Professor Cat is beautiful and should be curious about her past.

But the moment the food appeared, Bagir forgot about it all.

The bacon was eaten in a few days, and the eyes of Bajir, who had eaten all eggs, mushrooms, and cakes this month, were green.

On the train, Mrs. Weasley's corned beef sandwiches are all delicacies that Bajir still remembers to this day.

Not to mention, roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, gravy and other meaty foods in front of you.

He forgot to be reserved, and began to munch like Harry on the other side, bow left and right like Ron, and have a mouth full of oil like Goyle at the Slytherin table.

Hermione, like a kind mother, picked a few vegetarian dishes: pea sprouts, carrots, and put them on Bagill's plate.

Whispered to him to eat.

However, the other new students are actually similar to Bajil.

They are the grade of the long body, from 11 o'clock to the evening for such a long time, and they do not include afternoon tea.

Then he took a boat in the cold wind, climbed tunnels, stone stairs, and stood and waited for the courtyard.

They were all hungry enough to eat a cow.

The ghost suddenly realized that no one wanted to hear him talk about Professor McGonagall's secrets.

What made him even more sad was that as a ghost, he couldn't eat at all.

He hadn't eaten in 400 years, floating beside Bajil, who looked the most ugly, but also the most delicious.

Swallowing saliva that is not there.

"It looks so good, this lamb steak is so tender! This pork chop..."

Bagir ignored him, and now Bagir didn't even have the energy to refuse Hermione's feeding.

Just swallow the vegetables that occupy the plate along with the meat and gravy.

Only Harry, who had developed a bird's stomach at the Dursleys and was not used to eating so much, took care of the ghost.

The ghost began to talk to Harry as well.

Introduced his name, identity: Sir Nicholas of Mimse Boltington, resident ghost of Gryffindor Tower.

In Ron's accosting, he revealed his nickname again: Nick who almost lost his head.

Under the coaxing of Seamus, the broken surface of his severe, fleshy neck was shown to the surrounding new students.

Now, except for Ron, almost no one wants to eat meat.

No, and Bajir, who did his best to eat, neglected everything around him.

Just like the Hufflepuff badgers at the table next to them, they didn't notice this scene.

By the time Bagir burped and the badgers hiccuped, the rest of the food disappeared from the plate. The plates and forks are as smooth as ever.

It's time for dessert, pudding, ice cream of all flavors, apple pie, syrup cake, chocolate muffin, fried jam doughnut, wine jam pudding, strawberries, jelly....

It's on the dinner plate again.

The other freshmen, Neville and Seamus, began to eat dessert while talking about their family.

Neville occupies the C position of the topic, vividly telling the story of how he escaped and awakened his magic under the persecution of his uncle again and again.

Bagir listened with relish.

Suddenly, I found that Ron on the opposite side cast an admiring look: "You have eaten more than me!" Your family has been Hufflepuff for generations, and you are not wrong with your name! ”

Bagir has not yet stressed the pain of not touching meat for a month.

Eggs are not considered meaty.

I saw three red-haired boys approaching, two of whom were twins.

The twins were the first to introduce themselves.

"Hello, my name is Fred."

"My name is George."

Bagil's eyes lit up, and the twins [echoed]!

But it was a little dim.

Merlin's beard! How are they not a pair of sisters!

Also, how the two of them are short and strong.

and Ron, Percy Bean Sprouts' figure doesn't match at all.

"You're Ron's brother. I'm his friend. ”

"Rounding up, I'm your friend too."

"Don't be so polite."

The twins nodded (Bakil: New friend get!) He hugged Ron left and right.

"Wow, our little brother!"

"How did this little devil introduce us to Perci Buster?"

The other tall red-haired man, that is, Percy's face was elongated, "You two, why do you give others nicknames without permission?" ”

He ignored Ron, who was struggling, and looked at Bagir, "Be careful to stay away from them. Students like us—"

He straightened out the silver letter P badge pinned to his chest, "It should be a role model for the other students!" ”

"Hey!" The twins spoke in unison.

"Bagill isn't the good boy you think he is!"

"He was the one who killed the werewolf Fennier!"

"Yes, George, he's still very good at making money!"

"Even Percy—"

"Percy has obediently paid for it!"

Percy trembled with anger, "Shut up! You can only see money in your pattern! ”

"Bagill is the same as me, he's in it for something greater than money."

He lowered his voice, "Power! ”

"I'm telling you so bluntly because we're brothers."

The twins grimaced and let go of Ron, who was about to run out of breath.

Percy smiled at Bagir and followed the twins back to their seats.

Ron ate ice cream and looked depressed, "Am I something that doesn't exist?" I'm their little brother! ”

Having eaten and felt a little sleepy, Harry comforted Ron in his right hand.

Then, "Oops! ”

Cover your forehead with one hand.

Ron was a little annoyed, "Am I a hedgehog?" If you touch it—"

The next second, his attitude changed to concern again, "Harry, are you alright?" ”

Hermione noticed where Harry's pain was, "Is that the scar?" Could it be the after-effects of that magic? I remember that the school had a school doctor. ”

Worried about Harry, and with Bagir's previous foreshadowing on the train, Ron spoke the name again.

"Voldemort?"

Quirrell, wrapped in a ridiculous scarf and trying to harass Snape, glanced over as he straightened his scarf.

"Oops!"

At this moment, the pain that Harry had just subsided resurfaced for another second.

"What's wrong?" Bagir was a rare concern, he didn't remember Harry hurting twice.

"It's Quirrell!" Harry was sure, "I thought it was Snape, because the way he looked at me was hatred, resentment. ”

"But I didn't notice, the pain came after Quirrell's scarf blocked Snape's vision."

"The second time I was in pain, Snape didn't look at me. Quirrell gave me one look. ”

"The plot has changed!" Bagill mused.

He looked at the gem: 13552.571 (+0.001/s)

"The gem of time increases, Malfoy drops about 1400, and talks to Professor Cat about 2000."

"Get rid of them—"

"No increase! This doesn't count mine? ”

"And there is no royal law! There is no law anymore! ”

Harry couldn't hear Bagir's heart.

He mistook Bagil's suddenly stinky face for concern.

"It shouldn't be a big deal. Maybe it's the resonance of the dark arts? ”

"Hagrid said that Quirrell used to be a good reader, a clever mind, and a brave man, and traveled for first-hand practical experience."

"The reason why he is like this a year later seems to be because of a vampire attack in the Black Forest, an old witch's curse or something."

"And then as you are now, you are afraid of your students, and you are even afraid of the subjects you teach."

Packing up his mood, Bagill prompted, "You've seen Quirrell before?" Your scars don't hurt then. ”

"Doesn't it hurt?" Harry frowned, "Did I guess wrong?" ”

"Humph!" Ron took a bite of the pie, "You're right! ”

(Bagir blackfaces: That's right, the hell!) ）

"It is said that Voldemort's curse was applied in Defence Against the Dark Arts class! That's why professors change every year. ”

"Harry, you met Quirrell before school started, right?"

Harry nodded.

Ron: "Isn't that the answer?" I didn't respond before because he wasn't a professor of the course yet. ”

"There is a reaction now because your scar and the curse of this class were all left by Voldemort!"