Hogwarts: Who uses a crowbar in wizard duels?

"It's actually Senior Kevin!"

"Isn't he still a student? How did he become a Potions teacher?"

"Are you stupid? Senior Kevin is a Potions Master himself now, of course he can be a teacher."

"Doesn't he need to attend classes himself?"

Kevin's appearance immediately caused gasps and discussions among the young wizards present.

Because he is still quite famous at Hogwarts.

Just the events of this year's Three Kingdoms Tournament alone are enough to make him known throughout the entire academy.

Although he only participated in one competition, everyone was impressed by him.

With his immense strength, he stood in the way of all the students in the school and was the only warrior to defeat the fire dragon.

Now I'm going to become their teacher?

Seeing the murmurs below the stage, Kevin didn't interrupt immediately, but waited a moment before slowly speaking.

"Classmates, class time is limited. If you have any questions about my appointment as Potions teacher, you can discuss it after class or go to Headmaster Dumbledore to confirm."

Kevin raised his hand and addressed the group of young wizards below the stage.

After Kevin spoke, the young wizards gradually quieted down and listened to him continue.

"Professor Snape gave me the second-year course schedule, as well as everyone's grades."

"But I haven't watched much of it, because to be honest, I sometimes want to complain about Professor Snape's teaching methods."

"When he used to teach me, he would often remain silent, like a riddle teller, leaving me to figure it out myself."

Kevin, who was on stage, started laughing as he spoke.

Hearing Kevin share their grievances against Professor Snape, the young wizards in the audience nodded in agreement.

Just when they thought Kevin was a friendly and easy-going teacher, Kevin suddenly changed the subject.

"If you don't have a talent for making potions, the best way is to observe, learn, and practice more, but the academy can't provide you with an unlimited supply of materials."

"So in order to get a more accurate understanding of everyone's potion-making skills, I've decided to give you a surprise test today."

"Then I will provide targeted practice based on everyone's situation. If your grades are below the passing grade, don't leave after potion class. Stay for extra lessons, and I will do my best to help you improve your grades."

"Until the next exam, your scores will reach or exceed the passing grade."

Kevin addressed the audience with a broad smile, but his smile suddenly appeared terrifying to them.

Let's not even talk about what a surprise exam that I've never heard of is.

Professor Snape usually only punished the worst and most disobedient students.

What you're doing is keeping everyone who failed after class?

"The exam is very simple, consisting of a written test and a practical test."

Kevin waved his hand, and a stack of test papers flew out of his bag, automatically distributing three pages to each person, a total of six pages of test papers, front and back.

"The written test will cover the knowledge you learned in the first half of the year, as well as the knowledge you were supposed to learn today."

"Let's check how well everyone has consolidated their knowledge and whether they've previewed the upcoming lessons. In my opinion, previewing is very important!"

Kevin's words immediately caused a large number of the young wizards in the audience to let out a wail.

Nobody told them that they had to preview and review for Potions class.

Only a small number of diligent young wizards would have a calmer expression.

However, they are still a little nervous about the exam because they haven't reviewed or prepared at all beforehand.

Kevin prepared a lot of test questions, which seemed like a lot, but in reality, there were just as many.

However, he only gave me one hour, and told me to write as much as I could.

This made the already nervous young wizards even more nervous, and they forgot the knowledge they already knew when they got nervous.

The worst part is that while they were working on the problems, Kevin would occasionally pop up from the side to watch them work, which made them feel incredibly stressed.

An hour passed, and many people still hadn't finished writing, but the test papers folded automatically and flew back to Kevin's hands, giving them no chance to continue writing.

The young wizards in the audience complained again, saying that there wasn't enough time, and some even said that Kevin, as a student, couldn't teach at all.

However, Kevin did not respond. Instead, he tapped the table in front of him and said kindly.

"Three Slytherin students spoke rudely to the teacher; each of them will have 10 points deducted."

"Five Gryffindor students disregarded classroom discipline and caused a disturbance; each student will have 5 points deducted."

The class fell silent again, especially the Gryffindor students, who stared at Kevin in disbelief.

In the midst of their conversation, their own college lost 25 points.

Is it really that ruthless?

At first, they were relieved that the new teacher was actually their senior from Gryffindor, and that their house grades could be saved.

As a result, this senior student completely disregarded the camaraderie among students in the same department and was ruthless in deducting points.

