Hogwarts of a certain magic

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Ravenclaw table,

William leaned his notebook against the milk jug, eating the legendary "Looking Up at the Starry Sky" while watching the contents of the book.

Looking up at the stars is worthy of the dark food of England. William took a bite of sardines and shivered. His brain was down for five seconds before he woke up.

Roar, excitement!

Hermione took a bite of salad bread and glanced at William suspiciously.

William seldom reads a book while eating, and what he reads...ancient magic text in the third grade?

At William's level, it's like graduating from college, but suddenly picking up elementary school textbooks for serious study.

It's abnormal.

Feeling the girl's gaze, William said vaguely: "I want to take a look suddenly, it's quite interesting."

"I don't know which professor substitutes for our ancient magic text." Hermione sipped the milk with a white edge on her mouth.

"Professor Sprout substitutes for the sixth grade, Professor McGonagall in the fifth grade, and you are Professor Flitwick.

In this order, we are probably Professor Snape."

Hermione wiped her mouth and said unhappily, "I would rather it be Professor McGonagall than Professor Snape."

"Because he doesn't give you a chance to answer questions?" William couldn't help but smile.

"That's because he is partial and will always only ask Harry questions." Hermione curled her lips.

"I don't know when Professor Babling will come back from the United States. I heard that she teaches best."

"She can't come back...well, at least not this year." William raised his head and asked, "Hermione, who do you want to give you an ancient magic lesson?"

"It's not Snape and Professor Trelawney."

Snape didn't give Hermione a chance to answer questions, and Trelawney was the professor she hated the most.

"I have to score points. Gryffindor has deducted too many unnecessary college points... I still want the college cup." Hermione also took out the ancient magic text textbook.

"When I first entered school, I heard Professor McGonagall say this." William laughed. "It's been said for many years. After all, you Gryffindor haven't won the Academy Cup in eight years.

So just think about things like the Academy Cup, don't worry too much."

"That's because there are always all kinds of accidents. I will definitely get my points in the ancient magic text class. Wait for it!"

Hermione shook her fist and glared at the boy innocently.

"Let's make a bet, how about it?" William said with intoxicating eyes and a soft smile: "Hermione, bet you in this class... If you can't get more than ten, you can get it. I lose!"

"What's the matter," Hermione was taken aback. "You have heard that Professor Snape is in class?"

"I'm sure he won't go to class." William explained:

"Trilawney dropped out of school in the first grade and studied in the'House Witch School'. She will not go to teach you ancient magic texts..."

Hermione rolled her eyes, and eagerly said, "Okay! As long as it's not for them, you will lose, I don't believe I can't even get ten points!"

Hermione studied with William for a long time, and basically taught herself the ancient magic in the third grade.

This is another difficult class. The teacher asks questions, and only if she raises her hand, she will definitely get the score.

Hermione asked confidently, "What is the bet? If you want to bet, bet bigger!"

William suppressed his smile and said, "You...!"

"Huh?" Hermione pursed her mouth, her eyes widened and her face flushed.

"You... make a bet!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, snorted softly, and said in a tone of calming William, "Let the other party do one thing, anything will do, the kind that can't be opposed... dare you bet?"

"Well, don't regret it." William smiled.

"I won't regret it, I'm afraid you dare to agree, but dare not do it." Hermione raised her pointed chin proudly.

William put away his notebook and poured himself a cup of coffee.

Need extra caffeine this morning, after all, it is his first class.

As for the betting... Even the casino belongs to William, and the referee is also him. What does Hermione fight with him?

William didn't do whatever he wanted to her, doing whatever he wanted.

Silly girl Yo.

After the two had breakfast, Hermione packed up the textbooks and walked towards the ancient magic text classroom.William left with her.

"Are you going to the library?" Hermione asked.

"No... I can't go to the library recently, and Mrs. Pince forbids me to go in."

"Why?"

"My voice in the library yesterday... was a little louder, she was not allowed to go." William said vaguely.

"I'll go to the ancient magic text classroom with you. A special teacher will come today. I am going to listen."

Ah, the special teacher who even William wants to listen to...

"Isn't it Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione instantly added.

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William laughed and said nothing.

The ancient Mowen classroom is located at the end of the corridor on the third floor, and is a ebony wooden door.

This door does not have a handle, only a bronze statue of a bat, hung on the edge of the door, looking like a big-mouthed bat.

When the two approached the classroom, the bat statue suddenly opened its eyes, and its mouth opened, revealing its sharp teeth.

The ebony door opened automatically.

William walked in. There were already seven or eight students sitting in the classroom.

Hermione sat down in the middle of the first row.This is the standard area where the school tyrants haunt.

The other students are sitting in the back rows.

Everyone looked at William curiously and whispered to each other, wondering why he appeared here.

Could it be that the ancient magic texts of last school year have not been used and need to be rebuilt?

But then this year was denied, and Stark needed to be rebuilt, which was completely impossible.

Several Slytherin girls looked at Hermione jealously. They were considering whether to sit in the first row.

Five minutes before class, the professor has not yet come. The whole classroom is chattering about who will substitute for them.

Everyone generally thought it was Professor Snape, and all the little snakes were extremely proud.

After a while, the door was suddenly opened and Professor McGonagall walked in.

She wore an emerald green cloak with a serious expression, and her eyes were like a knife. She swept across her square glasses.

Everyone shut their mouths and immediately took their seats, quietly like a silly badger.

McGonagall said sternly: "I heard you arguing in the office. In the whole grade, your class spoke loudest.

If I don't come, can you still run the castle on top?!"

Professor McGonagall glanced at William again and said in a serious tone: "Mr. Stark, I know you are the first time you have no experience, but you have to maintain discipline."

"I see, Professor McGonagall, sorry." William stood up awkwardly and left his seat.

Professor McGonagall closed the door gently.

William took a few deep breaths and calmly walked towards the podium. When the class bell rang, everything was ready.

Everyone looked at William walking to the podium in surprise.Everyone seems to realize something.

William looked around and said in a deep voice: "Because of some force majeure factor, this semester third grade ancient magic text teacher, I will temporarily serve as..."

The classroom was silent, and Hermione also opened her mouth wide, staring at William in disbelief.

She thought most daringly that Dumbledore came to class, but she didn't expect it to be... William.

"Are you kidding, William?" Seamus Finnigan exclaimed.

"Oh, Mr. Finnigan, I hope it's a joke too. Best I am still in my dream." William laughed.

"William, did you overhear me? I was talking to Harry and the others yesterday, it would be great if you came to class!"

Seamus Finnigan patted the table excitedly.

"They will be jealous of me!"

William pressed his hand down, "Speak down, you wouldn't want Professor McGonagall to come and listen. By the way, help maintain discipline?"

Everyone laughed in a low voice.

No one doubts that William is not strong enough, of course Professor.

The Merlin Medal and the Bravery Medal, and the battle against Thunderbirds on the train, have shown his strength.

They can't wait to follow William and learn some great magic.

at this time,

The door was opened again.

Malfoy and Pansy walked in.

Malfoy looked at William on the podium, was stunned for five seconds, rubbed his eyes, walked out again, and glanced at the classroom number.

"Mr. Malfoy, come in quickly, you didn't go to the wrong classroom." William glanced at his watch.

"But you are three minutes late... I think, Slytherin... 10 points!"

Roar, it's cool to be a teacher!

At least, he could deduct points for Slytherin.

William blinked at Hermione again.

Remind her,

do not forget,

Gambling.

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