A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 608 William, a Dedicated Man to Education

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Before William could even knock, the wooden door bearing the Beauxbatons logo was quickly opened.

A group of female students from Beauxbatons came out.

William and Autumn assumed they were going to the castle, so they stepped aside slightly.

But to everyone's surprise, the group of beautiful young ladies did not leave after jumping off the carriage.

Instead, they surrounded William, seemingly preparing to launch an attack.

William touched his wand; if surrounded, he would unleash a massacre and violently subdue these young ladies.

Instead of attacking, they whispered among themselves.

"Go ask him!"

"No, you go!"

"I'll go instead," one of the girls, who looked quite bold, said as she walked in.

She has big, dark eyes, a prominent chin, and long, jet-black hair.

"Hello, William, I'm Elena, Elena Anaya," she introduced herself in broken English.

"Is there something you need?"

William smiled and said in French, "Well, I'm looking for Fleur. Is she in? Gabrielle will do too."

The group of girls were talking to each other with their heads down.

"You can speak French?" Elena laughed. "Since Fleur isn't here, you can tell me what's wrong!"

We can find a secluded spot to talk slowly... I heard there's a beautiful reed bed near Black Lake.

You've only been here for a few days, and all you know about is Hogwarts' famous reed marshes?

"Actually, I'm looking for Mrs. Maxim."

William was experienced in dealing with this kind of girl, so he made up a story: "Dumbledore sent me to find her about the warriors."

"Hey, Rose, could you go see Mrs. Maxim? Just tell her I'm looking for her."

Rose was staring intently at William in the crowd, lost in thought. When he asked her a question, she was completely unaware.

William waved his hand in front of the girl's eyes, and she finally came to her senses, so ashamed that she wanted to disappear into the ground.

William repeated, "Could you help me find Maxim?"

She bit her lip and nodded, saying, "I'll go call them right away!"

William smiled gently and said, "Thank you, no need to rush."

The girl nodded vigorously, but then turned and ran away, clearly ignoring what she said.

The witches started chatting with William again. He was a seasoned veteran and could easily handle these little admirers.

Laughter and cheers erupted from the crowd.

Qiu, who had been pushed to the side, couldn't understand French.

But seeing William chatting so enthusiastically with the group of girls, he still clicked his tongue twice and said, not too loudly, not too softly:

"Scumbag..."

William's lips twitched, and he quickly turned to Cho, saying, "I'm discussing business! When we get back, don't tell Hermione anything."

Qiu simply scoffed and snorted, "Do you often take Said with you when you go to business meetings?"

"No way, he's the one who took me there!" William immediately shifted the blame.

"Last time he said he'd take me to a foot massage parlor...yes, the one run by Mermaid, it got shut down last semester."

This tactic of sacrificing eight hundred of your own to kill a thousand of the enemy... often achieves a surprising effect.

As expected, Cho stopped mentioning reporting William to Hermione and instead muttered about the Little Mermaid.

Sorry, bro! But... my safety is more important.

William observed a second of silence for Cedric.

Rose returned quickly, and under her guidance, William and Cho got into the carriage.

This wasn't William's first time in this carriage; he had come in with Fleur during the Quidditch World Cup.

Of course, we came secretly... to avoid being discovered by Maxim.

Footsteps echoed in the marble corridor, and the three of them soon reached the end, where a beam of light poured into the corridor from the room.

"William, I'm going back now, we still have class." Rose said, blushing.

Hmm... So you guys all skipped class.

Rose twisted the hem of her dress and said, looking down, "Next time, if anything happens... you can come to me."

"Okay, I'll ask you to help me find Mrs. Maxim next time."

"..."

After saying goodbye to Rose, William and Cho went into the room.

This is a spacious, square room, with dark wood used for both the floor and ceiling.

Tall bookshelves, filled with books, lined the walls.

There is also a huge, antique-style writing desk, with a large floor clock made of high-end Italian champagne standing on one side.

"William, what brings you here?" A woman's voice came from the other end of the room.

Mrs. Maxim came over and sat down on the sofa.

She picked up an exquisitely carved wine bottle, poured herself a glass of red wine, and then poured one for William and another for Qiu.

"The wines from Château de Rose, my favorite." She winked.

William held the wine glass and slowly brought it to his lips.

It must be said that Mrs. Maxime was a very charming witch, and it's normal that Hagrid liked her.

