svetikya Chapter 48 This is my order
Chapter 48 This is my order
"...In the third year group, the Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff [Protect the Captain] match has entered a heated phase!"
We have to admire the Weasley twins and Angelina Smith's incredible flying skills; ordinary attacks have almost no effect on them. Of course, Hufflepuff's Cedric Diggory also demonstrated his dominance in the match!
On the octagon platform, Ares personally provided commentary for his colleagues.
"Look, everyone, Miss Smith of Gryffindor is conquering the Boggarts in the Lower Paths... Oh, puzzlingly, Miss Smith's biggest fear is steel wool... Why is that? It's perplexing!"
But—ah, gentlemen, look, Miss Hamilton of Hufflepuff is nearing Boggart on the Upper Roads... Who will take the lead, her or Miss Smith...?
The most exciting moment has arrived! The Weasley twins have Mr. Cedric cornered in the Turning Canyon!
"Don't give up easily, Diggory!"
Professor Sprout's chubby face was almost completely embedded in the vine fence, and his patched hat was askew to one side, too badly tilted to be straightened!
Seeing Professor Sprout abandon his composure and start cheering for the students, Professor McGonagall, her face flushed, finally gave up her pride and also waved her arms.
"For Merlin's sake, Fred and George, there's no reason for you two to take him down!"
"The situation seems unfavorable for Mr. Diggory!"
Ares raised his voice, regaining the initiative.
"Diggory and Fred Weasley are both captains, equally resilient, and equally skilled at flying, but Fred Weasley has his brother's help, and it looks... Ah, Angelina Smith defeated that steel wool... Excellent, the Weasley twins immediately activated their speed boost—oh, that's wonderful, Miss Hamilton also overcame her psychological barrier..."
So…yes, Mr. Diggory activated his slowing field, and the two negatives made a positive, completely negating the Weasley twins' speed advantage…he's really tenacious, persisting in hit-and-run tactics…he, oh, Diggory has got reinforcements, two of them—it looks like Gryffindor is in danger!”
[Congratulations to Cedric Diggory of Hufflepuff for delivering the final blow and successfully killing Fred Weasley of Gryffindor!]
"Let's applaud Mr. Diggory's indomitable spirit, and congratulations to Hufflepuff for earning twenty points... oh, and of course, Gryffindor loses ten points!"
Ares breathed a sigh of relief and gave his final verdict on the competition results.
"Two against one, you should have taken them down much sooner!"
Professor McGonagall shouted angrily down into Fog Valley.
"I'm going to lock you all up... oh, and at least make you write an extra foot of paper on your homework!"
"Oh, save your energy, Minerva!"
Professor Sprout struggled to pull his flushed face out of the fence and looked at Professor McGonagall with a smile.
"They can't hear you."
"I know!"
Professor McGonagall was panting heavily.
"I was just... venting, Pomona!"
"It seems I have proven to you all that this method does have its merits?"
Ares said with a smile.
"Of course, Ares!"
Professor Flitwick even changed his afternoon classes to study sessions to watch the match. Witnessing this "Protect the Captain" competition, which was several times more intense than the morning's, he was so excited that his pale beard bristled and his voice trembled.
"I really don't know where you got such a brilliant idea!"
"Thank you, Felius—"
Ares gave Professor Flitwick a polite bow, then looked gently at the three ladies who held differing opinions.
"Um... what do you three think?"
"At least as a competition, in terms of entertainment value and intensity, it's not much different from Quidditch."
Madam Huoqi desperately suppressed her affection for the "Protection Captain" and tried her best to keep a straight face as she spoke.
"I only care about order in the library, Professor Delfino!"
Despite being drenched in sweat from the intense match, Mrs. Pince remained stern.
"As long as you can keep them from causing trouble in the library, I don't care how you teach!"
"It seems you have indeed taken some measures to prevent collision injuries... Very good. I think we can use your magic cloak in future Quidditch matches, so that someone doesn't always end up with a broken arm or leg after every Quidditch match—"
Mrs. Pomfrey still wore a hesitant expression.
"But I still suspect that if this teaching model is incorporated into daily life, it will greatly increase the chances of students getting injured... At least, I don't think it's suitable to use this teaching model for freshmen."
Basically, my opinion is similar to what I held at noon—neither entirely agreeing nor entirely agreeing.
"And your final opinion, Professor Dumbledore?"
With a slight nod, Ares finally turned his smiling face to Dumbledore, who was weighing his options.
"Do you think I can continue offering this kind of competitive teaching?"
Is there a deeper intention behind Ares Delfino's actions?
Despite the enthusiastic expression on his aged face, unease swayed within him!
"Of course you can keep it running, Ares."
Dumbledore suppressed the vague unease in his heart and said in a gentle tone,
"Since we allow students to play the Quidditch Cup at Hogwarts, I don't think we can find any reason to forbid them from playing this... [Protect the Captain] game."
Although, in my opinion, the educational value of such games remains to be seen.
Dumbledore pondered, speaking slowly.
[It will definitely be more helpful to students than the future Gilderoy Lockhart].
Ares smiled and nodded.
"But Bobby and Rolanda's concerns are not entirely unfounded, Ares,"
Dumbledore said gently,
"This kind of game involves intense competition after all."
For first-year students who haven't experienced professional flying skills, trying this kind of game... in my opinion, is a bit premature. They need us to teach them basic spellcasting techniques step by step... pure self-study might lead them astray.
"So what do you mean?"
"For students in second grade and above, I can agree to let you continue trying this teaching method, but for first-year students, is it alright to use the traditional teaching method?"
Dumbledore's final verdict has been made.
"Oh, I'm not sure..."
Ares rubbed his lips a few times, then raised an eyebrow noncommittally.
"What will the freshmen think when they hear your decision, Professor Dumbledore? They might not be too grateful that the school values their safety so much."
"But we must prioritize their safety, mustn't we?"
Hearing Ares subtly express his dissatisfaction, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief. But this also strengthened his resolve.
After all, this kind of competition is completely integrated into daily teaching...
If…If…
It would be easy for Ares Delfino to make certain incidents look like accidents.
He couldn't put Harry in any more danger.
Although he hadn't yet figured out the cause and effect of the train's loss of control, he really couldn't take the risk... The future of the magical world largely depended on that child.
That child... will inevitably face a severe challenge, but... not now.
He's not ready yet; he's too young!
"Stop the first-year 'Protect Captain' competition, Ares,"
In a flash, Dumbledore's mind raced. He held his breath, his gaze fixed intently on Ares.
"This is my order."