Early the next morning, Fan Lin and the others began a new round of busy life. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The first days of school are always difficult and long. After enjoying such a long period of leisure time, no one will get into the state at the first time, at least Van Lin.

Every morning after the morning class, Van Lin is always accustomed to going to Meimei to sleep a good night's sleep, and the good holiday life is always so pleasant, if not chased by Sirius Black, it will be even more perfect.

But time can't always stay in holiday life, and early the next morning, when Van Lin, Harry, Ron, and Hermione enter the hall for breakfast, the daily taunts come to their faces.

But this time, Malfoy had a new round of materials, shocking, Potter happened to meet the Dementors, and that kind of thing happened between the two.

Well, Harry's fainting on the train was the focus of the moment, and Malfoy said vividly, pretending to faint as Harry passed by him.

Ignore him," Hermione said, as she walked behind Harry, "just ignore him, it's not worth it......"

"Hey, Potter!" screamed Pancy Parkinson, a girl from Slytherin, who looked like a poodle. "Potter, Potter, ho-ho, ho-ho!"

Harry sat down at a table in Gryffindor, next to George Weasley. "New 3rd grade schedule. George said, handing them out, "What's wrong with you, Harry?"

"Malfoy. Ron said, sitting on the other side of George. Look back at the Slytherin table. George looked up just in time to see Malfoy pretending to faint again. "That little fool," he said calmly, "wasn't so arrogant last night when the Dementors were in the carriage. Scared to come to our car, didn't you, Fred?"

"I almost didn't wet myself. Fred said, glancing at Malfoy with contempt. "I'm not particularly happy myself," said George, "those Dementors are terrible things......

"Maybe you can take in Malfoy's face after Quidditch, it must be funny. Van Lin had a loaf of bread in his mouth, and his words were a little slurred, which made Hermione glare at him dissatisfied.

"Can't you just eat what's in your mouth and then talk?"

“...... I'm sorry!" Van Lin smiled awkwardly as he placed the sandwich he had just raised on the silver platter in front of him.

"Van Lin is right, Harry, you can wait until Quidditch to teach him a good lesson, it's really not worth getting angry with him now. Hermione said, glancing at the timetable in her hand and happily placing it on the table.

"Well, there's a new class to take today. Van Lin stuffed a mouthful of red sausage into his mouth, and he forgot Hermione's words again......

Hermione ignored his behavior, though, and she seemed very happy, "Well, there are several new classes to ......"

"How many?" Van Lin looked at Hermione suspiciously, "Only divination today?"

"Hee-hee......" Hermione smiled, but she didn't say anything.

"What......" Van Lin picked up Hermione's class schedule and frowned.

"Why, you still took all the classes? You're going to take ten courses today, and you don't have time to go there......"

"I'll figure it out. I've talked to Professor McGonagall. Hermione triumphantly said that Professor McGonagall was perfect for her to help with this problem.

"Time ......"

"Okay Van Lin. Hermione said, "Don't say it, I've already decided." ”

"But look," said Ron, laughing, "see this morning? nine o'clock, divination." Below, at nine o'clock, Muggle studies, and ......" Ron got closer to the timetable, incredulous, "Look...... Below this is arithmetic divination, nine o'clock. I mean, I know you're great, Hermione, but no one is that good, how can you take three classes at the same time?"

"Don't be stupid," Hermione said irritably, "I certainly can't take three classes at the same time. ”

"Meet, then ......"

"Hand me the jam. Hermione said.

"But ......"

"Oh, Ron, my class schedule is a little full, so what does that have to do with you?" Hermione snapped. "I'm telling you, I've fully negotiated with Professor McGonagall. ”

"Okay......" Ron looked embarrassed, he was inexplicably attacked again, and he glanced at Van Lin with dissatisfaction. This made Van Lin feel very ...... Well, discriminately......

The argument didn't last long, and after a while, Hagrid walked into the hall carrying a dead ferret, much to Van Lin's displeasure, for his Animagus was a ferret.

"Hagrid...... "What are you carrying this thing for?" asked Van Lin.

"You mean this?" Hagrid shook the ferret in his hand, "This is the food, I'm going to use it today, the Magical Beasts Protection Division...... You know, I'm ...... today. Well......"

Hagrid was a little incoherent, but Van Lin could roughly understand what Hagrid meant, but it still made Van Lin feel uncomfortable.

"Are you all right?" he asked eagerly, as if to ask them what he was wearing, but he didn't give a few of them a chance to answer.

Hagrid continued, "You're going to my first class! After lunch, I'll get up at five o'clock, and I'll have everything done...... I hope that Mrs. Ping Ping's ...... I...... Become a teacher...... Honestly......"

He grinned at them and walked over to the teacher's desk, still waving the dead ferret.

"I wonder what he's preparing?" Ron said, a hint of anxiety in his voice.

"Anyway, I don't like it when he feeds ferrets...... Foil said, and he took a big bite of the sandwich as if to vent his anger on the food.

It didn't take long for breakfast time to end so badly, and a few people took their things and began to walk towards the north building.

The Divination Class is located in the North Tower of Hogwarts, and according to Percy's information, they are to turn right on the eighth floor of the North Building, and then walk down a particularly long spiral staircase.

This made the Van Lin people look for a long time, and in the two years they came to Hogwarts, the Van Lin people had never been to the North Tower of Hogwarts.

The professor who taught them divination was Professor Sybil Trawney, who, according to Fred and George, was always insane, and she always liked to make bad predictions in the first class.

In Van Lin's view, this is undoubtedly Professor Trawney's desire to give the new students a disadvantage, so that they can maintain a sense of awe for divination.

However, according to the situation in memory, although Professor Trawney is very unreliable, the words she said once she entered the state of prophecy are still very useful.