Hogwarts: A Thousand Layers of Fluorescence at the Beginning

Chapter 71: Principal Dumbledore, please kill Ron Weasley

“You are careless, young people do not respect martial ethics.”

White was carrying Newt’s suitcase of the same style and looked at Pansy who was following behind him.

“Lord White.”

Pansy’s slender legs were crossed.

There was a ouroboros-shaped mithril ring on the middle finger of her left hand. Courtesy of the Black family.

“White!”

Hermione was waiting at the door of the auditorium early. When she saw White followed by Pansy, she looked bad.

“Lord White, go quickly, don’t keep the little Gryffindor girl waiting.”

“As a mature woman, I will wait for you to come back.”

Pansy looked at her ring with a smile and urged White nonchalantly.

“Don’t make it sound like you are no longer a girl.”

White sighed.

“Of course I am different, I am Lord White’s good friend.”

Pansy rubbed the ring on her middle finger with a sweet smile on her face.

“I won’t get jealous with a little girl who doesn’t understand anything.”

“Lord White.”

Pan Xi was so happy just looking at the ring on her finger.

Last night, she finally backed down, kissed Master White and ran away.

She didn’t know how to face White when she woke up this morning. Unexpectedly, Mr. White was waiting for her in the common room and put on the ring without saying a word.

What a beautiful ring!

The elders in the family had clearly told me some precautions before coming to school. ,but······

Pansy didn’t expect that a kiss with the little wizard would be so exciting.

I just pecked Mr. White’s lips gently, and I felt like an electric current was passing through my whole body. But, but, this feeling is so fascinating!

Pansy, I decided to come here every day! If you can, you can go further······

Woo woo woo woo·····

There was a strange sound of water boiling. White looked back and saw that Pansy looked like she had taken a pick-me-up, with large areas of smoke coming out of her ears.

“Mr. White, I’m going to eat first. Pansy covered her face and ran towards the auditorium, smiling victoriously as she passed Hermione. Little Gryffindor witch, you don’t understand anything yet, but I·····

Pansy showed off her ring unabashedly

“White, is Pansy crazy?”

“Probably, all the little witches who don’t study hard during school and only think about falling in love are crazy.”

White said as he took out a finely crafted silver necklace from his robe pocket.

“Come, let me put it on for you.”

White untied the necklace and walked towards Hermione.

“What are you doing!”

Hermione said shyly, but she lifted up her hair obediently, revealing her white and tender neck. The morning breeze blew, and some fine fluff swayed slightly.

Hermione could feel the warm hands against her neck. Move.

It seems that as long as you take one step forward, the dream you had last night can become a reality.

“Does it look good?”

White asked Hermione.

Hermione picked up the necklace and the pendant was a cute cat head

“What do you mean by giving me a necklace just after you said that?”

“It’s not interesting. You finished excerpting the notes from your last History of Magic and you haven’t returned it to me yet.”

“Yeah?”

Hermione frowned as if she didn’t remember this thing.

“You must not have returned it. Look for it again.”

White refused to answer the question of death, changed the subject, and took Hermione to sit on the Slytherin table. Two seats were automatically vacated next to Pansy.

White was sandwiched in the middle.

“Lord White, have some omelette”

“White, boiled eggs”

“Lord White, bread”

“White, milk.”

Under the competition between the two little witches on the left and right, White finally walked out of the auditorium alive.

“Is that Slytherin in the morning? It feels very suitable for us Hufflepuffs.”

“I asked why only our Hufflepuff and Slytherin dormitories are underground”

“Sure enough, we all have something in common.”

On Monday, Professor McGonagall’s class still consisted of lectures in the first half and practice in the second half. The content also occasionally extended some esoteric knowledge, but no one except White could understand it. Steady harvest of a wave of 5-point improvement.

As for the practical part······

Only a week has passed, and there are only two or three little Slytherin wizards left who can’t change a match to a needle.

However, the other little wizards who had succeeded did not show any disdain, and they all gathered around the two or three people and began to make plans. Everyone is doing their best to help those two or three people complete the transformation. no way······

White doesn’t care how many people don’t know how to do it. As long as there is one person who doesn’t know how to do it, the improvement class must continue and the lap running must continue. However, some Slytherin wizards no longer dislike this kind of life.

The way everyone works together to discuss the problem is quite good.

This efficiency amazed Professor McGonagall, and he added no less than twenty points to the Slytherin wizards in one class. As for Gryffindor······

Professor McGonagall crossed her arms and looked coldly.

