The prefect takes the lead in not doing homework? Seeing the comparison between the way the prefect was writing furiously and the way he gave a speech about Hufflepuff's new glory, Hope felt that the matter was hanging by a thread.
Looking at Mr. Hufflepuff next to him, he completed his homework seriously and was ranked first in his grade. Hope put his arm around Cedric's shoulders and said sincerely: "The important task of revitalizing Hufflepuff will be left to you."
Cedric:? ? ?
After separating from Cedric, Hope found her dormitory, pushed the door open and entered. There were three beds in total, and her luggage had been neatly placed on the bedside.
The other two roommates came, one was thin and tall, and the other looked a bit strong. At this time, the thin roommate was holding a wand and talking to the other one. When he saw Hope After coming here, I stopped.
The thin roommate greeted: "Our dormitory is finally here. Hello, my name is Mateo Ollivander."
The strong roommate said, "Caleb Kahn."
"Hope Lloyd." Hope felt that Mateo's last name seemed familiar, and asked, "Ollivanders? Which is the wand shop in Diagon Alley?"
Mateo puffed up his chest and said quite proudly: "That's my grandfather's shop. I also want to become a stick maker in the future."
Mateo is a bit talkative, but Hope thinks he will become a powerful wand master. I wonder if it is Ollivander's family talent. His memory is surprisingly good, and he clearly remembers the wand materials and core. , and the combination of each material is clear and logical.
Caleb is much quieter. None of his family knows magic. His father is a kickboxing athlete and his mother is a hospital doctor. No wonder he is so strong.
The three of them went to bed without chatting for long. After all, they had just finished eating, so it was normal to feel sleepy. They had been on a train for more than ten hours before, and no matter how excited they were, they still couldn't help but have their eyelids twitching.
Early the next morning, a breeze blew into the dormitory, and Hope woke up with a shiver. He was too sleepy from talking last night and forgot to close the window. The weather in England was quite cool in September, and the position of his bed was just right. Facing the window.
Hope reluctantly got up from the bed, stretched to the window and closed it. He looked at the time and saw that it was only after seven o'clock, and the class time was nine o'clock.
Forget it, I went back to sleep. I put on my clothes and looked at my roommate who was still sleeping. Hope didn't disturb him. Class didn't start until nine o'clock. They couldn't oversleep.
After a simple wash, Hope left the dormitory and came to the common room. Several people were sleeping on the seats in the common room, with parchment on their pillows and quills in their hands.
One of them looked particularly familiar. Hope took a closer look. Isn't this the fifth-grade prefect who took the lead in copying homework? I wonder if the miracle of one person, one pen and one myth was realized last night.
He walked out of the lounge and followed the stairs to the auditorium. This staircase made him very unhappy. It seemed to be against him and kept changing directions.
Although it was only after seven o'clock, there were already some people in the auditorium. Among them, the Ravenclaw table had the most people, and there were also a few sitting here and there in other colleges.
Look at our Hufflepuffs, I am the only one.
While Hope was eating breakfast happily, a man walked over quietly.
"Classmate, are you a freshman?"
Hope turned around and saw the Gryffindor sign. He said casually: "Yes, what can I do? And how do you know that I am a new student?"
The Gryffindor student said: "It's very simple. Hufflepuff students usually go to the kitchen for breakfast by themselves."
"The school is very big and it's easy to find the classrooms. Do you want a map?"
Hope was stunned and felt very ashamed. How could he have such a deep prejudice against Hufflepuff? It was all because of the prefect who didn't do his homework.
Under the deception of the Gryffindor senior, Hope finally bought a map for 5 Sickles, which was a bit expensive. At this price, she could buy 5 chocolate frogs.
Hope didn't know if it was worth the price. Although the drawing was a bit sloppy, the location of each classroom was marked on it and the changes in the stairs at each time period were also marked. The locations and passwords of several secret passages were also included.
Seeing that there was still some time before class started, Hope decided to take a walk around based on the map and find out where each classroom was. What classes were there today? There is a Charms class in the morning. There is nothing to do in the afternoon. There is no class in the afternoon.
Looking at it this way, the first-year courses are a bit ridiculous. There are eight classes in Astronomy, Herbology, Flying, History of Magic, Charms, Potions, Transfiguration, and Defense Against the Dark Arts, five days a week, the most. There are two classes a day, the least one is no class, and there is a Quidditch match on the weekends.
Compared with the aristocratic primary school I went to, this is a truly happy education.
Looking at the map, Hope quickly found the Charms classroom. The Charms classroom is on the fourth floor, and the library is also on this floor. You can go and have a look after class. Although his grandfather’s library has a lot of books, apart from the family Most of the inherited items are popular goods. The Hogwarts library is different. It has everything you can and cannot see.
Pushing open the door of the Charms classroom, what comes into view is a pile of textbooks stacked in the shape of a staircase. The logos of four colleges are hung on the surrounding walls, as well as portraits of some characters. One of the characters is a portrait that Hope knows. The book "Simple Tips for Casting Spells" he bought before had his portrait on it, and the other portraits should be of celebrities.
Further down are the long desks. Although there is still more than half an hour before class starts, some people are already sitting in the class. During the first class, many people are afraid of being late and leaving a bad impression on the professor.
Are you going with Slytherin today? A familiar figure sat at the desk in the front row. It was Youlin. She looked very popular. Most of the Slytherin students who came to the classroom sat around her, but she looked a little unhappy. Woolen cloth?
With so many people, Hope hesitated to step forward and say hello. Unexpectedly, after seeing him, Yulin looked at him, laughed, and then turned her head away from him.
Inexplicably, Hope touched his face, but there was no breakfast on it. Forget it, there was no need to hesitate to say hello now. He also guessed why Yulin was angry, and it was all Cedric's fault.
His roommate didn't come, and he didn't know anyone else. Hope found a seat and sat down, playing with his wand boredly. He had plated walnuts before, and he wanted to try if he could coat the wand plate with pulp. I looked up and saw that the students around me were studying the textbook "Elementary Standard Spells" seriously. The learning atmosphere was so good.
Then he lowered his head and played with his wand.
?
It always feels like something is missing.
ヾ(｡｀Д´｡) Where is my textbook?
