Settle at Hogwarts

"Squeak!" [Okay! 】

Tabor rubbed and sniffed the increasingly black hair, opened a bottle of cherry juice and took a long sip.

"Cherry, why did you suddenly become a lady? Is it time to find a partner?"

"Squeak!" [No! 】

Tabor didn't force it, but in this quiet environment, he suddenly missed Sesame.

The sesame seeds that Tabor was talking about didn't fly in from the window until evening.

After leaving a reply letter to his master, he flew to the shelf next to him and fell asleep.

Tabor opened the letter and replied. In the letter, Ms. Marchban first expressed her agreement with Tabor's ideas and "revealed" the topic of the alchemy class of the wizard level examination.

The weight of these materials is not light for Owl. No wonder it took Zhima so long to bring it back.

Tabor glanced at Sesame with some distress, then silently grabbed an extra handful of owl food and put it in Sesame's rice bowl.

On September 9st, Tabor arrived in the auditorium before dinner and sat on the teacher's bench, with Professor Kettleburn and Professor Mellors beside him.

Students from second to seventh grade came in one after another from outside the auditorium and took their seats at four long tables.

Tabor saw many familiar faces among them, and Rubeus Hagrid's big man stood out in the gold and red.Tom Riddle is honored to become a prefect this year, and he seems to have many "friends" around him.

Also, there was Myrtle Elizabeth Warren, a fourth-year Ravenclaw girl. This was the first time that Tabor noticed this ordinary-looking schoolgirl with glasses.

"Tabber, how do you feel when you sit in this place for the first time?" Kettleburn asked with a smile.

"Not bad," Tabor replied, then looked at the people around him carefully: "Only if you don't bring any dangerous magical animals with you today."

"Ah, haha!" Kettleburn smiled awkwardly and quickly assured: "Of course, no."

Tabor felt more and more uneasy, and quickly moved to the side, closer to Mellors, an old professor who seemed to be more reliable at first sight.

"Prince, I heard Principal Dippet say that after a student applied to stay in school to teach, he thought I could finally drop out."

Mellor's tone was full of helplessness. You should know that he was older than Dumbledore, and he was taught Defense Against the Dark Arts that required practice, which was physically too much for him.

"Professor, don't worry, someone will take over your class soon. Don't be reluctant to leave him when the time comes!" Tubo said, glancing in Tom's direction, and then at Grindelwald's Dumbledore.

"Do you like the junior student you like? The male prefect of Slytherin?"

Tabor nodded. It was not too difficult for Professor Mellors, who was proficient in Defense Against the Dark Arts, to find the direction in which he should focus his attention.

"He's really good."

Professor Mellors didn't say much because Dumbledore had already walked out and the new students were almost there.

Among this year's freshmen, Tabor didn't know anyone he was familiar with, so he didn't pay special attention to them.

After the branching, President Dippet introduced the changes in professors and the changes in elective courses this year, which attracted a burst of exclamation from everyone.

Students in third grade and above must also reconfirm their course selection tonight.

When Tabor looked at the long list of course selections handed to him, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.The alchemy classroom is not that easy to enter. First, a standard magic pattern must be used to allow the spiral staircase to lead to the outside of the tower.

And then at the end of the stairs, you have to be brave enough to take that step.He really didn't know how many people would be able to arrive in his classroom successfully tomorrow.

"Principal Dippet, forget about the third grade. If the fourth to seventh graders can't even enter the classroom for this week's alchemy class, can you give them a chance to choose other courses?"

Principal Dippet thought of Taber's application materials and agreed to his request without hesitation.

"If they really don't have talent, they can re-select courses. This is the first year after all, so we should try our best to achieve some results. You are the only one in this year's class of ancient magic pattern. I am looking forward to alchemy next year. Exceeds the ancient magic pattern."

Tabor thought of Ms. Marchban's letter. For those with truly good talents, it is not difficult to achieve an O score in alchemy in one year.However, seventh-grade students do not just learn one subject. Unless they use a time converter, it is really not easy.

"This, I'll try my best."

Principal Dippet didn't force it, he just patted Taber on the shoulder and slowly walked back to the principal's office.

"Ta...Professor Prince, congratulations on successfully staying in school. I also signed up for your alchemy class."

Looking at Tom who was approaching him, Tabor was subconsciously wary of him.

"I thought you weren't interested in this! But why didn't you, the prefect, lead the new students?"

"I asked them to wait a moment. After all, you were once the senior of Slytherin. Everyone is willing to go back later."

Tabor's eyes darkened as he looked at the freshmen and several other prefects who were waiting quietly.

"So, you just came to congratulate me?"

Seeing that Tabor's tone was not good, Tom said cautiously: "Professor, I didn't do anything to Viola. After she kicked me out, I never had a chance to explain."

Seeing that Tom deliberately exposed the red line left by the Unbreakable Curse on his arm, Tabor nodded calmly.

"She just has a little girl temper. Since you don't like her anymore, don't get close to her."

Tom lowered his head, hiding the emotion in his eyes: "Okay, okay."

"Tom, I used to be your senior, and now I'm your professor. If you really have any questions, you can ask me directly, any questions."

"I understand, then I'll go and guide the new students."

Tabor looked at Tom's back as he turned away, feeling that he didn't give up so easily.

"Is this Tom?"

Dumbledore appeared quietly next to Tubo and asked in a low voice.

"You should have Dumbledore's memory, right? Why bother asking me?"

Hearing this somewhat unflattering tone, Grindelwald had no choice but to endure it in order not to damage Dumbledore's image.

"I don't think he's that good either. Although his magic power is relatively powerful among his peers, it's still far behind compared to you."

Tabor pursed his lips: "Perhaps in terms of pure magic power, I can always beat him. But he is the same type of person as you, and both have the ability to be followed. Coupled with Slytherin's ambition, it is indeed It may cause the wizarding world, which has finally calmed down, to stir up trouble again."