Chapter 430 The Professor of the New Semester
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Not to mention how Snape disliked Sirius, but the expressions of the students were also very exciting.
Harry clapped so hard that his hands hurt and he didn't want to stop. Even Hermione and Ron didn't expect that Sirius would become their professor.
"Harry, do you know this?" Hermione asked.
"Before I came here, I swear I didn't know anything about it," Harry smirked, cheering his godfather up. "He said he was going to surprise me."
"That's great!" Ron pumped his fist excitedly, "Now we don't have to be afraid of being made things difficult by Snape."
Gryffindor has suffered from Snape for a long time, and only Sirius can turn against Snape.
With Sirius' character, knowing that Harry was being targeted, he would never swallow his anger.
Don't underestimate the thorn in Hogwarts, he is the master who is not afraid of anything.
Harry was so happy that he fainted, he even forgot about being kicked by Malfoy.
Slughorn on the teaching bench continued to babble, all about Hogwarts' increased security to prevent the arrival of the Dark Lord.
He told the students to be very careful, because in the magical world, killing a person is much easier than saving a person.
"The fortifications of the castle have been strengthened. Even so, we should not take it lightly. Teachers and students still need to be vigilant at all times."
He also emphasized the observance of campus discipline, especially the prohibition of going out for night tours after the lights are off, and reporting any suspicious situations to the faculty and staff in time.
Although rambling, what he said was not unreasonable.
But how much the students listen to is the question.
The start-of-school feast was over, and Harry reluctantly looked away from his godfather.
Ron asked, "What's the matter with your nose?"
Only then did Harry remember his nose, and Hermione cleaned up the scabs on his face with magic, and he didn't look so embarrassed.
After repeating the matter, Ron said indignantly, "It seems like something Malfoy could do."
"What did you do in the past?" Hermione asked in a bad tone.
"I……"
Harry was at a loss for words, could it be that he eavesdropped on whether John would tell what he talked to Slughorn in the past?
Hermione would be absolutely pissed off then.
He had to pretend that his nose hurt, Ron accompanied him to the school hospital, and let Hermione take the new students back first.
Seeing the two, Hagrid asked mysteriously, "Why are you late, Harry?"
"Delayed in the car," Harry said, "Why are you late?"
"I lost track of time with Grop," said Hagrid happily, "and he's got a new home in the cave, a nice big cave, and he's much happier than he was in the Forbidden Forest. "
"Really?" Seeing his enthusiasm, Harry had no choice but to pander to it.
"Yeah, he's improved a lot," said Hagrid proudly. "You'll be surprised. I'm considering training him as my assistant."
Such a thought made Ron snort. He had seen that guy, and he could say no more than five words.
Hagrid didn't notice, and he said goodbye to both of them happily.
Harry and Ron looked at each other.They can read each other's mind.
Harry asked tentatively, "You're not going to take Care of Fantastic Beasts, are you?"
Ron shook his head and asked back, "You don't choose either, do you?"
The answers of the two people are the same.
Not even Hermione would choose Care of Fantastic Beasts.
Harry couldn't imagine what Hagrid would say when he found out that the three of them didn't go to class.
He didn't even dare to think about it further.
...
the next day.
After entering the sixth grade, students will have more free time.
At least Malfoy thought so.
"I got the Cruciatus Curse at least five times during the holidays." Malfoy said, rubbing his heart, sandwich in hand.
He took a bite of the sandwich, and Astoria asked worriedly, "Then have you checked your body? The Cruciatus Curse is extremely painful and unbearable."
"Of course," Malfoy said proudly, "There is nothing wrong with my body, and Barty Crouch Jr.'s devil training can't break me."
Astoria showed a very admiring expression, "You are amazing."
This made Malfoy's proud nose almost grow longer.
John ate the rice ball that didn't know what it was wrapped in, and glanced at Malfoy, who was severely manipulated by Astoria.
Daphne was speechless: "Is she coaxing a child?"
Not mature at all.
Humph.
Daphne looked at John, smiled and said, "Do you want some milk?"
"Just water." John took the glass.
Over breakfast, John discusses course selection.
"Spells and Defense Against the Dark Arts class, to be honest, this thing is not difficult for me." Malfoy was extremely inflated, and John felt that he should give him a good beating.
Daphne is ready to drop some classes.
After breakfast, the sixth graders were left behind.
Astoria goes to class first, and they have to wait to confirm each student's choice of advanced class.
They have to confirm the class schedule.
Usually they are advised which courses are suitable.
Snape hadn't shown up in the auditorium for some reason.
Professor McGonagall took over the schedule.
When asked about Goyle and Crabbe, Professor McGonagall felt helpless.
These two guys are basically stepping on the passing line.
The only thing that stands out should be Gower's herbal studies.
Crabbe was advised to go to Defense Against the Dark Arts improvement classes, as was Goyle.
Malfoy held his head high, waiting for Professor McGonagall to ask a question.
His grades are recorded in Professor McGonagall's book. Seeing how proud he is, Professor McGonagall is speechless.
As someone who failed History of Magic, Malfoy decisively gave up this course.
He also dropped Muggle Studies, which was of little use to him.
