From Karma Taj to Hogwarts

The next day, the little wizards who had been partying all night learned their lesson right away - classes will continue as usual on Tuesday!

This news was undoubtedly like a thunderbolt hitting the foreheads of the little wizards, making their little heads buzz.

Those who had some idea and only played until the early hours of the morning could barely get up before class, but those troublemakers who stayed up all night had to be treated differently.

Abraxas and Mobley are the two generals among those little wizards who can't live in peace. They don't even think about going to class on time the next day. They stay in the common room and other places late at night. The prodigal sons of Slytherin organized a wizard chess tournament together.

There are also some mixed-blood families who are not very rich and want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, so they set up a less formal gambling game to fool these pure-bloods who are "foolish and have a lot of money". I bet on the possibility of victory. Later, someone actually came up with different odds for the final championship. I don’t know how to judge it.

Regardless of whether the odds were set reasonably, Abramovich and Mobley got the best of them anyway. The game was not over until a sixth-grade senior stood out and won the final championship of the wizard chess competition, and by this time the bell of Hogwarts had already struck six o'clock in the morning...

It was only then that Abramovich and Mobley, who were still unfinished, felt physically sleepy and had no energy to check how many Galleons they had lost in the night before going out. They crawled into bed and immediately fell asleep...

The little wizard Xiwen is different from them. He had gone through a thrilling battle the day before, endured fatigue and followed the deans around to repair magic nodes in order to gain more knowledge, and his body was already exhausted. After returning to the dormitory, he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he next to the bed.

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The next morning, Xivin was awakened by the sound of Abu and Mobley falling on the bed. He took out his pocket watch from under the pillow and took a look at it. He found that it was slightly later than his normal wake-up time.

He sat up and prepared to do his usual morning exercises.

However, before Xiwen could sit up completely, he fell back with a grin on his face.

"Hiss..." He took a breath of cold air. He only felt pain in his waist and back, and there was no place in his arms and legs that was not sore.

Even with Xiwen's physical fitness, he could not fully bear the excessive physical load of the previous day. He now felt like a fat man who had not exercised for a long time and suddenly had a fit after participating in a triathlon!

Now the pain all over his body made him not only not want to go to morning exercises, but also he didn't even bother to eat breakfast when he thought about the distance from the common room to the auditorium.

Fortunately, the small problem of breakfast could not trouble Xiwen. If the body doesn’t want to move, the soul body can do it for you!

At this time, the ghost Xiwen drifted towards the kitchen under Helena's strange eyes.

"So you went to the cafeteria because your whole body was sore and you didn't want to move?" After Helena asked this question, she still managed to laugh.

"That's wrong, let me rephrase it." Helena said, suppressing a smile. "So you went to the cafeteria because Sivan Rozier was sore all over and didn't want to move?... It seems that this statement is still wrong. Aren't you Sivan Rozier? How strange!"

Ghost Xiwen looked at Helena helplessly, always feeling that this smart ghost lady seemed to be out of her mind now...

After arriving in the kitchen, Xiwen called Budi, the house elf he was most familiar with, and ordered a few dishes for him to take to the dormitory. Later, under Helena's coercion and inducement, he memorized most of the dishes in the kitchen, preparing to enrich the menu for the next ghost banquet.

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In the Slytherin boys' dormitory, Xiven, who had not gone out for morning exercise, finished his breakfast indoors and then began to do some rehabilitative stretching, hoping to recover his body as soon as possible.

When class was about to start at around eight o'clock, Gomez returned to the dormitory. Together, they woke up Abu and Mobley, who were still lying on the bed.

"Ah? Are there still classes today?" Mobley asked in shock after being woken up.

"Probably because I had expected that there would be people like you, Professor Slughorn came to the common room in the morning and wrote a notice on the notice board that classes would be normal today." Xiven said to them.

"I haven't slept for even a few minutes!" Abu said angrily, as if he was a little tired of getting up. "Otherwise I won't go. You dared to miss an entire afternoon of class on the second day of school. Why can't I skip even one class?"

"Why are you related to me again..." Xiwen's mouth twitched.

"This morning is Defense Against the Dark Arts class." At this time, Gomez continued. "Professor Luo Lei has been arrested. Today's class is likely to be taught by another professor."

"Other professors are better. Maybe he doesn't know how many people there are in our first grade. It's not impossible to miss both of our names." Mobley simply covered his head in the quilt and muttered. The sound came from the quilt.

"What I mean is... today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class will probably be taught by Professor Merles!" Gomez had no choice but to use his trump card.

"What??" Mobley and Abu suddenly got out of the quilt and shouted in shock.

Xiwen shrugged and explained to them silently: "The teaching director of the Defense Against Dark Arts class is our vice principal. Do you understand?"

"It's over, if we dare to skip the vice principal's class, who knows what punishment we will face!" Abu muttered, while suppressing his sleepiness and putting on his clothes.

"Hurry up, class is about to begin." Xiwen took out his pocket watch, took a look at it, and urged.

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The four of them arrived at the classroom with only three minutes left before nine o'clock.

As expected, it was Professor Mellors who taught them instead.

At this time, she was already standing on the podium, looking kindly at the little wizards under the stage.

Professor Mellors also held a roster in her hand. From time to time, she lowered her head to compare the names on the list with the number of little wizards arriving in the classroom. This made Abu and Mobley, who finally decided to come to class, very happy. .

"Very good, everyone in Slytherin is here!" After the four Xivens arrived, Professor Mellors checked the roster again and nodded with satisfaction. "There are only three Gryffindor boys left."

However, until the bell rang for class, the three boys still did not come to the classroom. Xiwen secretly speculated that they had been playing all night.

Professor Mellors's expression was not very good. He looked at the list and said, "Mr. Alastor Moody!"

"I'm here!" Moody was startled and stood up suddenly from his seat in the front row.

Because of Professor Luo Lei's previous arrangement, Abu, who habitually sat next to Moody, was startled by him.

"Mr. Moody, as far as I know, these three classmates who are not here are all your roommates?" Professor Mellors asked.

Moody turned his head and looked around the classroom, then said to Professor Mellors: "Yes, Professor."

Professor Mellors stared at him and asked seriously: "Tell me what happened to them."

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