When Xiwen woke up from his slumber, there was not much sunlight left in the bedroom through the black lake outside the window, and the surroundings were quite dark.

Xiwen opened his hazy sleepy eyes, was confused for a moment, and then opened his eyes wide.

"Damn! What time is this? Breaking out in a cold sweat, he scrambled sideways to look for his pocket watch under the pillow, only to find it falling out of his neckline......

"You're finally awake!" Abraxas's voice came from the bed opposite. "Did you know that you missed all the afternoon classes!"

"yes, it's too strong, I won't go to class the next day of school." Mobley said with admiration, and then he beckoned Gomez to light the chandelier. "Gomez, Shivin has woken up and can light the lamp!"

Gomez also gave Shivin an admiring look, then stood up and walked to the door of the dormitory, pulling a pull tab next to him.

A snapping of fingers sounded above the chandelier, and a spark struck the candles full of chandeliers with precision, and the bedroom immediately became brightly lit.

Xiwen covered his face in annoyance, blocked the suddenly dazzling light by the way, and said angrily: "Why didn't anyone call me......

"Have you forgotten, you're the only one of us who wants you to take a nap, and the three of us haven't even gone back to the dormitory." Abu said with a disdainful look at Xiwen.

"In addition, the herb class classroom and the magic history classroom are not very close, and we are not familiar with the castle, so we don't have time to go back to the dormitory to find you!" Mobley added.

"Hey!" Xiwen sighed deeply, feeling that life was hopeless.

"Oh yes, Senior Pritter just sent me a note saying that the Vice Chancellor asked him to give it to you." Gomez interjected suddenly.

Xiwen glanced over the table, and sure enough, half a piece of parchment was lying there quietly.

It reads: "Mr. Rozier: Please come to my office as soon as you see it." —Galadia Meles", and the location of the vice-chancellor's office is also written below the parchment.

Xiwen held his forehead: "It's over, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the sun tomorrow." ”

Under the pitying eyes of the three roommates, Xiwen left the dormitory and walked towards Professor Melles' office with heavy steps.

The Vice Chancellor's office is on the second floor of the main tower, quite close to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, and after walking up the marble steps, turn left to see the elaborate log door of the office.

Xiwen knocked on the door a little weakly.

"Please come in!" Professor Meleth's voice came from the office, and the office door opened.

Frightened, Shiwen walked in and saw Professor Meles sitting behind his desk. It's still the same as when school started the day before yesterday, wearing a blue robe and a pointed wizard hat. But her face was not as amiable as it was at the beginning of the school year, but was very serious and strained.

In the vice-chancellor's office, another man dressed as a professor sat on the couch next to him, a short, stocky middle-aged man with thick straw-colored hair and a sparse ginger-gold beard. At this time, he was chatting with Professor Meleth with Xiaoxiao.

Seeing Xiwen come in, Professor Meles looked at him sternly and said slowly, "Mr. Rozier, tell me what's going on with you, you dare to skip the whole afternoon class on the second day of school!" ”

Xiwen touched his nose weakly and whispered, "Professor, I didn't mean to, I really accidentally slept ......"

Professor Meles pursed his lips and said solemnly, "You should learn to master the concept of time, Mr. Rozier. Did you know that Professor Essard, who taught your herbal medicine class, was almost mad! ”

Even after listening to the whole herb class, I had just learned that her name was Essad. Even after being criticized by the vice principal, Xiwen still couldn't help but secretly complain about the professor of herbal medicine who was not very good.

It seemed to be seen that Xiwen was a little absent-minded, and Professor Meles wanted to continue to criticize a few words, when the short and fat man sitting on the sofa spoke.

"Relax, Galadia. After all, it's a freshman who has just arrived, and it's normal that you haven't adapted to a good environment! He said with a smile, and smiled kindly at Xiwen.

Professor Meles frowned and said to the man, "Horace, this is a student of your academy, and in theory it should indeed be left to you. But I hope you can give the punishment fairly, at least the deduction of points and confinement are indispensable! ”

Hearing Professor Melles's words, Shevin realized that this kind-looking short, stocky man was none other than Horace Slughorn, the head of Slytherin, and a reliable man who told Sandrine that he could ask for help. He couldn't help but glance at the man more.

"I understand, Galadia." Professor Slughorn nodded, smiled and motioned for Shevin to follow, before leading him out of the vice-chancellor's office.

Walking on the road, Xiwen looked cautiously at the dean of his direct line and asked, "Professor, what will be the punishment for me?" ”

"Ah, punishment!" Professor Slughorn pinched his chin and thought as if he had just remembered this. "I want to think about it."

"Well, so be it, Slytherin deduct ten, and then you come to me every Friday for confinement. Well, this punishment is okay, right? He winked at Xiwen and said with a smile. By the way, I have a slug club, would you be interested in participating, Xiwen? ”

"I'll tell you secretly, the weekly meeting of the Slug Club is on Friday!" Professor Slughorn said mysteriously. "If you attend, the Friday party is your confinement!"

'That's it?' Xiwen froze in place, sinking into deep self-doubt. Even if the Slytherin prefect helps the new students break the school rules, the Slytherin dean actually takes the lead in exploiting the school rules? So what kind of people are you in this academy......

It wasn't until Dean Slughorn smiled and sent him to the staircase leading to the Slytherin common room in the entrance courtyard that Shivin reacted. He hurriedly thanked the professor and resolutely did not agree with his idea of sending him directly to the break room.

Back in the dormitory, Xiwen still felt a little outrageous. I violated the school rules, skipped class for an afternoon, and even almost mad a professor as the vice principal said. And the dean of the academy didn't mean to blame at all, but thought about sending himself to the dormitory himself?

After telling this to Xiwen, or rather the three roommates who were anxiously waiting for the show, Mobley and Gomez opened their mouths in shock. Only Abu was surprised when he heard it.

"If it were Professor Slughorn, it would make sense." Abu said inscrutablely. "My dad told me before school started, go to Professor Slughorn if anything, and he'll take care of everything!"

"Is our dean so good?" Gomez asked.

"No," said Abu, "he will probably only help me and those of my family. ”

Gomez: "......"

Xiwen didn't have the face to continue listening to Abu's display there, interrupted him a little embarrassed, and asked, "What did you talk about in the afternoon class, can you tell me?" ”

After saying this, he clearly saw that the faces of the three roommates darkened.

"Tuesday afternoon class is a nightmare!" Mobley shouted first. "Can you believe we've dealt with another whole class of white fresh?"

"There's also a history of magic class, and I even feel like I'm listening to a book from heaven!" Abu also shouted his displeasure. "Why should I listen to a dead man?"

"Dead people?" Xiwen asked in surprise, he felt that this was too disrespectful to the professor.

"You may not know that our professor of the history of magic is a ghost." Gomez added on the side.

Xiwen: "......"

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