Now they finally took Kevin seriously as their teacher. Whether they admitted it or not, he now had the rights of a teacher and could punish these disobedient students.

Then Kevin waved his hand, and all the equipment and materials placed on one side of the classroom automatically sorted and flew to the young wizards' tables.

"Now we'll begin the practical exam, which will cover the swelling medication we learned about in the first half of the year."

"I will score you based on your performance and the final product."

This time, the young wizards didn't complain anymore, but obediently began to brew their own potions.

Kevin slowly walked around the classroom, making sure no one had made a pot of explosives.

Fortunately, I had the memories brought back by the written exam, as well as the experience from the refining process in the first half of the year.

Although many people failed, nothing unexpected happened.

After the class, most of the participants succeeded in refining it, while a small number failed.

"Alright, everyone, fill the glass bottles with the medicine, label them with your names, and then get out of class is over."

"I will announce the grades when the next class begins."

Finally, the young wizards, having endured the lesson, all ran away to spread the news that Kevin was their new teacher.

They also revealed the practice of giving a surprise test in the first class and making students stay after school to make up for the mistakes if they failed.

Kevin suddenly became the focus of Hogwarts once again.

As a result, students in grades one through three urgently began reviewing and previewing the knowledge points in the Potions textbook.

And that's exactly the result Kevin wanted.

However, Kevin was grading papers in his workroom at that moment.

He could read ten lines at a glance and quickly finished grading the exam papers of more than twenty people.

Only half of the people passed...

Kevin looked at the workspace with reluctance, having only used it for a few days.

He could almost see himself moving out of the place at the end of the semester.

Then he took out the swelling potion they had made and gave them a score, writing down where they needed improvement and where they had made mistakes.

By the time I finished, it was already dinnertime.

Kevin slumped onto the sofa, speechless.

This is completely different from what he had expected.

He originally just wanted to be a teaching assistant, helping Professor Snape with his work.

This way, he would have free time to make potions to earn money, and also time to spend with Hermione.

It also allows me to prepare for the upcoming matches and spend time with Hermione.

Most importantly, he had to deal with the crisis of Voldemort's return and also keep Hermione company.

Now things are much better; he's busy enough just teaching those little kids, grading their papers, and preparing lessons.

Should we adopt a laissez-faire teaching style like Professor Snape?

If that's the case, he can move out now...

Don't expect young wizards of this age to have much self-awareness.

Those who excel in their studies are either talented, interested, or, in a very small number, self-disciplined and hardworking.

Most people study in a perfunctory manner, and then they start to regret it when the academic pressure increases sharply in fifth grade.

Just then, there was a knock on the workshop door, and Hermione's voice came from outside.

"Kevin, are you busy? I brought you dinner."

Upon hearing that Hermione had arrived, Kevin immediately regained his composure, composed himself, and went to open the door.

Hermione was holding a large plate filled with food.

"Hermione, from now on you don't need to knock, just come in."

Kevin's mood improved when he saw Hermione, and he took the plate from her hand and smiled.

Hermione was relieved to see Kevin still looking so energetic, and said, "I was just worried you'd be nervous being your first time teaching."

"Just kidding, when have I ever been nervous? Besides, it's not like I haven't given you guys a lecture before."

Kevin said with a look that suggested he was being looked down upon.

"Really? Everyone's talking about you, the new teacher. You deducted 25 points from your own college in the first class, and you even put up some surprise exams and made students stay after school for extra lessons. Now all the juniors and students below the third year are cramming."

Hermione smiled and shared with Kevin the discussions she had overheard in the Great Hall.

Kevin scratched his head and said helplessly, "The method is clumsy, but it works. They obey as soon as we mention deducting points."

"Then we can hold a surprise exam to see everyone's true level, encourage others to review and preview, and reduce the difficulty of subsequent teaching. Why not do it?"

Hermione patted Kevin's head and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, my Kevin is really amazing."

Kevin shamelessly pointed to his mouth and said, "I want this reward."

Hermione gave Kevin a reproachful glare, but still kissed him to encourage him.

Kevin happily continued eating the dinner Hermione had brought.

"Kevin, the second competition is about to begin."

"Don't overwork yourself before the competition starts."

Hermione looked at Kevin, who had finally been appeased, and then at the stack of test papers and the potion report card on his desk, which were densely covered with areas that needed improvement.

She was worried that Kevin was exhausted, and said with concern.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"It might be a bit busy at the beginning, but it won't be later."

