Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

When Eric woke up the next day, the genius had just started to wake up. He raised his head and took a look. Lee Jordan was sleeping soundly with the quilt on his side. George and Fred were also snoring in bed.

When he sat up and was about to get dressed, Eric spotted an extra roll of parchment on the bedside table. When he opened it, he saw that it was their first-grade class schedule.

On the way to the tower last night, Charlie had informed them of the reason why the first day of school was Friday. Professor Dumbledore decided to let the students take a break. There were no classes in the school today, so he didn't panic while Eric got dressed. When I came to the lounge when I was not busy, I saw many senior students crazily making up their homework.

After getting out of the hole in the Gryffindor lounge, Eric followed the way he came up last night and wanted to go to the restaurant. However, he still took the wrong path in the armor corridor on the fourth floor. The wall that was passable yesterday was no longer passable today. It turned into a hard stone brick wall, and he wandered around for a long time without finding a way down.

After turning on the map function of the system, Eric looked at it carefully for a long time, then turned it off silently amidst the grunting sound of the system.

Apart from a simple floor plan, this map function has no other function. Not to mention that the rooms have no notes, and there are no entrances and exits to other floors.

"You can't do this and you can't do that. Who are you trying to fool by the function of creating this map?"

Five seconds later, the system calmly typed text in front of Eric: 'Because the system is currently not at a high level and many functions are still being built and restored, the host is requested to complete the task as soon as possible and unlock the permissions. '

'The third world mission will take place in half a month, host please be prepared. '

Good guy, it’s finally here!

The system that had provided the information fell silent again, and Eric could only wander around, continuing to look for the way downstairs, until he met Percy Weasley who appeared holding a book.

Under Percy's guidance, Eric finally found the stairs behind the yellow curtain opposite the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom door.

"The stairs at Hogwarts are realigned every Friday, so you'll need a keen eye to find them."

Just when Eric came to the junction of the passages on the third floor and the second floor, and was about to avoid the sinking staircase in the middle, a voice sounded from behind him, distracting his attention for a moment. He was about to step on the stairs with his right hand. He reached the floor above the stairs, but after being distracted, he lost his center of gravity and slid down one floor, just in time to hit the sinking stairs. His whole body was shortened and he had to follow that floor. Fall down the stairs.

Fortunately, a pair of hands grabbed his wizard robe and pulled him up, thus avoiding the risk of making a fool of himself.

Eric turned around, and the person who pulled him up was Professor Seamus from the new Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Professor Seamus looked at the little wizard in front of him and smiled with an apologetic expression on his face: "Sorry, it seems that I scared you just now. I was originally going to remind you that there is something abnormal about the stairs, but it seems that it is me. Lifting it many times had the opposite effect.”

Eric shook his head, made way for Professor Seamus and thanked him: "No, no, professor, if it weren't for you, I might have fallen to the second floor."

Professor Seamus smiled gently and walked down first, his neatly combed blond hair tied into a ponytail swaying behind his head as he moved around.

He originally thought that the students were doing homework in the dormitories or the lounges of various colleges, but when Eric came to the auditorium, he realized that he had made a mistake.

The professors seemed to have not gotten up yet, and the faculty benches were empty, so a few small groups scattered around the deans' tables gathered together, writing furiously, and stuffing breakfast into their mouths.

"Damn it, how could you write a two-foot-long paper on thunderbirds for Care of Magical Creatures?"

When Eric passed by the Gryffindor table, he heard a student rubbing his chicken coop-like hair with a sad and angry look on his face. He scrawled a few lines on the parchment in front of him, followed by a few drops of big words. Drops of ink.

Several students around him also sighed. Some covered their heads, and some closed their eyes and pinched their eyebrows. It was obvious that they were all impatient.

"Do you need help?" Just as a few people were dejected, Professor Seamus appeared behind them with a hot dog in his mouth. He startled them and said with a smile: "I have settled in the United States for a few years. For Thunderbirds, I I do know some little habits.”

Eric, who poured a bowl of cereal, sat about five meters away from the group of people. While eating breakfast, he watched the seniors doing their homework. He also listened to Professor Seamus explaining to those students what he had done in the past. The short story of coming into contact with thunderbirds in a valley in the United States soon gathered many students from the Care of Magical Creatures class.

According to their explanation, for other things, you can read books or ask for advice at home, but the homework of Care of Magical Creatures is really too difficult, because of the regulations of the British Ministry of Magic, the rarity of magical animals, and the There are only a few books on the subject, especially the teachers of the Care of Magical Creatures class who often miss some knowledge points during class, making them confused every time they finish the class.After a long time, it became impossible to connect this knowledge together.

The students surrounding Professor Seamus wrote furiously with excitement on their faces, and soon filled a whole piece of parchment, thanking Professor Seamus who was about to leave.

"The professor is so handsome. I didn't expect that he has been to so many places."

A little girl at the Ravenclaw table next door had just come over to listen to Professor Seamus's account of his travels. She looked at Professor Seamus' upright back as he left the auditorium, with an expression of admiration written all over her face.

Another Hufflepuff senior blew on the parchment he had written on it. After the ink on it dried, he carefully folded it up: "Yes, if it weren't for Professor, Professor Kettleburn The assignments really drive me crazy.”

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan finally rushed into the auditorium when Eric was about to finish breakfast, sat next to him, took the breakfast on the plate in front of him, and munched.

"Eric, why didn't you call me when you got up in the morning?" Jordan's mouth was full of bread. Before chewing a few mouthfuls, he poured half a glass of milk into his mouth. He rolled his eyes and chewed hard, still slurring his mouth. He muttered: "I was dreaming about breakfast. The more I ate, the more hungry I became. I woke up hungry, and when I woke up, I realized that you were not in the dormitory. Why did you come down so quickly? We spent a long time looking for the way."

"I met Fred's brother Percy, and he showed me the way. I originally wanted to let you sleep a little longer, but there will be no classes for the next three days anyway."

Eric shrugged and drank the milk tea in his cup.

Fred came over at this time, took out the parchment that Eric had used magic to restore from his arms, and said to Eric and Eric like a thief: "How about taking advantage of the fact that there are no classes these days?" , how about we go look for this?”