Chapter 186 The Gap Between Hogwarts And Beauxbatons, The Spirit Of Craftsmanship

Chapter 186 The Gap Between Hogwarts And Beauxbatons, The Spirit Of Craftsmanship

"Isn't yesterday's lesson enough?"

Fleur put down the spoon and looked at the blond girl standing in front of them with an unkind look.

"Miss Delacour." Cassandra has returned to her most normal posture, her white chin raised slightly: "After all, I am also a guest from Ilvermorny. Miss Delacour does not need to be so aggressive. "

"Besides, I'm here to see Mr. Lawrence. This should be my freedom, right?"

Wayne nodded secretly.

As expected of Lao Mi, he speaks freely and has a strong taste.

Fleur was not a vegetarian either, and immediately countered: "Beauxbatons welcomes all quality guests, Wayne and I are enjoying breakfast, and you coming here to disturb us naturally has nothing to do with me.

"After all..." the mixed-blood Veela's tone became playful: "I think some people don't want to see another avalanche, right?"

Cassandra's face darkened.

This woman... really doesn't care about anything.

"There is indeed something wrong with my attitude yesterday. I will apologize to Mr. Lawrence. Can you please stop pestering me?"

"Am I pestering you?" Fleur's eyebrows almost flew up: "You came here by yourself, right? Can you not disturb Wayne and I while we are eating?"

It was as if the scene from last night was reappearing, with the two beautiful girls facing each other tit for tat. Many people in the auditorium noticed the movement and their eyes lit up.

Quarreling!

Still two beauties quarreling!

In an instant, the voices in other places in the auditorium were much quieter, for fear of affecting their ability to eat melon.

Wayne is different from these boring people.

He was closer and heard more clearly.

Watching women quarrel is just a little exciting.

But if two people fight...that would be really exciting.

Perhaps it was the boy's simple desire that was too strong, which made the two girls who were arguing feel it. They shut up in unison and looked at him in unison.

"Wayne, who are you helping?" Fleur pouted and asked harshly.

At this moment, you can even see the shadow of Gabrielle in her body.

Wayne finally knew from whom Gabrielle learned to act like a spoiled brat.

"Then I must be helping you." Wayne said without hesitation: "Miss Warley and I are not familiar with each other.

Fleur smiled proudly, causing Cassandra to bite her silver teeth secretly.

"But what do you want me to do for you, to defeat her?" The young man lifted up his sleeves and the wand appeared in his hand.

"Of course not, I, I just..." Fleur hurriedly stopped Wayne, hesitating, and she didn't know what to say.

Yeah, what did she ask Wayne to help her with?

"Forget it, why did you come here to see Wayne?" Fleur had no choice but to change the subject.

"Lawrence, are you going to be in class with fifth grade students?" Cassandra asked.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Wayne nodded.

"I also got permission today to participate in fifth grade classes." Cassandra raised her head slightly, her voice filled with pride.

What?" En Geng worked hard to understand: "What does this have to do with it?"

"I just want to ask if we want to go to class together? This way we can communicate." Cassandra turned her face sideways and her voice became much softer.

This was the first time she invited a boy to attend class together.

It wasn't love at first sight, she just wanted to know if there was any special learning method for Wayne to become so powerful.

She wanted to take a closer look, maybe she could discover Wayne's secret.

Furong's eyes instantly narrowed, revealing a dangerous look.

Compared to Cassandra's provocation, this situation seems to be more dangerous now.

"Sorry, I have already made an appointment with Fleur." Wayne shook his head: "If Miss Worley wants to come together, please feel free, no one will stop you."

Cassandra nodded slightly and gave a polite bow to say goodbye.

"Don't look at her until people have gone away. She's not good-looking yet." Furong said sourly.

"You can't say that." Wayne had a different point of view: "You are indeed prettier than her..."

Just as Furong showed joy, she heard the young man's next words:

"But that doesn't mean she's not good-looking. I'm not picky about food, especially the hemorrhoids under Miss Worley's eyes... Ouch, what are you doing?

Five minutes later, Wayne followed Fleur with a depressed look on his waist.

Be sure to draw the magic to strengthen your body in the next lottery!

Hogwarts.

Having just experienced the holidays, the little wizards have not yet adjusted their schedules.

The students who came to the auditorium to eat looked listless.

Only Harry was very happy and the smile on his face never disappeared.

This was the look on his face when he learned from last night's dinner that Snape would be gone for a whole month.

The whole castle became friendly. If Malfoy could disappear, he would definitely sing a song today.

During the Christmas vacation, Malfoy actually tried to drug him, but luckily he was smart enough to avoid it.