The little wizards of Gryffindor lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

The interrogating look from their dean made their faces filled with shame.

“Ron, are Slytherin’s improvement classes that powerful?”

Harry asked Ron in a low voice.

Ron nodded.

Awesome, absolutely awesome. Haven’t you seen me being carried back by Filch every day?

“Mr. Potter, if you don’t study hard in class, what are you talking about?”

Professor McGonagall stood next to Harry, her tone a little unkind.

“No, nothing?”

“Ron!”

“Professor, Harry asked me, is the improvement effect of the Slytherin wizard really so effective?”

Harry looked at Ron in disbelief and actually sold him directly.

Ron didn’t know what was going on. Ever since White pulled him out for training every day, he felt that his obedience to discipline had gone up several notches. Hey, I It wasn’t like this before!

The little wizards of Slytherin burst into laughter upon hearing this. Why is the Boy Who Lived not rated as good as White ?

“Shut up!”

Professor McGonagall frowned.

Slytherin’s little wizard stopped when he ordered.

“Mr. Phoenix, please stay after class while the others continue training.”

Ron looked at Harry who was sulking with him.

“It’s okay, at least there are still two or three little Slytherin wizards who are not finished, right?”

Ron comforted Harry.

“Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall!”

“We are done, it is done!”

Ron saw that the two or three little wizards left in Slytherin were completely finished.

“Well done, Chaha!”

“Well done, Chaha!”

The little Slytherin wizards around were even more excited than the two who succeeded in the end.

Everyone hugged each other and cried.

It’s finally over, it’s finally over…….

The most excited one among them was Draco who succeeded on the first day. He was truly pure torture. He started from the first day and ran for four days without pulling a single lap.

These days, without White having to speak, Draco would just stare at those who couldn’t use the transformation spell every day. Just stared hard.

They stared while they were eating and while they were doing homework.

Whenever he had free time, Draco would talk to them about the details of the Transfiguration Curse. Now the pain is finally over.

Draco wished he could squeeze everyone away and hug the two or three people who finally succeeded.

“Mr. Phoenix, it’s a miracle that a little wizard from the academy can complete the course in one week that originally took two months to complete.”

“Slytherin, five points for you!”

“Wow wow wow wow!”

Slytherin’s little wizard burst into tears with excitement. I don’t know if it was because of honor or something else.······

White wrote down the ones who shouted the most joyfully with an expressionless face. The Transfiguration Improvement Class is over.

What about the rest?

Come on, can’t Potions class be improved? Don’t you need to improve your Charms class?……

Make a list later! Pull list!

“get out of class is over!”

Professor McGonagall looked at the excited Slytherin wizard and exclaimed in disbelief.

“Mr. Phoenix!”

“Professor McGonagall, it’s about the Transfiguration Improvement Class.”

He’s been thinking about it since Percy talked to him last week. He didn’t expect it to last until today.

“Yes, Percy has already made preliminary statistics. I looked around and all the little Gryffindor wizards plan to participate in your improvement class.”

Professor McGonagall said with some embarrassment.

“No problem, no problem.”

White is worried that he doesn’t know what excuse he should use to continue to score points.

“Not just Gryffindor wizards.”

White’s heart moved.

“Professor McGonagall, you are the one who teaches Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw the art of transfiguration anyway.”

“We Slytherin have completed the study task. If Gryffindor also completes it ahead of schedule, it will also be extremely annoying if Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw fail to catch up.”

“If it’s convenient for you, you can bring Professor Freevey and Professor Sprout to discuss it together.”

“It’s okay if there are more people”

“I love to help my classmates improve their learning progress”

“I love telling the truth.”

Professor McGonagall looked at White with such enthusiasm and was particularly moved.

“Thank you, White. I will talk to Professor Freevey and Professor Sprout today.”

“If all goes well, we will give you the list today, before tonight.”

After receiving Professor McGonagall’s assurance, White nodded and handed the Newt-style box in his hand to Professor McGonagall.

“Professor McGonagall, help me give this to Principal Dumbledore.”

“This is the homework he left for me”

“OK”…

In September 1991, on the second Monday night of school, a large crowd of people fell on the Quidditch pitch. Ron, who has gone through two days of devil training, has already adapted.

He didn’t lie straight on the ground like the others. But he didn’t find it uncomfortable.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes were staring at him closely, making him feel a little scared. The reason is that everyone present knows

“That day, it was Ron who came back from Slytherin and convinced Percy that the training here was very suitable for our first-year little wizard III.”