When I came to Hogwarts, there was such a thing as an alarm clock. Mr. Ronnie sat down on my face, and I was very confused.

Linda just woke up, we didn't get the timetable for the first day of class today, as Abigail said yesterday, we are now gathering in the common room, the prefect will take us to the auditorium, and then we will get the timetable .

I casually tied my yellow and black tie with a red scarf tie—god knows how I hadn’t forgotten this style, and then helped Linda to tie one too, and I thought she was going crazy with the admiration in my eyes.

Terrible…

Abigail took us all the way to the auditorium, and when she came back yesterday she had said something about the stairs and steps, and this time she walked the same way to the auditorium.

However, she also said that there are many ways to go to the auditorium. This is the safest one. If you want to explore, you can choose to start exploring before the access control.

I will, as long as there are weekends or no classes.

The class schedule is also very smooth. There is a flying class on Thursday, and today there is a transfiguration class in the morning, with Ravenclaw, and a herbal medicine class in the afternoon.

Gone!

My God, there is no late self-study! There are also weekends!

Education in the UK is really thankful for the sun, no wonder you prime ministers don't count as multiplication in primary school.

The transfiguration class was quite smooth. I thought it was quite easy to become a needle or something, but what made me a little amused was that the mysterious and mysterious "magic control" really had that kind of feeling.

It's mysterious and can't be said, and sometimes it's hard to completely control it. The wood of my wand is hornbeam, and hornbeam is also called unicorn or paper mulberry. I checked later and the main distribution is only all over East Asia.

Who cares, it is very useful and has many names, and it has high medicinal value.

The wand worked so well in my hand, and by the end I was the first Hufflepuff to turn a match into a needle, credit to Hufflepuff.

Seriously, I'm in my twenties and I'm embarrassed to bully Xiao Zhengtai, an eleven-year-old girl...

But I'm embarrassed to be happy~

Then came the herbal class, and Professor Sprout, who was also our dean, put us on the first day—

Take it to the greenhouse.

Seriously, are you professors so at ease with curious bear children? Still with Gryffindor! Professor, do it well, and like Professor McGonagall, come to the text teaching first, okay?

When I was in junior high school, our class was given a two-year experiment by the physics teacher. The chemistry teacher Xiu operated an instrument without touching us and didn't say anything. Are you so confident in your students?

After I got inside the greenhouse, I was cowardly.

I'm sorry professor, I should believe that you have the absolute strength to make these arrogant children obedient.

There are so many plants in the greenhouse that it makes people feel unbelievable. But when you see those plants moving, with fangs in their mouths, and maybe spraying mucus...

Everyone is wary, really.

Then in the first class, Professor Sprout introduced the plant with fangs next to it. Its secretions are known as the most useful trauma medicine - Baixian.

"Baixian that is usually used is basically all from this little guy. Have you seen his mucus? Through dilution, filtration, extraction and a series of methods, you can have a small bottle of Baixian. Before using Baixian It has to be diluted or it will cause fatal damage."

I sincerely apologize to this plant, sorry, you still have a gender.

The herbal class lasted for two hours at a time, and when we returned, we were still covered in dirt even though we had put on protective jackets. After taking a shower in the separate bathroom, I put on light clothes, put on a school robe and went to dinner. What makes me happy is that dinner is finally not some fried stuff... nor looking up at the stars!

It's something like stew, which looks delicious.

Although it is in the UK, these stews are really delicious, the taste is not particularly strong, and there is not a lot of cheese that the Englishman [cough] loves, and it is paired with the soft and not raw rice on the side, let me eat it Very tasty.

This reminds me of the scrambled eggs that I was in the school cafeteria back then. I wanted them to help me make a tomato scrambled egg, but the chef subconsciously grabbed a handful of cheese and prepared to sprinkle it before the pan...

It was so scary, I still can't remember it.

After dinner, I decided to wander for a while to find a place to study for the night. After all, it was considered to be a new student, and the magic paper was quite interesting to write. It was shown in the small paper that Professor McGonagall arranged for Thursday and I spent I finished it in an hour, and the length is still a lot longer.

Well, let's finish the herbal stuff too.

After finishing all the homework, it was about eight o'clock. After reading the history of magic tomorrow as a pastime, I managed the timeline—Professor Binns' voice is said to be hypnotic, so I decided to put all my hope in myself.

Study hard, study hard, and then all are O, which means excellent, and then try to stay in school.

It turned out that I was a little surprised that Professor Binns's voice was not so hypnotic. Poor British primary school students, haven't they had such a "write down what I say" class?

This reminds me of "Kong Yiji" when I was in junior high school, that is, every word has to be picked out by the Chinese teacher and written down in the book to represent the meaning of the word.

This kind of history class... everything is good, but it's not fun.

And then my notes were looted at the end of get out of class, what can I say about that?

There is no flying class this Thursday, but two potions classes on Friday morning have made me a little worried - it's not about making potions, after all, I haven't touched any flasks with my hands except for the required chemistry lab class in college. . My worry is that the potion I'm making makes me feel like I'm making soup.

According to what is said in "Magic Potion and Potion", the first potion the little wizard came into contact with should theoretically be the "Scabies Potion" written by Rowling. If the materials used...

All I can say is that magic is so broad and profound that even a slug with tentacles can use it.

Hufflepuff's Potions class with Ravenclaw, or we've always had quite a few classes with Ravenclaw. The two colleges got along pretty well, but after hearing about my move to clear all the papers every day, they agreed that the Sorting Hat was an absolute idiot.

"Why do you still call out Gryffindor? Fortunately, you came to Hufflepuff, but I think you should go to Ravenclaw."

"It is somewhat inappropriate to discuss a person's determined destiny in terms of inherent attributes."

I looked up at the boy in front of me. There were only ten freshmen at Hufflepuff, five boys and five girls—yet my boy's name was basically not remembered except for one named Alan Frank, this People happen to be in it.

"I like Hufflepuffs. Can't good students be in Hufflepuffs? Wasn't Mr. Diggory, who is a year older than us, the number one in the previous year?"

With a snort, I put the end of this astronomy paper in my hand. To be honest, after using the computer, I always feel very uncomfortable to write by hand. After writing it, I have to revise it and transcribe it again. In particular, what annoyed me the most was that the empty classroom that I was used to was still being stuffed with dog food in the past. As soon as I opened the door, I saw two seniors kissing, really...

Very exciting =w=

But I don't know why I'm more popular with girls after I slapped boys. I guess it should be because I contributed papers for their reference. It may also be that Mr. Ronnie has been slapped...

But these are all episodes, the rest is to go to potions-

Scabies potion, and cooking slugs with tentacles.

vomit.

The author has something to say:

The description of Bai Xian inside is nonsense, don't take it seriously

The heroine is best at potions (cooking [Hello]) and herbs, followed by deformation, there is no best dish, only the best relatively speaking

After all, wearing a 21-year-old skin and bullying an 11-year-old kid

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