All gods become gods

"Small problem?" Dumbledore was taken aback.

"A student just broke another student's bone." Professor McGonagall glanced at Zhou Yi when he said this. Before the official separation, it didn't happen before, so how do we deal with it?"

"Has a student of this age already mastered such powerful magic?" Dumbledore showed interest.

Zhou Yi suddenly had an ominous premonition because of Professor McGonagall's glance.

I joked about asking Harry to beat up a grader before, wouldn't it be time to act now?This isn't sorted yet, hey!

"It's not magic, but... fists." Professor McGonagall glanced at Zhou Yi again, "And in fact, one hit three, and two of the three suffered minor injuries, the most serious being broken bones .”

"Okay... okay." Dumbledore finally noticed Professor McGonagall's eye movements, looked in the direction, and found that it was Zhou Yi, and immediately understood who the protagonist of the matter was. Wei Wei twitched, "I think I get it, um... What is the cause of the incident? Have those children been cured?"

"It has been cured. The reason is that the three students verbally attacked that student, so that student couldn't help it." Professor McGonagall whispered.

"Since this is the case, both parties are at fault, so follow the normal point deduction system, one person will be deducted [-] points, and a self-criticism must be written," Dumbledore quickly made a decision, "It can be announced after they are sorted, It is better to carry out the sorting ceremony first."

"Okay, I understand." Professor McGonagall nodded, with a straight face, and the students in other grades automatically shut up and kept silent wherever they walked, as if they had their own silent domain.

"Hehe..." Looking at Dumbledore's eyes, Zhou Yi could only smile awkwardly.

Although there is not much deviation from what was expected, it has come too fast!

……

Harry is a little flustered now.

While on the train, Harry met Malfoy again... What was different from last time was that Malfoy was not taking his father with him, but two students, and Harry didn't have Zhou Yi by his side, only the boy he had just met. two friends.

Malfoy hadn't planned to find Harry at first, but it was such a coincidence that he happened to meet him. Thinking of his father's furious but helpless tantrum against him during the holiday, Malfoy was very angry.

It's fine if you can't beat it, but what's the matter with venting your anger on me?And didn't they always say that they can solve all problems with power, aren't they also members of the Hogwarts school board?Why can't it target Zhou Yi and Harry Potter?

So, when he met Harry again on the train, Malfoy immediately turned on the cynicism mode, trying to provoke Harry to do something. From his point of view, this time there was no Zhou Yi by Harry's side, and there was someone by his side. In this wave, they first angered Harry and asked him to do it first, and then beat Harry back in the name of "self-defense". The perfect plan to kill two birds with one stone!

So, his plan succeeded at first, he managed to irritate Harry, and he also succeeded in making Harry violently kick his hands and fists... The problem was that something went wrong afterwards, and he couldn't beat him.

The abacus collapsed as soon as it was set up. It's a loss no matter what!

Malfoy is still in the freshmen group, far away from Harry's position, and he can still feel the dull pain in his ribs until now... A teacher on the train cast a healing spell on him, but to be honest He felt that the teacher's ability didn't seem to be very good...

"Damn it, why is he so strong? It shouldn't be, he looks so thin! Also, aren't we all mages? Why are there fists? Shouldn't they be using wands?" Malfoy said angrily. thinking.

"Oops, I couldn't control myself from beating someone just now..." Harry's eyes drifted a little. After more than a month of training, he had no confidence in his physical fitness. At this moment, his heart was full of question marks.

"It should be that their physical fitness is too rubbish... It shouldn't be my problem... To be fair, they insulted and mocked me first, and it's normal for me to fight back in self-defense... Zhou Yi wouldn't scold me... …Probably not, he seems to have said that he expects me to be in the next grade...Will Hogwarts refuse to enroll me..."

Beside Harry, Ron and Hermione, who had just met, didn't seem to know what kind of mental shock they had received, and they also remained silent. They were naturally witnesses to that "battle" - ready to help At that moment, I saw Harry knock down the three of them to the ground with one punch.

"I was busy eating at the time, so I should have helped earlier, at least I could brag with Ferrand and the others... After all, he is Harry Potter," said the freckled, big-handed, long-nosed Ron thought to himself, "Also, Harry Potter is amazing! He really deserves to be a figure in legend!"

"I should have figured out what spell to use earlier... What spell should I use... Why didn't Harry use a wand? Do wizards fight like ordinary people?" Hermione thought to herself, "But I have to use a spell, after all, I've already memorized all the spells in the book..."

Of course, what they are most nervous about right now is—what is the so-called "Sorting Ceremony" and will they have to pass any tests?

