The next morning, the storm finally stopped. However, the ceiling of the auditorium was still gloomy and misty.

Professor McGonagall seemed to have been involved in the rush last night, and in the morning she looked tired and listlessly handing out her schedule.

William picked up his timetable and looked at it carefully.

Good guys, I don't know if I don't look at it, and I'm startled when I see it.

Although I have been mentally prepared, the dense class schedule still makes people's scalps tingle.

This fifth grade. year, a posture of a sprint class for the third year of high school.

William's roommate Bralid, who didn't have any eyesight, muttered in a low voice when he got the class schedule:

"Will Mrs. Hodge's Flying Lesson Club still be held regularly?"

Professor McGonagall was already in a bad mood, but when she heard this, she was even more upset and glared at him fiercely.

The expression was like...... Bralid was asking about something heinous.

A more specific description is much like William's math teacher in his previous life.

She often occupies PE classes and is always upset when she hears students ask, 'Where is the PE teacher?'.

At that time, in order to keep the physical education class from being robbed, William was naïve, so in the name of the physical education teacher, he stuffed a love letter into the math teacher's bicycle.

It didn't take long for the physical education teacher to marry the math teacher.

I also gave out candy in the class.

So, in those years, the physical education teacher's illness never got better, and William never took physical education classes again.

It's a sad story.

"What's wrong with Professor McGonagall, I think she's a little upset." Hermione walked over and sat down next to William.

"I probably stayed up late last night and was not in a good mood." William casually explained: "Menopausal women are like this, and you will ...... in the future"

William shut up suddenly, and he almost uttered the death declaration in his mouth.

"What's wrong with me?" Hermione's eyebrows were raised, and her eyes glinted dangerously.

"You mean to ...... I'll be as grumpy as Professor McGonagall will ever be...... Well, menopause? ”

William looked helpless.

Hermione snorted, stomped on William's instep and twisted it slightly.

William pretended to be pitiful.

Hermione didn't give up, glared angrily again, and snatched the luxurious honey-glazed chicken cure he had rolled for himself.

William watched as he took a bite of the meat sandwich...... That's it.

William had no choice but to re-roll himself again, change the subject, and ask with a smile, "Guess what Professor Dumbledore told me last night?" ”

The girl's head tilted, not wanting to talk to him, but she still listened with her ears pricked up.

William quickly told him everything that happened last night.

Hermione took a piece of chicken into her mouth, her cheeks bulging, the pear vortex propped up, and said indistinctly, "Tom must be looking for a Horcrux......"

"yes, we can go find the fourth Horcrux this semester."

That's right...... Diary, tiara, Slytherin's ring...... Finally there is news of the fourth Horcrux.

"Can I follow along?" Hermione hesitated.

William smiled, "With me, of course you can."

As long as there is not the scene where Dumbledore suddenly went crazy like last time, there is hardly much danger.

Hermione nodded vigorously and grinned happily again.

Then, William brings up Dumbledore's story about the Triwizard Tournament.

What the professor means ...... Can you participate? Hermione's eyes lit up.

"Why am I participating...... You still don't understand what Dumbledore means. William shook his head.

"The principal is hinting that a lot of people can participate."

Hermione asked thoughtfully, skeptically, "Isn't that good...... It's the Triwizard Tournament ......"

"Cheating is a tradition in the Triwizard Tournament." William raised his hand, reached out and scratched Hermione's delicate nose, and smiled, "We're just using the rules reasonably." ”

In addition to taking advantage of this competition to promote communication with the two schools, Dumbledore also wanted to train the abilities of a group of young wizards.

Dumbledore has always been an educator, and he wants to cultivate excellent students.

Especially the next Wizarding War...... Coming soon!

If it weren't for William, he certainly wouldn't have done it.

But as the principal said, many students have died, and professors have been injured.

But this time, he wasn't worried.

With William's back, what does he need to worry about?!

Just worry about ...... Not enough to let yourself go!

"Don't tell anyone about these things beforehand." William said quickly.

Hermione nodded quickly.

At this time, several people came in the distance, Cho, Cedric, Fred, and George.

Autumn, Fred and George are discussing how to magically make themselves older and then fool around and compete in the Triwizard Tournament.

Cedric is not involved in this topic, and although he is not yet an adult, his birthday is at the end of September.

When the Triwizard Tournament began, he was an adult and eligible to run.

Seeing William holding the timetable, Fred sneered:

"William, we had some inspiration last year about some kind of quick-fix truancy candy.

