Professor Snape was expressionless about Dumbledore's hints, as if he wasn't very interested in fancy things.

   If he organized everyone to brew potions while singing the school song, he thought it would be pretty good, but Dumbledore would obviously not agree to this suggestion.

   Snape held back his words, but after a while, he finally couldn't hold it any longer and took a breath, but he was almost not killed by the smell.

  Snape hurriedly covered his nose with his robe, glanced at Professor Quirrell again, and swept the air with disgust.

   Does this guy never take a shower?

  Professor Snape shook his greasy hair with disgust in his eyes.

   He turned his gaze towards the auditorium again, just in time to meet Harry.

   "Oops!" Harry covered his forehead with one hand.

   "What's the matter?" Percy asked.

   "No...nothing." The burning pain disappeared in an instant, just like when it came.

What    lingered was the feeling Harry got from the teacher's eyes, he felt that the teacher didn't like him at all.

   really didn't like it at all, and Snape stared into Harry's eyes and glanced at that face in disgust.

   He seemed to be looking at a blowfly, and even vomited out the overnight meal.

   Damn...why do you have such a long face?

   This face...is not worthy of such a pair of eyes!

   Soon the dinner was announced, and under the leadership of the prefect, everyone returned to the common room.

  Ravenclaw has replaced a new door knocker, only the one with a mechanical sound, which makes many little wizards extremely regretful, swearing to find the thief who stole the door knocker, and then kill him.

  The new prefect Penello-senpai took the little wizards to visit the common room to perform Robert's duties last year.

   She performed well tonight and was sought after by many students.

  William returned to his dormitory with Bobo Tea, he needed a good rest.

   Early the next morning, William got out of bed and went to the auditorium with Qiu.

   One of Ravenclaw's classes is Transfiguration, and they're taking Hufflepuff's little wizards.

  Professor McGonagall is known for her sternness, and no one wants to be late for her class.

  The Ravenclaw table was already full of students, and everyone was still discussing last night's banquet.

The    twin brothers waved to them, and the two sat directly at the Gryffindor table.

  Professor McGonagall was handing out the third grade timetable, and George helped Fred get one too.

   "What's our first class?" Fred was eating toast, so it was inconvenient to read the class schedule.

   "The old liar's class." George glanced at Professor McGonagall not far away and whispered.

   "Old liar... Who is it?" Qiu asked in confusion while holding a glass of milk.

   "The old liar...it's Professor Trelawney from the divination class." Fred took a bite of the toast and said vaguely: "Have you not heard the terrible campus legend?"

   "No." William shook his head.

   "You should know." George pursed his lips, and when Professor McGonagall wasn't paying attention, he secretly imitated her demeanor and way of speaking.

   "I'm in the second grade, and I have to choose courses next year. This is a very important stage in magic education. After all, the fifth grade requires a general witchcraft level test..."

   Several people laughed, and Professor McGonagall glanced at them suspiciously.

   "Okay, don't laugh, Professor McGonagall will be here later," George said.

   "Professor Trelawney predicts the death of a student every year. This is a terrible campus legend."

   "But it never materialized," Fred shrugged, "everyone knows she's an old liar, the kind that eats and drinks, and doesn't know why Dumbledore keeps her.

   I always suspected that Professor Trelawney was his granddaughter. "

   "Hey, don't be so mean, her prophecy has been fulfilled a few times." George laughed. "She said the year before that a professor would leave us forever, and Professor Robert died soon."

   "Yeah, good luck." Fred said in an exaggerated tone.

"It doesn't matter whether she has real skills or not, but in her class, you only need to be able to lie to pass easily. These are what the seniors said." George said happily: "And in terms of lying, we are masters, born !"

   "Yeah, in addition to being easy to take a divination class, there are many other benefits." Fred said.

   "As long as you take her class, you can distract yourself and do what you want to do. You just need to predict that something will happen to you every night. It's very simple."

The    twin brothers passed on the collected information, and hoped that William and Qiu Nian would also take her class.

   "Cedric, you also took a divination class?" Qiu asked.

   Where there is Autumn, there is Cedric. He didn't know when he came. At this time, he was sitting next to Autumn, leisurely dipping Lao Ganma with bread.

  Since it was bought in autumn and recommended by William, Cedric used a spoon to spread layer after layer of bread.

   He really thought it was butter!

   "I didn't take this class." Cedric took another piece of bread.

   Unlike the twins, he doesn’t need the kind of courses that he can easily pass, he just needs to choose the courses that are useful to him.

   He took several difficult courses.

   Among them is the study of ancient rune.

  William is also taking this class on his own now, but he has been in contact with it in the time loop, which is a bit faster than Cedric.

   Cedric also chose to study the texture of plants, which was helpful in his wand making.

   "You even chose Muggle Studies." William looked at Cedric's timetable in surprise.

   Several people gathered around.

   "Just interested." Cedric stuffed some cream into his Big Mac again.

   "Cedric, you want to learn how to get along with Muggles for someone, right?" William laughed.

   Qiu's parents are Muggles, so this someone naturally refers to Qiu.

   "No, I'm just Muggle-loving."

  Cedric shook his head lightly, but gave William a thumbs up behind his back.

   worthy of being a good brother and a good wingman, he said what he thought but was inconvenient to say.

   Just then, Hermione followed the Gryffindor students, carrying the small bag William had given her in her hand.

  The small bag of the traceless stretching spell, William made one for several of them, which can store five cubic meters of space.

  There is also such a thing in the sales list of Akali's mystery shop, and it is expensive.

   After all, the Traceless Stretching Spell is a very high-end spell~lightnovelpub.net~ Not just anyone can make it.

  Hermione sat down next to William, picked up a glass of milk, took out William's first grade notes, and began to study hard while eating.

   "Hermione, I remember you shouldn't have classes in the morning, right?" William wondered, "This is the first day, why are you here so early?"

   "Go to the library after dinner," Hermione said of course: "I heard that if you don't go early, there will be no seats. Would you like me to get a seat for you later?"

   "It's not that exaggerated." William frowned slightly.

   "Professor Dumbledore would be very pleased if the little wizards at Hogwarts were so eager to learn."

   "By the way, who told you these words?"

   "My roommate Lavender Brown told me last night." Hermione took a bite of the bun and tilted her head. "What's wrong?"

   uh... William suddenly found out that this little girl was isolated after only one night of coming to school.

   And she didn't realize it yet.

  Poor baby.

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