"It's impossible to release some kind of spell," Harry thought, convincing himself in his heart, "If that's the case, Zhou won't tell me... By the way, which house will I be assigned to... ...not Slytherin anyway."

Just as the atmosphere caused by their wild thoughts became more and more quiet and dignified (the tension and anticipation for the upcoming sorting ceremony), a voice sounded: "Now, stand in a single file and follow me, the sorting ceremony is about to begin. "

Professor McGonagall came back, she had a straight face, her eyes swept across the crowd, Harry shrank his head, he knew that a quarter of the straight face should be his "credit".

"Never break a bone next time, so be gentle..." Harry thought to himself, and then his mind turned to the upcoming sorting ceremony.

They walked out of the small room, through the hall, and through a pair of double doors into the magnificent auditorium.

Yes, luxurious, Harry thought of this adjective, probably because the decoration of Gringotts seems to be inferior to this place—students from other grades in the college are already sitting around four long tables, thousands of people are sitting on top of the tables. Only candles floating in the air illuminated the auditorium, and there were gleaming gold plates and goblets on the table, which looked like a high-end party.

"Could those be pure gold?" Harry couldn't help thinking, and then he saw Zhou Yi. To be honest, it was hard for him not to see where Zhou Yi was at a glance. It is also easy to recognize at a glance, not to mention that Zhou Yi is still sitting at a long table that seems to be full of teachers.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi didn't show any stern or blaming expression, but raised his eyebrows, with a look of "I told you, you really would do this". At this moment, Harry was a little suspicious that Zhou Yi was Isn't there some kind of magic such as prophecy or divination, otherwise why does it feel as if Zhou Yi knows what will happen every time?

Then, under the guidance of Professor McGonagall, they stood in a row facing the senior students, with their backs to the teacher, and everyone was watching them, looking a little frightening, especially Harry, who heard A lot of small voices - look, that's the famous Harry Potter.

"Yeah, the famous Harry Potter broke a student's bone before the first day of school... Maybe he won't be able to get into school." Harry couldn't help thinking.

Until Professor McGonagall placed a stool in front of them and put on a top wizard hat. The hat looked old, dirty, and patched, and everyone's eyes were focused on it. , the auditorium also became quiet, so Harry stared at him too, what's that hat for?

Soon, he knew, because the hat sang a long, strange-sounding song with a strange meaning and accent, something like "I'll eat myself if I find a more beautiful hat than me" "I'm The noble sorting hat, you can see any of your thoughts”, and also talked about the four houses, Gryffindor’s bravery, courage, courage, and chivalry; Hufflepuff’s integrity, loyalty, perseverance and honesty; Ravenclaw The wisdom and erudition of Slytherin, and the insidious and cunning of Slytherin... Well, then Harry didn't want to enter Slytherin even more.

"I feel that the Sorting Hat seems to have a prejudice against Slytherin." Zhou Yi whispered to Fei Liwei beside him.

"Oh, there's no way around it. Almost all the bad guys, including the mysterious people, come from Slytherin." Flitwick shook his head, "Also, I heard that the founder of Slytherin The attitude of the Sorting Hat is not friendly..."

"Whoever I call now will put on his hat, sit on a stool, and wait for sorting," said Professor McGonagall. "Hannah Abbott!"

Chapter No.17 The Sorting Hat shouted: "Azkaban!"

The protagonist of Flowing Water, Hannah Abbott, is the same as the protagonist of Flowing Water, Su Yuntao.

Zhou Yi was not very interested in the sorting ceremony. Compared to watching the first-year students being sorted, he was more willing to chat with Fei Liwei and get some gossip from him. At least these were things he didn't know. It's also good to hear.

Sure enough, there was no deviation in the classification of each person. The three little ones were still Gryffindors, and the three Malfoys were still Slytherins. As for the others... Zhou Yi didn't remember who they were. of college.

To be honest, Zhou Yi's greatest interest in the Sorting Hat is whether there is an option of [Azkaban] in its sorting selection. After all, basically all those who enter Azkaban come out of Hogwarts , it can barely be regarded as the fifth house of Hogwarts!

Obviously, the Sorting Hat does not have this option, or the person who wears it does not meet the conditions it gives this option?In short, after all the first-year freshmen were tested and sorted, there was no such thing as Zhou Yi's long-awaited sorting hat chanting "Azkaban".

Well, if it does appear, something big will happen.

