Hogwarts of a certain magic

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Marietta was not dizzy, she firmly refused, and decided to ignore William for a lesson unless he changed his mind.

Qiu shook his head and sighed, seeming to feel helpless with his girlfriend.

It is not a good thing to like someone who is too good.

Just then, the class bell rang and Professor Quirrell walked in.

As soon as he entered the classroom, there was a strange smell around him.

"What smell?" Marietta sniffed.

As Professor Quirrell took off his hat, the smell became stronger.

It seemed that a hundred people who had eaten garlic were breathing together, and the pungent smell came up again, reminding everyone of some unbearable days last year.

"Children, you guys... well... I'm Professor Quirrell... please take out the textbook, okay?" Professor Quirrell squatted.

"Professor, what are you talking about?" Judy Crouch asked aloud."Can you speak English?"

"I'm... English... authentic... London accent." Professor Quirrell flushed.

But he stammered, with an accent, a bit curry, and he didn't know he thought he was Indian.

William really couldn't bear the smell, he held his breath for a while, and had to use Transfiguration to conjure three masks, which were divided among Qiu and Marietta.

He brought one himself.

Everyone looked at William with longing eyes, as if wishing him to change something more.

At this time, everyone regretted not listening to Professor McGonagall's class. Judy Crouch even passed a note, and it would take ten gallons to buy one from William!

For a time, masks became a scarce item.

Soon, everyone had masks.

Professor Quirrell's face was bruised, and he said angrily: "I'm... to drive away... vampires, you must know that magical creatures are afraid of... garlic."

Professor Quirrell stubbornly talked about a vampire he met in Romania.

It was still September, and the weather was very hot, and Professor Quirrell soon sweated profusely.

But he was always reluctant to take off his thick scarf.

"Can't take it off, this is... a gift from an African prince... I helped get rid of the entanglement of the resurrection zombies."

Atul of Slytherin stood up, his voice buzzing with a three-layer mask on his mouth.

"Professor, how did you defeat the resurrection zombie?"

The professor was vague and started to change the subject: "I have to say that the weather in the UK... is still as bad as ever. I prefer... winter."

"Professor Quirrell, are you lying?!"

Quirrell's face turned red, and the blue stripes on his forehead were blooming, and he argued, "I just...I just can't remember how to lie... Can't remember... what the professor said, can it be a lie?"

Successively, the incomprehensible Northern Irish accent, "Avada gnaws big melon", "Black Meng King" and so on, caused everyone to laugh: the classroom was filled with cheerful air.

But when the course was halfway up, everyone couldn't stand the professor anymore. He just read to everyone according to the textbook, and no one understood what he was talking about.

Atul of Slytherin bought Lee Jordan's Black Widow at a high price. He used a spell to enlarge the spider, and the spider soon began to run around in the classroom.

Professor Quirrell was so frightened that he immediately stepped back and almost took off his scarf.

"Professor Quirrell is really bad, it's better to be a Death Eater to teach us." Qiu complained after class was over.

Everyone thought so, Quirrell was a few Snape away from Taywen.

Rather than wasting time like this, it's better to take Snape, who has been jealous of this class, at least a little real.

But soon no one thought that way.

On Friday morning, Gryffindor and the Slytherin first-year wizard took their first potions lesson.Jiuzhou Chinese www.9zzw.com

Professor Snape once again demonstrated his deep malice.

This time it is for the boy who survived a catastrophe.

It was an undisguised, extreme disgust and hatred, and most people didn't know why Professor Snape was like this.

In fact, even if William was trapped by the Sorting Hat last year, Professor Snape did not show such malice to him.

Okay... Maybe the professor was hospitalized by Marietta before he could show his malice.

But in general, the previous Snape was normal, although he had a bad temper, a gloomy face, didn't wash his hair, yin and yang, like deducting points, and venomous tongue... In addition to these, he was still a good professor.

But this year, it seems that things have gotten worse.

In the potions class, Neville also knocked over the cauldron.

But after last year's baptism, Professor Snape found out that Neville was the second Marietta.

As soon as he was in class, he stayed away, and he was not even close to three meters away when he reprimanded Neville.

Harry was targeted by Snape and Malfoy was comfortable.

It was a kind of comfort from the inside out. He swept away the decadence of the past, and began to sway and huff again, as if Hogwarts was owned by his house.

He also ordered a map of Hogwarts from William through Artur.

Malfoy’s requirements are very high. What Malfoy’s family crest should be gilded, if the font is beautiful, and the map should have a green snake pattern, it’s best to open the map. The snakes are all dynamic. ...

With so many troublesome requests, William charges are of course very expensive.

He found a good cowhide from Hagrid, and it took a long time to fix it, and the cost was almost zero. In the end, he collected Malfoy's three hundred gold gallons.

But Malfoy also agreed. In his words, a few hundred gallons were not in his eyes.

William also told him that he could use dragon skins, but three thousand gold gallons per map.But William waited for a few days and did not receive a reply.

This disappointed him.

Even the twins didn’t have much opinion about making a map for Malfoy. After all, who could refuse Garon after giving so much money?

In the evening, Hermione found William in the library. The girl's eyes were red and she seemed to cry.

She complained that Professor Snape would not give her a chance to answer questions.

"It's me, it's me first, obviously it's me first... Whether you raise your hands or answer questions, why don't Professor Snape give me extra points!" Hermione angered.

"He only asked Harry to answer questions. This is a naked preference!"

William rolled his eyes, and Harry horribly wouldn't agree with Hermione's conclusion.

"Professor Snape is like that, you still don't raise your hand in his class."

"But, without answering the question, how can I add points to Gryffindor?" Hermione said.

"You have added enough points, haven't you?"

William actually wanted to say that if you take Professor Snape's class, don't think about adding points, thank God if you don't deduct points.

"I've inquired about it. Last year you added points to Professor Snape's class."

"I added points for saving people, not points for answering questions." William shook his head and persuaded: "Hermione, don't think about it, Snape will only ignore you in the future, and he basically ignores me now. "

To be precise, Snape would ignore anyone. He had only Harry in his eyes.

William was going to observe for a while, and if Snape still ignored him like this, he was going to openly brew other potions in class.

William's time is precious now, and it cannot be wasted!

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