Care of Fantastic Beasts was also dropped.
When it was Daphne's turn, her choices were very different from Malfoy's.
Continue to study Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Herbalism, Potions and more.
Professor McGonagall likes this kind of learning attitude, and she nodded to confirm the course.
When it was John's turn, Professor McGonagall looked at the shining twelve 'o's, how she wished they were her students.
"Wick, which would you choose?"
As much as she hoped that John would persevere, that wasn't realistic in the stressful sixth grade.
There will be conflicts between courses.
"I have chosen all," John said with a calm expression, "but I can't take all the classes, so I often miss some subjects."
Professor McGonagall was stunned, you said it outrightly in front of me?
She said seriously: "Wick, I hope you can do what you can."
"That's it," John's attitude can be said to have changed from his usual modesty to arrogance, "as long as I pass the newt exam."
Having said that, Professor McGonagall still wanted to persuade him.
John was more than that, he said indifferently: "All I said, including alchemy."
Alchemy is a course that can only be taken in the sixth grade. There are thirteen courses that even Professor McGonagall feels exhausted.
But John has the capital to do this.
Because he is the youngest winner of the Merlin Medal in history, no one would think that his talent is not enough.
Among other things, she can guarantee that the elective teacher has no complaints about John's absenteeism.
After all, in the last school year, John basically didn't go to Muggle Studies, Arithmetic Divination, or Ancient Runes, but he still got the highest score.
"Okay, just do what you said."
Professor McGonagall made a schedule for him, and it was up to John's mood whether or not he got on.
This is the privilege of top students.
Schedule your lessons and go back to the Slytherin lounge.
There were only six or seven students in the lounge, all of whom were in the sixth grade.
Pansy and Theodore are together, and I don't know why she always likes to pretend to be a cute girl after falling in love.
Malfoy, who had been beaten by her, said everywhere that she was faking it, and it hurt to beat someone.
By the way, the Malfoy of today is not the Malfoy of the past.
He is now the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team.
As a privileged man, he felt powerful.
"The team left a lot of people, we have to re-select."
Most of the players in the last session were in the seventh grade, and this year they are basically finished. Malfoy needs to re-select and recruit.
Malfoy needs to be extremely cautious about this.
Because from the moment he became the captain, as long as he lost, he would be nailed to the pillar of shame in Slytherin.
This hard-won eleven consecutive victories created the history of Hogwarts, and each victory can extend this record.
Just like Montague, Slytherin, who is obsessed with victory, will face new demons to ravage him soon.
A series of training plans appeared in Malfoy's mind, and he smiled hideously.
John looked at him with the feeling that the Quidditch team would be miserable.
...
Harry clapped so hard that his hands hurt and he didn't want to stop. Even Hermione and Ron didn't expect that Sirius would become their professor.
"Harry, do you know this?" Hermione asked.
"Before I came here, I swear I didn't know anything about it," Harry smirked, cheering his godfather up. "He said he was going to surprise me."
"That's great!" Ron pumped his fist excitedly, "Now we don't have to be afraid of being made things difficult by Snape."
Gryffindor has suffered from Snape for a long time, and only Sirius can turn against Snape.
With Sirius' character, knowing that Harry was being targeted, he would never swallow his anger.
Don't underestimate the thorn in Hogwarts, he is the master who is not afraid of anything.
Harry was so happy that he fainted, he even forgot about being kicked by Malfoy.
Slughorn on the teaching bench continued to babble, all about Hogwarts' increased security to prevent the arrival of the Dark Lord.
He told the students to be very careful, because in the magical world, killing a person is much easier than saving a person.
"The fortifications of the castle have been strengthened. Even so, we should not take it lightly. Teachers and students still need to be vigilant at all times."
He also emphasized the observance of campus discipline, especially the prohibition of going out for night tours after the lights are off, and reporting any suspicious situations to the faculty and staff in time.
Although rambling, what he said was not unreasonable.
But how much the students listen to is the question.
The start-of-school feast was over, and Harry reluctantly looked away from his godfather.
Ron asked, "What's the matter with your nose?"
Only then did Harry remember his nose, and Hermione cleaned up the scabs on his face with magic, and he didn't look so embarrassed.
After repeating the matter, Ron said indignantly, "It seems like something Malfoy could do."
"What did you do in the past?" Hermione asked in a bad tone.
"I……"
Harry was at a loss for words, could it be that he eavesdropped on whether John would tell what he talked to Slughorn in the past?
Hermione would be absolutely pissed off then.
He had to pretend that his nose hurt, Ron accompanied him to the school hospital, and let Hermione take the new students back first.
Seeing the two, Hagrid asked mysteriously, "Why are you late, Harry?"
"Delayed in the car," Harry said, "Why are you late?"
"I lost track of time with Grop," said Hagrid happily, "and he's got a new home in the cave, a nice big cave, and he's much happier than he was in the Forbidden Forest. "
"Really?" Seeing his enthusiasm, Harry had no choice but to pander to it.
"Yeah, he's improved a lot," said Hagrid proudly. "You'll be surprised. I'm considering training him as my assistant."
Such a thought made Ron snort. He had seen that guy, and he could say no more than five words.
