Chapter 14 A Proverb
The arrival of the new Slytherin students in the Great Hall with the Gryffindor Dean caused an uproar among the young wizards of the two houses, who had not dealt with each other very well.
But Xiwen didn't pay much attention to this, and he didn't have time to care about these little things. I didn't eat much breakfast, and the amount of mental and physical exercise in the morning was not too small, so Xiwen was hungry now.
Sitting behind the Slytherin table, he found that he was lucky, it should not be time to finish the meal, and the dishes were still on the plate.
The three of them may have not eaten in the morning, and they still did not finish their meal when Xiwen sat down, and they were still trying to fill their stomachs at the dinner table.
They watched as Shewin and Dumbledore walked into the Great Hall together, almost shocking the cutlery in their hands!
"Xiwen!" Abu asked in shock as he walked over with a glass of juice. "How dare you get so close to Dumbledore?!"
Mobley also hurriedly followed: "So Dumbledore is not a moody dark wizard after all?" β
"I don't know," said Xiwen with a pout, nonchalant. But he has the ability. It doesn't matter who he is. It's not a threat to us at school anyway, so it doesn't stop me from learning from him. β
After listening to Dumbledore's lecture in the morning and after the Q&A just now, Xiwen is now very convinced by Dumbledore, and he doesn't feel that he is as unbearable as the pure-blood families say.
Maybe everyone misunderstands him. He thought.
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By the time Xiwen finished eating, it was already half-past twelve, and the first Charms class in the afternoon was at one o'clock, and it seemed that it was time to leave for the classroom again.
'Next time, be sure to bring all the day's textbooks!' He thought with some annoyance, and ran extremely quickly towards the underground break room.
On the way down the stairs, he met the three Abu who were hurrying upstairs.
"Quick, Xiwen, just take us straight to the classroom!" When Abu saw Xiwen, he hurriedly stopped him who wanted to continue running, and said with a pant. "You never came back, so we took your book!"
As he spoke, he took out two of Xiwen's textbooks from his bag and handed them to him.
That's a little less travel. Xiwen took the textbook and put it into the pocket watch space, thinking very happily.
Then, he noticed six envious glances shooting from the side.
"I'm going to write to my dad tonight and ask him to send one to me." Abraxas gritted his teeth, and Mobley, who was beside him, agreed.
Only Gomez sighed a little lonely in the corner.
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The four of them made it to the Charms classroom on the fourth floor.
Unlike the Transfiguration classroom, the Charms classroom has desks and chairs arranged vertically - four long tables are arranged on the left and right sides of the classroom, leaving plenty of room for spellcasting in the middle of the classroom. The two long tables near the middle are lower, and the two against the wall are placed on raised stone steps, and the young wizards sit behind the desks and face the middle of the classroom to facilitate their lessons, while the young wizards in the back row are not blocked by the middle two rows.
The professor who taught the Charms class was already waiting in front of the blackboard at the front of the classroom. He was an older wizard with no beard and gray hair, not much of age. He has a long hooked nose and tall eyebrows, and a somewhat flirtatious smile at the corners of his mouth.
After the bell rang, he walked to the center of the classroom and introduced himself: "Dear first-graders, good afternoon! I'm your Charms professor this year, Adbay Wolflin, and I hope you all have a great time in Charms. β
Seeing that the professor was so kind, the little wizards all breathed a sigh of relief and showed a knowing smile, and warm applause rang out in the classroom.
While clapping, Shivin turned to Abraxas next to him and asked, "Our Charms professor is Adebe Wolflin?" β
Abu was stunned for a moment and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, is he famous?" β
"Didn't you notice? Our textbooks! Xiwen opened the Theory of Magic on the table and showed it to Abu. On the title page is a name - Adbay Wolflin!
Abu's eyes widened: "So he's very powerful?" β
"Of course, the basic rules of magic are what Professor Wolflin has summed up." Before Xiwen could speak, a girl in a school robe with a blue collar sitting in front of them turned her head and glared at them. "Also, the professor is going to start lecturing, be quiet."
Abu was about to retort, but was pulled by Shivin, who then found Professor Wolfrin looking at him with a playful look.
He had no choice but to give up, and could only glare at the back of the head of the Ravenclaw girl in the front row with his eyes......
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Professor Wolfflin was a master of magical theory who could write books that had been circulated at home and abroad, and he gave a very lively lecture on the theory of casting spells, which was so boring, that the young wizards listened attentively to his lectures, not even realizing that the class was over.
"Alright, that's all for today." Professor Wolfflin clapped his hands and said. "Go back and practice the casting gesture of the levitation spell, and we'll do it in the next class!"
After Professor Wolflin turned to leave, the four of them quickly packed up their things, walked out of the classroom door quickly, and walked on their way to the herbal medicine class.
At this time, Mobley suddenly asked, "Did we forget something just now?" β
"If you're talking about the recess of Charms class, then the professor forgot ......"
I don't know if Professor Wolfflin really forgot or if he took up the ten-minute break between classes in order to catch up with the course progress. Thinking that the professor had just finished speaking when the bell rang for the end of class, Xiwen felt that the latter was more likely.
He silently added, "I don't know if the professor has forgotten or not, but I guess the Ravenclaw group has completely forgotten." β
Looking at a group of little Ravenclaw wizards who had just taken notes and had just left the classroom with large bags on their backs, the three Abu nodded approvingly.
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The first-year herb class was held in Greenhouse One, and their herb class professor was a young witch who looked to be less than thirty years old.
Seeing this witch with a somewhat wooden look, Xiwen said with some disappointment: "I thought the herb professor would be Professor Billley. β
"How can you let the head of the department give you this kind of treatment in every class? Unless a savior who has saved the world comes to school, it is not surprising that the headmaster treats him very well, and he may arrange a timetable. Abu pursed his lips and replied. But it's impossible to think about! β
Xiwen sighed regretfully. Yes, if there is one grade and every subject is taught by the head of the department, what will the students in the other grades think? This is a great injustice to the other grades!
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What Abrazas wouldn't have imagined, however, was that what he said would become a prophecy years laterβ
Fifty-four years later, there was a real savior among the students, and the principal personally changed the teaching grade of the professors for him, and finally formed a luxurious teaching configuration for all the deans to teach the same class of students!
And this class of students also includes his grandson......
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