Chapter 11: Small Classroom of Speech

"It turns out that there are 2000 fear points, plus the new 800 points, that is 2800 points"

Lester snapped his fingers and slowly calculated his income.

The light prisoners in Azkaban had a total of 10 cells for 8 people, and he had already conquered three of them by relying on his personality.

There are 7 cells left of the prisoners waiting for their own redemption.

Facing the confused prisoners of Azkaban, Lester naturally couldn't favor one over another.

He made sure that all the prisoners of Azkaban could learn the ancient philosophy from the East.

As soon as the eight prisoners with aggrieved faces were included in his small Analects study class, Lester immediately entered the invisible state again.

Without stopping, he went to the next cell.

The operation was the same as Leicester's method before, first he took a knife and stabbed everyone's waist first.

Then "good words and good words" persuaded them to join their own small class of Analects of Confucius.

In this way, with Leicester's diligent efforts, it only took half a day.

All the petty criminals in Azkaban had a blood hole in their waists, and at the same time, the number of people in the Analects of Confucius learning class reached the highest peak in history.

Including Leicester, a total of 79 people joined the small class of Analects of Confucius.

The goal of recruiting all petty criminals was successfully accomplished.

. . . . . .

Lester's third day in jail.

The sky in Azkaban was still gloomy as usual, and a large number of dementors haunted every corner of the island.

The Aurors stationed on the edge of the island were bored lying on the bench, chatting with their colleagues about the homework.

Thanks to the notoriety of the dementors, the prisoners of Azkaban have not caused trouble for a long time.

Therefore, the Aurors in charge of management had nothing to do all day long, so they had to stay idle in the office built by the Ministry of Magic every day.

Waiting wholeheartedly for the arrival of the rotation.

At this moment, they were still in a state of relaxation, unaware that the entire Azkaban had turned into the shape of Leicester.

"The three armies can win the commander, but the common man can't win the ambition"

On the outskirts of the huge Azkaban, all the light criminals had dark circles under their eyes, shaking their heads and reciting ancient poems that had already been carved into the depths of their souls.

They hadn't felt this way in a long time since they graduated from Hogwarts.

The loud reading sound resounded throughout the prison, even in the deepest cell in Azkaban, the sound of reading aloud outside could still be heard.

"Let me ask you, people don't know, but they are not stunned, are you not a gentleman? What does this sentence mean?"

In the cell, Lester held a small knife, looked at the wretched old man in front of him with a smile, and waited for his answer.

Facing Lester's sudden question, the wretched old man swallowed nervously, his rotten head was running crazily, and the whole person entered a state of brain storm.

After a long time, the old man's eyes suddenly brightened, and he said cautiously: "Some people don't know my name, but I haven't gotten angry yet, this is already a gentleman."

Lester: "."

Listening to the old man's outrageous explanation, Lester raised the knife in his hand expressionlessly.

He extremely suspected that this wretched old thing in front of him was playing tricks on him!

Seeing Lester suddenly lift the knife, the wretched old man was trembling with fright, and at the same time, his ignorant eyes were full of confusion.

He thought that there was nothing wrong with his explanation like this!

Looking at the wretched old man with a confused and helpless expression, Lester hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't go down with the knife.

It wasn't because he felt pity for this old man, but because he suddenly remembered that he didn't ask them to read the Analects of Confucius to really help him change his past and start a new life.

How he got into Azkaban, until now, Lester himself is clear.

He was obviously falsely imprisoned because he offended a pure-blood noble.

So why was he working for the Ministry of Magic?

Instead of making these prisoners reform, he should make them even crazier.

Hooligans are not to be feared, but they are cultured.

If I can teach this group of prisoners the culture of the underworld in the prison, I will wait for them to be released from prison.

That is the cultured underworld!

Facing this new generation of dark wizards with faith, culture and discipline, I believe the Ministry of Magic will definitely have a headache.

"Okay!!!" Lester clapped his hands suddenly, scaring the wretched old man who was still panicking and almost jumped up.

"You old bastard is really talented!"

Although the old man's crimes are indeed disgusting, his ideological consciousness is still very high.

Didn't you see that people easily translated the true meaning of the Analects of Confucius?

"You will be the class representative of the Analects of Confucius from now on!" Lester waved his hand and directly accepted the position of the wretched old man.

He wanted the wretched old man to 'translate' all the famous sayings in the Analects, and then pass them on to the other prisoners.

When this group of educated prisoners is released from prison, the Ministry of Magic will definitely be in a daze!

"Yes" Facing the pie that fell from the sky, the wretched old man was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic, and immediately took over the class to represent this position.

"Okay!" Lester was very satisfied, and immediately said: "Then I will test you."

Seeing that Lester was about to test himself, the wretched old man immediately became serious.

Whether it's a dragon or a worm, whether you can get Leicester's reuse depends on how your answer is this time!

Lester pondered for a moment, and decided to ask a simple question first, in case the old man would not be able to answer it.

"If a gentleman is not serious, he is not powerful. What does this mean?"

Facing Lester's question, the wretched old man immediately said without hesitation: "My lord, you must hit hard, otherwise you won't be able to establish your prestige!"

Hearing the old man's outrageous explanation, Lester's eyes almost went straight.

But after thinking about it carefully, this explanation is quite suitable for this group of dark wizards!

Lester went on to say: "A gentleman loves money, and he gets it in a proper way."

Perhaps with Lester's approval, the wretched old man became more and more confident. As soon as Lester finished asking, the wretched old man immediately replied: "I like money, so it makes sense to take your money of!"

And after finishing the answer, the wretched old man nodded in agreement, obviously he also agrees with this sentence very much.

The wretched old man "Prison Chief" asked in admiration: "These famous sayings were put forward by that great Eastern philosopher! They are all wise sayings! I, Leonardo, want to immediately worship him as a teacher!"

Lester: "."

Facing the question from Leonardo, that is, the wretched old man, Lester couldn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he said slowly: "It is a great philosopher named Confucius. These principles are all put forward by him and his disciples."

"Fear!" Hearing the philosopher's name, the wretched old man couldn't help shrinking his pupils.

As expected of a great philosopher who can say so many truths, even his name is so domineering!

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