On the third day after the holiday, Felix finally received a reply from the Ministry of Magic. The person who replied was Walsh Cedric from the Advisory Office of the Minister of Magic. He had no objection to the speech being changed to Friday, but suggested that he arrive half an hour earlier. There were some issues that needed to be communicated in advance.

"If you don't have time to eat, the Ministry will prepare a hearty lunch." Walsh wrote in the letter.

...

The content on the school bulletin board always attracts heated discussions among students. At the end of the class on Thursday afternoon, the young wizards saw a new notice on the bulletin board: a small duel competition will be held in the first duel class next month.

At the bottom of the notice was the logo of the Student Union and the signatures of the two male and female student union presidents.

A student read the rules: "All students from grades one to seven can participate. They need to register with the prefect of their own college. The list will be summarized in the hands of the student union president every day."

"The duel competition will be held in order of grade. Participants in the same grade will compete against each other until the seven grade winners are selected and awarded. The first place in each grade can challenge the upper grade, while the seventh grade can only passively wait for others to challenge... Wow! I like this rule. It takes good care of those little brats in grades one and two."

Several second-year students next to him glared at him.

"Do you want to sign up, Draco?" Pansy Parkinson, who was wearing a dark green skirt, asked softly.

"You can teach some people a lesson with a legitimate reason, why not participate?" Draco's eyes fell on several Gryffindor students, "I just learned an interesting spell during the holidays."

He and Pansy left leisurely, and the long-drawn voice echoed behind them: "That Weasley actually embarrassed me in the club, saying that I could only cry and call my dad to cheat... It was the stupid big pheasant who hurt me first, and the bandage on my hand was wrapped for two weeks!"

The news of the duel competition spread quickly. There were rumors that the winner could get a prize of 100 Galleons, or choose any one of the prizes prepared by Professor Hep. In addition to advanced magic puppets, mirrors with unique functions, and magical potions, there were also unknown magic creations made by the professor himself.

That afternoon, this news was confirmed by Penelope Clearwater, the president of the Laclaw Girls Student Union, and the little wizards were very excited.

The Weasley twins also added fuel to the fire at the right time, announcing that the first place in the seven grades would get a couple's mirror for free. This is the latest trendy thing at the moment, and the orders have been placed until April, and it is currently unavailable.

But the twins did not lose out. They successfully advertised and launched the second appearance of the couple mirror.

The prefects of the four colleges never felt that their colleges had too many people before, but now they are surrounded by people answering various questions anytime and anywhere. When it comes to the time to sign up, the young wizards can't help but hesitate.

The main reason is that most people feel that they have no chance. They naturally switch from the perspective of contestants to the perspective of watching the competition. That night, a list of freshly released, from the seeded players of each grade to the potential wizards of different colleges.

The ranking function on the answer parchment provides a strong reference, especially for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, because it is most closely related to duels and is regarded as a weather vane for the results of duel competitions.

Although it is still a long way to go before the duel competition, they have already formed a bet privately.

On Friday morning, the seventh-grade students ushered in the second ancient magic class of the week. When Felix walked into the classroom, he found that the students had arrived in advance. Has

the enthusiasm increased so much?

However, according to the plan, he will wait until the students finish their homework next week before starting the practical class of Mind Cabin magic. After all, if the number of times is too many, it will not be worth it.

"Today we will have the theoretical part of the class."

"Professor," Percy raised his hand and stood up to speak on behalf of the whole class, "We have completed the homework for the last class, including the thesis and knowledge graph." He walked forward and handed in a stack of parchment.

"Huh?" Felix took it in surprise. Percy said seriously, "No one is missing. I checked it carefully." He looked at the students in the audience, and they nodded continuously.

Felix flipped through it roughly. It was indeed true. He also saw Marcus's thesis. Although the spacing between words was a little large and there were a lot of paragraphs, it really filled two feet.

He put down the homework and smiled: "Okay, then I will advance the content of next week."

A group of students found themselves being pulled into the magical classroom again. The space extended to the distance, flowers and plants broke through the ground, and magic wand trees rose from the ground... They watched all this in amazement, chattering and whispering to each other. Several students couldn't wait to leave their seats and walk around.

Wood wanted to try to break off a branch of the wand tree, but it started to grow rapidly and threw him far away.

"Ahhh!" In the surprised expressions of others, he got up from the ground nimbly, grinning and saying, "It doesn't hurt at all~"

After his demonstration, many people couldn't help but try it.

Felix cooperated with great interest. He controlled the wand tree and threw the guys who dared to try into the air, watching them scream and fall from dozens of feet high, hitting the ground with a "click"...

After playing for a while, everyone quickly set their eyes on the professor, their eyes full of hope.

Before they could speak, the magic note with an ancient atmosphere condensed from the air and fell lightly into their hands.

"Today's course is very simple. It is to examine the knowledge we have learned in the past from another perspective."

Felix waved his hand, and the homework that the students had just handed in appeared in front of them. "First, you should re-read your own papers and see what problems you have. Later, I will take you to review this knowledge. You will find that their threads are quite clear and have extremely subtle internal connections..."

Felix deliberately ended the magic of the Mind Cabin half an hour earlier, so that they could use this time to sort out their gains.

As one of the few poor students in the class, Marcus Flint found for the first time that he could easily keep up with the professor's ideas. Learning is not about thinking hard, but about making rapid progress. He finally realized the joy of learning.

As a repeater, his requirements are not high. As long as he can pass and graduate smoothly, it will be fine. But now maybe he can be more radical and strive to get an E?

...

At noon, Felix appeared in a red telephone booth at the guest entrance of the Ministry of Magic a little earlier than the agreed time.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and what you are here for."

A female voice said, exactly the same as the one Felix heard the last time he came to attend Belby's investiture ceremony. Even the cold tone had not changed.

"Felix Heppe has been invited to give a speech to the internal staff of the Ministry of Magic."

After waiting for a moment, a square silver badge slid out of the coin slot. Felix put it on his chest, and as the ground slowly sank, his expression became expectant.