Chapter 9 Classes
Xiahou Zheng's class today is the history of magic, which is a course that teaches young wizards about the history of magic, taught by Professor Binns. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Yes, do you know? Who is our professor of the history of magic? Professor Binns, a ghost, we are going to take a ghost class!" Terry said in an exaggerated tone, Xiahou Zheng only responded perfunctorily, Terry saw Xiahou Zheng like this and asked him again, "Do you know how Professor Binns became a ghost? I tell you, ・・・・・・" "It's because Professor Binns came to class again and forgot to bring his body with him, and he turned into a ghost, right?" Without waiting for Terry to say the answer, Xiahou said lazily.
"Hey, you know, I thought you didn't. Terry touched his head.
"You go and ask who doesn't know!" Xia Houzheng couldn't help but complain again.
"It's interesting to hear that Professor Binns has a history of magic!" Tyley immediately changed the subject.
"I didn't find history interesting growing up. Xiahou Zheng struck again.
"Well, wait and see, Professor Binns' history of magic must be interesting, my dad said that. Terry snorted unconvinced.
After taking a class, Xiahou Zheng felt that he was indeed wrong, Professor Binns's class was really very interesting, not as boring as Xiahou was thinking, but very interesting. Presumably, this is the reason why Professor Binns has become a ghost and can continue to teach students, Xia Hou thought.
"Look, you still don't believe it, now you don't have anything to say!" Terry looked excited, and snorted at Xiahou Zheng with his nostrils. "How could what my dad told me be wrong?"
Xia Hou Zheng found that this little kid sometimes behaved very maturely, and sometimes a little childish, although he thought so, Xia Hou Zheng still quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't doubt Professor Binns's teaching methods, let alone your father's words." ”
Terry nodded in satisfaction, "Of course, my dad can't be wrong." ”
"Alright, let's go, let's go get something to eat, I'm so hungry. Xiahou was hurriedly pulling away from the topic, and the two walked towards the hall.
"Hi, I'm Harry Potter. This is my friend Ron, Ron Wesley's "Harry Potter and Ron came over.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Wesley, my name is Xiahouzheng, and this is my friend Terry Bout. ”
"Mr. Xia, do you have a black owl, I mean, that pure black owl is yours?" Harry Potter asked a little nervously.
"Yes, the eagle is indeed mine, if it really is black. In addition, my surname is Xiahou, not Xia. "Xiahou is observing, Hogwarts only has a pure black eagle, that is the Hulk that Xiahou is raising, most of the others are brown, and Harry Potter is only white.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Xiahou, I want to say, if you can, can you please not bully Hathaway, oh, Hathaway is my owl, a white owl, and it is always bullied by that black owl. ”
"Of course, Mr. Potter, if it does, I'll punish it. ”
"Oh okay, you can call me Harry, if we can be friends. Harry said nervously.
"Of course, it's my honor to be friends with Harry, if you don't mind, you can be called Zheng or Xiahou. Xiahou Zheng smiled slightly.
"You can call me Ron, too. Ron added from the side.
"Harry, can I call you that? I'm so glad I'm Terry Bout, you can call me Tyri. Terry was afraid that Harry didn't know him, and it was clear that Xiahou had already introduced him, so he had to introduce himself again.
Harry: "Nice to meet you Terry, are you going to eat?"
"We're going to eat, Harry, Ron, would you like to come along?" Terry was glad to have dinner with Harry Potter.
Harry: "That won't bother you, will it?"
Terry: "Of course not, you say yes, yes. ”
Xiahou Zheng smiled: "Let's go together, there's no problem." ”
In the hall, Hermione was reading a book on charms, and Harry introduced Hermione to Xiahou Zheng and Terry, but Hermione was obviously not as interested in Xiahou Zheng, a black-haired and black-eyed kid, as was the book in his hand, and after getting to know her, he read her book again.
In the evening, Xiahou Zheng's room.
Xia Hou was staring at the pure black owl in front of him, but the owl was leisurely combing his feathers regardless of it, and all the words of his master were regarded as deaf ears, with his left ear in and out of his right ear.
Xiahou Zheng's face was a little dark, "I'll tell you one last time, don't bully that white owl in the future, do you hear?" Xiahou Zheng didn't want to have anything to do with Harry, but he didn't expect that the owl he raised wanted to cause trouble for himself.
Harry Potter is indeed the protagonist of this world, the protagonist's luck is indeed very good, and he can always turn evil into good fortune, but another characteristic of the protagonist is also obvious, that is, there are many troubles and dangers, and Xiahou does not think that he has the ability to participate, it is a game between Dumbledore and Voldemort, and if he intervenes, he will hang his birthday ------- he will have a long life.
Xiahou was looking at Hulk, who was still grooming his feathers, and waved his hand to drive it out.
In the Gryffindor common room, the Iron Triangle has already taken shape, Harry, Ron, and Hermione are sitting together, looking at the white owl in front of them, the owl's beautiful feathers look a little messy at this time, and there are some stains on it.
"Harry, you see, Hathaway was bullied by Xiahou's eagle, I don't think Xiahou has any intention of caring at all, you can see his previous attitude, we still stupidly thought that he really could care. Ron said to Harry with a huff.
Although Harry was also a little unhappy in his heart, he still defended Xia Houzheng: "Maybe he can't control that owl, just like I can't always let Hathaway listen to me, although the owls of the wizarding world are very obedient, but not all of them are obedient." ”
"If he can't control anything, he must not want to care, maybe Hathaway was bullied by him. Ron blushed and said loudly, seemingly resentful that his best friend didn't trust his judgment and trusted a stranger he hadn't known for more than a day.
"Ron, how can you say that, yes, it must not be what you say. Harry was a little unhappy with his paranoia.
"Hermione, you say, am I right or Harry right?"
"I don't know, I'm not familiar with Xiahou, I'll go first, you continue. Hermione picked up a few books and left.
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