"Professor Zhu, let's talk about this later, we have to continue to enroll new students!" Dumbledore changed the subject, led the process to the new life, and silently rejected Zhu Kunming's crazy idea.

"I hope you don't regret the day!" Zhu Kunming shook his head disapprovingly, and returned to his seat in a flash.

With the sound of music and McGonagall holding the Sorting Hat, the Orientation Ceremony resumed. Harry Potter, along with Ron and Hermione, are still in Gryffindor, just like in the movies.

However, like the famous Harry Potter, with Zhu Kunming's tirade today, Zhu Kunming's reputation is also resounding on campus. Of course, in the hearts of these students and teachers, Zhu Kunming is a nervous evil wizard, who often says some wild words and fallacies, and does not have the modesty of a wizard at all.

And on the unpopular list, Zhu Kunming's ranking also soared, and finally squeezed out Snape, became the most unpopular person in the college, and got the nickname of a braggart professor.

"I don't need you to wave your wand or recite bullshit spells in my class. All you have to do is listen carefully and remember everything I say! With a rush of words, Snape, the black-robed Potions instructor, walked into the classroom in a hurry.

"Now turn to page seven!" Snape tapped his hand on the blackboard, and Poker didn't show the slightest expression on his face.

"Whoa...," all the new students in the classroom were flipping through their books one by one, waiting for Snape to speak.

Snape didn't rush to lecture, but swept his gaze over the first-year students, and finally stopped at Harry.

Harry was holding a quill and writing something in his textbook, not noticing that Snape had arrived.

"Maybe some of you were already famous before you even entered the school, but as Professor Zhu said, you are still just a bunch of unpopular wizard apprentices. If any of you feel that you don't need to attend my class anymore, then I will be honored to throw him out of the window. Snape said, walking softly to Harry's side, looking at his old friend's child.

Harry Potter is James. Potter & Lily. A descendant of Potter, and during his school days, the introverted Snape had a crush on Lily. Potter remained unchanged until Lily Potter married Harry's father and was both killed by the Mystery Man. However, unlike his love for Lily Potter, Harry's father was the school's bully at the time, and always took pleasure in bullying the introverted Snape.

So for Harry Potter in front of him, Snape's heart is full of contradictions. One is because Harry is the child of his goddess, and he wants to protect the descendants of his goddess. Another point is the hatred for Harry's father, which makes him always think of the unpleasant past when he sees Harry.

"Harry...."Hermione, who was at the same table as Harry Potter, gently pulled Harry's sleeve under the desk, bringing him from the state of hard work to reality.

Harry stared blankly at Snape standing in front of him, and noticed that the mentor looked at him with hatred in his eyes.

Snape just looked at Harry Potter and finally shook his head; "You're Harry Potter! I see in you the same arrogance as your father, the same eyes in the eyes of no one! ”

"Mr. Potter, tell me, what will happen if you add daffodil juice to licorice liquid?"

Harry looked at Snape blankly, for he had never been exposed to any of this before he had come here, and he didn't know what Snape was talking about. In the same way Harry reacted, the dozens of new students in the classroom looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Just when the classroom was silent, Hermione, who was sitting next to Harry, raised her hand like a little peacock, which stood out in the entire silent classroom.

Snape glanced at Hermione, the only one in the room with her hand raised, and instead of asking her questions, he went on to ask Harry; "If I need a Sheep Heart for spellcasting, where do you need to find it for me?"

Harry glanced at Hermione, who had raised her hand again, lowered her head, and whispered; "I don't know, Professor."

"What is the difference between boat-shaped aconitum and wolf-shaped aconitum? How do they differ? Snape ignored Hermione again and asked Harry.

"I don't know, Professor!" Harry was silent for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, feeling as ridiculous as a clown in the eyes of the class.

Snape didn't pay attention to Harry's look, but said indifferently; "What a pathetic! It seems that fame doesn't mean everything, compared to your tablemates, you are really far behind! ”

At Snape's words, Harry lowered his head and glanced at Hermione, who looked like a proud peacock because he had been praised by Snape, and then clenched his fists to the roar of laughter from his classmates.

"I read that you are a new student, and it is the first time you have made a mistake, so I forgive you once, and now turn the book to page seven!" Snape turned away and walked back to his podium, not looking at Harry's sad expression.

"Levitation is one of the most basic skills of a wizard, and this magic allows objects to fly without consuming less mana." With the words, in the magic knowledge class, an elderly fairy tutor who is only more than one meter tall explains the principles of magic to the new students.

"Let's do it with me, flick your wand at the feather on the table, and flick your wrist up."

"Swing and flick!" With the fairy mentor's words, everyone waved their wands and waved them at the feathers in front of them.

Seeing that everyone was doing it their way, the goblin mentor spoke again; "Come, we're working on a spell to make the feathers fly. .... Yujadimu, Leviosa. ”

"Yujadimu, Leviosa." Everyone waved their wands, but the feathers in front of them did not react in the slightest.

"Pay attention to the correct pronunciation and don't rush the tone." The fairy tutor corrected the students' pronunciation.

"Yujadimu, Leviosa." With a wave of her wand in her hand, the feather in front of her swirled in front of her with the use of the spell, and then flew into the air.

"How did you do it!" Ron, who was sitting behind Hermione and Harry, stabbed Hermione with his hand and asked in disbelief.

"Hmph, I'm a genius!" Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron and raised her head proudly.

(End of chapter)