After the sorting was over, the freshmen belonging to each house sat down at the long tables of their houses. Different houses have different attitudes towards freshmen, and the biggest difference is still between Slytherin and Gryffindor. He said hello, then sat down without moving, and the other was enthusiastic. Of course, maybe it was because of Potter, but what is certain is that when Professor McGonagall asked Potter to go up for the test, everyone was whispering. Discussions, people are asking if it is the famous undead boy, Harry Potter.

Fortunately, after a month of Zhou Yi's education, Porter has calmed down a lot. At the same time, he also has an understanding of why he has such a big reputation. Naturally, he will not be timid because of this matter. Very calm - except that he was still a little flustered because of the previous beating, he didn't think that Professor McGonagall, who had a stern face like a piece of ice for thousands of years, would expose it so easily!

Harry sat in his seat, looked over to the teacher's table, saw Zhou Yi, saw Quirrell, and also saw the smiling Dumbledore, he felt relieved, "It shouldn't be too serious", his heart thinking.

So, Albus Dumbledore stood up and looked at the gathered students with a smile on his face: "Welcome, welcome everyone to Hogwarts and start a new school year, but before the banquet begins, I There is one more thing and a few words to say."

The students below fell silent, and Harry's heart tightened. He probably knew that Dumbledore was going to announce something... I hope the punishment will not be too severe.

"On this happy day today, such an unpleasant thing happened," Dumbledore's blue eyes glanced around, and the students below fell silent instantly, and the huge auditorium suddenly came to an end. "Mr. Harry Potter, Mr. Draco Malfoy, Mr. Gregory Goyle, and Mr. Vincent Crabbe, please stand up."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Harry, Malfoy and the other four stood up, Gryffindor and Slytherin, this was interesting, and everyone began to discuss in low voices.

"While on the train, Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Gore, and Mr. Crabbe verbally attacked Mr. Potter. I will not repeat the specific content. In short, this angered Mr. Potter and made Potter Mr. chose to do it, which eventually caused Mr. Malfoy to fracture and Mr. Goyle and Mr. Crabbe to be slightly injured," Dumbledore said slowly, "Whether it is verbal provocation or actual hands-on, this is very important in school. It is not encouraged, but things happen for a reason, so the punishment I decided is to deduct ten points from Mr. Potter's house, and ten points from the houses of Malfoy, Gore, and Crabbe, so..."

Dumbledore announced: "Gryffindor House deducts ten points, Slytherin House deducts thirty points!"

"Well, although I don't know what the point deductions are for, I deducted ten points from my house on the first day of enrollment," Harry thought to himself, glancing at the reactions of the Gryffindor students beside him, " I feel that I will be very unpopular..."

However, what he saw made Harry couldn't help but widen his eyes. What he saw was not blame or disgust, but... he was very excited and excited, and praised and envied his classmates, and there were a few, Brother Weasley gave him a thumbs up, and everyone else was smiling?

Is this score not as important as I imagined?

Harry felt that if he hadn't been concerned about the headmaster and other teachers, he would have greeted their cheers!

What's happening here?

To prove it, Harry glanced at the Slytherins again, only to find that Malfoy's head seemed to be lowered into his neck, and they were also receiving undisguised reproaches from all the Slytherins...

Why, what is this differential treatment?

Harry felt a little dazed.

"I hope you can learn the lesson and never do it again," said Dumbledore. "Finally, before the banquet begins, I have to say a few more words, that is: Idiot! Cry your nose! Dregs! Twist!"

"Thank you!" Dumbledore said, sitting down, "The banquet begins!"

All kinds of food appeared on the golden plate in front of everyone, such as roast beef, potatoes, etc., which were very rich, and the empty ones would be filled soon.

"This is much more comfortable than a buffet." Zhou Yi muttered.

"What is a buffet?" Fei Liwei was obviously curious about some fresh words that Zhou Yi spat out from time to time.

"Ah, it's similar to this..." Zhou Yi explained, "When a merchant opens a store, customers only need to pay and then they can eat and drink the products in the store. No matter how much they eat, the money is the same. Of course, it can't be wasted, and it can't be eaten. take away."

"I think the trolls should like this business model!" Fei Liwei laughed, "I like it too!"

"Time-limited."

"let it go."

……

On Harry's side, he was still a little dazed, especially since he still felt the admiring eyes from the people around him while eating the food... No, it's not the eyes anymore, but the words. Several people also want to praise their own!

Words like "It's really Harry Potter" and "It's so beautiful" poured into Harry's ears from time to time.

"What's going on?" Harry chose to ask the people around him what the reason was, "It's obviously because of me that the points were deducted! Why do you seem to..."

