In addition to the funeral marches and school songs carefully prepared by the twin brothers, the entire branch dinner was quite pleasant - especially for the first-year wizards, when they experienced the paths that the four giants had taken, came to Hogwarts step by step, and completed their own branch uneasy, the dinner not only filled their stomachs, but also had a taste of "the bitterness is over and sweetness is coming."

And this kind of bitterness and sweetness brings a very direct consequence.

Everyone was a little overeating.

Carl was fine, but Harry was sitting beside him... The thin Harry's belly bulged with naked eyes, and he kept burping on the way back to the lounge with Percy.

I guess he didn't hear Percy pay attention to Pipi Ghost, and he would suffer a big loss sooner or later!

Under Percy's leadership, the freshmen read out the command of "Dragon Scratch", passed the portrait of Fat Lady, and finally came to their own lounge.

Carl, Ron, Harry, Neville and a boy named Simon Finigan. Unfortunately, Harry, Neville and Simon both ate a little too much, so when Ron wanted to communicate with everyone and communicate with him, three snoring sounded.

In this case, Ron hesitated for a moment and finally did not choose to talk to Carl.

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The next day, the little wizards of Hogwarts finally started formal classes.

The first question before them was how to deal with the 142 moving steps in Hogwarts.

These steps have turned Hogwarts, which is already complex in structure, into a three-dimensional three-dimensional maze. It has brought blessings to these steps. Many young wizards envied ghosts when they first went to class - through walls and so on. It was simply too convenient.

Of course, these steps are not a problem for Carl - compared with Little Lion in the same grade, Carl obviously lacks curiosity. He only needs to determine the route to class and the library, and he will not take a wrong step.

More importantly, Carl, who got up early, followed George and Fred, and had twins as voluntary guides, and these mazes were not a problem.

Compared with Carl, Harry and Ron were not so lucky.

Harry was not used to Hogwarts' stairs, and Ron was not used to it either. Harry was a little shy, and there were too many people who looked at him secretly, so he was embarrassed to ask people; while Ron was a little arrogant. Although he got up earlier than Carl, he insisted on finding his own way.

So, on the first day they missed breakfast perfectly.

However, even with all kinds of troubles and awkwardness, Harry still enjoyed Hogwarts' days. He liked it very much and his classmates - whether it was the taciturn but very reliable Carl, Ron, who tried to imitate his brother, and even the a bit dull Neville, all these made Harry feel happy.

Compared with friends, Hogwarts' courses are under a lot of pressure.

The sleepy history of magic and the step-by-step herbal medicine are all fine, but Harry feels terrible pressure on the rest, whether it is transforming or spelling.

Especially the deformation.

Professor McGonagall carefully prepared a warning for the little wizards. She even showed her Animagus form. She became a living person on the first day of class. After the little wizards saw a cat turning into Professor McGonagall, they almost held their breath in one go.

"Transformation is a spell that you are complex and dangerous in Hogwarts classes." Professor McGonagall pushed his glasses. "If anyone wants to be naughty in my class, I will invite him out and never allow him to come in again - I have warned you."

While talking, she turned the podium into a humming pig, and then changed it back.

The content of the first class of Transformation is actually not complicated - at least to Carl's opinion - that is to turn a match into a needle.

Carl did not hide his talent at all. The first time he cast the spell, the match became sharp, the second time he cast the spell, a needle nose appeared on the other end of the match, the third time he cast the spell, the match turned silver - so, the fourth time he cast the spell, the match turned into a needle.

Professor McGonagall showed a smile on his lips when he saw this scene. She tried hard to hide her pride, happily picked up Carl's needle, showed it to the helpless little wizards, and added five points to Gryffindor.

And this time, the little wizards finally realized the relationship between Carl and Professor McGonagall. After a whisper, they quickly dispelled the jealousy that had not yet been completely brewed - jealousy did not come. Professor of Transformation and Dean Gryffindor was his mother. Carl's Transformation was beyond ordinary people and seemed to be less difficult to accept.

So, the very tormented transformation technique for Harry turned into a free reading for Carl. Professor McGonagall confirmed that Carl generously approved his abandonment behavior after previewing the transformation technique textbook for the senior grade.

"This guy is definitely a problem." Ron murmured in a low voice, "I think I need to test him!"

