The History of Magic classroom wasn't hard to find, just to the right of the hallway where the school infirmary was located.

Going up the marble staircase outside the foyer, in less than two or three minutes, the three of Elena were already in the classroom.

However, since it was the first history of magic lesson, they weren't the first students to arrive in the classroom - to be precise, because Elena was at the table until the dessert was gone, they were the last of the young wizards to arrive in the classroom.

Most of the Hufflepuff and Gryffindor first-year freshmen who had left the main hall of the auditorium on the first floor early because of the poor amount of food had already found a place in the classroom in advance, leaving only the top seats facing the blackboard in the front row.

Although in a sense, there is no problem, after all, this position is also in line with the identity of the three top sisters.

Elena Kaslana and Hermione Granger, two demons beyond the scope of normal humans, even Hannah Abbott, who looks slightly inferior, is actually an extremely top existence among the new students.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have stood out from the crowd of Hufflepuff students, and was re-elected as the female prefect of Hufflepuff until she graduated—you know, Hannah in the original books didn't have the after-school rotation of Hermione and Elena as she does now.

"Good evening, Harry. ”

"No need to prepare a notebook, Ron, you don't need it. ”

"Justin, don't make too much of a fuss, Professor Binns is too old to be stimulated. ”

"Susan, you are cunning, hiding in the last row......"

I have to say that compared to the restraint of the third-grade class in the afternoon, Elena, who returned to the first-grade class, was like a demon lord who had returned to her own territory, greeting her classmates in a natural tone, while taking Hermione and Hannah through the classroom, and walked straight to the exclusive place belonging to the three of them and sat down.

When they were eating in the auditorium before, the news of Elena being the assistant teacher of Potions class in the afternoon had spread rapidly among the students - unlike the rest of the senior students who were skeptical, the young wizards of the first year, especially the young wizards who had taken the class with Hufflepuff today, chose to accept it almost at the first moment, and spontaneously added various special effects and aura renderings to their minds.

Elena had no doubt that even if she asked the little wizards to hand in a roll of parchment military training speeches next week, these lovely classmates would start to think about the text with a sad face after a few wails.

Of course, she is not a devil, so she naturally knows what it means to stop in moderation.

After all, the young wizards have already decided to hand in a "Potions Class Experiment Summary Report" next Monday. Moreover, it is not realistic to become a big fat man in one go, and people's potential needs to be slowly stimulated little by little.

Time slipped away in Elena's whims.

At eight o'clock in the evening, everyone in the class had arrived...... Theoretically, this will be the pinnacle of learning in the history of magic class, and the first time there will always be a lot of unrealistic fantasies.

As the class bell rang, Professor Binns, covered in gray and translucent, walked silently through the blackboard with the lesson plan, and appeared directly at the front of the classroom like Sadako in the midnight bell.

Although some of the mental preparation had been made up of them, and the young wizards had become accustomed to the ghosts that floated through Hogwarts Castle from time to time over the past week, Professor Binns's unusual appearance still provoked a wave of surprise and discussion among the first-year students.

"Wow!"

"That's amazing!"

"Oh my God!"

"Unbelievable!"

However, Professor Binns didn't express any superfluous emotions in the face of the fuss of the first-year students in the classroom, for him, it was just an ordinary first-year history of magic that had been repeated for nearly a thousand years.

"My course is the history of magic. You can call me Professor Binns. ”

Professor Binns looked up, looked around the room with a blurred vision, and briefly introduced himself.

"The history of magic is a factual discipline, and all content is based on reliable historical sources, and any speculation with an element of uncertainty is not the subject of this lesson. ”

Perhaps it was a habit he had developed in his life, but Professor Binns always spoke with a slight pause, and after a slight pause, he continued in a dry, low, monotone voice that had been the same for a thousand years.

"Now, please open the textbook and let's start the content of this lesson......"

As he spoke, Professor Binns opened his notebook and began to read out the faded dates and names, as well as the corresponding places and events, in a dry, monotonous voice—stripped of the glitzy descriptions and the aura of stories, and that's all that remains of history.

Compared with the six elements of the narrative, in order to ensure the reliability of the most rigorous facts, Professor Binns's narrative will be even more brief, usually only four elements: time, place, person, and event.

Of course, almost less than half a minute after the start of the lesson, everyone's attention began to drift.

However, at this moment, something happened that had never happened in a history of magic class.

Elena tapped her fingers thoughtfully on the page, then suddenly slammed the textbook shut and raised her hand high.

Professor Binns seemed to be taken aback, and his voice unconsciously paused, and he looked ahead with a look full of doubt.

"You're—"

Professor Binns had never seen a student raise his hand to ask a question in the first class of school, and he remembered that Hogwarts students were usually reserved and quiet.

After all, in terms of the teaching content of the history of magic, there is not much to discuss and ask questions theoretically - most of the history is clear and conclusive, and there is no extra room for divergence.

"I'm Elena, Elena Kaslana. Professor Binns, before we start all the lessons, can you tell us why the wizarding world uses the Common Calendar to describe the latitude of time in the same way?"

Elena said in a clear voice, looking up like a harmless, curious baby, with a strange glint in her eyes.

Before Professor Binns could answer, Elena looked down at the list of questions she had just sorted out before class, and raised her pen to cross out the first word in the first row, A.D.

Time, which is the first latitude of history, cannot be described in isolation from the timeline.

In fact, this was just the beginning, and from the first moment she opened the textbook, Elena realized that Professor Binns might be in danger in this class.

Because......

After this word, there is a dense almost half-page of content......

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