However... the gap between the two sides is quite large.

Hagrid was almost unkempt and even lived in a small cabin. Maxim certainly couldn't stand that kind of life.

Maxim also peered through the rim of his cup at William, waiting for the young wizard to speak first.

"Professor, are your students about to start class?" he finally asked.

"Of course I have to go to class," Maxim said, shaking his cup.

The students she brought were mostly sixth and seventh graders.

Unlike Hogwarts, Beauxbatons begins its O.W.L. exams in sixth grade. In seventh grade, students prepare for the NEWTs exams.

"Don't you find it inconvenient?" William chuckled. "The teachers are all in Beauxbatons."

"It's really inconvenient," Maxim said softly.

Online classes are nowhere near as convenient as regular classes.

"In fact, Hogwarts has the best teaching staff... such as the excellent Potions teacher, Professor Snape."

He was kind and approachable, rigorous in his teaching, and fair in his dealings with students, consistently achieving the highest pass rate for many years. Harry Potter's favorite professor.

And then there's the great prophet Professor Trelawney... As everyone knows, she has won many bets on Quidditch World Cups.

Professor Binns, the historian of magic, is unparalleled throughout history... No student in his class ever spoke out of turn.

There's also Hagrid, a brilliant magizoologist, who was an expert in hybridization and breeding.

Moody... a former Auror, though somewhat cautious, his magical prowess should not be underestimated.

Muggle research Professor Bubbaji... nuclear weapons—fireworks expert.

For some reason, the more examples William gave, the more he felt that Hogwarts was... hopeless.

"You didn't bring many students; you should have taught their O.W.Ls and NEWTs classes."

"But... many students don't speak English." Maxim, unaware of the situation, shook his head.

That's the key issue.

Most students at Beauxbatons don't speak English. There aren't any as good as Fleur.

Most of them don't speak English as well as Gabrielle.

"That's simple, you just need a translator," William said.

"A translation machine?" Maxim had never heard of such a thing before.

"Yes, Muggles invented translation machines decades ago that can translate multiple languages."

"But I remember that Muggle items can't be used at Hogwarts, right?" Maxim asked, puzzled.

Hogwarts has magical interference that renders any electronic device ineffective.

"I'm not talking about Muggle translators, but the magical translators I created," William said, shaking his head.

The wizarding world has many things, such as magical tape recorders... which are different from Muggle tape recorders and do not use electricity.

These things can be used at school, and you can also listen to the radio.

The same goes for the translator; it's an alchemical artifact that William created by following Nicole's alchemy book.

Nicolas himself didn't need a translator. He lived for over six hundred years and spoke most of the world's languages.

But William desperately needed this. The initial reason was that he needed to understand Parsleyan.

That's right, William recorded Harry's voice before and used it to hypnotize the Basilisk.

Later, I found it too troublesome, so I thought of making a snake language translator.

Nico's alchemy book, in its first volume, contains the methods for making all the alchemical items that have ever appeared in the magical world.

William found the manufacturing process of the magic translator on it.

"You can make things like this?" Maxim asked in surprise.

"That's right, Akali's Mystery Shop's purpose is to change the magical world," William said earnestly.

He wasn't lying. The magical world is too backward; William and Nico together could advance it by five hundred years.

"This thing must be expensive, right?" Maxim hesitated like a country bumpkin.

"Yes, but learning a foreign language... how can you be afraid of the cost?"

"If Durmstrang needs it, I'll charge 100 gallons a day, but you guys... I don't want any money."

"Then what do you want?" Mrs. Maxim raised her eyebrows.

"I hope to give a few outstanding graduating students to form a tutoring class every night and provide free tutoring for fifth-grade students."

"The O.W.L. exam?" Mrs. Maxim chuckled. "That's quite a clever idea."

"Madam, this is a mutually beneficial arrangement," William waved his hand.

"You can use our school's resources for free. I don't think Headmaster Dumbledore will refuse."

"Besides, it's just a tutoring class. Each person only teaches one evening a week, so it won't take up much of your time," William said.

"Alright then." Maxim nodded.

William smiled.

How much should he charge for his intensive tutoring classes?

Since teachers don't charge fees, it's all free money for them.

Alas, William was just too enthusiastic about Hogwarts' educational cause.

Those reference answers circulating in the market are really harmful!

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