Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 627 A Relaxed 6th Grade

Chapter 627 A Relaxed Sixth Grade

Whether Harry would abuse his position as captain for personal gain is another matter. However, the public's enthusiasm for Quidditch has temporarily overshadowed their fear of Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

The next morning, people went to eat breakfast as usual.

The Great Hall's ceiling was a deep blue, with wisps of light clouds drifting by. While slowly sipping his oatmeal and eating eggs and ham, Siron discussed course selections for the new semester with Harry and the others.

After sixth grade, there are no more regular classes; instead, there are advanced classes for each subject to prepare for next year's NE exam.

WT is preparing.

Moreover, the advanced class and the students have a two-way selection process, which means they will have the opportunity to choose a course again.

In addition, unlike the elective courses in the third year, the requirements for the sixth year are more relaxed, with the standard being that at least three courses must be selected.

You can select multiple options, but not fewer. After all, a 0.WL grade is quite important; if you don't even pass three subjects, you'll either have to repeat the year or be expelled.

However, it seems that very few people are expelled from Hogwarts for poor grades; after all, even Neville had five passing subjects.

They're currently discussing the Magical Creatures Protection class, which Harry, Ron, and Hermione are all considering dropping out, but they don't know how to tell Hagrid.

"Maybe we don't need to worry about this—I mean, he can't really think we'll actually go to that class!"

Ron took a bite of his buttered bread. "We only study hard in this class because we like Hagrid, but actually, that class is completely useless."

"The brochures we looked at during last year's career guidance program had very few job requirements that required wizards to have a certificate in the Conservation of Magical Creatures course."

"Even for dragon breeders in Romania, what they need most are spells and shapeshifting. The certificate for protecting magical creatures is ranked last and is not a mandatory requirement; it's just a bonus."

As they talked, they sighed again.

"Who do you think will go to Haig's advanced class?" Ron asked.

Neither Harry nor Hermione answered, nor did they need to. They already knew very well yesterday that only one person in their year wanted to take the Protecting Magical Creatures class.

Then all three of them looked at Xilun at the same time.

"There's no way around it," Siron shrugged. "The only thing a wandmaker needs is a certificate in protecting magical creatures, so I'll definitely have to keep taking that course."

"Wait a minute." Ron looked at him suspiciously. "You mean, you, Ollivander, also need a certificate to become a wandmaker?"

"Of course, wand makers, professors, Ministry of Magic employees, and dragon breeders are all professionals. And as with any profession, there are requirements. Isn't that normal?"

"Huh, is this normal?" Ron pursed his lips, clearly having a different opinion.

Ollivander needs a certificate to become a wandmaker—this is probably the second funniest joke he's heard this year.

First, Malfoy is crammed into the overhead luggage compartment, and for the next few years, it will be hard to imagine anything surpassing it—unless Malfoy is crammed into it again.

Regardless, they had decided to stop attending the Conservation of Magical Creatures class and told Professor McGonagall about it. So much so that ten minutes later, when Hagrid left the teachers' table and waved to them cheerfully, the three of them deliberately avoided his gaze.

Only Siren waved to Hagrid without any hesitation.

"That's good," Harry said. "At least we weren't all wiped out, and Hagrid shouldn't be too heartbroken—well, maybe."

"

After breakfast, they remained seated, waiting for Professor McGonagall to hand out this year's new course schedule.

This matter is a bit complicated because Professor McGonagall must first confirm whether each student's 0.WL score meets the minimum requirements for the courses they choose.

Just like last year's job guidance session, everyone lined up outside the office.

This time, Siren was the first to be called in, along with Hermione.

The two students' schedules were finalized almost immediately. The only difference was that Sheren's schedule was missing one astronomy class compared to last year, while Hermione's was missing two, as she also dropped the astronomy class.

Soon, the two left Professor McGonagall's office.

It has to be said that the difference between fifth and sixth year at Hogwarts is like night and day.

In fifth grade, his daily schedule was so packed that he could only catch his breath during mealtimes.

And sixth grade —

Xilun glanced at his class schedule.

There's an Ancient Rune class in the morning, and a Defense Against the Dark Arts class. In the afternoon, there are two Potions classes, and then nothing else.

Yes, no. Since third grade, Xilun hasn't seen such a simple timetable. All the previous classes combined don't even add up to half of last year's schedule.

However, the difficulty of the courses also increases dramatically.

Take, for example, the ancient runes class we have now. Professor Babling used to teach in a very lazy manner, and the course content was relatively simple, mostly involving translating runes from hundreds of years ago.

But today she seemed like a completely different person. As soon as she entered the classroom, she prepared a huge stack of heavy books for each of them and told them that they had to finish reading them all by Wednesday.

Xilun flipped through the books, most of which were related to magic rune formulas, including but not limited to permutations and combinations, stroke symbols, and a series of variations ranging from simple to complex.

Another small part covers the practical application of runes and potential problems, which I had never learned before.

Hermione's worried expression made it clear that finishing the books before Wednesday was no easy task.

Moreover, when get out of class ended, Professor Babling assigned homework that was similar to last year's.

They not only had to hurry and finish reading the books by Wednesday, but also write a fifteen-inch-long article, two translations, and a hand-drawn concept diagram of the magic rune formula.

It's unclear whether the sudden increase in difficulty put Hermione under pressure, but she appeared very anxious for some time afterward.

And this anxiety persisted until they went to Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

After hearing Hermione's story, Harry and Ron couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy when they looked at her and Sheron.

"Who told you to choose ancient runes?" Ron said. "That course sounds incredibly difficult, and there are hardly any students in the whole school who take it."

"I bet Snape will give us a ton of homework too," Hermione said irritably.

Harry's smiling face immediately fell.

I almost forgot that the professor for this course was Snape. He went around in circles, but still couldn't shake him off.