Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil.

Chapter 205 Tom: I am just a little wizard, I don’t have the power of Levitra…

As Dumbledore finished his words, the entire classroom became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Except for Li Weide, everyone looked at the two of them looking at each other nervously.

Everyone was worried that they might suddenly start fighting and hurt others...

There's no other way. If we stare at each other at this distance, we'll either end up fighting or...

Then there will probably still be a fight!

Tom moved quietly, ready to run away at any time.

After being oppressed by Levitra for a long time, Tom has developed a keen sense of danger at any time.

Li Weide patted his shoulder and shook his head.

Then Tom heard Livid whispering, "Don't worry, they can't fight. If they really wanted to fight, they would have fought eight hundred years ago."

"Really? But the atmosphere is wrong! I feel murderous intent!" Tom responded with his eyes wide open.

"It's normal. Having murderous intent doesn't mean a fight will break out. Dumbledore was just warning him. In fact, I've felt a lot of murderous intent before... After all, you used to have murderous intent towards me seven or eight times a day. But we didn't get into a fight, did we?"

"Humph! I don't have the ability to beat you! Otherwise..."

"So, Grindelwald now knows that he can't beat Dumbledore, so how could he really do it? Tom...when encountering something, the first reaction should be to try to calm down and analyze it rationally, instead of running away directly."

"I think it's not too late to make a rational analysis after running away. If your life is really gone, what's the point of rational analysis?" Tom disagreed with Li Weide's words this time.

"Tsk tsk, Tom, you don't have the heart of a strong man!"

"Only if you survive can you have the chance to become strong! Do you think everyone is like you...are you born with such a high starting point?" Tom said with a little sadness.

"Ah..." Li Weide touched his chin, "You are right, Tom, I am a little arrogant when I say these things. You have to eat one bite at a time. In this case, you should do as you think for the time being. Anyway... your idea will not exist for too long."

"Huh? Why? I think I will always do things according to this idea in the future..." Tom asked puzzled.

"When you grow up, you won't think like this, because by then you must be very strong... When you become strong, you won't always think about running away." Li Weide said firmly.

In this world, judging from qualifications alone, the young Voldemort might even be more talented than Dumbledore of the same age.

Such a person, even if he does not delve into black magic or study dangerous black magic transformations, will definitely not be weak.

What's more, Tom in this time and space, like Dumbledore, has experienced the magic of love...

"I actually have never understood why you always feel that I can become very strong in the future?" Tom couldn't help asking.

"Tom...to be honest, among your peers, who else can't you beat except me? You've even beaten those in the senior grades." Li Weide said with a smile.

"Ah... when I think about it this way, I am indeed quite strong..."

"If this still doesn't show your talent, then I might as well find a piece of tofu and kill myself."

"No wonder……"

"So, don't underestimate yourself... When I told you not to be afraid of Grindelwald, those words were not just meaningless words of comfort. No matter how powerful old guys like Grindelwald are, they are just remnants of the old times, and we... the future world will belong to us, Tom!"

Tom's eyes sparkled as he listened to Li Weide's words. "That's right... I can do it too! I'm weak now only because I'm still young!"

Tom, whose blood was boiling at Li Weide's chicken soup words, couldn't help but move, and then his chair rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound.

Then, Dumbledore and Grindelwald on the podium looked at Tom at the same time.

When Tom was looked at by these two people, his boiling blood instantly turned cold...

"Sorry...I...I just want to go to the bathroom..." Tom said fearfully.

It's fine if you're timid... Li Weide has already said it, now do things according to my ideas...

After all, no matter how talented I am, I am just a twelve-year-old second-grade wizard... I don't have the power like Levid!
Moreover, the remnants of the old times like Grindelwald are still powerful.

While Tom continued to comfort himself, the two people on the podium seemed to finally realize that they should not cause a major conflict in such an occasion.

So, at the noise Tom made, both of them took a step back.

"Okay, I admit that you are right. Then I will patiently listen to your lesson." Grindelwald said, then turned around and sat back in his chair.

"Then I hope that you can really provide practical and effective suggestions in the future..." Dumbledore said, no longer looking at Grindelwald, but looking at the students below the podium.

