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Benjamin was sleepy-eyed, apparently not sleeping well.

"Get up, Frank, you're a zombie now! you don't need to sleep!" Benjamin said weakly as he nudged Frank, who didn't know when he was sleeping next to him.

He had become weak after polluting his soul (using his own blood) last night.

In the words of Barrow the Bloody Man, "Master, you don't know what you look like, it looks like you're going to die at any moment." ”

Well, although Benjamin didn't want to admit it, he obviously found that using necromancy in this world was extremely draining on his body.

Frank was soon woken up by Benjamin, who reflexively looked at his stomach, intact. I touched my neck again, and there was no scar. Was it a dream last night?

"Oh my God, you don't think you're dreaming, Frank. Although I know you look like a normal person, don't look at me with such aggrieved eyes. Now, please get up and go back to the Gryffindor lounge!"

Benjamin couldn't imagine the sensation it would be to see a new Gryffindor student emerge from a Slytherin common room!

Perhaps, when the time comes, everyone will not think that Benjamin is a fool, but think that he has inherited the bloodline power of Meiwa.

Hearing this, Frank of course also reacted. It doesn't matter if he's dead or not, oh, he's saying whether he's a zombie or not, he's still a Gryffindor!

He didn't want to be teased by a bunch of Slytherins!

So with Benjamin's help, (the weakened Benjamin could only help Frank cover) Frank finally crawled back to the Gryffindor common room without danger.

Thankfully, he didn't forget the password.

"Dragon scum. ”

The first Transfiguration class at the beginning of the school year turned out to be a Gryffindor and Slytherin class together.

Benjamin even thought that this was a deliberate arrangement by Dumbledore, as he thought that it might improve the relationship between the two houses.

Is it possible?

When Benjamin slowly walked into the classroom and saw Draco and Harry going toe-to-toe, Benjamin thought it was impossible.

"Oh, Potter, our Savior!" Draco walked in front of Harry, surrounded by his henchmen Goyle and Crabbe.

Although the two had not actually met before, the moment Draco saw Harry, he felt that he hated Harry Potter and that he should be Harry's lifelong enemy. (Draco himself was freaked out by the thought.) ）

Benjamin sat down in the last seat of his own, apparently not wanting to get involved in the children's fight.

Harry and the red-haired boy next to him, Ron was immediately enraged.

Ron frowned and whispered in Harry's ear, "He's Draco Malfoy, a nuisance. My mother mentioned to me that his family might be Death Eaters!"

Of course Harry knew that, he was a big believer in the Great Devil who couldn't even name him.

It's just that the children of the Death Eaters can still go to school at Hogwarts? Harry thought it was strange.

"Weasley, did your mother say that if you talk nonsense in front of others, you will be beaten!" Draco's face changed immediately when he heard the word Death Eater, and he even pulled out his wand.

In an instant, many of the surrounding students let out screams of surprise.

Benjamin, on the other hand, looked at Draco with great curiosity, wondering what kind of level this peer could have.

But apparently Merlin didn't give him a chance to see the show.

"Drop your wand, Mr. Malfoy!" Professor McGonagall appeared in the doorway at some point, and she looked at Draco coldly. "Slytherin, deduct a point!

"Oh, Draco, well, I mean, Professor McGonagall is the head of Gryffindor. Pansy grabbed an angry Draco and whispered in his ear.

"Professor McGonagall seems to be a lot harsher than the other teachers. At some point, Frank sat down next to Benjamin, and he looked no different except that his pupils had turned blue again.

"Frank, I know you've become my zombie and can't help but want to get close to me. But don't you think it's strange that a Gryffindor and a Slytherin are so close?"

Benjamin instinctively doesn't like people getting too close to him, and apparently he can't think of Frank as a pure zombie.

"It's alright, I think Professor McGonagall would love to see that. Frank even looked up and gave Professor McGonagall a smile when he finished speaking.

Wearing glasses and her hair tucked back at her head, Professor McGonagall looked stern and intelligent. Yes, she is an extremely good witch.

"Okay, forget about the unpleasantness just now. Let's start the lesson. Before I start the lesson, I must tell you that Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous spell you will ever use in Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall glanced at Draco and Harry.

"If anyone dares to mess with my class, I will ask him out immediately and never have to come back. ”

Benjamin probably understood why he had asked her to come to the first class, and Professor McGonagall was giving them the freshmen a dismount.

If she had been in the church, she might have been a puritan, or she might have been a presiding judge.

In the end, Frank sat next to Benjamin. Draco, on the other hand, sat on Benjamin's side on the grounds of the friendly relationship between the Malfoy family and the Ludwig family.

"I smelled a strange smell. Draco said, Benjamin was still a little nervous for a moment, could it be that there was a residual necromantic aura on Frank's body?" ”

Benjamin looked at the sky, he was really worried, this was just a bunch of little kids.

And after the little kid becomes a zombie, he is still a little kid.

Right now, for example, Frank and Draco looked like they were going to quarrel.

Professor McGonagall might notice this. Benjamin reminded coldly. He actually just didn't want these two idiots to disturb his studies, after all, Benjamin was very curious about the magic of this world.

In his world, any magician can only choose a comprehension that he is good at to explore. Benjamin chose necromancy. And he was equally interested, for example, elemental magic had to close its doors to him forever.

Obviously, there are no such restrictions in this world.

Harry and Ron sat in front of Benjamin, who didn't understand why they were sitting like that.

Next to Ron sat a girl with fluffy hair, but who looked very excited.

She pushed her head forward (Benjamin: "Why didn't she pick the first row?"), trying to see Professor McGonagall's every move.