Snape nodded immediately: "That makes sense. 'Wei*qu/xiao.shuo-, choke?salary\most-complete."
"How do you know the accuracy of this news?"
Edward said at the right moment: "Divination, spiritualism, but the time of the attack is only a guess."
He then briefly recounted what happened after Snape was taken to the Ministry of Magic.
Even Snape, who was usually known for his cold face, was shocked after hearing this:
Good man! You were the one who did the Azkaban thing?!
You also invaded Gringotts and emptied the Lestrange vault.
Lucius Malfoy, that coward, actually chose to support Dumbledore?
Is this still the wizarding world I know?
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley couldn't help but laugh. When they heard this, their jaws almost dropped.
Pop.
At this time Dumbledore clapped his hands and said:
"Okay Severus, I will tell you these things in detail later. Professor Edward, let's start today's class."
Edward walked up to the podium. "Before we start today's class, I want to know if everyone has made a decision. Which path will you choose?"
Professor Flitwick raised his hand impatiently: "I choose the warrior path!"
"warrior?"
Edward had never expected this choice. From a wizard to a warrior, isn't this a big leap? Did Professor Flitwick think wizard duels were not exciting enough and wanted to try a fistfight?
"Are you sure?"
"certainly!"
There was no hesitation in his tone.
Arthur also raised his hand at this time: "I choose the path of the generalist."
His choice was expected.
Molly coughed, "I...choose assassin. ￠Excellent-quality_暁￠Tax/Wu. -Free^Free￠Pleasure?黩\"
Well.
Everyone looked at Arthur.
He was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to react. He hurriedly explained, "Mo Li said that the generalist path has no combat power in the early stage, so she chose a person with combat power in the early stage. I didn't ask her to choose an assassin!"
A group of people nodded in agreement: Yes, yes, you are right!
Chapter 245: Each One's Potion
Well, with a dad who is a generalist and a mom who is an assassin, the Weasley family is getting lively.
Professor Sprout then raised his hand: "I choose the cultivator. You know me. I still like dealing with flowers and plants."
"How about you, Professor McGonagall?"
She smiled and said, "I choose the audience."
Ah, I thought Professor McGonagall would choose a fortune teller or an apprentice who has the ability to tell fortunes, so that it would be convenient for her to bet on football in the future.
Mag explained: "This is also the inspiration given by Susie."
Susie, who was hiding in the shadows, was stunned. Hey? Why is there something about me?
"As you know, my Animagus is a cat. I have long liked to transform into a cat to observe the reactions of children. In addition, Sequence 7 of the audience pathway is a psychologist. I think Hogwarts should have had a psychologist of its own a long time ago."
When she said this, everyone nodded in agreement.
The last person to speak was Lupin, who had remained silent the whole time. He was obviously still hesitating: "I... want to choose the prisoner."
This is also expected.
Everyone looked at Snape again.
He said calmly: "I made my choice last week and took the potion to become a corpse collector."
No wonder!
Several professors suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he looked much paler than before. They thought it was because he hadn't seen the sun for a week in the Ministry of Magic. \The first chapter of Reading? Wang· ^嶵￠Core*Chapter+Jie_Update-Xin\Soon!
"I thought you would choose the pharmacist path,"
Professor Sprout was surprised, "After all, you usually suck blood... No, I mean, you have a super talent for alchemy."
"…"
Snape pursed his lips and said, "You're praising Professor Sprout too much, but I'm a little tired of making medicine and want to try something new."
"I see."
Edward clapped his hands and said:
"Ok, now all the students in our first potion class have completed their choices. I will prepare potions for everyone after class!"
After saying that, he took out the ancient Hermetic language study book that he had copied in advance and asked Audrey to help distribute it.
"The language written in this book is called the ancient Hermetic language. After you become Beyonders, many of the abilities you use will require this language."
"Including divination, spiritualism, making spells, using spells, etc., many things related to extraordinary abilities cannot be separated from this language."
Edward paused for a few seconds and said, "However, learning a language is often a relatively long-term thing. What I am going to do today is to teach you the letters and basic grammar of the ancient Hermetic language. The rest depends on you all."
In fact, according to many readers' research, the teaching level of Hogwarts is not that good. If you want to learn something, the key is to rely on self-study.
Every one of the people in this room has the ability to learn on their own. Edward is not worried that they will not be able to learn ancient Hermes. At most, some may learn faster and some slower.
Edward wrote the letters of the ancient Hermetic language on the blackboard and taught from the beginning, starting with pronunciation.
There is no doubt that learning a language - especially a difficult one - can be boring and unbearable.
Half past nine.
When Edward finished teaching the last basic grammar and announced the end of the class, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Molly raised her hand: "Sorry, Professor Edward, I want to go out for some fresh air... and go to the bathroom."
"We too!"
"I'm going too."
Even Dumbledore muttered, "I'm going back to the office to get some candy. Who wants any?"
"I!"
Soon Edward and Audrey were the only ones left in the classroom, staring at each other.
"Puff!"
She suddenly laughed.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm thinking about that night! The night when we spoke Ancient Feysac together."
Edward suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if a dead memory was attacking him again. In fact, that night, in addition to studying with Audrey until the early morning, he also studied with Edwina in his dreams for several days!
Learning makes people progress, but it also makes people suffer!
"Well, let's both start preparing the potion."
"OK!"
With the ability of divination, preparing a sequence 9 potion is naturally easy.
When everyone came back, several bottles of prepared potions were already in test tubes, labeled and placed on everyone's desk.
Edward said solemnly:
"Everyone, the potion on the table is the path you have chosen. I will confirm with you one last time. Once you have chosen a path, you cannot change it. It will accompany you for the rest of your life. And if you want to avoid losing control in the future and want to be promoted to a higher sequence, you also need to act according to the corresponding sequence."
He looked at them one by one: "Warrior, Generalist, Spectator, Assassin, Cultivator, Prisoner."
Molly was stunned and thought of something.
Professor Flitwick picked up the test tube, uncorked it and drank it down in one gulp. "I'll finish it first, you guys can do whatever you want!"
His body immediately began to twitch and twist, the fingers of his hands gripped the edge of the table tightly with veins bulging, and a low roar of pain came from deep in his throat.
Molly, who was closest to him, was startled and stood up to see him.
"Don't come over here!"
Flitwick raised a hand to stop it, and his fingers that were tightly gripping the edge of the table gradually loosened. After another half a minute, he let out a long breath: "Wow - this thing is really powerful!"
Are you drinking?
Flitwick stood up impatiently: "Help me check if I have grown taller!"
Everyone suddenly realized: So you chose the warrior path without hesitation just to grow taller?
Molly asked carefully, "Professor Flitwick, did you succeed?"
Flitwick laughed, "Oh, of course, I guess I'm a 'warrior' now."
As he spoke, he stretched out three fingers and bent the edge of the table. A crack appeared visible to the naked eye. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is it so effective immediately?"
Edward nodded and said, "Right! This is the magic of the potion. As you digest it, its transformation on you will become more and more obvious. I think it's only a matter of time before you grow taller."
"Haha, I feel relieved when you say that!"
He jumped a few times on the spot and began to adapt to the changes in his body.
Edward looked at the others again: "Who's next?"
Molly raised her hand.
"Mrs. Weasley, please."
"No!"
She quickly shook her head, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry Professor Edward, I just thought about it... maybe being an assassin isn't for me."