Kevin nodded in response.

Ultimately, the role of a teaching assistant is simply to legitimately possess the workshop for alchemy.

It doesn't matter if it's gone.

......

For a period of time afterward, Kevin had to teach one class every day, sometimes two classes a day, with only Saturdays and Sundays off.

To make management easier, he divided each year into two classes: Slytherin and Gryffindor in one class, and Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw in another.

Aside from giving him a surprise test in the first class, he continued with his regular lectures.

Many of the young wizards initially had some complaints about him because they had to stay behind for extra lessons.

However, after three weeks of getting to know each other, and after each class had at least three lessons with Kevin, everyone's attitude towards Kevin changed drastically.

Some people are even willing to stay behind for extra lessons, just to learn more knowledge.

Kevin's teaching style is indeed different from Professor Snape's.

He doesn't seem like a teacher; he's more like a helpful senior student.

He would bluntly point out everyone's shortcomings, and then give his suggestions and practical demonstrations.

They will also be shown how to process materials one by one.

He even taught us how to grind materials into powder in a way that would save us more effort.

They weren't stupid; such detailed instruction made them genuinely feel that they had learned something.

Kevin's tutoring sessions weren't just boring studying; he was more relaxed during them and would chat with everyone.

That's why some people would voluntarily stay for extra lessons, and the most outrageous thing is that people from other classes would also come after class.

Those were people who were very interested in potions, and Kevin was talking about real stuff, so they didn't want to miss out.

Kevin has been very busy lately. Although he appears relaxed and easygoing in class, he spends his time preparing lessons in his workspace after class.

Although he already knew all the fourth-grade material, he still had to go to class.

The lessons he missed were all taught to him by Hermione.

Often, he would listen to the professor's lectures in the morning, teach the young wizards in the afternoon, and Hermione would teach him in the evening.

He felt as if he had returned to his first year of high school, to the days when he was a slave to Professor Snape, working non-stop every day.

Well, in that case, Professor Snape is partly to blame for this situation.

Sooner or later, I'll hang your photos in women's clothing on the gates of Hogwarts.

Kevin thought to himself.

"Kevin, the second competition starts in a few days. Will you still be giving lectures these next couple of days?"

At this moment, Harry and the others were chatting in Kevin's workshop. Harry asked Kevin a question.

"It's just that we don't need to use it on the day of the competition; we still give lectures as usual the day before."

Professor Dumbledore also said that I could prepare for two days, but I didn't think it was necessary.

Kevin was thinking about how to teach the next lesson, and replied casually.

The group was used to Kevin's confidence, but Hermione was still holding a book about how to deal with and escape the Black Lake Monster, hoping to give Kevin more information.

"By the way, Kevin, you've met Astoria, right? What did you think of her?"

At that moment, Draco asked a question he had always wanted to ask.

He's been getting close to Astoria lately, and she happens to be Kevin's student now. She's even mentioned Kevin to Draco, so maybe Kevin can give him some information.

When Harry and Ron heard Draco's words, they all eagerly crowded around, wanting to hear as well.

"What, how?" Kevin was taken aback by the question.

He knew Astoria; Draco had mentioned her before, and he had also seen her when he was teaching second-year students.

She looks like a well-behaved, model student, nothing special.

"...So, do you think we're a good match?"

"You like her?" Kevin asked directly.

"...I don't know, but I want to know more about her." Draco was speechless at Kevin's directness, but he still said it.

He's been spending more and more time with Astoria lately and has discovered that this girl, who comes from a similarly prominent family as him, has values ​​that are remarkably similar to his.

Moreover, she is beautiful and has a good personality; she is simply his dream girl.

"Then go for it! There's no such thing as being incompatible or not being a good match. If you like someone, just go for it."

"You two are well-matched. If you can really win her over, that would be great."

Kevin saw through Draco's little scheme and directly encouraged him.

Harry and Ron joined in the commotion.

It's just like my old school dorm, where if one person is in a relationship, the whole dorm is there to help them.

Draco, listening to their commotion, steeled his resolve and decided to pursue Astoria.

Upon hearing this, Kevin stopped preparing his lesson and started brainstorming ideas for Draco with Harry and Ron.

Hermione watched the four boys huddled together, offering random ideas, and was speechless for a moment.

Why do you guys treat pursuing a girl like you're discussing how to defeat a boss?

......

Time flies.

The day before the start of the second competition.