Professor Babbling prayed that John would not say anything too outrageous.
But she was wrong again.
John met her looking refreshed, and his very first words plunged Babbling into despair.
"The classroom atmosphere wasn't very good. The students hardly spoke at all."
"We really need to liven up the lessons," John remarked.
Babbling's heart trembled when she heard that.
With immense difficulty, she asked, "Professor Wick, what exactly did you teach?"
"Nothing much." John waved a dismissive hand. "Just some ancient magic, along with Elvish, the Flora Colossus language, and things like that. These ancient languages can provide wizards at their current level with excellent healing and protection."
John felt he had given them some special coaching for the dueling competition.
Ancient magic could work even greater wonders in a duel.
Professor Babbling stood frozen.
The Flora Colossus language?
Did he mean that Flower God Colossus that was already extinct in the Wizarding World?
Had he not brought them up, Babbling would never even have imagined that those "I am Groot" Flora Colossus could say anything else.
The cruelest reality was that even Professor Babbling did not know that language.
She desperately wanted to tell John that a single copy of Advanced Runes would give the students a wealth of knowledge to learn.
Besides, this was only a student duel. With very few exceptions, most of the ancient magic that had survived was lethal.
They would not have enough magic power to use ancient magic in their duels, either.
It was not as though the professors were competing.
All the words Professor Babbling wanted to say rolled around in her mouth, only to emerge as, "Thank you so much, Wiz-Professor Wick."
In excellent spirits, John left with a spring in his step.
After watching John leave, Professor Babbling sagged against