Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

The little wizards were discussing enthusiastically. As first-year students, they rarely had the opportunity to use magic.

Even the last class was just shining a light, which was not satisfying for them.

But this class was different. Although they were still just releasing light, hitting the ball of light gave them the pleasure of fighting.

To a certain extent, this is the closest they have ever come to fighting in the first grade.

In the corridor, Ron said to Harry with some annoyance: "Did you hear that? Professor Foley said I can get higher marks."

"Your performance is very good, it's just the wand that's holding you back." As Harry, the first person to appear, he almost watched the performance of all the students.

In his opinion, even if the friend filter was removed, Ron's performance was better than that of most students.

"Forget it, my family doesn't have the money to buy me another wand." Ron waved his wand in embarrassment, almost poking Hermione who was walking by.

"Don't wave your wand in the corridor," Hermione glanced at them both with a frown, "Do you want to get points deducted?"

Ron glared back dissatisfied, "Come on, Harry alone added ten points to the academy, aren't you jealous?"

"Jealous?" Hermione laughed angrily, bulging her face, crossing her arms and glaring at him, "Harry's score is less than half of the professor's!"

Ron was even more proud, with a smile on his face.

"Harry can achieve almost half the score of the professor in his first grade. Doesn't this show how powerful Harry is?"

"Hmph, I dare say that none of you have clearly seen the professor's spellcasting. What the professor emits is not an ordinary light, they are all different spells!"

"impossible!"

Even Harry's eyes widened, full of disbelief, and the sudden pitch of his voice was unusually obvious in the corridor.

"There's nothing impossible. Although I didn't recognize the magic spells, the professor was releasing magic from the beginning to the end. None of them are repeated!"

"That is to say -" Ron was almost stunned.

"In other words, the professor used 120 different magics!" Hermione said proudly, raising her head.

All the way back to the auditorium, they were still discussing how much magic Professor Foley knew. .seven

After hearing the discussion about Professor Welfare, the restless twins George and Fred joined in with great interest.

With their participation, and the spread of the news by the students who had just started class, word of mouth spread, and the entire auditorium knew that Defense Against the Dark Arts had a new trick.

and a new Hogwarts Mystery – just how much magic Professor Foley can do.

As soon as Tver entered the auditorium, he was stopped by students.

"Professor, they said you know 120 magic tricks. Is this true?" asked a boy with blond hair and a heavy back.

He thought for a moment and realized that word had spread about his performance in class.

"Mr. Malfoy, I haven't counted how many magics I know. In fact, if you add some low-level magics, it may be far more than 120."

These words instantly made the crowd roar, and everyone was amazed. Some students even said that he knew more magic than Dumbledore.

Tver had to raise his voice to drown out their lively discussion.

"I have to emphasize again that knowing more magic does not mean that we are strong. In fact, we often only use no more than ten magic in battle."

"Being proficient in these ten magics is more useful than learning a hundred magics. As for Principal Dumbledore, I can guarantee that he knows more than me."

In terms of magical accumulation, it is estimated that only the long-lived Nico Flamel in the global wizarding community can compare with Dumbledore.

After Tver's explanation, the little wizards returned to their seats with unfinished content, but their discussion about the professor did not stop.

Instead, it expanded!

They ranked the professors except Dumbledore in terms of strength, but this ranking was full of personal subjective opinions.

"I bet Professor Welfare is definitely number one!" Ron said confidently.

Neville nodded in agreement, but Gryffindor prefect, Percy Weasley, disagreed.

"I admit that Professor Foley is very strong, but he has always been good at fighting, hasn't he? In terms of overall strength, Professor McGonagall is definitely stronger than Professor Foley."

Next to him Penelo was dissatisfied.

"Of course the strength comparison is about combat ability, but how about teaching ability?" She gestured to Professor Flitwick at the faculty table, "And our Dean Flitwick was a duel champion in his early years. If we really want to discuss it, he said Maybe stronger than Professor Foley and McGonagall!"

"Of course, I think Professor Welfare is a little better than Professor McGonagall." She made a small addition.

Of course, just discussing is fruitless. After all, there is no standard of measurement and no evidence to support it. In the end, no one can convince anyone.

Unless, a real competition can be shown in front of them.

As soon as the night began, an incredible but highly anticipated news suddenly spread among the students——

Professor Flitwick is dueling with Professor Foley!

After Penello's careful verification, Professor Flitwick happily confirmed the news.

Just after dinner, he planned to have a friendly sparring session with Tver.

Tver also smiled and nodded.

The matter had to start from his discussion with Professor Flitwick about the class after he sat down——

"You have to understand them, Turville," Professor Flitwick said comfortingly, "Students' understanding of magic will always be biased."

"Actually, I have emphasized many times in class that proficiency is more important than magic itself. As a result, they still like magic that is more powerful and has more tricks."

After speaking, he shook his head helplessly.

"I can understand. When I was a student, I was always pursuing all kinds of magic. The more unfathomable the magic, the greater my interest." Tweel in turn comforted Professor Flitwick. .

The professor became interested, "I see that you use conventional magic very well, don't you look like such a student? How did you correct it?"

“Until I watched the upperclassmen battle.”

Professor Flitwick understood immediately, but Professor McGonagall was confused.

"Are your upperclassmen still going to fight?"

Before Twil could speak, Professor Flitwick explained to him.

"Durmstrang has a tradition of dueling. Each grade will have a duel competition within the grade. At the end of the school year, there will also be an inter-grade finals to determine the final champion."

He looked at Tver again.

"With your ability, you can win at least two or three championships, right?"

“Seven grade-level championships and four overall championships, actually.”

Now even professors like Professor McGonagall who didn't know him before knew the value of Tver, Durmstrang's most outstanding graduate.

He has been invincible in his age group since he entered school, and he has been invincible in the whole school since the fourth grade. It is simply a crushing victory!