Chapter 279 The Retiring Professor
“Yes, I am definitely retiring...”
The only current Professor of Care of Magical Creatures, Silvanus Kettleburn , has begun to formally announce this matter on the course.
Currently, the publicity channels have even begun to upgrade. From the previous disclosure to only some students, it was now revealed in front of all students and even professors.
There is no doubt that this legendary professor, a truly legendary professor at Hogwarts, is really leaving the school.
Even Andrew has to admit that this professor is indeed a legend.
Because, even the twins failed to achieve the feat of this professor - when this professor was in office, he burned down the school auditorium...
Yes, although Not bombing the school, but burning it down isn't much different.
Furthermore, this powerful professor completely disabled himself in the magical world, a place with such excellent therapeutic background.
He only has one arm and half a leg, and the rest were lost by extremely dangerous magical creatures - the injuries caused by those guys are the same as black magic, with permanent damage, according to The current common understanding in the magic world is that the attacks of those guys affect the souls of the wounds, causing them to be permanently damaged.
In addition, this professor is also extremely radical during class. Although it is his last year working for the school before leaving school, he is still on probation.
In other words, this professor has never been on probation for a year - 62 probations, sixty-two years of service...
But the students do like him - Because the class is easy and interesting, and the certificate is relatively easy to obtain, this professor can really take whatever is in the syllabus and bring it to class, no matter what level of existence the magical creature is.
When Andrew realized these things, he once thought that Hagrid, the thing in the Forbidden Forest, would take at least half of the blame, and the rest would be all on the professor.
The reason why he was able to express so many emotions at once was simple - because at this moment he was in front of the retiring professor.
The list of elective courses for the new academic year has been compiled and will be submitted to the professors of each elective course.
Theoretically, they will take four classes - one each for grades three, four and five, and the advanced classes for grades six and seven will basically be mixed in together.
Because it is an elective, it does not need to be divided between two colleges and two colleges, which reduces the pressure on the professors a lot.
Of course, it is Andrew and Percy who are having the hard time - when they arrange their class schedule for the next semester, they must prioritize elective courses to prevent course conflicts.
"The number of electives for the new school year...ah, kid," Professor Kettleburn looked at the list, "We are talking here, I am about to enjoy retirement life, and I will never accept it. Bu Si’s rhetoric, he was hired back to work.”
'Dear professor, if you have any objections to our principal, you can go to Dumbledore's office to report it...'
Andrew was complaining in his heart, but he knew that the person in front of him was so brave - even himself An old professor who doesn’t even take it seriously.
"You, by the way, I remembered, you were here last year, and you also have to choose courses this year. Student Taylor, yes, what course did you take?"
The surrounding professors even became interested - probably to join in the fun, the professors did not return to their offices, but instead all gathered in the staff lounge.
The environment here is not very good, and occasionally there will be some random magical creatures - such as the wardrobe over there. It is said that there was a Boggart the year before last.
But the professor obviously didn't care, especially the old professor who had always said he planned to retire.
“Ah, Professor Kettleburn, I took Care of Magical Creatures, Runes, and Arithmancy as electives.”
“The wise choice is to go out and do some activities indoors. What’s the point of taking classes? It’s not Gryffindor at all to stay in the office every day!”
“Hey! Sylvanus,” a professor next to him objected. "Tyler is a student of our Ravenclaw, don't make a mistake!"
"Ah, my mistake," the old professor raised his wooden arm, "Ah, but how are you going to deal with a How about settling accounts for colleagues who are about to retire? ”
He made a face, making the professors laugh, and then began to fumble around in his drawer, "Well, this, and this, and this..."
A lot of things were taken out, One pile was placed on Andrew's hand, and another pile was placed on Percy's hand behind Andrew. "Take it, it may be useful. Anyway, I am retiring soon and I don't have much use for it. Anyway, just take it and use it...it will be distributed one after another anyway." ..." "The rest of the things are not suitable for you. Also, help me draft the report. Just treat these things as my reward - the retirement report and the celebration report, Albus promised me. ."
"Bribery, naked bribery!"
"Sylvanus Kettleborn!"
"The reward is too much, write one for me, and it will be credited to Silvanus!"
…
The professors started to cheer happily, whether it was Andrew or Percy was a little nervous, but he still tried hard not to be so...well, so scared.
Oh my god, the pressure from the professors here is really too heavy!
“Run away, kids!”
Professor Kettleburn shouted happily towards the two of them while making a blocking stance.
Andrew and Percy looked at each other, then started to run out of the office holding their things.
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“It’s stressful for professors to gather together...”
Andrew stopped and said to Percy.
“That’s not true, my God, the professor wasn’t that crazy when I was in class.”
“During class, you didn’t choose a class to improve?”
“ That’s right, I’ve got all the certificates, but I don’t have enough energy, so I have no choice but to come to the advanced class.”
That’s right – Percy just tied the record and didn’t go crazy.
Even Dumbledore doesn’t know how to do medical magic. Which student dares to apply for advanced classes like this and choose all?
There is no such time.
“What did the professor give you?”
“It seems to be some old textbooks, probably used by the professor, and he most likely has his notes.”
“Okay. "I guess you don't have to worry about your grades."
Percy sincerely praised, "I originally wanted to give you my complete set of notes, but it seems that magical creatures are not necessary."
“No, I want them all.”
Andrew made a gesture.
What Percy gained was probably some small props for adventure, and Andrew also had some, but the number was much different - obviously, the old professor did not give them casually.
“Let’s go back and write the report. I’ve already received my reward, and there’s also a farewell party. I guess we need to help come up with some ideas...”
“Let’s go, together.”
Percy tried to open his hands, but failed - the old professor had given him too much.
(End of this chapter)