You'll have to help us develop it, the potions we made before always don't work well."

"That's right, the student union will love it." Fred continued.

"And we just developed nosebleed nougat, as long as you eat it, the nosebleed will keep flowing.

In the end, you're all in a ball, but we haven't figured out an antidote yet. ”

"Why do you need skipping candy?" Hermione asked.

"Fifth grade is. LS years. "Joe should be governed.

"So what?"

"That means, William, they're going to have to deal with the exam endlessly, right?

It will make William lose time to date you. Fred gloated.

"Is dating or studying important?" George smiled, "Of course it's a date." ”

Hermione blushed, glanced at William, and said seriously, "The two are not in conflict. ”

"Okay......" Fred shrugged. The world of Xueba is not a field that he can set foot in.

"But you've got to think about the ordinary wizards." George said happily

"We are experienced people. In order to. LS, half of our grade has a little problem. ”

"All in all, fifth grade has been a nightmare year," Fred said solemnly, "and you'll feel it in the first lesson." ”

In fact, the twins were right, the first lesson on the history of magic gave the fifth-grade wizard a dismount.

Professor Binns, who is sullen and doesn't talk much, also brought it up for the first time. LS Exam.

He snorted for half an hour, the ...... of those who had historically 'made it past the tragic plight of students who did not pass the history of magic'.

"Especially the original Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald!"

Professor Binns said nonsense:

"When he was sixteen, he didn't get a certificate in the history of magic, so he was fired from Durmstrang!

Since then, he has embarked on the path of crime and has become the Dark Lord.

If he had a certificate, maybe everything would have been different, maybe he would have become the principal of Durmstrang. ”

Everyone realized that they had become the Dark Lord...... As long as the history of magic is not in the course.

When McLagan asked if there were any notes on the history of magic that had been summarized, Professor Binns became even angrier.

"I've talked about the key points, and I've mentioned the test points!"

“……”

Since the teacher doesn't draw the key points, everyone can only listen carefully. This kind of energy is only available to young new wizards who have just entered school.

But it didn't last fifteen minutes before the students began to lie on their desks in rows.

No one can resist this 'sleep magic' that targets the soul.

Among them, Ravenclaw's Alan Harris purred the loudest.

Professor Binns angrily deducted Slytherin ten.

In the second class, Prof. McGonagall also spent fifteen minutes emphasizing to the class. The Importance of the LS Exam.

"If you don't study and apply it seriously," Professor McGonagall said solemnly, "you won't be able to pass. LS Exam. ”

"I think that as long as you put in the time and effort, there is no reason why all the students in this class should not be able to get the transformation class. LS Certificate of Conformity. ”

Professor McGonagall's annual pass rate is still very high. At least at the top of the Hogwarts school curriculum.

Unfortunately, due to the impact of the last class, many students were sleepy.

Matthew Wakefield went even further, showing off whistling, grinding teeth, and dreamtalking.

Professor McGonagall couldn't bear it, she banged on the table and said angrily:

"How did you get to sleep? At your age, can you sleep?

It's a bit out of the picture! ”

In an instant, all the students came to their senses and looked at Professor McGonagall with a shudder.

Professor McGonagall began to explain the Vanishing Charm.

"Today we're going to start learning the vanishing spell. The vanishing spell is more attainable than you normally do. The summoning spell that will only be practiced at the level is simpler, but it is still yours. The hardest magic in the LS exam. ”

Professor McGonagall was right, until the end of the class, no one except William had made the practice snail disappear.

With just a slight touch of his wand, the snail he used to practice vanished.

Everyone ignored William, and McGonagall continued to learn his own things.

Autumn tried several times to make the snail very light, but in the end it didn't work.

At the end of the class, Professor McGonagall asked for some more points.

"I've said this question 800 times, and I won't raise my hand."

She looked around coldly, and no one raised their hand.

"You didn't raise your hand, right?" Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, "Okay, let's talk about it!" ”

Elena Skalanna was stunned for two seconds before she was sure it was her.

In a sympathetic gaze, she put down the fat chicken doll in her hand and stood up tremblingly.

She stumbled for a long time, like Cedric with a mandrake in her mouth.

"No, why don't you raise your hand?" Professor McGonagall said sternly.

Elena looked at Professor McGonagall with red eyes.

"Look at the blackboard, see what I'm doing? Do I have the vanishing charm on my face? ”

Elena suddenly burst into tears.

McGonagall: "......"

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