The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

Especially the little snakes are the most puzzled. Didn't the seniors say that the dean is very partial to their own college?

After Xiao Er sat down, he kept complaining in his heart that Si taught too much.

If you don't embarrass the son of the enemy, you will embarrass yourself, the melon-eating crowd.

Isn't it because he promised to give him the "ugly photo of Harry"?

Use the amnesia potion to remind him?

However, the debts that should be repaid still had to be paid, otherwise Snape would keep targeting him, which would be too damaging to his image in the minds of the students of the Snake Academy.

It's not good to take it for granted and continue to use the wool taught by Sisi.

You can't really scare him with the Dark Mark.

So a dead fellow Daoist will not die a poor Daoist.

He silently said in his heart: Harry, I can only apologize to you.

Chapter 34 Calculation

A potions class full of sarcasm made the little wizards physically and mentally exhausted.

During the period, the combination of Neville and Seamus even blew up the boiled abscess potion, causing many fish in the pond to suffer.

Snape had black hair.

"Tsk, you are the worst class of students I have ever brought up!"

"About abscess potion, the 5-inch homework is due in the next class, and the get out of class is dismissed!"

After class, Shaw already had a "plan" in mind, so he asked Draco and the others to go to the hall for dinner first.

After everyone had left, he started looking for old books in lockers in the classroom.

After some searching, I finally got a tattered textbook, which was densely packed with notes on brewing improved potions.

The owner of the textbook also gave himself a secondary school name: Half-Blood Prince.

So, which teenager and girl has never passed the second grade?

Shaw also wants to sit on the throne of magic and rule the world.

"Tsk, I didn't expect Sijiao's handwriting to be quite delicate."

Xiao Er randomly flipped through it, and after seeing that there were indeed "Shenfeng Wuying" and a few small curses, he put the textbook into the ring with satisfaction.

While walking towards the hall, he perfected the idea of ​​"Kengha" in his heart.

Now that he has plucked other people's wool, he decided to do things better.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this could be used as the pre-quest of "Ambush", it was perfect.

By the way, it might be possible to advance the progress of [Conquering Hogwarts (Second Ring)] in big strides.

Xiao Er felt more and more that he had the potential of a conspirator.

"I'm simply a genius!"

Afterwards, Shaw went back to the hall for dinner and supervised the evening self-study. While sitting on the high platform, he began to learn Snape's self-created "Shen Feng Wu Ying" and "Upside Down Golden Hook".

I also admire Snape's talent very much.

And his black magic talent in Azkaban is really not covered.

There is no need to cast it before self-study next night, the system has already judged that the two spells have been learned successfully.

After encouraging the little snakes, he returned to the dormitory and called Draco directly.

"I'll teach you a new spell tonight."

Draco looked puzzled.

"But I haven't learned the petrification spell yet."

Shaw patted Draco's shoulder meaningfully.

"That delay, I will teach you an interesting spell today."

"Okay, you are strong, you have the final say."

Shaw spent an hour explaining the "golden hook upside down" to Draco, and then let him study on his own.

Silent all night.

The next day, the lobby.

The students of the other three colleges watched Shaw's daily scene of burning Howler's letters.

The show-stopping twins' favorite twins ask a sporty beauty from their academy.

"Angelina, have you noticed that there are only 5 shouting letters from Shore today."

"So it won't be long before I can't see Xiao Er's coolness."

"Angelina, your focus is very strange."

"What's so strange? Isn't the delicate and elegant little brother seductive? It would be great if he was from our academy."

"Uh, let's not do it, I don't want to study by myself sooner or later."

At the teacher's seat, Professor McGonagall was also eating breakfast while watching Shaw's performance.

As a professor, there is a full-time house elf service, and you can choose to eat in your own office.

Therefore, in the usual professor's seat, other professors don't often appear to eat.

Professor McGonagall is an exception. She is the vice-principal and needs to manage the whole school, so she often haunts the hall.

By the way, there is also a professor Snape who is elusive.

McGonagall looked at the orderly and elegant dining of the Slytherin students, and then looked at the fiery scene of cooking in his own college.

He turned his head enviously and asked the indifferent Snape.

"Severus, the current atmosphere in your college is really good. You have chosen a good chief."

The corners of Snape's mouth twitched, trying to hold back a smug smile.

"so so."

The corner of Mag's mouth twitched, feeling that Snape was in Versailles, and then she sighed again.

"Oh, don't lions deserve elegance?"

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First year Slytherin class this morning is History of Magic.

The professor of this course is a ghost, named Binns, who died at the post during his lifetime, and is still dedicated to his job after becoming a soul. It is said that he has taught history of magic at Hogwarts for nearly a thousand years.

In class, Professor Binns kept talking in a monotonous voice. As for whether the students listened or not, it was none of the old professor's business.

Generally, students use it to catch up on sleep.

The grades in this class are all based on self-consciousness.

Even if Xiao Erqiang tried his best to listen carefully to the class, he was quickly defeated.

The widow really can't do it!

In fact, the little snakes around Xiao Er couldn't stand the hypnotic voice of Professor Binns long ago. Seeing that Xiao Er started to do other things, they also followed suit.

After the get out of class bell rang, Professor Binns dryly assigned homework and left through the wall.

And in the afternoon.

It's finally time for the flight lesson that the little wizards have been longing for.

The little snake and the little lions gathered together again, and started bragging about each other.

Draco: "I have been very talented in flying since I was a child. Once when I was flying in the sky on a broomstick, I narrowly avoided being hit by a Muggle helicopter."

Ron: "Che, you're so mean. I rode my brother's old broom and smashed a hang glider directly."

Seamus: "I grew up on a broom, flying around in the wilderness all day long."

Harry: "Wow, you're all so good, I hope I don't drop my broom for a while."

Along the way, Xiao Er quietly watched these excited boys in various ways, thinking about things for a while.

On the lawn in front of the castle, there are already dozens of worn-out brooms. It is very doubtful whether these brooms will fall apart when they fly.

The flying professor's name was Mrs. Huo Qi, a capable witch with short silver-gray hair. Seeing that the students were all present, she started the class immediately.

The process does not need to be repeated. (Otherwise there will be hydrological suspicion)

But when Xiao Er held the broom, the system prompt sounded.

"Ding, activate flight talent level 3."

Xiao Er was stunned and didn't care, he was not interested in this barbaric sport.

The main thing is that I was heartbroken by a certain team in my previous life, so I no longer pay attention to these large-scale sports.

Then wait for the development of things.

"Ah, ah!"

"Child, come down!"

Sure enough, what should have happened, still happened.

Mrs. Hooch just wanted everyone to experience flying three feet off the ground, but Neville's broom seemed to be ignoring his commands, and jumped straight into the sky in a crooked manner.

Neville's little face was so frightened that he was flying around in the sky, and he couldn't direct the broom at all.

Xiao Er squeezed his fists and suppressed his plan to save people.

Instead, he said to Harry coldly.

"Harry, do you want to watch your companion fall to his death? Fly to save him!"

Harry sat on the broom three feet above the ground, looking up at the sky with concern.

But when he heard Shaw's words, he was taken aback for a moment. Just as he was about to ask the other party to rescue him, Neville's broom hit the castle, and Neville also fell down and hung on a corner of the eaves. fall down.