Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!The storm finally stopped the next morning.However, the ceiling of the auditorium is still a gloomy mist.

Professor McGonagall seemed to be involved in the emergency repair last night. He looked tired in the morning and was slouchingly handing out class schedules.

William picked up his timetable and looked at it carefully.

Good guy, I don’t know, I was taken aback.

Although I have been mentally prepared, the densely packed schedule still makes my scalp numb.

This year of OWLs in the fifth grade, a posture of a senior sprint class for graduation.

Brad, William’s roommate, didn’t have any eyesight. When he got the class schedule, he whispered:

"Will Mrs. Hooch's flight lesson club be held regularly?"

Professor McGonagall was in a bad mood at first, and he became even more unhappy when he heard this, and gave him a stern look.

The expression was like... Brad was asking something heinous.

More specific description, much like William's math teacher in his previous life.

She often occupies physical education classes, and when she hears students asking'where is the physical education teacher going', the boss is upset.

At that time, in order to keep his physical education class from being robbed, William was naive, so in the name of the physical education teacher, he stuffed a love letter in the bicycle of the math teacher.

Before long, the physical education teacher really married a math teacher.

Also sent a wedding candy in the class.

Therefore, in those few years, the physical education teacher's illness did not heal, and William never took physical education classes again.

This is really a sad story.

"What's wrong with Professor McGonagall, I think she seems a little unhappy." Hermione walked over and sat down next to William.

"It was probably because I stayed up late last night and I was in a bad mood." William casually explained: "Menopausal women are like this, you will also..."

William shut up suddenly, and he almost made a death declaration in a smooth manner.

"What happened to me from now on?" Hermione raised her eyebrows, her eyes gleaming dangerously.

"You mean to say... I will be grumpy like Professor McGonagall... well, menopause?"

William looked helpless.

Hermione snorted, stepped on the back of William's foot and twisted it slightly.

William pretended to be pitiful.

Hermione was reluctant and gave another angry look, and snatched away the luxurious honey-glazed chicken he had rolled herself.

William watched eagerly, and he just took a bite of the pork bun... it was gone.

William had to re-roll himself, change the subject, and asked with a smile: "Guess what Professor Dumbledore said to me last night?"

The girl tilted her head and didn't want to talk to him, but she still listened with her ears upright.

William quickly said everything about last night.

Hermione bit a piece of chicken into her mouth, her cheeks bulging, and the pear vortex propped up, vaguely said: "Tom must be looking for Horcrux..."

"Yes, we can find the fourth Horcrux this semester."

That's right... The diary, the crown, the Slytherin ring... Finally there is news of the fourth Horcrux.

"Can I follow along?" Hermione hesitated.

William smiled and said, "Of course I can.

As long as the scene where Dumbledore went mad the last time does not appear, there is hardly much danger.

Hermione nodded vigorously, then grinned happily.

Then, William brought up Dumbledore's matter about the Triwizard Tournament.

"The professor meant...you can participate?" Hermione's eyes lit up.

"Why am I attending... You still don't understand what Dumbledore meant." William shook his head.

"The principal is suggesting that many people can participate."

Hermione was thoughtful and asked with suspicion: "That's not good...this is the Triwizard Tournament..."

"Cheating is the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament." William raised his hand, reached out and scratched Hermione's delicate nose, and smiled: "We are just using the rules reasonably."

In addition to using this competition to promote exchanges with the two schools, Dumbledore also wanted to train a group of little wizards.

Dumbledore is always engaged in education, and wants to train outstanding students.

Especially the next wizarding war...coming soon!

Without William, he would certainly not do it.

But as the principal said: Many students have indeed died, and professors have been injured.

But this time, he was not worried.

With William in the background, what does he need to worry about?!

Just worry...not enough to let yourself go!

"Don't tell anyone about these things in advance." William said quickly.

Hermione nodded quickly.

At this moment a few people came in the distance, Qiu, Cedric, Fred and George all came.

Qiu, Fred, and George are discussing what magical way they can use to make them older, and then they will get through and participate in the triwizard competition.

Cedric is not involved in this topic. Although he is not an adult, his birthday is at the end of September.

When the Triwizard Tournament began, he was already an adult and was eligible to participate in the election.

Seeing William holding the timetable, Fred smirked:

"William, we had some inspiration last year, about some kind of quick-acting skipping candy.

