Unbehaved Hufflepuff

With the protective spell taking effect, Hogwarts' opening ceremony began again.

As in the past, new students will be sorted into different schools first, and the changes to the school for this school year will be announced after the new students sit down.

First of all, Aurors will live with the students in the school to protect the safety of the students.

Next came the appointment of professors, with Snape becoming Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor and Horace Slughorn becoming the new Potions Professor.

At the same time, Principal McGonagall also told the story of Voldemort's resurrection.

Everyone knows the name Tom Riddle and what it represents.

Days like this have become extremely depressing, and campus life seems to have become a bit gloomier.

Unhappy and fearful students should be made the norm in schools.

But Lumi's promise last semester also gave them something to look forward to.

Lumi didn't cause trouble at today's dinner, so he will definitely cause trouble tomorrow!

The freshmen saw the seniors gearing up and seemed to be preparing for something. They didn't understand and had doubts about it.

The young wizards who have become second-year seniors looked at these newcomers, each with a trace of pity in their eyes.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, how pitiful.

They can only eat delicious food for two more years. Unlike us, the delicious food in the last week of last year is unforgettable to this day.

But they all sympathized with the students entering next year.

You can only eat it once and then never again.

That is the cruelest thing.

The cute freshmen looked at the pitiful eyes of the old students and were very confused.

They couldn't figure out this doubt all night.

The next morning, the little wizards were still unfamiliar with the castle and were wandering around, not knowing where they should go.

It's like this every year. There are always some little wizards who are not familiar with the roads and go to completely unfamiliar places.

For example, a Ravenclaw boy confidently led his roommates to open the door to the potions improvement class.

They looked at Professor Horace who was giving a lecture in the classroom and the sixth-grade seniors standing in a circle around the crucible, with deep embarrassment in their eyes.

"I'm sorry, Professor!"

They blushed with shame, turned around and ran away without even closing the door.

I even accidentally bumped into two dejected seniors in the corridor, one with black hair and glasses and a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. The other is a tall, ordinary-looking red-haired boy.

"I'm sorry, senior."

"It's okay, where are you going?"

"Charms classroom!"

"Go from that way, go down the stairs and turn left in the third corridor, which is the second room."

"Thank you, senior!"

The eaglets left happily.

Harry, who was pointing the way, retracted his finger, looked at Ron, and then suddenly laughed.

At this time, I still haven’t found the classroom.

You will definitely be late!

Speaking of which, they were both unlucky.

They stayed in the most crowded place, watching the freshmen running around like headless flies, and they were secretly enjoying themselves.

[You have to go to class, right? Hey, I have no class in the morning. 】

[That kid actually almost entered the women's restroom, hahaha. 】

While they were enjoying themselves, Principal McGonagall, who was guiding the crowd, called them over.

"It seems you have a lot of time."

"We don't have classes in the morning, Professor."

"I noticed. I thought you were going to sit in on Potions class, or do you not want to be an Auror now?"

After hearing this, Harry hurriedly expressed his attitude: "I want to be one! But I didn't get an A in the O.W.L.s exam, so I'm not qualified to listen."

This was also the point that troubled Harry the most.

After studying at the end of last semester, his grades were better, but unfortunately, his O.L.W.s results were not very satisfactory.

He only got O's in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms and Transfiguration.

The other grades were all between E and A, but luckily I didn't fail.

Ron was similar to him, but he only got an A for potions.

With this result, it is still unknown how much Lumi will be able to eat this week.

It’s difficult.

In response, McGonagall said seriously: "You didn't get an A, but that was Professor Snape's requirement. For Professor Slughorn, as long as you get an E, you can take his N.E.W.T.s course."

After McGonagall said this, Harry knew that he could go, and felt strange for no reason.

very strange.

"Then, okay, I'll be there right away."

Harry agreed.

"Go ahead, Potter."

Seeing that Harry was no longer so leisurely, McGonagall said with great satisfaction: "Ask Weasley to go with us and see how comfortable he is there."

It was because of this incident that they came to the Potions classroom.

For a moment, they couldn't tell whether this was punishment or reward.

It's good to learn knowledge, but there is no leisure time.

Even before meeting those little wizards, Ron complained to Harry.

"I don't want to go to Potions class. Quidditch tryouts are coming up and I have to practice."

But that’s just talk.

Principal McGonagall personally asked for admission, so why not go?

So they came to the classroom with mixed feelings. The little eagle had forgotten to close the door, which allowed them to come in directly without knocking.

Hearing the movement at the door, Professor Slughorn turned his head and looked.

"Ah, Harry, I was wondering why you haven't come yet, and you brought me a classmate."

His eyes were shining with a vague light. After looking Ron up and down, his eyes returned to Harry.

Ron plucked up the courage to speak: "I'm Ron Weasley, professor. But I don't know anything about potions, so I guess I'm still..."

As he spoke, he backed away quietly.

After realizing the other party's intention, Harry hurriedly blocked the door to prevent him from leaving.

Just kidding, there are only a few people in the classroom who I know, and they are all top academics. If I don't get a bad student at the same level, I can't survive in this classroom.

Look at these people in the classroom. Hermione, Malfoy, and Lumi are all here.

Oh, and that Ravenclaw number one.

This group of people are here, and there seems to be a smell of academic masters in the air.

terrible!

So Ron, you must not leave!

As if to respond to Harry's thoughts, Professor Horace nodded and said, "Harry's friends are my friends. Take out the textbooks."

Mentioning this, they were embarrassed again.

Harry hurriedly took this opportunity to say: "I'm sorry, Professor, I haven't got the book yet, and neither has Ron."

"It's okay, just go and get one from the cabinet."

Professor Horace finished speaking casually and continued to teach the students: "I just mentioned that I prepared some potions this morning. Do any of you know what these things are?"