Ronald poked Harry and whispered: "Please restrain yourself"

Harry looked at him confused, and Ronald pointed carefully at Hermione not far away.

"Snape has been away for a month, and Wayne has to be away for a month. Look, Hermione hasn't smiled since last night, and Dumbledore didn't applaud after he finished speaking."

Harry turned to look at the little witch who was busy eating. He seemed to be able to see the black thoughts coming from her body, and couldn't help but shiver.

In his happiness, he forgot about Wayne leaving for a month.

No, since he can't make up any classes this month, does Wayne have to refund him some tuition fees...

Harry was lost in thought.

The young Master Potter who treated money like dirt in the first grade has disappeared, and was replaced by Harry, a poor man who lives his life carefully.

But there was nothing he could do. After a semester of tutoring from Wayne, Harry had already tasted the benefits.

He now clearly feels the gap between himself and other students.

While everyone would be in a hurry to cast a spell, he could already cast spells silently, and even fights were orderly.

Therefore, next academic year, or even the next academic year, the annual tuition fee of one thousand galleons will have to be paid.

By the time I graduate, my coffers will probably be almost empty.

Gotta save some money.

After breakfast, the students went to their respective classrooms. Harry asked curiously: "Snape is gone, what will happen to the Potions class? Do you not need to take it?"

"I don't know." Ronald looked forward to it: "If you don't have to go to the best class, you will have three full classes of free time!"

Harry nodded in agreement.

But by noon, their minds changed.

The tutor who replaced Snape turned out to be Dumbledore!

After finishing the class, Fred and George excitedly showed off that Dumbledore's level was a hundred thousand times higher than Snape's.

Except for Slytherin students, almost everyone thinks so.

Harry was already looking forward to tomorrow's Potions class, he hadn't had any lessons from Dumbledore yet.

But before that, he still had a difficult time to overcome.

Afternoon, Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Lockhart was still wearing a very ostentatious purple wizard robe and walked onto the podium with his iconic smile.

"Everyone, I know you must miss me very much. Thank you for your Christmas gifts."

"Professor, are you sick?" Lavender Brown raised his hand and asked.

Compared to last year's glowing face, Lockhart's face looked much worse today, and her lips were a little white.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Brown." Lockhart stretched out his hand and said, "But I'm fine. It's just that the fans are too enthusiastic and it takes me too much time to reply. The quality of my sleep has declined recently."

"Okay, let's start the first class of this semester."

Lockhart took out the textbook and turned to a page at random.

"Oh, this is my favorite part, saving the sirens, let me see... Harry, how about you play the piranha?"

Harry's expression looked as ugly as if he had eaten cow dung-flavored Bibi's All-Flavour Beans.

Just as he was about to refuse, he was pushed by Simo next to him and stood up.

Ronald and several other boys quickly gave Seamus a thumbs up. If Harry refused, one of them might be the unlucky one.

After the class, Harry was so miserable that he showed Lockhart one hundred ways to die according to Lockhart's request.

At the end of get out of class, Lockhart announced happily:

"Then, for this assignment, let's write about Eight Inches' reading experience. Please remember, you must focus on what you learned from my books. get out of class is over!"

There was a cry in the classroom.

Be born!

Wasn't it only four inches before? How come it doubled in size all of a sudden!

Beauxbatons, Wayne also finished the day's course.

There was a large Transfiguration class in the morning, and two Herbal Medicine classes and a Potions class in the afternoon.

By the time it was finished, it was already five o'clock.

"How are you feeling today?" Fleur looked at the young man and asked.

"Want to hear the truth or a lie?" Wayne didn't answer, but asked instead.

Furong frowned and said, "Of course it's the truth. Why should I listen to lies?"

"Ms. Worley, why don't you tell me how you feel first?" Wayne suddenly turned around, and Cassandra slowly followed the two of them, keeping a suitable distance.

It was like this all day long. She would go to whatever class Wayne was taking without interrupting and just sit behind the two of them.

"Me?" Cassandra was startled, not expecting Wayne to ask her first.

After thinking for a moment, the blond girl finally said: "The level of Potions class is very high. Professor Padilla explains it in great detail. It is better than the one in Ilvermorny."

"But Professor of Transfiguration and Professor of Herbology..." Cassandra suddenly chuckled, full of irony.

"Perhaps it's the normal progress for fifth-year Beauxbatons students, but a lot of the content belongs to the fourth-year curriculum in Ilvermorny.

Fleur snorted in displeasure and looked at Wayne instead of refuting her comment.