You have to help us develop it. The potion made before is always not effective"

"That's right, the students will like it very much." Fred continued.Long Long Novel Network www.lonbook.com

"Also, we have just developed a nosebleed nougat, as long as it is eaten, the nosebleed will continue to flow.

In the end you all shrank into a ball, but we haven't worked out the antidote yet."

"Why do you need to skip class candy?" Hermione asked.

"The fifth grade is O.W.Ls." George said as expected.

"so what?"

"That means, William and the others have to deal with exams endlessly, right?

Will let William have no time to date you."Fred said gleefully.

"Is dating important or learning important?" George laughed: "Of course it's dating."

Hermione blushed, glanced at William, and said seriously, "The two do not conflict."

"Well..." Fred shrugged.The world of Xueba is not a field he can set foot in.

"But you have to think about those ordinary wizards." George said cheerfully

"We are here and experienced. For the sake of O.W.Ls, half of our classmates had a little trouble."

"Anyway, fifth grade is really a nightmare year," Fred said solemnly, "you will feel it in the first lesson."

In fact, the twins were right. The history of magic in the first lesson gave the fifth-grade little wizard a smashing power.

Professor Bins, who was boring and talked a little, also mentioned O.W.Ls exam.

He whizzed and talked for half an hour, those in history... "The tragic experience of a student who failed to pass the history of magic."

"Especially the first Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald!"

Professor Bins said nonsense:

"When he was sixteen, he didn't get a certificate of history of magic, so he was expelled from Durmstrang!

From then on, he embarked on the path of crime and became the Dark Lord.

If he has a certificate, maybe everything is different, maybe he will become the principal of Durmstrang."

Everyone has realized that it turned out to be the Dark Lord... as long as the history of magic is broken.

Professor Bins became even more angry when McLagen asked if there was a summary of owls' history of magic.

"What I have talked about is the main point, and all I mentioned are the test sites!"

"..."

Since the teacher does not draw the key points, everyone can only listen carefully.This kind of enthusiasm is only available to the newly enrolled Xiaomeng new wizard.

But without lasting fifteen minutes, the students began to lie on the table in rows.

No one can resist this "sleep magic" aimed at the soul.

Alan Harris of Ravenclaw is the loudest snore.

Professor Bins angrily deducted Slytherin ten points.

In the second class of transfiguration, Professor McGonagall also spent fifteen minutes, emphasizing O.W.The importance of Ls exam.

"If there is no serious study and application," Professor McGonagall said seriously, "you will not be able to pass the O.W.Ls exam."

"I think that as long as the time and energy are invested, there is no reason for all the students in this class to not get the O.W.Ls certificate of transformation."

Professor McGonagall's annual pass rate is still very high.At least in the forefront of Hogwarts school subjects.

Unfortunately, due to the impact of the previous class, many students were sleepy.

Matthew Wickfield went too far, the fancy show snored, grinds and talks in sleep.

How could Professor McGonagall bear it? She knocked on the table and said angrily:

"How can you sleep? At your age, you can sleep?

Not a little promising!"

In an instant, all the students were sober and looked at Professor McGonagall shiveringly.

Professor McGonagall began to explain the Vanishing Curse.

"Today we are going to start learning the Vanishing Mantra. The Vanishing Mantra is simpler than the summoning mantra that you usually practice when you reach the N.E.W.Ts level, but it is still the hardest one in your O.W.Ls exam. magic."

Professor McGonagall was right. Until the end of get out of class, no one except William made the practice snail disappear.

He just touched the wand lightly, and the snail used for practice disappeared.

Everyone ignored William, and Professor McGonagall continued to learn his own things.

Qiu tried several times to make the color of the snail become very light, but in the end it did not succeed.

At the end of the class, Professor McGonagall asked some more points.

"I have talked about this problem eight hundred times, and I won't raise my hand."

She looked around coldly, no one raised her hand.

"The ones who didn't raise their hands, right?" Professor McGonagall pursed his lips, "Okay, you can talk about it!"

Elena Skalana was demented for two seconds before she was sure it was her.

In sympathetic eyes, she put down the fat chicken doll in her hand and stood up tremblingly.

She fumbled for a long time, like Cedric with a mandela.

"No, why don't you raise your hand?" Professor McGonagall said harshly.

Elena looked at Professor McGonagall with red eyes.

"Look at the blackboard and see what I am doing? Is there a Vanishing Curse on my face?"

Elena started crying suddenly.

McGonagall: "..."

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