Naturally, it was impossible for Anne to tell them that this was a daze technique that she came up with when she was transferred to the lectern to sit next to the lectern because of a fight, and she couldn't read novels, couldn't play anything else, and could only be in a daze.

Even, Anne has come to the level of solving the problem by herself, that is, a blank piece of paper, in which she randomly fills in eighteen numbers, then solves it, and then finds the problem of the problem, and then changes it, and then solves it, so boring level...... Maybe only the number of stars can be compared......

Even later, Anne had discovered the upper limit of the number of Sudoku, 6.67 times 10 squares, and then she began to study the Rubik's Cube, from the second order of the manual to the second order of the brain, the third order of the manual to the third order of the brain, and the fourth order of the manual to the fourth order of the brain......

Anne's highest personal realm is only a fourth-order Rubik's Cube, to the fifth, sixth, and seventh-order, the test is not calculation, but memory, and the difficulty has not actually increased much, it can basically be restored by the downgrade method, Anne is not pursuing speed, the Rubik's Cube exceeds the seventh order, it is just a matter of time consuming, and the difficulty is not great. Most critically, it is too expensive......

But for being in a daze, it's still the best fourth-order ......

Therefore, Anne actually hasn't told them the way they were in a daze in college, just the way they were in high school, it has already opened the door to the new world of these little lions, and then the teacher can often see that a certain student has words in his mouth, but his eyes are blank and his face is expressionless, as if he has been cast a soul-stealing spell......

"But it doesn't help me to relieve stress!" Harry was on the verge of a breakdown, he hadn't eaten a drop of water since last night, he knew he should eat something, but he couldn't.

"Hey, No, look over there!" Anne said and pointed to the Slytherin table, where Goyle and Crabbe were eating Hesse, and Malfoy was eating gracefully with his knife and fork, as if to see Anne looking at it, and he was raising a glass of plum juice in the distance.

"You're saying that if I don't eat again, you're going to go over there and have dinner with Malfoy?" Harry suddenly had an appetite, a big appetite, and he wanted to be more elegant than Malfoy, and his movements were more standard.

"No, I mean, if you eat like that skinny monkey over there, you'll never think of beating Goyle and Crabbe in your life! Oh yes, and Dalí! ”

“……”

Either way, Harry ended up swallowing three doughnuts, two eggs, a glass of milk, and a chicken thigh.

Harry hiccups all the way, covering his mouth and re-swallowing the food that came out of his stomach.

Captain Oliverwood looked down at the burping rookie seeker and thought it was just nervousness, and patted Harry on the shoulder, almost causing Harry to throw up.

"It's okay, boy, I played the first time I played like that! Take it easy! Wood said lightly.

"Woo......" Harry was in pain right now and wanted to go to the bathroom.

"I don't remember the details at the time, but I was hit in the head by a Bludger two minutes into the game, and I was in a coma in the hospital for a week before waking up." Wood tried to make a smile, trying to dilute Harry's nervousness with his own trouble, but Harry could only respond with a saliva.

Not surprisingly, not long after the opening, Professor Quirrell ignored Voldemort's warnings and took advantage of Voldemort's cultivation to directly let Harry Potter fall to his death from a high altitude, but Snape desperately tried to stop it.

Although Professor Quirrell himself is inferior to Professor Snape, he has Voldemort in his body, so with the magic of the two of them, Professor Quirrell gradually suppressed Snape, and controlled Harry's broom to spin in the air, as if the debut of the Light Wheel 2000 at Hogwarts was about to end with "the broomstick problem killed the wonder boy".

"Annie, Annie!" Hermione nervously watched Harry's state in the field and woke Anne up.

"Huh?" Using the binoculars Hermione had handed her, Anne glanced at Harry, then at Snape and Professor Quirrell, and finally at Dumbledore, who was always smiling meaningfully.

"Go ahead, look there." Anne pointed at Snape.

"Snape wants...... Kill Harry? Hermione couldn't believe it.

"emm......" Anne struggled for a while, but finally didn't tell her about the cause and effect, anyway, Snape, the old thief, was rich, and the ragged robe hadn't been changed for at least five years, and the hem was rubbed on the ground, "Go and light his robe, Hermione!" ”

Anne still didn't dare to change the course here, because Dumbledore had seen it.

In the face of Snape, Anne can still pretend to be a magic stick, after all, she has been practicing Occlumency by herself for a month, and Anne thinks that as long as she doesn't look at Snape and doesn't let Snape use mind reading, she can keep Snape from knowing what she thinks.

But in the face of Dumbledore's old monster, Anne didn't dare to make a mistake at all, she even felt that if she and Dumbledore looked at each other for one more second just now, even if the two were hundreds of meters apart, he would still be able to see through his own thoughts.

Although it is clearly written in the original book that Dumbledore is dead, but later after Harry Potter was hit by the killing curse, he came to the psychic level, and there is actually a lot of debate about whether the Dumbledore encountered was the magic he left behind, or whether he was not actually dead. Moreover, Grindelwald, who almost directly sent Voldemort's head, is even more suspicious......

Anyway, in the face of Dumbledore, it is not too cautious a hundred times, this thing can lay out a complete chess game ♂ from Harry's birth to the whole process of killing Voldemort......

On the field, Harry was already having a hard time holding on, this time his stomach churned, and on one face-down occasion, the vomit that had already covered his mouth finally broke through Harry's lips that he was trying to close and flew down.

At this time, Marcus Flint, who came with the ball, was so angry that he almost pulled out his wand after another wonderful save by Wood.

Rolling his eyes, he was thinking about it, baring his jagged front teeth, and even sticking out his tongue excitedly, this time he was going to stun his arch-rival, Wood.

When he snatched the bat from an unknown batsman on the team, tilted his head to the oncoming Bludger, and killed Wood, the mixed vomit of soaked bread and eggs that fell from the sky sprayed him all over the face in the mixture of white milk, and even because he subconsciously opened his mouth, the puddle ......

Anyway, it is said that since then, Flint has not eaten for a week, let alone eggs......