Poor Ron didn't realize that there was a little more contempt in the eyes of Hermione sitting beside him - Hermione obviously didn't hear his muttering clearly, but looking at Ron's appearance, Miss All-Travel thought he was jealous of Carl.

As Carl's friend (that's what Hermione himself thinks), Hermione expressed deep contempt for this behavior.

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If the Transformation just puts a lot of pressure on students, Friday's Potions class became a completely nightmare for Harry.

Potion Class professor Snape is a greasy middle-aged man. He never seems to wash his hair and rarely change his robe. These factors combined together make him look like a sinister big bat.

Because of the brain closure operation for a long time, Snape's eyes looked spiritless and empty, and because of the Uncanny Valley effect, this hollowness made Harry feel scared.

Sure enough, before Harry was mentally prepared, the venom from Snape squirted his face.

"Oh, yes," after clicking Harry Potter's name, Snape added in a voice that everyone could hear, "Harry Potter, this is our newcomer-a famous figure."

It was obviously normal and his tone was very calm, but for some reason, Harry always felt a sarcastic smell.

A low laughter appeared among the Slytherin students who were attending class with Gryffindor, which made Harry feel uncomfortable - he looked at it subconsciously, but did not catch anyone with a smile on his face.

After the laughter disappeared, Snape calmly recited the passage he had prepared for a long time.

"You are here to learn the precise science and rigorous craftsmanship of this potion."

"Since there is no silly waving the wand here, many of you will not believe it is magic - I don't expect you to truly understand the beauty of the white smoke wafting out of the scented pot, and the fragrance wafting out. You will not really understand the liquid that flows into people's blood vessels, the magical magic that makes people's hearts scatter and will be confused..."

"I can teach you how to increase your reputation, make glory, and even stop death-but there must be one thing, that is, you are not the kind of fools I often meet."

Those who know Snape are respectful—especially those Slytherins, who are very clear about their dean’s identity as the Potion Master, so they have a deep understanding of this passage.

Those guys who don’t understand potions at all and don’t usually preview have a look of uncertainty and can only feel Snape’s different temperament from his greasy appearance, but they can’t understand the content of this passage at all.

But... they will always understand.

"Potter!" Just as Harry was trying to understand this long confession, Snape suddenly spoke, "What would I get if I added the daffodil root powder to the mugwort soak?"

What grassroots powder is placed in what solution?

Harry looked at Carl beside him.

Carl is willing to do Harry a little favor, but unfortunately, Draco is now paying attention to him and he doesn't intend to expose him...

Therefore, Mr. Savior, please be blessed.

"I don't know, sir."

Seeing that Carl was unable to provide off-field aid, Harry could only lower his head with some appointment.

After getting the answer he expected, Snape curled his lips contemptuously.

"Tsk, tsk-it seems to be fame doesn't represent everything."

Unlike the calm before, Snape Oilhead Big Bat transformed into the Great Onmyoji this time, and the irony in his tone was almost overflowing.

"Let's try again...Potter, if I asked you to find me a piece of oxen, where would you go?

"In the stomach of a cow!" Harry remembered something he saw when he occasionally flipped the book, "The ox is in the stomach of a cow!"

"Oh—" Unfortunately, there was no reward for answering correctly, and then he felt even more serious sarcasm, "It seems that the famous Mr. Savior also knows to preview, right?"

Harry gritted his teeth and forced himself to stare at Snape's cold eyes.

A pair of green eyes suddenly ignited a fire in Snape, who was planning to stop, and he put his hands behind him and asked another question.

"Potter, then tell me what is the difference between a boat-shaped aconite and a wolf-poison aconite?"

"They are all aconite."

Harry's question is puzzled, but subtle and touching the correct answer.

Looking at Harry, Snape's heart was surging like a wave. It was difficult for him to express his emotions, and it was even a little difficult to maintain brain closure. Two of the three questions were correct. Maybe Harry inherited more talent from Lily?

"Maybe you're not useless." Snape gave a ok comment lightly, waved Harry to sit down, and then turned to the other students, "As for you... why don't you write down all this?!"

A sound of salsa rubbing against paper came to mind in the classroom, and while bowing his head to record, Ron and Draco made up their minds at the same time.
Chapter completed!