Hagrid didn't notice, and he said goodbye to both of them happily.
Harry and Ron looked at each other.They can read each other's mind.
Harry asked tentatively, "You're not going to take Care of Fantastic Beasts, are you?"
Ron shook his head and asked back, "You don't choose either, do you?"
The answers of the two people are the same.
Not even Hermione would choose Care of Fantastic Beasts.
Harry couldn't imagine what Hagrid would say when he found out that the three of them didn't go to class.
He didn't even dare to think about it further.
...
the next day.
After entering the sixth grade, students will have more free time.
At least Malfoy thought so.
"I got the Cruciatus Curse at least five times during the holidays." Malfoy said, rubbing his heart, sandwich in hand.
He took a bite of the sandwich, and Astoria asked worriedly, "Then have you checked your body? The Cruciatus Curse is extremely painful and unbearable."
"Of course," Malfoy said proudly, "There is nothing wrong with my body, and Barty Crouch Jr.'s devil training can't break me."
Astoria showed a very admiring expression, "You are amazing."
This made Malfoy's proud nose almost grow longer.
John ate the rice ball that didn't know what it was wrapped in, and glanced at Malfoy, who was severely manipulated by Astoria.
Daphne was speechless: "Is she coaxing a child?"
Not mature at all.
Humph.
Daphne looked at John, smiled and said, "Do you want some milk?"
"Just water." John took the glass.
Over breakfast, John discusses course selection.
"Spells and Defense Against the Dark Arts class, to be honest, this thing is not difficult for me." Malfoy was extremely inflated, and John felt that he should give him a good beating.
Daphne is ready to drop some classes.
After breakfast, the sixth graders were left behind.
Astoria goes to class first, and they have to wait to confirm each student's choice of advanced class.
They have to confirm the class schedule.
Usually they are advised which courses are suitable.
Snape hadn't shown up in the auditorium for some reason.
Professor McGonagall took over the schedule.
When asked about Goyle and Crabbe, Professor McGonagall felt helpless.
These two guys are basically stepping on the passing line.
The only thing that stands out should be Gower's herbal studies.
Crabbe was advised to go to Defense Against the Dark Arts improvement classes, as was Goyle.
Malfoy held his head high, waiting for Professor McGonagall to ask a question.
His grades are recorded in Professor McGonagall's book. Seeing how proud he is, Professor McGonagall is speechless.
As someone who failed History of Magic, Malfoy decisively gave up this course.
He also dropped Muggle Studies, which was of little use to him.
Care of Fantastic Beasts was also dropped.
When it was Daphne's turn, her choices were very different from Malfoy's.
Continue to study Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Herbalism, Potions and more.
Professor McGonagall likes this kind of learning attitude, and she nodded to confirm the course.
When it was John's turn, Professor McGonagall looked at the shining twelve 'o's, how she wished they were her students.
"Wick, which would you choose?"
As much as she hoped that John would persevere, that wasn't realistic in the stressful sixth grade.
There will be conflicts between courses.
"I have chosen all," John said with a calm expression, "but I can't take all the classes, so I often miss some subjects."
Professor McGonagall was stunned, you said it outrightly in front of me?
She said seriously: "Wick, I hope you can do what you can."
"That's it," John's attitude can be said to have changed from his usual modesty to arrogance, "as long as I pass the newt exam."
Having said that, Professor McGonagall still wanted to persuade him.
John was more than that, he said indifferently: "All I said, including alchemy."
Alchemy is a course that can only be taken in the sixth grade. There are thirteen courses that even Professor McGonagall feels exhausted.
But John has the capital to do this.
Because he is the youngest winner of the Merlin Medal in history, no one would think that his talent is not enough.
Among other things, she can guarantee that the elective teacher has no complaints about John's absenteeism.
After all, in the last school year, John basically didn't go to Muggle Studies, Arithmetic Divination, or Ancient Runes, but he still got the highest score.
"Okay, just do what you said."
Professor McGonagall made a schedule for him, and it was up to John's mood whether or not he got on.
This is the privilege of top students.
Schedule your lessons and go back to the Slytherin lounge.
There were only six or seven students in the lounge, all of whom were in the sixth grade.
Pansy and Theodore are together, and I don't know why she always likes to pretend to be a cute girl after falling in love.
Malfoy, who had been beaten by her, said everywhere that she was faking it, and it hurt to beat someone.
By the way, the Malfoy of today is not the Malfoy of the past.
He is now the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team.
As a privileged man, he felt powerful.
"The team left a lot of people, we have to re-select."
Most of the players in the last session were in the seventh grade, and this year they are basically finished. Malfoy needs to re-select and recruit.
Malfoy needs to be extremely cautious about this.
Because from the moment he became the captain, as long as he lost, he would be nailed to the pillar of shame in Slytherin.
This hard-won eleven consecutive victories created the history of Hogwarts, and each victory can extend this record.
Just like Montague, Slytherin, who is obsessed with victory, will face new demons to ravage him soon.
A series of training plans appeared in Malfoy's mind, and he smiled hideously.
John looked at him with the feeling that the Quidditch team would be miserable.
...