"Sorry, let's continue today's lesson... Tom? If you want to go to the bathroom, go now. I will save the most exciting part of this lesson for now and we will talk about it together when you come back... So, please hurry up."

Tom sneered and said, "Uh... sorry, I... I don't want to go now..."

Dumbledore couldn't help but look at the ground when he heard this, and then nodded with relief, "Okay, let's continue..."

Tom turned to look at Levitra in astonishment and asked with a whispering spell, "What did he mean by looking at the ground just now?" Levitra shrugged, "Isn't it obvious? He was looking to see if you had peed!"

Tom exploded when he heard this, "I...I'm not a baby who can't take care of himself!"

"So... Dumbledore is very glad for you, isn't he? Otherwise, given your personality, if something embarrassing really happened, Dumbledore would have to comfort you."

"Stop talking... the more I think about it, the more embarrassed I feel... why did I just say I wanted to go to the bathroom?"

"We are still young, and it is not shameful to be scared in front of these two people. We can get back at them later."

"But...I..."

"I say... you don't want me to coax you, do you? Well, although it's a bit embarrassing, it's not impossible... after all, you are my friend."

"What the hell..."

……

Dumbledore's courses are of very high quality indeed.

After explaining the contents of the textbook, Dumbledore closed the textbook and told everyone many other ways to deal with the situation.

Moreover, he provides a real story for each response.

In this way, the whole class no longer becomes rigid and boring, but becomes very lively.

After a class, even those students who didn't like studying very much didn't pay much attention.

"Okay, this class ends here. I hope that after you go back, you can write a paper on how to deal with creatures like Kaba and hand it in before next week's class. There is no limit to the size of the parchment... Of course, I am looking forward to seeing some of your own ideas. If your ideas are interesting enough, I will give your house extra points as appropriate... get out of class dismissed!"

The students immediately packed up their things and quickly left the classroom.

Even though Dumbledore's classes were very attractive, having Grindelwald around always made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"I have to say that my evaluation of your course just now was indeed unfair. I would like to apologize to you here," Grindelwald said, bowing slightly.

"That's not necessary. I just hope that when you attend any professor's class, you will not disrupt the class. It is not too late to raise any opinions after class..." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Well... of course." Grindelwald responded.

"Well... you have also finished my course. If you have any suggestions, you can say it now," said Dumbledore.

"There is no doubt that your course has almost no shortcomings...but..." Grindelwald pondered.

"But what?"

"How much education funding does Hogwarts receive each year?"

"What do you ask for this?"

"I just feel that a course like Defense Against the Dark Arts, if it is taught solely through lectures, will always lack something, no matter how vividly it is presented," Grindelwald said with a smile.

"You mean... lack of practice?" asked Dumbledore.

"Yes, there is indeed a lack of practice." Grindelwald said as he put away his notebook.

"Our courses also have practical parts, but..."

"It's just not in every class, right? I guess, in terms of dealing with dark creatures, you only get some practice when you learn to deal with creatures of the Boggart level, right?"

"Indeed, Boggart is relatively easy to get. After all, I can't put all the dark creatures recorded in the textbook in the classroom..."

"Why not?" Grindelwald smiled. "Only when students actually face this kind of creature can they learn something. You and I both know this. If students only rely on illustrations and text, they won't be able to make a deep impression."

"How can this be? This is too dangerous!" Dumbledore frowned.

"With a professor like you here, what dark creature can harm students under your nose?" Grindelwald said with a smile.

"We can't get so many dark creatures..."

"It's not difficult for us to collect those creatures as teaching aids. The difficult part is the subsequent maintenance work, which requires money. That's why I asked you, how much is your education funding?"

"We don't have the manpower..." Dumbledore was still thinking of reasons to refuse.

"The Ministry of Magic has expanded its staff. I think there will be no problem in hiring more professionals to manage these creatures." Grindelwald still had a smile on his face, but his tone was very firm.

"Is this your reform plan, Grindelwald?" Dumbledore said unhappily.

"Yes, I think that students should learn some real skills..." Grindelwald said calmly.

(End of this chapter)