Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

On the second floor of the castle, in the NWTEs intensive class, Mu En's voice echoed slowly.

After the first class last week, there were obviously a few people missing from the intensive class. Of course, there were also a few more restless kids.

Mu En gave them a week to understand what they wanted to teach and how to teach, and then asked them to make a new decision.

Of course, it is none of his business whether some of them are here purely for results.

"How many of you have been asked questions by other junior wizards this week?" Mu En looked at them.

In the audience, the seventh-grade children were already little adults. They looked at Mu En and raised their hands neatly.

"Mr. Alford, would you like to share it?" Moon looked at a Ravenclaw boy.

Alford is a bit thin, wearing a blue and white robe, standing upright like an iron rod.

"A second-year wizard in our college asked me. He came to me with last week's Defense Against the Dark Arts Boggart paper and said that you asked him to come to the senior students for help."

As he said that, he looked at Mu En inquiringly, and the other people who raised their hands just now also cast similar glances.

"Yes, it's me." Mu En nodded.

Alford nodded and continued: "Actually, I was very embarrassed at the time... because I felt that I couldn't help him. The first time I met Boggart, I actually sat in on last week's class."

Many other people nodded in unison.

As he said that, the man coughed slightly: "Actually... To be honest, I was very embarrassed at the time because I didn't know much about it myself. Then I lied to him and said that I had some things on hand and would go find him later.

Actually, I had nothing to do. I just made an excuse and went to the Ravenclaw library to quickly check out Boggart information.

It took a long time before I finally helped him complete the paper. "

Mu En nodded, picked up a parchment on the desk and unfolded it. Below, Alford felt that the parchment looked familiar the more he looked at it.

"Do you still remember the information you checked at that time?"

"Of course." He smiled and nodded: "To be honest, I now know all about Boggart's characteristics, and I have to thank him for that."

As he spoke, he really puffed up his chest, as if he couldn't wait to hope that Mu En would ask him some questions about Boggarts to show that he was indeed not lying.

"Thank you very much for sharing." Mu En nodded and gently threw the parchment toward him: "This is your and Mr. Wick's homework."

Alford took it and took a look, and sure enough, on the parchment was the paper he had just mentioned, which he had guided the second graders to complete.

On it, a big O was drawn in red handwriting.

"Oh...this..." He looked at Mu En hesitantly.

"Is there anyone else willing to share similar stories?" Mu En did not look at him, but looked at others.

One after another, several students soon stood up and told stories that were very similar to Alford's.

It's just that the students who come to ask are of different grades, and some even ask questions about other subjects.

The seventh-year Slytherin who was the only one to cast the Iron Armor Curse on himself during last week's class.

He also shared an experience that many people found incredible and even magical.

Harry Potter, the famous little wizard who was only in his second year, asked him for advice on the contents of ancient magic texts!

As soon as these words came out, all the seventh graders were frightened. If the person who said this hadn't been quite famous in the school, some people would have started laughing at him for telling lies.

After all, this news is a bit too exaggerated!

In these stories, people are panicked and embarrassed when faced with unexpected problems.

Some people were full of confidence, but in the end they had to start looking up information in front of the little wizard.

However, they all have one thing in common!

In this process, they started by explaining problems to others, and later had to sort out what they had learned and even learn it themselves again.

And achieved the mastery of relevant knowledge!

Mu En nodded, turned around, and wrote a short sentence on the blackboard.

“Feynman Learning Method!!”

The chalk clicked on the blackboard and drew a big circle, and then four words appeared below.

"Output", "Review", "Simplification" and "Teaching"

"I think before you come to this class, you must have thought, if my classes are all practical, what about the previously missing course content? Will it still be taught?

If you keep auditing, there will be no time to prepare for other subjects. "

With that said, Mu En threw the chalk on the desk.

"To this question, I will give you the answer now!"

Someone already knew it and made a vague guess, and then looked at the blackboard behind Mu En.

"Feynman Learning Method, I have to start by saying that this is a learning method proposed by an extremely powerful non-spellcaster scholar."

"Non-spellcaster? Muggle?"

"Oh, by the way. This matter has not been announced in your class yet!" Mu En patted his furry head. Things have become a little more secret recently, and his memory is a little unclear.

"Yes, non-spellcasters means Muggles. I will call them that in my classes from now on. You guys too, please don't mention the word Muggles in my classes!" Mu En said seriously.

No one dared to contradict him.

"Back to Feynman's learning method, in short, 'teaching instead of learning'. This learning method is praised by many people as the best learning method. It is divided into four steps."

Afterwards, Mu En began to explain the core concepts of Feynman's learning method to them one by one.

That is to say, output forces input, and complex knowledge is broken down and simplified to the extent that it can be output correctly, so as to quickly master knowledge.

As Mu En narrated, the discussion in the classroom became increasingly heated. The children who had just shared their experiences nodded repeatedly. Just as Mu En said, they had indeed gained a lot after teaching those little wizards.

It is not just a matter of memorizing and applying knowledge. In order to help the little wizards understand the knowledge being taught, they have to think of ways to give appropriate examples and change the way of expression.

And in the process, unknowingly, those things they had racked their brains to export turned into steps, taking them to the next level!

"So in the next year, your after-school homework is very simple. You have to help the children in the lower grades complete their homework and provide them with homework tutoring after class!" Mu En looked at the people below.

"And all the assignments I receive will have double signatures. One is from the original author of the assignment, and the second signature is from the tutor.

I will hand out all these assignments after class on Friday. Do you know which two grades have classes on Friday? "

"The two classes of fifth grade, and us." Someone said.

At this time, these wizards discovered that Professor Jones in front of them had even made adjustments to the course to fully cooperate.

"These homework assignments have been sent to you. After you have read them, you will forward them to the corresponding lower grade wizards for further discussion and revision." Mu En nodded.

Soon, the class ended. They walked out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom together. At this time, they were still discussing this unique homework assignment and the learning method of non-spellcasters from Ma...!

A seventh grader from Slytherin excitedly waved his wand: "I didn't expect Muggles to have such powerful characters."

"Alford, what do you think of this arrangement?"

"It's simply amazing! Thousands of times better than Chilo or something else!!" Alford blurted out almost without hesitation.

However, while they were discussing, they discovered that there seemed to be more lively and noisy sounds downstairs.

A group of seventh-grade students who had just finished class walked down the stairs, and then they saw a huge crowd and a sound that seemed to be shaking the world.

"What's going on?" Alford asked curiously.

Just as they were thinking, two red-haired figures appeared behind them. Immediately stood on the steps and shouted: "Jordan!"

Fred tossed a candy into the crowd.

Li Qiaodan struggled to jump up from the crowd, grabbed it, peeled off the sugar coating, and stuffed it into his mouth. A strange feeling suddenly came from his throat. After coughing twice, you can find that his voice became thicker and louder.

"Stop making noise! ​​Stop crowding!"

"Professor Jones, we want to start a dueling club!"

As soon as his voice came out, everyone in the auditorium could hear it clearly. The crowd relaxed slightly and focused on him.

He turned back and glanced at the bulletin board.

"The first meeting will be in the auditorium on Sunday, after dinner, at eight o'clock!"

With that said, Li Qiaodan looked at the bulletin board again, his expression changed and he became even more excited.

"Three professors will bring you a real duel!!"