The man behind Hogwarts

Fran looked unhappy.

"Cedric, what do you mean, I'm talking to William, please don't interrupt."

"Fran, the matter of the sorting ceremony has passed. The principal has made a decision. Do you still want to stir up trouble?"

"...I'm not trying to cause trouble."

"Then what are you going to do?" Cedric didn't give in.

that's it.

The scene was somewhat tense for a while.

Fran is in trouble.

He didn't know if there was any deep meaning behind William's coming to this class, and since he and others were beaten just now, he naturally wanted to come up and inquire about it.

But Cedric doesn't know.

He thought Fran was unconvinced and asked someone to stir up trouble.

After these days of getting along, Cedric had already regarded William as a good friend. When he discovered this situation, he instinctively stepped forward.

"calm down."

William separated the two and took action to adjust.

He grabbed Cedric and said, "It's okay. Fran and I have shaken hands and made peace a long time ago. We are both friends now."

Cedric: "Really?"

He leaned into William's ear and whispered: "Flan and the others must be unkind. William, don't be deceived."

"It's okay. I'm so handsome. Would anyone dare to lie to me?"

Cedric was immediately speechless.

‘He spoke so confidently that I almost believed him. ’

"Cedric, you go to the library first, I will come find you later."

"How about I stay with you."

"It's okay, don't worry, go ahead." William patted his arm.

William persuaded them to leave.

He could tell that Fran and Cedric were having some trouble getting along, so he simply separated them.

Snakes are indeed generally proud.

The little badgers are honest and don't like to be timid.

Saying.

Could it be that Slytherin pursues glorious independence? It seems that their relationship with the other three houses is not good.

Slytherin and Gryffindor, needless to say, have been enemies since ancient times.

Slytherin and Hufflepuff, just look at Fran and Cedric and you know there must be a story.

Slytherin and Ravenclaw?

I don’t know what it was like before, but William must have become enemies this time.

On the first day of school, we had a fight in front of the school principal and teachers. It was difficult not to become enemies in this relationship.

Several thoughts flashed through my mind.

William smiled and forced a handshake with Fran.

"Long time no see Fran, your hair is really nice, it looks great."

William style communication: first use physical contact to close the distance, then praise the other person to make them relax their defenses, and finally use your extraordinary ability to make people surrender to your charm.

Try a hundred spirits.

Uh.

Fran shook hands with William stiffly.

"Okay, okay...thank you, your hair is not bad either."

Haha.

William smiled kindly.

"You said you know the answer to the question I just asked?"

"Of course, my Defense Against the Dark Arts class is definitely the first in my grade."

"If you don't believe me, ask Henry and the others."

William looked at the others, and the little snakes nodded in unison, with sincere eyes.

Seeing this, William believed it.

Unexpectedly, Fran, who is an artistic person, is also a domineering student in elementary school. Regardless of other courses, it seems that he is confident in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"awesome."

William was even more enthusiastic, "This is my first time in your second-grade class, and I encountered a lot of problems. I was still in trouble just now. Fortunately, I have you, Fran."

"Come on, come on, I have a few questions here, please help me look at them."

"You help me this time, and I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Fran couldn't help but feel happy inside.

"Then let me help him take a look?" Fran looked at Henry and the others.

Henry and others nodded.

Fran took William's notebook and said: "First of all, this question should..."

A thorough explanation, simple and logical.

Immersed in the explanation, Fran looked particularly serious.

Henry tried to ask: "William, why are you here in our second grade class?"

"There are too few classes in the first grade and they are a bit boring, so I came to join the class. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall agreed."

"I see."

"Then will you come to class with us often in the future?"

William thought for a while, "Not sure yet, but if everything goes well, I should come often."

The voice fell.

Henry and others had bitter expressions.

William just beat them up a few days ago, and he wants to come to class with them later?

Henry's scalp went numb just thinking about this scene.

Fighting is not scary, whoever loses will be embarrassed.

What's even more embarrassing is that the loser has to see the winner all the time, which is too torture.

"Okay, okay, welcome, William."

The little snakes exchanged insincere greetings.

Half an hour later, Fran finally finished explaining all of William's questions.

"How about it, do you know how to do it?"

William nodded.

"Thank you so much, Fran. I admire your knowledge."

Fran straightened his chin proudly with a proud expression.

"I have to go to the library today, so let me treat you to dinner at noon tomorrow."

"No, no need."

William pulled him: "You're welcome, it's in the cafeteria. We are all acquaintances anyway, don't you think so."

Fran resisted.

However, William invited him again and again, and finally agreed in a confused way.

Before leaving, William also said: "Henry, Jim, you guys are coming too, I'll wait for you."

Henry smiled awkwardly.

Seeing William walking away, the expressions of several people suddenly turned cold, and Fran even sat down on the table.

Henry scratched his head and asked, "Fran, what happened just now?"

"Huh? What?"

"We just want to find out William's intentions, but, but..."

Jim took over the conversation: "Yes, why did things suddenly develop like this?"

"You also helped William answer his questions. We usually ask you questions, but you don't explain them to us so seriously."

"I was just looking for a random topic," Fran defended.

"What about tomorrow?"

Several people looked at each other.

"Why do you suddenly want to have dinner with him?"

"Are we so familiar? According to common sense, we should be enemies..."

Fran's eyes were blank.

"I didn't feel he was hostile at all."

"That's true, but it was us who were beaten, not him."

Jim shook his head fiercely, "No matter what, I won't go to dinner anyway. It's up to you to go or not."

"I don't want to go either, but it seemed like we all agreed just now."

Uh.

seems like it?

"Ah~~"

"so annoying."

Jim yelled twice: "What happened just now? Why do I feel so confused now?"

"Henry, you were talking to William just now. What do you mean?"

"I-what did I just say?"

"You." Jim said angrily, "You were the one who nodded just now. When William asked us all to go, you nodded immediately, just like a fool."

what?

Henry was stunned, "Really?"

"Fran, do you know what's going on?"

Fran sighed.

"I want to know too."

He thought of the scene just now, and his mind was still buzzing, like a ball of cotton thread, so winding that people couldn't find a clue.

"Tell me, is there something wrong with William?"

"Not like a normal person anyway."