"Um, uh..." Ron wanted to answer, but at this time he was eating two chicken legs with great joy, and he had no time to speak.

"As long as Slytherin is more unlucky than us, we Gryffindors will be very happy!" A classmate on the side explained to Harry, "What's more, they insulted you first, Mr. Potter, and you One person still fought three times and won! We can brag about this for a year!"

Now Harry understood.

Seeing those eyes of praise and some words of encouragement coming towards him, Harry couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Next time... Hit harder?

On the side, Zhou Yi's mouth twitched slightly as he was talking with Professor Fei Liwei about which kind of food was the best, and introducing some food from Huaguo.

Do you want to change so fast? Hey!

After a while, the banquet with countless delicacies ended, and Dumbledore also stood up and announced that "no entry into the forbidden forest", "no magic in the corridor between classes", "Quidditch player review is about to begin If you are interested, please contact Ms. Hodge" and "Don't enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor if you don't want to die of pain" and other news, it was announced that it would start singing the school song and prepare for bedtime.

To be honest, Zhou Yi didn't sing it--if you know it, the main reason is that the lyrics are really not good.

After that, it was time for bedtime. Under the leadership of the prefects, the students of all grades returned to their respective lounges, and then entered the dormitory to rest. The professors went to their respective offices. Many professors also have lounges in their offices. , Hogwarts' territory is still very large.

Zhou Yi returned to the office and did not go to rest. According to his current physical condition, if it was just such a work intensity, he would not feel tired at all without sleeping. He came to the desk, leaned on the chair, and took the A piece of paper glanced at it.

"Well, I'll go directly to the sixth grade class tomorrow..." Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, "It's not bad to just take the most urgent one directly."

At night, the lights printed in the office have not dissipated for a long time... It is a symbol of the gift that Professor Zhou Yi is working hard to prepare for the first class of the sixth grade students who will take the exam in nearly two years.

day.

The fourth floor of Hogwarts Castle, inside the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

There was a chandelier on the ceiling of the classroom, and a group of Hogwarts sixth-year students, all dressed up and ready for class... it seemed like a handful.

Originally, there were only 40 students in one grade, and those who took the Defense Against the Dark Arts course and were able to get a good grade or higher in the .L exam, there were only about twenty of them.

"Have you heard? The new professor this semester is from Huaguo! He's also very handsome!"

"What's the use of being particularly handsome? I only know that he is very young, and I don't know how good his teaching is. I hope he can be of some help to our exams!"

"What's the use of being helpful? Even if this new professor is helpful to us, it's only for one year. There are new professors in the seventh grade!"

The students were talking.

When the time came, Zhou Yi appeared at the door on time and walked in. These students also fell silent one by one. Since they were new young teachers, they knew almost nothing about Zhou Yi, so of course they all waited quietly first.

It's been five years, almost all of them are old fritters.

"Hi everyone, I'm your professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Zhou Yi, from Huaguo," Zhou Yi pointed to the blackboard, and a series of words automatically appeared on it, "You can call me Professor Zhou."

The eyes of the students below were all wide-eyed, their expressions of disbelief hardly concealed!

They were not little wizards with no knowledge at all. They saw with their own eyes that Zhou Yi's magic wand... didn't see it at all. They just pointed with their hands and then released the magic!

Wandless Casting!

Still so breezy!

Although young, he is definitely a boss!

This sentence instantly appeared in the minds of the students. Some vocabulary may be different, but the meaning is similar.

"Then, I think everyone knows what you are facing. That's right, the exam, the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam. The exam is divided into two steps: a written exam and an interview, and my teaching philosophy is to let students really You can master the skills of Defense Against the Dark Arts, that is, you can master all the concepts and be able to actually fight, so, to be precise, my teaching requirements are higher than those of the exam."

Zhou Yi glanced at the forty or so students below with a smile, and said, "Before we start our formal teaching, I need to know about your situation...Whose .L test score is O (excellent)? Please raise your hand Come."

Among the twenty or so people, about five or six raised their hands.

"Then the rest is E (excellent), otherwise I don't think you would have taken this course...Very well, the ratio is not what I expected."

Zhou Yi nodded: "Then, are there any people who think they can get an O in the exam right now?"

"No one raised their hands, as expected... what about E?"

This time, four or five people raised their hands.

"Very good, I appreciate people who are confident in themselves, and everyone's college will add five points."

Zhou Yi signaled the students to put their hands down.

"Now, let me ask you a question. What do you think you need to master if you want to pass the Defense Against the Dark Arts course? Raise your hand and answer."