Hogwarts: A Thousand Layers of Fluorescence at the Beginning

“So you are saying that all the first-year wizards in Slytherin are participating, and even Goyle, who was injured again at noon, will participate even though he is sick?”

Professor McGonagall was bored and asked the sixth-year Slytherin witches before class if they knew about the first-year affairs of their college.

Then she got something that made her even more anxious.

No, I fell asleep this time. Back in 1937?

White, are you really just helping the little wizard improve his professional skills?

……

In the afternoon, although White and Hermione did not attend the same class, they both had only two classes.

The two of them went to the library in unison.

Just like most of the people who appeared in the kitchen were Hufflepuffs, a quick glance at the library revealed that most of them were Ravenclaws with blue hospital signs hanging on their lapels.

“Professor Sprout said that she received an invitation from Dumbledore and would go to Slytherin to watch your lecture.”

Hermione whispered, Mrs. Pince not far away stared at them for a long time.

“I know about this. Not only Professor Sprout of Herbal Medicine, but also Professor Sprout after class just now.���Professor found me”

“Principal Dumbledore sent an invitation letter to all the teachers in the school. Most of the professors who are interested will go.”

“Will this make you nervous?”

“nervous?”

White smiled and continued to lower his head and write and draw on the paper.

“It doesn’t matter, I’m definitely not the one who’s nervous.”

The most nervous one is Dumbledore.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor still changes every year. Doesn’t Dumbledore know that Voldemort is not dead?

The Death Eaters attacked Gringotts, Professor Quirrell’s secretiveness, the prophecy Dumbledore was worried about the boy enrolling in school.

Now that he was unabashedly trying to gain points by raising classes, he was afraid that alarm bells would go off in Dumbledore’s mind.

But, it didn’t matter, he really did. I just want to help the little wizards in Slytherin improve their study progress.

Hehe…

White couldn’t help laughing when he thought about having another excuse to increase points tonight.

If the effect was good, White could persuade Professor McGonagall. Pull Gryffindor along to improve points.

Professor McGonagall, you don’t want Gryffindor to be severely criticized by Slytherin in terms of academic progress…

The little lions of Gryffindor are staring at Slater every year. Lin’s green flag was something he wanted to dye into gold in his dreams.

If Slytherin’s level was suddenly much higher than theirs, those little lions might just hug Professor McGonagall’s lap and cry without White having to say anything. Yes.

Professor, our future depends entirely on you.

“White, what are you doing?”

Hermione finally finished writing the five-inch paper on Herbology. She looked up and saw White still doodling and drawing on the paper with a silly smile.

“It’s nothing, just helping the little wizards in Slytherin to get some benefits.”

White handed the finished paper to Hermione, and Hermione saw the title written by White.

“What are you doing?”

White didn’t say anything. He stood up and took the paper. He walked over to Penello who was in the library after class in the afternoon. When she wasn’t paying attention, he stuffed the note into the pile of books on Penello’s desk.

“Go quickly, go quickly.” After everything was done, White pulled Hermione and left quickly.

……

During dinner, the auditorium was quite lively, and the professor’s chair, which was originally empty, was almost full of teachers.

Even Dumbledore, who rarely appeared on weekdays, was sitting on the principal’s seat, looking at everyone with a smile.

Crabbe was arranged by White to return to Slytherin. With the experience at noon, even if some people were dissatisfied with Crabbe, they would not say a word for White’s sake.

Slytherin’s first-year wizards generally looked bad.

After finally getting through the daytime classes, evening is their happy time, and now they have to be taken away and driven to class.

But it’s not enough not to go.

After the matter fermented all afternoon, the news had spread throughout Hogwarts, and six professors were clearly present.

Plus his own Dean Snape and Principal Dumbledore.

White took Filch in and out of the Slytherin common room many times, delivering various teaching tools covered with cloth from cart to cart.

Even the senior students in Slytherin looked at Filch’s tired expression all afternoon and secretly swore that they had never seen Filch so happy since the first day they entered school.

Even happier than finding dark magic contraband in a little wizard’s owl mailbag.

After transporting all the items, Filch carefully guarded the teaching tools to prevent the little wizards from peeking.

Now all the Slytherin wizards were eating in the Great Hall, leaving Filch and his cat alone to set up the place in the common room.

According to the rumors of the Weasley brothers, they were specially arranged by Filker to maintain the ‘good things’ in his office at noon today.

Thinking of this, the first-year Slytherin wizards trembled all over

……

“Ah, hey!”

Penello, who was sitting in the library, saw no one around him and stood up and did a simple stretch.

The loose wizard robe could not block the girl’s well-developed figure, but unfortunately no one here was lucky enough. appreciate

“Missed dinner time?”

Penello sighed helplessly.

It’s normal. Every time he is immersed in the ocean of knowledge, he will unconsciously forget the time.

But that little girl Qiu Zhang will save some food for her.

When I think of myself The child from the East in the academy had a look of admiration in his eyes.

That child was quite studious and had the rarest quality of Ravenclaw, an excellent athlete who played

Quidditch in school all year round. Ravenclaw, who was at the bottom of the competition, was waiting to recruit this outstanding child into the team to start an anxious competition for the penultimate seat with Hufflepuff.

Penello looked around again and found that Mrs. Pince was also there. When he was gone, he hummed a wizard tune and planned to return the unfinished book.

Penello picked it up curiously and looked at it. His face was filled with anger.

“Hogwarts is bad. The library’s collection is rubbish. It doesn’t even have a book to help first-year students improve their transfiguration skills. If you don’t agree, come and argue!”

“If he was not convinced, he posted the compiled book names on the big bulletin board in Hogwarts.”