At the 1919 freshman meeting, Zhao Mai changed his perspective. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Last year, he was still in the audience, waiting for the Sorting Hat to decide which house he went to, but this year he sat on the stage, waiting for the students to join him with all the teachers. However, he was the lowest of all the teachers, so he sat on the far side, next to the teacher of the flying lesson, the Kama Witch. Zhao Mai only took one of her classes, and also caused the accident of the collapsed bridge.

Zhao Mai opened his psychic energy field and began to receive everyone's emotional signals. In different moods, the body will show different states, from heartbeat, breathing, small movements to the smell of the body. It would naturally be better if it could access their minds, but Zhao Mai didn't want to alarm the wizards here, so he just passively felt the feelings of other people.

One of them had the most mixed feelings. Zhao Mai followed the mental signal and looked over, wasn't that Barbara? She had risen another level, and was waiting for the arrival of the new student below, but this year was different, and she could no longer see the excited expression on her face. After being explicitly rejected by Zhao Mai, Barbara fainted, and when she woke up, she scolded Zhao Mai for not being a gentleman enough. "Girls should be allowed to say no, how can a man treat a woman like this?!"

Zhao Mai couldn't answer that question, and Barbara didn't dig any deeper. After that, the relationship between the two quickly cooled down, and the embarrassment slowly heated up and fermented. Zhao Mai has been paying attention to Barbara's emotional signals, but she can also feel embarrassed, she has gradually calmed down and began to slowly accept the change in reality.

"Teacher Dragon's Roar, Teacher Dragon's Roar?" Karma lowered her voice and called twice, then touched Zhao Mai with her elbow: "Are you interested in leading a Quidditch team? Teacher Chekov is going to have a baby this year, and the Gryffindor Quidditch team has no leader, are you interested?"

"Thanks, I'm not interested in Quidditch, so I won't delay the students. ”

"Actually, it's a good job, watching the students flying around in the sky, and you fight for me to sweat. Kama couldn't help but laugh: "Every time I feel as young as them, that feeling is something that I can't get for more gold coins!"

"I don't even know what to do as a team leader, and the Gryffindor students will eventually blame me. Well, when you're leading a team at Ravenclaw College, can I go and see it? I need to at least know what the leaders do. You also know that I went to school for a year, and I still ran around, and I didn't even participate in the team, so it was very inappropriate to be a team leader. ”

"So what do you do in your spare time? I know there are wizards out there who would love to get to know you. Can you tell us a little bit about life in the East!"

"Okay, if you have the chance, you must call me. Zhao Mai pointed to the rostrum, Principal Dippet had already walked to the middle, and it seemed that the new students were about to arrive.

The doors opened, and the first-year students walked in with cheers and applause. As last year, the hall is dimmed, the ceiling is hidden in mist, and the floating candles give the effect of starlight. When Zhao Mai saw this scene again, he was no longer the slightest surprise and touch. But the emotional signals of the new students made up for his missing feelings, and a teardrop of excitement slid down the corner of his eye.

Principal Dippert straightened his arms and quieted the students. He took out his wand and waved it, and a new pennant appeared on the roof, "World Wizarding Youth Championship Champion". An orange-red glow shot down obliquely from the flag, right on the headmaster.

He gave an impassioned speech, talking about the achievements of Hogwarts last year and high expectations for the new students. He also called out the names of Jie Bao and Zhao Mai, and the two had to stand up to greet the people present. In the warm applause, Zhao Mai was also officially introduced as a teacher of physical education.

A few untimely laughter came into Zhao Mai's ears, even in the applause of the main theme. It is understandable that this kind of emotion is changed, if you change positions, Zhao Mai will sit below and watch his classmates suddenly become teachers, and at this time he will also show some distrust.

Then came the sorting ceremony, where the wrab, crumpled Sorting Hat sang a new song it had come up with after a year in the cupboard, and it was ridiculously out of tune. One by one, the students stepped forward, with anticipation, excitement, and a little nervousness, and sat down in their chairs one by one, asking Dumbledore to buckle the Sorting Hat over his head. Zhao Mai relived the emotions of those students, and the memories in his mind were also vivid. I remember the smile on my face when the Sorting Hat shouted "Addo", and I remember the joy of the crowd when I was assigned to Ravenclaw.

He stole a glance at Barbara, and the little girl clapped her hands vigorously as she welcomed the new students to join. Judging by her mood, it seems that she has temporarily forgotten the gloom of this time. Yes, youth is short-lived, so the sentimentality of youth is also short-lived, and it will soon be replaced by new things.

After the sorting ceremony, the grand feast began. Zhao Mai had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and his psychic ability enveloped the audience, greedily absorbing everyone's emotional signals. This year's feast is still sumptuous, the mountains of sweets represent the joy of the mountains, the flowing drinks are the flowing laughter, everyone is immersed in it, releasing the most relaxed and pleasant pleasure of the year - only Zhao Mai is the absorber. He draws a little bit from each person, and when it comes together, it becomes a strong and complex emotional feeling. It's like dozens of cakes, dozens of gummies, and dozens of grilled chicken thighs.

"If you can eat, you can call it alive!" Under this strong stimulation, Zhao Mai slowly regained the feeling of "being a man", and finally realized what was good. He picked up a french fry with his fingers, dipped it in bright red ketchup, and gently put it in his mouth.

Still doesn't taste good.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, Rome was not built in a day, Zhao Mai knows that he still has a lot of work to do, and at present, he still has to start by "sucking" the students' thinking signals.

The next day was a Thursday, and there was Zhao Mai's physical education class in the morning. It was a rare sunny day, with the autumn sun shining unhindered on the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts, and the twenty pupils who were curious about the new course - and the dozens who had not visited the course - were enjoying the sunshine.

Zhao Mai has only one requirement for all students: to dress lightly and comfortably, and different people have different understandings of this. Those who knew Zhao Mai better, such as Barbara and Jebel, opted for the rider's suit: a hard-shell round hat that could be tied to the chin, a close-fitting shirt and jacket, tough breeches and boots, and gloves. Others are predominantly in wizard robes, with a few wearing sweaters directly. Since it was an elective class, they came from different grades and colleges, and many of them had never taken classes together, so they chattered non-stop.

"It's almost class, why haven't you come yet?" Jeff looked anxiously at the entrance of the stadium before seeing a large black shadow approach.