Although the result is the same, the nature is completely different, at least the posture is different.

Unfazed, Marietta firmly refused, and decided not to talk to William for a single lesson, unless he changed his mind.

Cho shook her head and sighed, as if she felt helpless about her best friend.

It's not a good thing to like someone who is too good.

Just then, the class bell rang and Professor Quirrell walked in.

As soon as he entered the classroom, a strange smell came from all around him.

"What does it smell like?" Marietta sniffed.

As Professor Quirrell removed his hat, the smell grew stronger.

It seems that a hundred people who have eaten garlic are breathing together, and the smell is pungent and upper, reminiscent of a certain unbearable day last year.

"Children, you ...... Good...... I'm Professor Quirrell...... Please take out the textbook, okay? Professor Quirrell stumbled.

"What did you say, Professor?" Judy Crouch asked aloud. "Can you speak English?"

"I said that...... It's English...... Authentic ...... London accent. Professor Quirrell blushed.

But he stammered, and with an accent, a bit of curry, and those who didn't know thought he was Indian.

William couldn't stand the smell of it, so he held his breath for a while, so he had to use Transfiguration to conjure three masks and give them to Cho and Marietta.

He brought one with him.

Everyone looked at William with longing eyes, as if hoping that he would be able to conjure up a few more.

At this time, everyone regretted not listening well to Professor McGonagall's class, and Judy Crouch even passed a note to buy one from William for ten Galleons!

For a time, masks became a scarce commodity.

Soon, everyone had masks.

Professor Quirrell's face was bruised, and he said angrily, "I'm ...... To drive away ...... Vampires, know what kind of magical creatures are scared...... Garlic. ”

Professor Quirrell stumbled about a vampire he had encountered in Romania.

It's still September, it's hot, and Professor Quirrell is soon sweating profusely.

But he was still reluctant to take off his thick scarf.

"Can't take it off, it's ...... An African prince...... A gift to me, I helped get rid of the entanglement of the resurrected zombies. ”

Artur of Slytherin stood up, his mouth covered with a three-layer mask and his voice buzzing.

"Professor, how did you defeat the Revenant Zombies?"

The professor was vague and began to change the subject: "I have to say, the weather in the UK ...... Still as bad as ever, I prefer ...... Winter. ”

"Professor Quirrell, are you lying?!"

Quirrell's face turned redder and the green veins on his forehead burst out, arguing, "I'm just...... I just can't remember clearly, how is it lying...... I can't remember...... Can the professor's words be false? ”

One after another was the unintelligible Northern Irish accent, what "Arvada gnawed on a big melon", what "black cute king" and the like, which caused everyone to laugh: the classroom was filled with happy air inside and outside.

But halfway through the class, everyone really couldn't stand the professor, he just read to everyone according to the textbook, and no one could understand what he was saying.

Artur of Slytherin bought Lee Jordan's Black Widow for a high price, and he enlarged the spider with a spell, and the spider soon began to run around the classroom.

Professor Quirrell was so frightened that he immediately stepped back, nearly knocking his scarf off.

"Professor Quirrell is really bad, why don't the Death Eaters teach us a lesson." After class, Cho complained.

Everyone thought so, Quirrell was a few Snape a few seconds worse than Tywin.

Rather than wasting time like this, it would be better to change to Snape, who has always been interested in this subject, he at least has some real talent.

But soon no one thought like that.

On Friday morning, the Gryffindor and Slytherin first-year wizards had their first Potions lesson.

Once again, Professor Snape showed his deep malice.

This time it's for the boy who won't die.

It was an undisguised, utter disgust and hatred, and most people didn't know why Professor Snape was the way he was.

In fact, even when William was killed by the Sorting Hat last year, Professor Snape did not show such malice towards him.

All right...... Perhaps the professor was hospitalized by Marietta before he could show malice.

But on the whole, Snape used to be quite normal, although he had a bad temper, a gloomy face, didn't wash his hair, was weird, liked to deduct points, and had a poisonous tongue...... In addition to this, he is still a good professor.

But this year, it seems to have intensified.

During Potions class, Neville also knocked over the cauldron.

But after last year's baptism, Professor Snape discovered early on that Neville was the second Marietta.

As soon as he started class, he hid far away, not even reprimanding Neville three meters away, and the crucible didn't affect him.

Harry was targeted by Snape, and Malfoy was comfortable.

It was a comfort from the inside out, and he swept away the decadence of the past, and began to swagger and swagger again, as if Hogwarts were his house.

He also ordered a map of Hogwarts from William through Artur.

Malfoy's requirements are very high, what Malfoy's family crest should be gilded, the font should be beautiful, the map should have a green snake pattern, it is better to open the map, those snakes are dynamic......

With so many troublesome requirements, William is of course very expensive.

He found a fine cowhide from Hagrid, and it took him half a day to make it, and the cost was almost zero, and finally he received Malfoy three hundred gold Galleons.

But Malfoy agreed, and in his words, he didn't care about a few hundred Galleons.

William also told him that he could use dragon skins, but for three thousand gold galleons per map. But William waited for a few days and did not receive a reply.

This disappointed him a little.

To make a map for Malfoy, even the twins and brothers don't have much opinion, after all, with so much money, who can refuse Galleon?

In the evening, Hermione found William in the library, and the girl had red circles in her eyes and seemed to have cried.

She complained that Professor Snape wouldn't give her a chance to answer questions.

"It's me, it's me first, it's obviously me first...... Whether it's raising your hand or answering a question, why wouldn't Professor Snape give me extra points! Hermione said indignantly.

"He only asks Harry to answer questions, that's naked preference!"

William rolled his eyes, Harry the Horror wouldn't agree with Hermione's conclusion.

"That's it, Professor Snape, you better not raise your hand in his class."

"But, if I don't answer the question, how can I give Gryffindor extra points?" Hermione said.

"You've added enough points, haven't you?"

William actually wanted to say that when he took Professor Snape's class, he still didn't think about adding points, and he was thankful that he didn't deduct points.

"I've inquired, you added points to Professor Snape's class last year."

"I'm adding points for saving people, not for answering questions." William shook his head and persuaded, "Hermione, don't think about it, Snape will only ignore you in the future, and he will basically ignore me now." ”

To be precise, Snape would ignore anyone, only Harry.

William was going to observe for a while, and if Snape continued to ignore him like this, he was ready to openly brew other potions in class.

William's time is precious now, and he can't waste it!

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