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So he smiled and explained to Benjamin, "You don't have to worry, the teachers know the Slytherin traditions. They're just going to think we're very affectionate? Well, that's a weird adjective for Slytherin. ”

Benjamin reacted, shook his head slightly, and then explained, "I was just in a bit of a trance just now, maybe I didn't sleep well last night." I think I'll be waiting for you at the door of the classroom after the Charms class is over. ”

At this moment, there was a sudden movement from the window.

It seemed to be the sound of some kind of creature invading, and they quickly flapped their wings and flew towards their little master. There is no doubt that they are all owls.

"On the first day of school, new students always receive something from their families. Carl laughed, and he wasn't surprised that most of the owls would fly towards the little kids who were still snotty.

Many Slytherins also received it, and their proud little faces showed a bit of innocence.

Benjamin wasn't looking forward to it, especially when he heard his dad say to him in an aria, "Oh, son, we're going to make you a sensation at Hogwarts when we send you a letter." Yes, no one except our Ludwig family has ever used an eagle to deliver letters, which is much more handsome than an owl. ”

Well, Benjamin hadn't seen it yet, and according to his father, the eagle lived in the attic of the manor.

Just as Benjamin was still thinking about what kind of eagle it would be, a group of people burst into laughter.

Benjamin poked his head out and quickly discovered the source of the laughter.

Neville Longbottom, the chubby, Muggle-looking wizard. He was also a pure-blood wizard, but one of the most reluctant pure-blood wizards in Slytherin.

"That's a memory ball, haha, it's so fun!" said one of the little wizards, laughing as he knocked over the pumpkin juice in front of him.

"That's what my grandmother only used, oh, poor Longbottom. Truth be told, Benjamin didn't hear any pity in this sentence.

The chubby boy was now blushing and crumbling in his grip on the glass ball in his hand, as if he shouldn't have thanked his grandmother for her thoughtfulness, or blamed her for being nosy.

The Savior's owl is a snowy white owl that looks fascinating. It apparently didn't bring any letters, though, and just ate some crumbs on Harry's plate before heading back to the school's owl house.

After lunch, Benjamin went to the Charms classroom with Draco behind him, and Goyle and Crabbe behind Draco.

When the Charms professor saw Fleway, he was surprisingly small, almost standing on a pile of books to reach the podium.

Could he be a dwarf? That's a race of courage in Benjamin's world. They are good at ironmaking, love alcoholism, and are reckless.

However, dwarves are not good at magic, and Benjamin immediately denied his idea.

"Freshman, I am so full of vitality to see you. What we're going to learn today is very simple, it's to get familiar with your wand. Take out your wands and follow me, waving them!"

Professor Fleeway may be short, but his voice is loud and passionate.

Benjamin, of course, did so.

"Very good, most of the students' movements are very standard, this is the first step to the successful use of magic. The second step is to familiarize yourself with the spell. Of course, I'm talking about not mispronouncing the word, do we have students here who aren't native English speakers?"

"Ludwig, he's German!" said a Slytherin, whom Benjamin did not know, pointing at him.

"Well, Ludwig, I know, I know your father, he is a great magician. Say hello to him on my behalf. Professor Fleeway looked at Benjamin kindly.

"I will, Professor. As for the language aspect, I don't think I have any problems. Benjamin, of course, would not have a problem, he had taught himself the language of giants, dragons, the undead and elves in addition to the lingua franca.

Benjamin once wanted to be a language teacher!

Professor Fleeway smiled, continuing to familiarize everyone with his wand and spells.

After class, Benjamin said goodbye to Draco and waited for Carl at the door of the classroom.

Fortunately, after a while, Carl ran over, he wiped the sweat from his face, and said, "Didn't you wait long? I came running, you know, the Sacred Animal Protection Division, on the other side of the Forbidden Forest, is a little far away." ”

In fact, Benjamin didn't know that he would only have this course tomorrow, and it was with Gryffindor.

Benjamin deliberately looked through the class schedule, except for the Transfiguration class and the Magical Beast Protection class, the next Potions class and Quidditch class were all with Gryffindor.

These two inherently incompatible colleges really made the headmaster, Benjamin couldn't help but think.

"Luckily, I just got out of class. Benjamin followed behind Carl.

It can be seen that this distant relative of the Black family is quite popular. Along the way, quite a few people greeted him.

"Carl, will you see you in the library tonight?" a beautiful blonde woman with a pair of large boobs walked over, and she was a male killer.

Carl gave Benjamin a somewhat embarrassed look. "Pepe, I think I'm still in a hurry to go to class, and we'll talk about it at dinner, okay?"

"Quite normal, isn't it?" said Benjamin, who had been silent, just as they were approaching the door of the classroom.

"Oh, yes? Well, Benjamin, you little imps are pretty precocious. Pepe, a good girl, I mean, she's got a hot body. You'll understand when you're older. Merlin's beard, I'm talking to you about something, let's get inside!"

Benjamin discovers that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the senior year is actually with Gryffindor.

Because he saw the red-haired one with the prefect's badge Gryffindor.

If Benjamin's memory is correct, his name is Posey Weasley.

"Hello students, I see a few young faces, you must be from Slytherin, excellent tradition. Professor Quirrell had a huge scarf around his neck.

According to the most mischievous Weasley twin at Hogwarts, the scarf also smells of garlic.

I heard that Professor Quirrell made it specially to prevent the revenge of the vampires.

Benjamin was actually very curious, vampire, the weak-looking professor, managed to escape the vampire's attack.

That's a high-level necromantic creature.

Of course, a group of necromancers fought over vampires and lichs who were high-level necromantic creatures.