Professor Snape was expressionless in response to Dumbledore's hints, as if he was not very interested in the bells and whistles.

He thought it would be nice to organize everyone to make potions while singing the school song, but Dumbledore obviously wouldn't agree to this suggestion.

Snape held back and didn't speak, but after a few moments, he finally couldn't hold it anymore and took a slow breath, but he was almost killed by the smell.

Snape quickly covered his nose with his robe, glanced at Professor Quirrell again, and swept the air in disgust.

Does this guy never take a shower?

Professor Snape shook his greasy hair, his eyes shining with disgust.

He looked back at the Great Hall, right across with Harry.

"Oops!" Harry covered his forehead with one hand.

"What's wrong?" Percy asked.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. "The burning pain disappeared in an instant, just like when it came.

What lingered was the feeling Harry had from the teacher's gaze, and he felt that the teacher didn't have the slightest affection for him.

Not at all, Snape stared into Harry's eyes and glanced at the face in disgust.

He was looking at a green-headed fly, and he was about to vomit out his overnight meal.

Damn it...... Why do you have such a face?

This face...... It's not worthy of such a pair of eyes!

Soon the dinner was over, and everyone returned to the common room under the leadership of the prefect.

Ravenclaw had replaced it with a new knocker, the only one with a mechanical sound, much to the dismay of many young wizards, who swore to find the thief who stole the knocker and kill him.

The new prefect, Senpai Penelope, takes the young wizards on a tour of the common room to fulfill Robert's duties last year.

She did well tonight and was sought after by a lot of students.

William had returned to his dorm room with Bobo Tea, and he needed a good rest.

Early the next morning, William got up from his bed and went to the auditorium with Qiu.

One of the classes in Ravenclaw was Transfiguration, and they were to be with Hufflepuff wizards.

Professor McGonagall was known to be strict, and no one would want to be late for her class.

There were already quite a few students at the Ravenclaw table, and everyone was still discussing last night's banquet.

The twin brothers beckoned to them, and the two sat down directly at the Gryffindor table.

Professor McGonagall was handing out the third-grade timetable, and George helped Fred get one.

"What was our first class?" Fred was eating toast and couldn't read the class schedule.

"Old liar's lesson." George glanced at Professor McGonagall not far away and whispered.

"Old liar...... Who is it? Cho held a glass of milk and wondered.

"Old liar...... It's Professor Trelawney of the Divination class. Fred took a bite of his toast and mumbled, "Haven't you heard of the terrible school legends?" ”

"Nope." William shook his head.

"You should know." George pursed his lips and secretly imitated Professor McGonagall's demeanor and way of speaking while she wasn't looking.

"It's the second grade, and I have to choose a course next year, which is a very important stage of magic education, after all, the fifth grade will have a general witchcraft level test......

Several of them burst out laughing, and Professor McGonagall glanced at them suspiciously.

"Alright, stop laughing, Professor McGonagall will be here in a moment." George said.

"Professor Trelawney prophesied the death of a student every year, and that's the terrible campus legend."

"But it never came to pass," Fred shrugged, "and everyone knows she's an old liar, the kind of bastard, and they don't know why Dumbledore kept her."

I have always suspected that Professor Trelawney is his granddaughter. ”

"Hey, don't be so mean, her prophecy has come true a few times." George laughed. "She said the year before last that a professor would leave us forever, and Professor Robert died soon after."

"yes, that's a lot of luck." Fred said in an exaggerated tone.

"It doesn't matter if she has real skills or not, but in her classes, you only need to be able to lie to get by, these are all said by the seniors." George said happily: "And when it comes to lying, we are masters, born!" ”

"Yes, in addition to being easy to pass, choosing a divination class is also very beneficial in other aspects." Fred said.

"As long as you take her class, you can wander your mind and do what you want to do, you just need to predict that something will happen to you every night, it's very simple."

The twin brothers pass on the information they have gathered, and hope that William and Autumn will take her class next year.

"Cedric, you also took a divination class?" Autumn asked.

Where there is autumn, there is Cedric, he doesn't know when he came, and he is sitting next to autumn at this time, leisurely dipping his bread in the old godmother.

Since it was bought in the autumn and recommended by William, Cedric rightfully used a spoon to spread layer after layer on the bread.

He's really butter!

"I didn't take this course." Cedric took another slice of bread.

Unlike the twins, he doesn't need the kind of courses that can be easily passed, he only needs to choose the courses that are useful to him.

He took several difficult courses.

Among them is the study of ancient magic texts.

William is now studying the subject on his own, but he has been exposed to it in the time loop, a little faster than Cedric.

Cedric also opted for a plant texture study, which helped him make his wand.

"You actually chose Muggle Studies." William looked at Cedric's timetable in surprise.

Several people gathered around.

"Just interested." Cedric stuffed some cream into his Big Mac bread again.

"Cedric, you're trying to learn how to get along with Muggles for someone, right?" William laughed.

Autumn's parents are Muggles, so this person naturally refers to Autumn.

"No, I'm just a Muggle."

Cedric shook his head lightly, but gave William a thumbs up behind his back.

is worthy of being a good brother and a good wingman, and he said everything he thought in his heart, but it was inconvenient to say.

Just then, Hermione followed the Gryffindor students, carrying the bag that William had given her.

The small bag of the Traceless Stretching Charm, William made one for several of them, which could store five cubic meters of space.

This kind of thing is also on the sales list of the Akali Mystery Shop, and it is very expensive.

After all, the Traceless Stretch Spell is a very high-end spell, and not just ordinary people can make it.

Hermione sat down next to William, picked up a glass of milk, pulled out William's first-year notes, and began to study while eating.

"Hermione, I think you shouldn't have classes in the morning, right?" William wondered, "It's only the first day, why did you come so early?" ”

"I'm going to the library after dinner," Hermione said of course, "I heard that if you don't go early, there will be no place, do you want me to help you get a seat?" ”

"It's not that exaggerated." William frowned slightly.

"If the young wizards at Hogwarts were so studious, Professor Dumbledore would be pleased."

"By the way, who told you that?"

"My roommate, Lavender Brown, told me last night." Hermione took a bite of the bun and tilted her head, "What's wrong?" ”

Forehead...... William suddenly found out that the little girl had only been isolated from school for one night.

And she hasn't noticed it yet.

Poor baby.

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