light and half-dark, and the odd silver instruments on the table sat silently, instead of buzzing and spitting smoke as they always did.

The portraits of previous principals on the wall are all snoring and sleeping in the frame. Hearing the movement, he quickly opened his eyes halfway, and found that it was Mag, muttered a few words, and fell asleep again bored.

Behind the door, big swan-like birds with red and gold feathers dozed off on their perches, their heads hidden under their buttocks.

"Here you are, Minerva." Dumbledore sat in the high-back chair behind his desk, leaning over the candlelight to read the papers.

He was wearing a purple robe with gold inlaid, and gentle blue eyes, looking at Professor McGonagall.

"Professor Dumbledore, are you back?" Professor McGonagall held a pile of documents. "Have you had a good weekend trip?"

"It's not too pleasant to visit the old place again." Dumbledore said calmly, "Would you like a glass of gin?"

He waved his wand, and two cups appeared in front of him.

"Thank you, I didn't have a good time." Professor McGonagall sat down on the chair, and she pursed her lips.

"Students are increasingly strained and Slytherin clashes with Gryffindor again."

"No matter how close a partner is, there will be differences." Dumbledore took a sip of gin.

"It will improve after the first program. They will know that it is not easy for every warrior."

"I hope so." McGonagall raised her eyebrows.

If she understands correctly, the principal means... the first project will be difficult, difficult for other students, and will never be jealous of other warriors again.

"Mrs. Maxim hopes to allow her students to study in our O.W.Ls and N.E.W.Ts classes," Professor McGonagall said.

"It's supposed to be like this. I made this suggestion before, but she rejected it outright on the grounds that she couldn't understand the language." Dumbledore smiled.

"I'd love to know, what made her change her mind?"

"That's the second thing I want to say." Professor McGonagall sighed.

"William persuaded Madame Maxime and reached an agreement with her."

"protocol?"

"William would like to apply for a large classroom with nightly O.W.Ls sprints for students."

"Sprint tutoring?" Dumbledore was slightly surprised.

"Interesting, it's a good idea. I did notice... some of our students are really poor."

"That's what some teachers teach, and it has nothing to do with the O.W.Ls exam!" Professor McGonagall said angrily.

"How dare Moody... cast the Imperius Curse on the students one by one!"

"I agree, Minerva." Dumbledore crossed his hands.

"That person is getting stronger. I think... it will be good for the students to gain some knowledge."

Professor McGonagall's face turned pale.

"Don't worry about their exams, didn't William set up a sprint class?"

The principal nodded and smiled: "It's a good idea, but... who does he ask for tutoring?"

"The Beauxbatons seventh graders."

"Oh, clever..." Dumbledore exclaimed. "Minerva, don't you think...William is very suitable for education?"

"It's really suitable, so we have to crack down on those circulating reference answers." Mag said firmly.

"William's efforts cannot be let in vain."

"Well, he can be approved for a large classroom." Dumbledore leaned back and asked:

"What subjects does he plan to teach students?"

"Potions, Transfiguration classes, spells... a forbidden magical defense class."

"...??"

Dumbledore was full of question marks.

"It's Defense Against the Dark Arts," Professor McGonagall said helplessly.

"William thinks Defence Against the Dark Arts is an unlucky name, and it's not safe to be a tutor for the subject.

replaced with another name. "

"Let him change his name to a more catchy name."

McGonagall snorted and hesitated for a moment: "But Karkaroff has some criticisms."

"what?"

"He heard that Beauxbatons could take classes at Hogwarts and applied."

"You can promise."

"But the language doesn't work." Professor McGonagall sighed: "William provided Beauxbatons with the translation machine he made for free.

He said the translator was precious and Durmstrang had to pay to rent it. Karkaroff believes that the money should be paid by Hogwarts. "

"..."

For a moment, Dumbledore didn't know what to say. Is William too good at making money, or is Karkaroff too stingy?

Not even willing to pay the rent, you are the principal... tsk tsk.

"What do you think, Minerva?"

"Hold on, then," said Professor McGonagall softly. "As long as Principal Karkaroff is willing to pay."

Whoever likes to pay for this money will pay for it... Anyway, Hogwarts should not take advantage of it.

Want to take money from her? Go ask Trelawney!

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The next day, on the Gryffindor bulletin board, a large bulletin was posted, so large that it covered all the other advertisements on the bulletin board.

The new notice is printed in large bold letters, with a formal-looking seal underneath, and a neatly swashed signature next to it.

Akali O. W. Ls sprint class!

[September has come, I still don't know O. W. How to revise for the Ls exam?

Akali screened famous teachers, launched self-study courses, 0 basic training sprint classes:

64 courses, Beauxbatonda'O' famous teacher, will take you to review the whole process, and you can easily go ashore with 0 basic knowledge!

Course Highlights:

Real questions are taught and practiced to help you score accurately;

Skill points, let you increase your score by leaps and bounds;

There are also top-secret key questions, Akali's four sets of volumes, eight sets of volumes...]

The students were watching the bulletin board, dumbfoundedly watching the advertisement.

"Do you want to report for work?" Eloise asked quickly.

"Of course I will, otherwise I'm sure I can't make it. I'm going to report the full set!" Katie said.

Harry and Ron stood in the crowd, also looking at the advertisement and muttering.

"I'll probably have to report it next year, too," Harry sighed. "I may have to take several courses, especially Potions.

I heard Charlie say that you have to reach O in Potions before you can enter the advanced class and have the opportunity to choose Aurors. "

As a scumbag, Harry's grades have never been good.

"However, Hermione said that William was looking for a Quidditch team and seemed to want to buy Charlie's Cannons.

If I can... After I graduate, I can play on his team. ' Harry hesitated.

William is the owner of the team. He knows what to do, but the key is to have sufficient funds!

Harry is going to be the team boss. Based on his relationship with William and Hermione, he doesn't want to buy whoever he wants to be his teammate!

Maybe he can lead the club and restore the glory of the Charlie Cannons.

Ron didn't speak, just glanced at the price and muttered, "It's so expensive.

Maybe we could get Hermione to tutor us and that would save a lot of money. "

"You're thinking too much, Ron." Harry glanced at him speechlessly. "Did you see Hermione after class recently?"

"No, we didn't see her after class last year, didn't we?"

"That's it She seems to be busier than William...there's no time for you to do your homework." Harry shrugged.

"Besides, she might be a cram school teacher next year, and she won't have time to tutor you."

An inexplicable look appeared on Ron's face again, and said, "As long as I can win the championship... Forget it, I must get up early to go to the library tomorrow morning!"

Harry rolled his eyes.

Ron said that it has been more than a week, and he has not been to the library once!

Even... even took him a few times late.

If there was a procrastination contest, Ron would have won first place.

This is the legend: what can't you do, delay the first place?

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