"I can't believe I missed something yesterday!"

At breakfast time on Friday, Eddie hurried to the seat next to Scott and sat down, reaching out and grabbing a loaf of bread.

"You don't know yet......" he looked frowning, his eagerness to share gossip.

Scott, Roger, and Milton all looked at him.

Eddie tore off a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it casually before swallowing it quickly.

He couldn't wait, "Professor Black's Defence Against the Dark Arts class got off to a successful start yesterday afternoon, but Professor Hagrid's first lesson on protecting magical beasts went haywire!" ”

Scott asked, "Yesterday?" What grade does Hagrid teach? ”

"Third grade." Eddie said, "Hagrid brought a terrible beast into class, and as a result, injured Malfoy. ”

Roger grinned and said, "I have to tell you, Eddie, we've all heard about it, but I didn't expect that only you and Scott didn't know about it." ”

"Oh......"

Eddie looked incredulous.

"You know, I was busy with business yesterday." He tried to salvage his reputation as a "gossip expert".

Roger shrugged his shoulders, "Yes, you've been running around the freshmen's dorms in addition to classes, selling them your merchandise. ”

"I've heard about it, too." Scott, who hadn't actually heard about it, spoke, "Hippogriffs have winged beasts. ”

"You know that, too?" Eddie was even more frustrated.

Scott said to Roger, "We're going to have to worry about our Conservation Magical Beasts class." No matter how well little Malfoy hurts, I'm afraid Malfoy Sr. won't give up. ”

Roger said regretfully, "Yes, the biggest possibility is that we don't see the Hippogriff anymore, I heard that Potter rode that beast around the Black Lake." ”

Eddie also regretted that he also took the course.

"Yes, Professor Kettleburn has never shown us large magical beasts, and that part of the teaching has always been limited to books, but Hagrid's view of animals is clearly very different from that of the average person."

Roger laughed, "While it would be a little offensive to Professor Hagrid to say that, it's clear that he's looking at his own body type. ”

After breakfast, Scott took a lesson in ancient magic and a lesson in arithmetic divination.

After the arithmetic divination class ended, Professor Victor Flitwick asked Scott to stay.

"I noticed, Mr. Trollope."

Professor Victor, who was tall, and lanky, stared down at Scott.

His eyes were a little bulging through the thick lenses of his glasses.

"Looks like you've made new strides in the magic of arithmetic divination." He affirmed.

Scott was a little surprised by his sharpness, but nodded anyway.

He said: "I changed the way of arithmetic divination, moved away from quills and parchment, and really became more proficient. ”

"I know you've used arithmetic divination to help others solve their problems, and you've even recovered your Ravenclaw crown." Professor Victor said directly.

It seems that the usually obscure professor has paid much attention to Scott.

"Come and show your new way." He looked a little impatient.

Skoll nodded, pulled out his wand, and with a wave of it, left strings of golden numbers in the air.

"I see." Victor stared closely at Scott's movements, "This is indeed a way to make arithmetic divination more convenient. ”

When Scott demonstrated the whole process of arithmetic divination, he immediately exclaimed, "That's good, and your method has inspired me." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the books on the podium and turned around and walked straight out of the classroom.

At this moment, even knowing that Professor Victor was such an unsociable character, Scott was still a little stunned.

"I'll study your way, and of course, I'll share the results with you." Professor Victor, who had walked to the door, suddenly turned around and said.

"You should also work harder, and when you become more proficient in the magic of arithmetic divination, you can continue to simplify the process!"

After saying these few words, he hurried away.

Scott smiled and left the arithmetic and divination classroom.

He didn't mind the way Professor Victor studied the way he used, it was just a simple spell after all.

He had a hunch that perhaps he would get more in return from Professor Victor.

That night, Scott found a desk in the college library to work on his dissertation assignments, as usual, and Milton was with him.

In the afternoon Potions class, Snape stared at Scott for a long time, which seriously affected Scott's partner Milton.

Under Snape's watchful eye, a nervous Milton accidentally messed up their potion.

Snape was critical of the finished potion for a long time, and he asked them to write an extra paper.

Of course, it's not just Scott and Milton who are getting this treatment.

Snape seemed to be in a terrible mood, which made him mean even more to his students in class.

"I'm so sorry, Scott." Milton has been apologizing to Scott, "It's all my fault. ”

Scott was writing his paper at a rapid pace when he glanced at the parchment in front of him.

He looked at Milton in surprise, "Why did you write such a point?" ”

All along, Milton has only been a little poor in practical skills in potions, and he should be fine in theory.

"I must admit it." Milton said, "I didn't listen to this afternoon's class. ”

Scott finished the paper in his hand, put down his pen and looked at Milton, "Looks like you have something on your mind." ”

It dawned on him that perhaps Milton's mistake in the afternoon Potions class wasn't just due to Snape's staring.

"My dad wrote to me to meet in Hogsmeade," Milton said. ”

Scott raised an eyebrow, "I remember the first Hogsmeade Village weekend was at the end of October, and it's only early September. ”

Milton nodded, "Yes, he made an appointment for this meeting almost two months in advance. ”

"And you're nervous almost two months in advance?" Scott handed him his paper, "You'd better think about how you're going to finish this potions paper." ”

Milton took the parchment and thanked him softly.

Seeing that he was still in a bad mood, Scott had to say, "You can't escape meeting your father." If you really want to start living independently, you have to make it clear to him as well. ”

Scott couldn't tell Milton directly, maybe seeing each other would be less, because Mr. Graves and Mrs. Zabini's marriage must have been mined.

Of course, because Mrs. Zabini is famous for her past experiences, Milton himself is actually aware of it.

But what Scott really can't say is that he still doesn't know why Medea made the marriage.

Milton's father, Mr. Grevis, was just an ordinary clerk in the Magical Accident Disaster Division of the Ministry of Magic's Reversal of Contingency Team, and their family was just an ordinary family of emerging wizards.

In any case, Mr. Graves is not worthy of Medea telling Mrs. Zabini to do so.

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