As the last young wizard stepped into Golem's belly, Professor McGonagall tapped the door with her wand with a serious expression, and the open door closed tightly, and then, with a rumbling sound, Alan felt as if he was in an elevator and felt weightless - no doubt the statue began to sink. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After about half a minute, this feeling of weightlessness stopped, and it turned into a sense of imbalance similar to that of a train when it was moving, and it was supposed to be moving forward.

This was the first time the young wizards had experienced this way, so everyone began to chirp like chickens - even though there is a 17-year-old rule in the wizarding world, you can't admit that this age is not yet out of the rebellious period!

"Okay, quiet, everyone chooses their own room, the boys are on the left, the girls are on the right, four people in a bedroom, now find your roommates, choose your own room, and gather in the hall in half an hour!" Professor McGonagall easily suppressed the small commotion, but Alan looked at the look of surprise in Professor McGonagall's eyes, and an idea suddenly appeared in his mind - Professor McGonagall wouldn't be using this thing for the first time, right?

The more Alan thought about it, the more he realized that his speculation was that this large transportation device was obviously not a prop for everyday use - it was mostly a means of transportation that flowed out of the school when it was founded. You know, even during the time when magical creatures were located, wizards knew how to take advantage of convenient Muggle transportation, let alone now.

But Alan thought about it, the Hogwarts students arrived in Uganda by plane, and the Uagadou school sent a pick-up staff to give them a warm welcome, this scene - hehe, what a shame for the wizard.

Just like the giant ship of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the giant flying carriage of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the only role it plays is probably the panache - so, in the absence of a large exchange meeting or even the triwizard tournament of the three major European schools of magic and wizardry, it is estimated that Professor McGonagall is also using this golem traveling underground for the first time.

But this rumored vehicle looks pretty good, and at least it's as smooth as a car at work - uh, wait, isn't this Professor McGonagall driving? Hey, drip, Soraka!

In the midst of the cranky thoughts that he could be sentenced to half a month of confinement, Alan found that he had been abducted - he was already surrounded by three Hufflepuffs at the moment, but unfortunately, there was Albert among them, not that Alan had any prejudice against him, but - Hufflepuff ladies and sisters, if you are willing to snatch me over, I will not resist!

Eh! Alan shook his head, what and what, it must be the pot that Marshall's kid has been muttering about for the past few days, I'm pure!

Shaken off his thoughts, Alan began to take a closer look at the common room, and I have to say that this is worthy of Hogwarts's façade - even the camp used for temporary camping is still made of thick and fine, you know, just looking at the disproportionate appearance of the Golem, Alan despairs of the interior decoration.

However, the interior of the lounge is a layered bluestone wall, with candles for lighting all over the walls, and even a fireplace in the small lounge - of course, Alan is curious about how the smoke is discharged.

However, this was obviously not something he could see on the surface, and after a long day of fruitless research, he could only return to the hall with the crowd.

It was only then that Alan had time to take a closer look at the outside environment—in the absence of an external light source, the hallway that should have been shadowed was far more well-lit than the interior of Hogwarts—and the rows of gems that glowed pale yellow were now providing a steady stream of soft light.

Although the path under your feet is inevitably made of rocks, the slightly sloping stone path is not abrupt, but rather gives you a sense of harmony as it should be.

The whole moving small castle does not feel the slightest bit dilapidated, but rather neat as if it had just been cleaned - although this is indispensable to the efforts of the house-elves, it has to be admitted that the powerful protective magic is definitely a great weapon for this miniature castle to escape the sanctions of time.

By the time the bustling young wizards reached the hall, a large long table was already there, with its crisp white tablecloth and tall armchairs reminiscent of a Hogwarts dining table—though unfortunately, Professor McGonagall had no intention of giving them a meal at this point.

Beside her were Professors Snape and Sigma, and behind her was a large floating blackboard - a pain in the eyes of all the happy little wizards.

Okay, let's talk happily today, the complicated language class is over, Professor McGonagall, are you going to make up the rhythm of the class?

Unfortunately, the answer is yes.

They will learn etiquette, the common wild herbs and diseases of Uganda, and the defense techniques of common attack spells in Uganda.

Wait a minute!

Alan suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

What the hell is the last class!

The etiquette class is nothing more than a rehearsal similar to a public class, although the requirement to wear a ceremonial robe is unpleasant, but there are also explanations.

But can anyone tell me what the hell this common spell defense class is!

Listening to this name smells of blood!

But Professor Sigma answered this question by simply glancing at Hufflepuff and Slytherin, then at Ravenclauk and Slytherin, and finally at Gryffindor and Slytherin.

So, Slytherin, why are you doing it against everyone!

Phew, that's not the point, but, you're both in the same school and still fighting, how peaceful do you think this exchange can be!

Lunch isn't as luxurious as at Hogwarts - but it's just a matter of being out and about.

According to Professor McGonagall's road map of red dots, they would arrive tomorrow evening, so the three professors did almost everything they could to teach them all three lessons, so that by the end of the day almost all the young wizards looked tired—they had received so much knowledge that their minds were already exhausted.

In the long aisle, the leading Slytherins suddenly stopped, forcing the young wizards behind them directly.

The Slytherin prefect stepped behind and held out his hand to the other three.

"Although I am not very happy, I think that this time we have nothing to quarrel about, this exchange, those uagadou students!"