There are a total of one hundred and forty-two staircases in Hogwarts, and if it is a torture for the old students, it is a nightmare for the new students. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Some of them are wide and large, others are narrow and small, and they are wobbly. Some go to a different place every Friday, and some go up halfway up and a staircase suddenly disappears, and you have to remember where to jump over.

In addition, there are many doors that will not open for you if you unceremoniously ask them to open or poke them in the right place, and some of them are not real doors at all, just solid walls that appear to be doors.

The most troublesome are the doors with portraits, although most of them occupy shortcuts that allow you to get to your destination faster, but they are more complicated, such as the passage on the second floor, which actually requires you to show him the headline of the day's Daily Prophet before he opens the door. Harry thought the fat women were cuter in comparison.

It's hard to remember what's in what place, because everything seems to be constantly moving. The people in the portrait also kept visiting each other, and Harry was sure that even the armor could walk. In the large cloister on the second floor, Harry was startled by the sudden click of armor bowing to him.

In addition, the novelty is the variety of ghosts, who lived at different times, so their costumes range from more than a thousand years ago to the Middle Ages to the Renaissance to the beginning of this century. These apparitions usually like to chat with the students, especially the Fat Friar, and each student loves his smile and kind way of guiding them to the classroom.

The ghost of Gryffindor, who almost lost his head, except for the occasional broken neck and frightening surprise, can be regarded as an old man who talks and laughs with students.

Harry discovered that the clown-like ghost that suddenly appeared in mid-air could be called an evil spirit compared to the well-mannered, costume-like ghosts of the Academy.

When the floating clown-like guy appeared with a pair of evil black eyes, a big mouth, floating cross-legged in the air, and his hands firmly grasping the bundle of canes, the young wizards who had just seen the ghost of the academy showed no fear. Soon, however, the ghosts relied on their own erratic movements to weave through the ranks of young wizards, their cold bodies making them feel the September wind.

Even the prefects were unable to stop the chaos caused by Peeves, and could only let out a few pale and feeble threats in vain, such as telling Barrow the Bloody if Peeves was no longer honest. Whether it has an effect or not depends entirely on Peeves' mood, or whether they can just meet Barrow, the bloody man floating by.

Percy reluctantly explained that only Barrow the Bloody could suppress Peeves at Hogwarts, and that wizards and wizards could hardly do damage to ghosts like Peeves unless they used very evil and dark dark magic.

"Hermione, can't you deal with Peeves, or ask Sivin if there's anything he can do" As he was in a hurry to go to the classroom, Harry, who had been stabbed on the head by Peeves with a paper basket, almost exploded. However, Dumbledore made it clear at the opening ceremony that the use of magic in the hallways was strictly forbidden, and Harry, who gritted his teeth, put his wand away.

However, our little Harry was so angry that he didn't notice that he couldn't do anything when he raised his wand—

"Some magic to get rid of evil spirits can cause some damage to undead creatures, but it makes sense to exist, and since Peeves has survived Hogwarts for so many years without being destroyed, it is obviously not appropriate to cast a spell rashly. ”

Ron on the side of "Cut" had a look of disdain on the expression of the person who said big things.

This is very interesting, the despised little Lori decisively goes to the next course by herself, and the stupid duo is left behind by her.

The result is-

"Whew, I'm tired," Harry Ron and the two of them panted as they ran to the classroom for the next class, Transfiguration. Although it was time for class, there was still a lot of chaos in the classroom. Those who are chatting are chatting, those who are throwing notes are throwing notes, and there are even those who are in full martial arts. It's an honest kid like Hermione reading a book.

"It's a blessing that Professor McGonagall isn't here~"

"Hehe~What's the use of some people running away first~" Ron said in a voice just right for Hermione to hear. He glanced around, glancing at the tabby on the table, "I don't know what Professor McGonagall would look like if she was late to see us late." ”

At this point, however, the tabby cat leaps into a serious bespectacled Professor McGonagall. Hermione noticed that the color of Professor McGonagall's frames seemed to be similar to the pattern on the tabby's side.

"That's pretty cool, Professor McGonagall," Ron complimented, his eyes wide.

"Thanks, Weasley, maybe it would be more useful to turn you into pocket watches? The serious tone silenced both Harry and Ron, and a feeling that was colder than burrowing into a ghost's body came out of their feet.

"Professor, we're lost—" Little Harry whispered. Hermione shook her head, knowing that when a person makes a mistake, if it can't be remedied, then just listen honestly to what others say, and don't justify.

Sure enough,

"In that case, Potter and Weasley, you should make one pocket watch and the other a map, right? I don't think you will need a map when you find a seat in the classroom. ”

"But if one becomes a pocket watch, and one becomes a map, how can we walk?" Ron muttered quietly. Harry glared at Ron fiercely before Professor McGonagall's eyes came to him, and then decisively leaned slightly to the side, indicating that he was not too close to this guy and that he should not accidentally injure his allies.

"Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous spell you will ever use in Hogwarts classes. "Anyone who wants to be mischievous in my class, I'll ask him out and never let him in again." I warned you. Potter and Weasley, as freshmen, can be forgiven once, and whoever is late next time will be directly deducted points. ”

Professor McGonagall then turned her lectern into a pig and back again. The students were all attracted and couldn't wait to start learning right away, and even the gloomy Slytherin guys suddenly straightened their necks and watched intently. But they soon understood that it would take a long time to turn furniture into animals.

As a result, the little wizards tragically discovered that, just like the Muggles' chemistry and physics lessons, the teacher was demonstrating all kinds of gorgeous changes and special effects, and as a result, he was splashed with a basin of ice water when he was eager to try.

Harry was relieved to find that he was only fifty paces away from the rest of the group. Many here, like him, came from Muggle families and had no idea that they would be witches and wizards. They had so much to learn that even someone from a wizarding family like Ron wasn't necessarily much ahead.

Hermione...... The experience of studying at Swift Manor had caused Harry Jr. to degenerate and kick Hermione off the comparison list and catch up?

After they had jot down a lot of intricate notes, McGonagall gave each of them a match and began to make them try to turn into a needle.

By the end of the lesson, only Hermione had fulfilled the professor's request, and even simulated a pinhole at the end of the needle that could be threaded. Professor McGonagall showed the class how matches turned into needles, and with one end still pointy, gave Hermione a rare smile.

"Very good, Miss Granger has worked on Transfiguration, and Gryffindor adds five points. I didn't expect a student to do this in the first class. ”

When little Hermione described this modestly, unemotionally and truthfully, the corners of her mouth were almost up to her ears. Xiwen smiled and pinched Little Lori's puffed face because of the smile, which instantly ruined the atmosphere.

"It feels good."

Hermione slapped Sivin's hand away, blushing, and puffed out, "If only the teachers who praised me didn't add that sentence - just like Sivin Swift did back then, that would be great." ”

"Oh my God-" "What did you see?"

"The great Ravenclaw Eagle actually—"

"Murdered by Gryffindor—"

"A dark battle—"

"The End of the World—"

"What the hell—"

"Who's the winner-"

"It's a Gryffindor lioness"

"Or the Ravenclaw Eagle"

A pair of living treasures instantly ignited the atmosphere of the hall, and the laughter almost knocked the heavy oak door into the air. Hermione pursed her lips and puffed out her cheeks, her pale pink eyelids glaring at the brothers with bright eyes.

"This is the Eye of Death, Fred, my brother" "No, the mouth is tired, the eye of Medusa, George, my brother" "I feel like my lifeline has been broken" "I feel like my legs have been stiffened and petrified"

Rubbing little Hermione's hair, he successfully transferred the hatred value to himself, and he was kicked the ankle under the table of Xiwen. looked at little Hermione with a sad face, and had to snort coldly.

Seeing the Weasley brothers' sneaky appearance, Hermione Duang snapped off her standard spell, straightened her robes, and got up to leave. I vaguely heard the three people behind me talking about fireworks or something.

The subsequent courses made the little wizards feel the endless learning of the sea, the Muggle world language, mathematics, physics, chemistry and so on, and the wizard's world is also divided into potions, herbs, divination, transformation, spells and so on.

The teacher of pharmacy was Professor Sprout, the head of Hufflepuff, a short, stocky-looking witch who seemed to be in stark contrast to the tall, thin, serious Professor McGonagall. Years of working with herbs and other things, the mud spots and stains on Professor Sprout's robes seem to have solidified and difficult to remove.

She would lead the young wizards to the greenhouse area on the northeast side of the castle to study herbology, observing and caring for various herbs. Harry felt as if every time he was quiet in the greenhouse, he could hear the screaming and crying of a dizzy baby. Of course, because it's a high-level area, they can't go in and observe.

The Charms class was taught by Professor Flitsch, a surprisingly small wizard, and it was rumored that his ancestors must have goblin blood. The classroom lectern in Charms class was filled with books, and he had to stand on a stack of books during the lesson, just enough for the young wizards behind him to see him.

At the beginning of the first lesson, he pulled out the roster for roll call, and when Harry's name was read, he screamed with excitement and fell to the ground and disappeared. This made Harry's face flush when he was being watched as a rare animal. All this time, these whispers chased Harry as soon as he walked out of the bedroom. Students lined up outside the classroom, all on tiptoe, to see him for what he really was. In the hallway, they walked past him, turned back, and stared at him.

Amid the excitement of the little wizard, it was soon Friday, and Harry asked with great interest what the afternoon class would be.

"Two Potions lessons with the Slytherin students. Ron said with a bitter face, "Snape is the head of the Slytherin Academy, and they all say that he is biased towards his students, but unfortunately Professor McGonagall will only be more strict with us, if only she could be biased towards us...... Gave us so many assignments before. ”

Harry quietly looked at his Potions textbook, keeping an eye on the stacked page numbers, and prayed secretly.