I'm playing Druid at Hogwarts

It was another day of classes, and Allen fought back his sleepiness to get through it. The other students had already fallen asleep on the table.

History of Magic and Defense Against the Dark Arts, two major hypnosis courses.

The professor of the History of Magic is Professor Binns. As the only ghost professor, the quality of his lectures is simply unacceptable.

The cold and breathless voice taught the boring history of magic, and even the good students of Ravenclaw fell on the table.

The same goes for the Defense Against the Dark Arts course. The students all sat at the back because Professor Quirrell's smell was so strong, as if he hadn't taken a shower for half a year, and it smelled sour and rotten.

The lectures were also according to the script, there were no curses, they were just lifeless lectures on the content of dead grass. Allen suspected that Dumbledore recruited Professor Quirrell just to bear the curse.

Fortunately, the two professors did not punish the students, and Alan quietly studied the automatic writing spell.

Time passed quickly, and on Friday morning, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had their first flying lesson.

Gryffindor and Slytherin have flying lessons on Friday afternoon.

20 people lined up. The school's old Nimbus 750 was placed on the ground, and the more primitive Oak Arrow 79 was placed under Allen's feet. Everyone looked at Allen with strange eyes.

Allen didn't care, Oak Arrow 79 had a consciousness that was just born, and for the druid, he was his future companion.

Mrs. Huo Qi hurriedly came to everyone: "Good morning, classmates."

"Good morning, Mrs. Hooch."

"Now is the first flying lesson. What are you waiting for? Everyone, stand on the left side of the broom and move quickly." Mrs. Huo Qi's voice was like an arrow, shooting quickly.

Everyone quickly followed the instructions and stood at the designated position.

“Put your right hand on top of the broom and say ‘get up’.”

As soon as Allen stretched out his hand, before he could say anything, Oak Arrow 79 was already in his hand, and Allen still felt that his consciousness was very dependent on him.

"Mr. Drew, you did a good job. This broomstick trusts you very much."

Others looked at Allen with envy. Mrs. Ho Qi said coldly, "What are you looking at? Act quickly."

"stand up!"

"stand up."

Justin rubbed his palms together and shouted excitedly, "Get up."

boom!The broomstick hit Justin hard on the head, and a small bump quickly swelled up. Seeing this, the others became vigilant.

In the end, it was Mrs. Huo Qi's urging that everyone completed the first step.

"Then sit on it now and fly gently."

For Allen, it was easy. As soon as he stepped on it, Oak Arrow 79 slowly rose up. Allen felt that he could fully control the broom.

"Very well Mr. Drew, it seems you should have a talent for Quidditch. Ten points for Hufflepuff."

"Thank you Professor."

Compared to Allen, the others were a little miserable. Some were disobedient and couldn't fly, and some soared into the sky. For example, Justin. Allen thought he came to Hogwarts to be funny.

Justin couldn't control the broomstick at all. The broomstick knocked him around and harmed several students.

"Mr. Finlay, please stop." Mrs. Hooch felt her anger rising.

"Help me."

Justin passed through all the students at a low altitude, and then flew up again near the wall, which was more enjoyable than a roller coaster.

In the end, Justin couldn't hold on to the broomstick and fell from the sky. Everyone screamed in fright. Alan had already prepared the spell.

"Shock reduction and speed stop"

With a wave of Allen's wand, Justin immediately stopped in the air, fell at a slow speed, and finally landed safely.

Mrs. Hooch first gave Allen ten points, and then said angrily: "Mr. Finch-Fletchley, Hufflepuff deducts ten points for your recklessness."

Allen's face was stunned. Mrs. Huo Qi was admiring her for going from left to right.

……

Noon, auditorium.

As soon as Allen came in, he heard Harry's complaint. Harry said angrily: "Professor Snape definitely doesn't like me. He knows clearly that I don't know how to do it, and he keeps asking me to deduct points. It's too much."

Hermione also agreed: "That's right, even though I raised my hand, you didn't even call me."

Ron ate the food and chatted: "I think the old bat is just trying to take advantage of us. He didn't give us Gryffindor points. He deducted thirty points from us in every class."

Alan was silent. The old bat was targeting Harry. Gryffindor was innocent. Fortunately, he was a Hufflepuff.

At this time, many owls flew outside the window and threw the gifts in their talons in front of the students one by one.

A newspaper was also thrown in front of Alan. Although Alan's owl was in the hands of his parents, he hired an owl in the owl loft to deliver things to him.

Opening the newspaper, what came into view was the sneak attack on Gringotts.

Allen frowned. He had opened a vault in Gringotts, so no one would care about his thousands of gold galleons.

Allen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the vault where the accident occurred was Vault 713.

Harry read the news, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn: "The 713 vault where the accident happened is the same vault where Hagrid and I went to retrieve things."

The four of them looked at each other, what a coincidence.

Allen pinched his chin and asked, "Whose vault belongs to it?"

Harry replied quietly: "It seems to be Dumbledore's."

"Then we can rest assured. It means that Dumbledore has noticed that someone is thinking about his things, so he sent Hagrid to pick them up in advance." Allen analyzed.

The three of them nodded after hearing this. Since Dumbledore had already discovered it, they would naturally be prepared and it was none of their little wizard's business.

Back at the Hufflepuff common room, Kelly was already standing at the door waiting for him.

"I understand, I will prepare food for you now." Allen was helpless.

Kelly meowed and calmly walked to the rice bowl, as if Allen was waiting for it.

Allen prepared sumptuous food for Kelly, and then saw his roommate coming back in a hurry, picking up the potions textbook and leaving.

Allen grabbed Wayne and asked doubtfully: "Wayne, why are you in such a hurry?"

Wayne quickly replied: "I heard that Professor Snape doesn't like people being late, so I'll go first." After that, Wayne hurriedly left.

After checking the time, it was indeed almost time for class. Allen quickly left the lounge and ran towards the Potions class.

Finally, Allen stepped into the classroom as the bell rang, and when he saw Snape already standing there, Allen broke into a cold sweat.

Snape looked at Alan with cold eyes, like a poisonous snake.

"Mr. Drew, I hope you can come to my class five minutes early."

"Next time, definitely next time."

Against Snape's gaze, Allen took small steps to the seat reserved for him by Justin.

Snape withdrew his gaze and said in a gloomy voice: "In my class, you are not allowed to be late, wave your wand, or recite incantations."