Professor Maomao is beautiful, so you should be curious about her past.
But the moment the food appeared, Bajir forgot all about it.
The bacon was eaten in a few days, and Bagir's eyes turned green after eating only eggs, mushrooms, and pancakes for the past month.
On the train, the corned beef sandwich made by Mrs. Weasley was a delicacy that Bagir still savored to this day.
Not to mention, there are meaty foods such as roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, gravy and so on.
He suddenly forgot his reserve and started chewing like Harry across from him, shooting left and right like Ron, and his mouth was as full of oil as Goyle at the Slytherin table.
Like a kind mother, Hermione picked some vegetables: pea shoots, carrots, and put them on Bajir's plate.
He whispered and urged him to eat.
However, the other new students are actually similar to Bagir.
They are in the growing grade, and their stay lasts from 11 o'clock to evening, and afternoon tea is not included.
Then we took a boat ride in the cold wind, climbed tunnels and stone stairs, and stood waiting to be sorted.
They were also so hungry that they could eat a cow.
As a result, the ghost immediately discovered that no one wanted to hear him talk about Professor McGonagall's secret past.
What makes him even more sad is that as a ghost, he can't eat at all.
He, who had not eaten in 400 years, was floating next to Bajir, who looked the ugliest but was also the worst at eating.
Swallowing the non-existent saliva.
"It looks really good. This lamb chop is so tender! This pork chop..."
Bajir ignored him. Now Bajir didn't even have the energy to refuse Hermione's food.
Just follow the meat, gravy, and swallow the vegetables that occupy the plate.
Only Harry, who had developed a bird's stomach at the Dursley's and was not used to eating so much, paid attention to the ghost.
The ghost also started talking to Harry.
Introducing his name and identity: Sir Nicholas of Mimsy-Porpington, the resident ghost of Gryffindor Tower.
During Ron's conversation, he revealed his nickname again: Nearly Headless Nick.
Under Simo's hesitation, he showed the broken surface of his neck to the surrounding freshmen with a little flesh and skin still attached.
Now, except for Ron, almost no one wants to eat meat.
No, there is also Bajir. He is working hard and ignores everything around him.
Just like the Hufflepuff badgers at the table next to them, they didn't notice this scene either.
When Bagir's burps formed a chorus with the burps of the little badgers, the rest of the food disappeared from the plate. The plates and forks became as shiny as ever.
It’s time for dessert, pudding, ice cream of various flavors, apple pie, syrup pie, chocolate sponge cake, fried jam donuts, wine-soaked jam pudding, strawberries, jelly...
Appeared on the dinner plate again.
The other freshmen, Neville and Seamus, began to talk about their families while eating desserts.
Neville occupied the C position of the topic, vividly telling the story of how he escaped from being persecuted again and again by his uncle and awakened his magic power.
Bagir listened with interest.
Suddenly, he noticed that Ron across from him cast an admiring look: "You eat more than me! It's true that your family has been Hufflepuff for generations, and your name was not wrong!"
Bajir has not emphasized the pain of not eating meat for a month.
Eggs are not considered meaty.
I saw three red-haired boys walking over, two of them were twins.
The twins were the first to introduce themselves.
"Hello, my name is Fred."
"My name is George."
Bagir's eyes lit up, Gemini [Echo]!
But it's a little darker.
Merlin's beard! Why aren't they a pair of sisters?
Also, why are they both short and strong?
The figure of Ron and Percy Sprout didn't match at all.
"You are Ron's brothers. I am his friend."
"After all, I'm your friend too."
"Stop being so polite."
The twins nodded (Bajir: get your new friend!), and hugged Ron on the left and right.
"Well, our little brother!"
"How did this little brat introduce us to Percy's nemesis?"
The other tall red-haired guy, Percy, had an elongated face, "Why do you two give other people nicknames without permission?"
He ignored the struggling Ron and looked at Bagir, "Be careful to stay away from them. Students like us -"
He adjusted the shiny silver letter P badge on his chest, "You should set an example for other students!"
"Hey!" the twins said in unison.
"Bajir is not the good boy you imagined!"
"He was the one who killed the werewolf Fennir!"
"Yes, George, he is also good at making money!"
"Even Percy—"
"Percy paid for it obediently!"
Percy was shaking with anger, "Shut up! All you can see in your system is money!"
"Bajir is like me, he's in it for something greater than money."
He lowered his voice, "Power!"
"I'm telling you so frankly because we are brothers."
The twins made a face and let go of Ron, who was almost out of breath.
Percy smiled at Bagir and followed the twins back to his seat.
Ron was eating ice cream with a depressed look on his face, "Am I something that doesn't exist? I'm their younger brother!"
Harry, who was a little sleepy after eating, held Ron's right hand comfortingly.
Then, "Ouch!"
Cover your forehead with one hand.
Ron was a little angry, "Am I a hedgehog? If you touch it -"
The next second, his attitude changed to concern, "Harry, are you okay?"
Hermione noticed the location of Harry's pain, "Is it the scar? Could it be the aftereffects of the magic? I remember there is a school nurse in the school."
Worried about Harry, and with the foreshadowing of Bajir on the train, Ron said the name again.
"Voldemort?"
Quirrell, who was at the guest of honour, was wearing a ridiculous scarf and had been trying to harass Snape. He straightened his scarf and glanced this way.
"oops!"
At this glance, the pain that Harry had just subsided resurfaced for a second.
"What's wrong?" Bajir was rarely concerned. He didn't remember Harry being in pain twice.
"It's Quirrell!" Harry was very sure. "I thought it was Snape just now, because the look in his eyes at me was hatred and resentment."
"But I didn't notice that the pain started after Quirrell's scarf blocked Snape's view."
"The second time I was in pain, Snape didn't look at me. Only Quirrell looked at me."
"The plot has changed!" Bajir mused.
He checked the gem: 13552.571(+0.001/s)
"For time-increasing gems, it costs about 1,400 for Malfoy to fall into the water, and about 2,000 for talking to Professor Cat."
"Get rid of them—"
"No increase! Doesn't this count as mine?"
"Is there any more royal law! Is there any more law!"
Harry couldn't hear Badir's thoughts.
He mistook Bajir's sudden change of expression as concern.
"This shouldn't be a big problem. Maybe it's the resonance between black magic?"
"Hagrid said that Quirrell used to be very well-read, smart, and courageous. He traveled a lot in order to gain first-hand practical experience."
"The reason why he is like this a year later seems to be because of the attack of vampires in the dark forest, the curse of an old witch, or something like that."
"Then I was so timid now, afraid of students, even afraid of the subjects I taught."
Bagir, who had regained his composure, prompted: "Have you seen Quirrell before? Your scar didn't hurt at that time, right?"
"It doesn't hurt?" Harry frowned, "Did I guess wrong?"
"Humph!" Ron took a bite of the pie, "You're right!"
(Bajir’s black face: That’s right!)
"It is said that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was cursed by Voldemort! This is why the professor of this position changes every year."
"Harry, school hadn't started yet before you met Quirrell."
Harry nodded.
Ron: "Didn't the answer come out soon? The reason why he didn't respond before was because he was not the professor of this course yet."
"The reason you are reacting now is because your scar and the curse on this course were left by Voldemort!"
