On September 3rd, the first day of Hogwarts' official school year, the originally gloomy and rainy day suddenly cleared up.

Albert had just opened his eyes and had woken up from his slumber. He slowly got up from the bed, walked barefoot to the window, and opened the window to let the cool morning breeze into the room.

The three roommates were still sleeping, and they had been talking to the Daily Prophet yesterday about the Quibetian game all night, and they fell asleep late, so Albert didn't plan to wake them up right now.

After all, classes didn't start until nine o'clock, and getting up now was too cruel for those of them who stayed up late.

After a brief wash, Albert glanced at the class schedule, checked the books, quills, ink and parchment in his school bag, and then carried his school bag to the Gryffindor lounge.

There were already people in the lounge, and they were students of the same class.

"Good morning, Wilson. Albert said hello to the girl in his grade who was flipping through Miranda Goshawk's Standard Spells, Elementary, presumably in preparation for the first Charms lesson of the morning.

"Good morning......" Shanna Wilson looked a little embarrassed, because she didn't know what the name of the boy in front of her was greeting, even though she knew that the other person was a freshman in the same class as herself.

"Albert Anderson. You can call me Albert. Albert saw Shanna Wilson's embarrassment, casually introduced herself to the other party, and he said, "Shall we go to the auditorium for dinner?"

"Oh, good...... Okay, Albert!" Shanna said with a little slurred, picked up the book and hurriedly followed Albert out of the common room.

Along the way, Shanna didn't speak, just followed Albert closely, and seemed to be looking around, trying to remember where she had gone.

Albert noticed Shanna's movements, and couldn't help but think to himself, "Shouldn't you not know the way?"

It's really possible.

Before, in the first class of college, I almost went to the wrong place.

Hogwarts is undoubtedly more complicated, and it's normal for people with a bit of road idiots to not find their way.

As Albert expected, Shanna really didn't know how to get to the auditorium, so she was in the lounge and waited for the others to go to the auditorium together.

To be honest, Gryffindor students aren't that keen to show the way, and a large percentage of the older students like to watch the new students look anxious. This kind of broken habit comes from the fact that they had a similar experience in the beginning, and over time they left this bad taste of watching others be unlucky.

Yesterday, Albert came back from the kitchen and saw a few seniors watching their freshmen fall into the staircase trap, and finally walked away laughing, with no intention of stepping forward to help.

Of course, this can only be regarded as a special case!

The vast majority of students would reach out and pull each other, at least Hufflepuff students would.

Arriving at the auditorium, Shanna Wilson looked relieved.

Albert sat down at the Gryffindor table, poured himself a glass of milk, and drank it all in one gulp. He looked up to see that Shanna was staring at him, her mouth slightly open, as if she wanted to say something?

He asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Albert likes milk?" Shanna was trying to communicate with the boy in front of her.

After all, no one wants to have no friends, and Albert still seems to be the type to talk to.

"Like?" Albert shook his head, "I don't like it, I'm just used to it, I've been drinking it since I was seven years old, and I've gotten used to it every morning." ”

Shanna opened her mouth, and suddenly she didn't know what to say, she actually admired Albert quite a lot, and she definitely couldn't do it herself.

Albert smeared the bread slices with jam and took a big bite, while Sanna, across from her, was eating an omelette, the kind of English that had been boiled and peeled off, coated in flour and fried in oil until golden to the outside...... Fried egg.

Albert thought it might be more appropriate to call it a golden fried egg. He himself was not at all interested in this unique British omelette, which was better than ordinary boiled eggs.

After eliminating the slices of bread in his hand, Albert prepared two more slices of bread, sandwiched some vegetable salad, and put some bacon and sausages on top to make a sandwich.

And, of course, a small bowl of polenta. The so-called polenta is actually corn soup, which is made by boiling ground corn with water and a small amount of milk.

Compared to Daisy's corn bisque, the polenta at school can only be considered so-so. Actually, it's no surprise that Daisy's corn bisque is one of the dishes she can best get her hands on.

After breakfast, Shanna and Albert talked about spells.

"I've heard Angelina say that you've mastered many spells, is that true, and how did you learn those spells in such a short time?" said Shanna, slowly, as if carefully considering her words.

"This ...... The main thing is that you need to be interested in it first, and then ......," Albert said after a moment's thought, "...... It also takes time to study and practice. ”

He feels that interest is actually very important, and if he is interested, he will be willing to take the time and learn a subject seriously.

"Interested?" said Shannano thoughtfully.

In fact, a student from a Muggle family like Shanna had no idea that she would be a witch and wizard, and she was still very confused about many things, after all, Muggle wizards had so much to learn.

There is no doubt that the students of the wizarding family are ahead of them.

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much, everyone is only fifty steps and a hundred steps, spend more time on the course, and you will soon be able to catch up with them. Albert suddenly felt a little ridiculous about what he was saying.

How did you make Gryffindor students love learning?

Not every student was Hermione Granger, and that one almost got sorted into Ravenclaw in the first place.

"You too?"

"Of course, what do you think?" replied Albert, as a matter of course.

However, when I say this, I always feel a little weak for some reason. After all, Albert is different from others, he has a panel, and he wants to learn a kind of knowledge, in addition to mastering it through his own learning, he can also upgrade his skills through the panel.

If he could fill up the wizard's bloodline, Albert would be able to learn magic a few streets faster than the others, but he didn't, and he didn't even receive the quest for the wizard's path.

Albert is also considering whether to wait until the level of the Wizard Bloodline is increased before receiving the quest reward, which is undoubtedly the most cost-effective method.

But the problem is that Albert is still struggling with his future work, and he doesn't really want to stay in the wizarding world.

If he decides to pursue his career in the Muggle world, he will have to reserve a lot of experience and skill points for himself to upgrade his various skills in economics in the future.

Forget it, don't think about these issues.

Albert shook off these distractions and slowly flipped through the "Nineteenth Century Spell Selection", he was actually quite satisfied with the current situation, as for the stored experience and skill points, they could be used later when needed.