Chapter 30: classmate
The characters on the portrait of appear to be very irresponsible, half of the body is on the edge of the portrait frame, and the other half is leaning out of the portrait frame, not knowing where they are.
The class leader was a little embarrassed to see this, and quickly glanced at the eighteen freshmen, coughing lightly, and shouted: "Madam! Madam!"
"Come here." In the portrait, the fat lady retracted her body, posed a pose, and smiled and said: "I'm chatting with my neighbor, Mrs. Mary. Okay, password."
"Phoenix." The prefect couldn't wait to respond.
"The password is correct, please come in." The fat lady nodded slightly and raised her left hand in a gesture of asking.
The next moment, the portrait frame slowly opened outwards, revealing a doorway less than two meters high.
"Come in." The prefect greeted behind him, "Inside is our Gryffindor common room."
said, the prefect walked in the door first, and a bunch of freshmen such as Kewen also followed in one after another.
Through the narrow corridor, walked down the stairs, and soon everyone came to a circular hall.
The whole hall is red, with red tapestries, red curtains, red sofas, and red carpets.
There is no learning atmosphere in the whole common room, but there is a warm feeling of a living room at home.
"All right, everyone." The prefect clapped his hands and said to everyone who was looking around in the observation lounge: "Up on the left is the male dormitory, and on the right is the female dormitory. Your salutes have been placed in their respective dormitories. I hope you will Have a good night."
The freshmen are divided into two sides, and the boys and girls go upstairs separately.
Kewen quickly found his bedroom after he went upstairs. After pushing the door to enter, he found that it was a round room of more than 70 square meters.
There are five solid wood single beds in the room, all with handmade curtains. The five headboards divide the five-star position of the entire room, and the end of the bed faces the center of the room, forming a small circular open space.
Without waiting for Kewen to continue observing, there was a sound of opening the door behind him, and the two little boys walked in together.
Seeing that the two children looked timid, Cowen had to open his mouth to change the atmosphere, and first said: "Are you in this dormitory too?"
"Yes, yes." The boy with a slightly fat body and spots on his face nodded repeatedly.
"I'm Covin Quinn." Cowen stretched out his hand: "I will be a classmate in the dormitory from now on."
"You, hello!" The freckled boy hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Selte, Selte Levien."
"My name is Dana Morales." Another boy who looked very thin introduced himself and shook hands with Cowen equally nervously.
"It seems that there are only three of us in this dormitory." Kewen smiled and looked for the topic: "There are only eight of us boys in the freshman, and the other five people seem to be assigned to the same dormitory."
"Oh, yeah." The freckled boy Celter quickly responded cautiously.
Next to , Dana Morales also didn't know what to say, so he nodded in agreement.
"Alright..." Seeing this, Kewen put away his thoughts of continuing to greet him, turned around and looked at the bed and said, "Then let's clean up our bed first, and then take a rest early."
"Okay!" The two boys responded in unison.
Then the three of them set their own salutes and beds. Of course, Kewen won't let the atmosphere remain silent forever. While tidying up, he looks for topics and asks a few words.
Finally, I learned that both Dana and Celt are ordinary people, that is, from the Muggle family in the wizard's mouth, no wonder they have to be cautious when facing Cowen.
Kewen also explained to them that he was from the same Muggle background, so that the other two let go of their restraints, and their emotions became enthusiastic.
However, Kewen immediately regretted it again, because both of them talked about topics that he was not interested in, and Dana and Celt hadn’t read the textbook much before the beginning of school, which made Kewen want to change the topic and didn’t know how to talk to them. What to say.
sighed silently, Kewen could only admit his fate...
The night passed flatly.
The next day is Friday, and there are two more days at the weekend, so freshmen have three days to get acquainted with the college.
In the past three days, Cowen stepped on all the places where he could go within the entire castle. Finally, I sigh again, regretting choosing Gryffindor College.
Because it is really inconvenient to go up and down from the eighth floor, the moving staircase looks magical and looks very magical, but it is the biggest obstacle to going up and down.
During these three days, only during the meal, can Kewen see Penello in the auditorium.
But after all, they have just entered school, and neither Cowen and Penello can sit together to communicate. After the meal, Cowen and Penello both had their own small circles to socialize.
Therefore, the two of them did not say a few words in total during these three days, but simply introduced to each other what the lounge of their college is like...
A weekend passed in a blink of an eye, and the first magic lesson will be officially held tomorrow. UU reading www. uukanshu.com
In the evening, while two roommates were chatting with classmates in the common room, Kewen went back to the dormitory alone, unfolded the scroll of the course schedule obtained after the branch, and looked at it.
Hogwarts has five days of classes a week, with two classes in the morning and two in the afternoon.
Within a week of five days, except for the flight lesson on Thursday and the astrology lesson on Wednesday night, most of the other courses require two lessons.
Among them, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and the Potions class are large classes, and two consecutive classes are given.
Herbology is a special case. There are three classes a week.
After a brief memory, Kewen posted the course schedule on the bookshelf beside the bed, then lay back on the bed and sighed.
"It's boring..." Kewen whispered in Chinese: "Those little kids all know how to play chess, gossip, and play naive card games all day long..."
"The library is also closed..." With a sigh again, Cowen continued to mutter: "Why did you choose Gryffindor... Although Ravenclaw is a little troublesome to enter the lounge, Penello said that their college's The lounge is a small library..."
"How good I was to choose Ravenclaw, I don't have to be as boring as I am now, at least I have a book to read..."
Having said that, Kewen turned his head and looked at the bookshelf next to him.
In the first-year textbooks on the bookshelf, the dark magic defense, elementary spells, and elementary transformation skills that need to be applied to spells have been read and mastered.
I didn’t recite the history of magic; potions only knew a little bit, not meticulously studied.
There is no other choice. I can't go to the common room and play with the little kids.
In desperation, Kewen had to use the "Flying Curse" to recruit the potions textbook, half-sitting up, and reading...