"The progress of Beauxbatons is slower than other schools." Wayne nodded in approval and changed the topic: "But there is a reason."

"They are the only school where OWLs are held in sixth form."

"Other magic schools are in the fifth grade, so the progress will be faster. In the fifth grade, it is basically review. This may have disadvantages and advantages.

Cassandra was startled. She knew little about these things and really didn't know the underlying reasons.

"What about other aspects, how do you think it compares to Hogwarts?" Cassandra asked.

"It's a bit worse." Wayne said bluntly: "There is still a gap in the level between professors, especially the professors of transfiguration and herbal medicine..."

He shook his head and said no more.

Only by taking the courses of Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout can you know how high the level of these two people is.

Maybe it's used to teach students. I can't see the difference in the short term, but when I grow up, I want to study these two fields in depth.

Students with a stronger foundation and broader horizons will naturally have higher achievements.

".Mrs. Paryl is already the best transfiguration professor the school can find." Fleur shook her head in distress.

She did not doubt what Wayne said, because even Madame Maxime was not satisfied with her transfiguration professor.

But so what?

Transfiguration is definitely the most difficult of all disciplines, bar none.

There are very few wizards in the world who can be called masters of transfiguration. There is none in France and two are directly in Hogwarts.

Is it that bad?

Cassandra glanced at Wayne quietly. She actually didn't see any difference, she just thought the class content was simpler.

The level gap between professors is not felt at all.

The three of them walked into the main building and prepared to go to the auditorium for dinner. At the gate, Maxim was talking to a group of professors from other schools, and Snape was also there.

Wayne leaned forward curiously.

"Professor, what happened?"

Snape looked down at the young man and said slowly: "The magic house is late. The crater where their school is located is at risk of erupting. It will take a few days before we can come."

What does it mean to build a school on a volcano?

Wayne was speechless.

"Then what should I do? I have to delay the time?"

"It will be postponed for a few days." Maxim also saw Wayne, nodded to him and said: "I will give them five days. If the representative of the Magic Institute has not come over, it will be considered a waiver.

"Professor Snape, Rafzi, and Professor Griffith, you should also inform the other students. A few extra days of preparation time is not a bad thing."

The leading professors from several schools also nodded.

Before leaving, Snape said to Wayne: "I'm going to give Russell and Henderson extra lessons tonight, are you coming?"

"I'll forget it." Wayne refused without hesitation: "I have reason to suspect that you want me to help you teach."

Snape's eyes twitched.

Why is this kid so sharp? This is what he had in mind.

Wayne saw the change in Snape's expression and was even more shocked: "No, do you really think so?"

It was just a casual joke, but it turned out to be right.

Wayne gave the old bat (or Zhao's) bat a disdainful look, pulled Furong and ran away.

He was captured as a young man in the last trial, and now they want to squeeze his labor force. He really has no martial ethics and even kidnaps him.

"You seem to have a good relationship with your Potions Professor?" Fleur asked curiously after listening to the conversation between the two.

The way the two communicate is not like a teacher and a student, but more like they are of the same status.

"It's not bad." Wayne tilted his head and thought for a moment before giving a positive answer.

"At Christmas, he even gave me a bottle of elixir as a Christmas gift."

"Elixir of Fortune?" Furong covered her mouth in surprise: "Isn't this too expensive?"

"It's okay. He will give it to you every year in the future. Do you want to give it to you?"

"I don't want it. My luck has always been good."

"That's right, you must be lucky to meet me."

"Narcissistic"

In the next few days, in addition to attending classes every day, Wayne visited various scenic spots in Beauxbatons with Fleur's company.

In terms of floor space, Beauxbatons is smaller than Hogwarts.

However, there is no lake in Beauxbatons campus, and the land area is larger than Hogwarts.

After a few days, I finally played it all over, and got a bit better by the way.

Where can I sneak out of school secretly to grab some local specialties and go back to explore.

He has already seen the fairies and elves, and they are indeed as beautiful as Newt described them, and because of their size, their little arms and legs look very cute.

It is a good choice to take it back to the box and use it as a gardener to take care of the flower bed.

Just like that, the time came to the fifth day.

The teachers and students of the Magic Institute still have not arrived at Beauxbatons, and Madame Maxime finally announced that the first round of written examinations will begin tomorrow morning.

Just when Wayne thought he wouldn't see the students from the Magic Institute this time, they showed up on the morning of the exam.

Three young wizards wearing silver wizard robes were bowing and apologizing under the leadership of a middle-aged wizard.

People will know right away that these people are definitely representatives of the institute.

The spirit of craftsmanship is so classic. .