[HP] Silver Green Pride

"What's the matter, kids? What are you doing?" The voice came from behind, and the white-bearded old man dressed up like a Christmas tree held a bag full of live cockroaches and greeted them cheerfully.

Withdrew his wand calmly, Ange said: "Just passing by, but just now a cockroach ran out from nowhere, which shocked me. My seniors and sisters thought I was attacked, so ..."

Dumbledore interrupted Ange's next words with a smile: "Understood, a little accident, children, it's time for you to teach, class is almost here!"

A gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and Ange looked at the prefect Annala.

Seeing the other party nodding slightly, Ange said calmly, "Okay, Mr. Principal." Then he retreated to the team.

Dumbledore walked over with the pile of cockroaches in his hand, and after the Gryffindor students looked at each other, the Gryffindor prefect said: "After counting one, two, three, let's put down the wands together!"

The Slytherin prefects looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

"One... two... three..." After counting three times, the students of the two colleges put down their wands together. They were relieved to see that the other party hadn't made any tricks. They looked at each other and snorted. Under the leadership of their respective prefects, they parted ways.

"I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened." On the way, Ange said this to the Slytherin students with a sincere and guilty attitude. He didn't evade, but was arrogant and generous. Apologies, such a move undoubtedly won everyone's favor.

"It's not your fault," Annala said. "Cockroach! Isn't that girl annoying? Besides, nothing happened."

Ange blinked and smiled, as if he had let go of his knot.

In fact, she knew that she didn't take it to heart at all. It was just a fight between the children, and she could see it clearly.

The most boring class at Hogwarts is History of Magic. This class is the only class taught by ghosts. For Hogwarts students, this class is purely for sleep.Professor Binns was buzzing above, but not many people listened below. Even Ravenclaw, who loves the school the most, most of them brought other books to read by themselves.

But Ange listened very carefully, and even took notes very carefully.

To be honest, although Professor Binns gave lectures dryly, he was extremely serious. He not only analyzed the contents, but also expressed his own views. He has been at Hogwarts for a long time, even surpassing Deng Xiaoping. Bullido, no one knows exactly in which century he became a professor.

What can be more clear than history told by people who have lived it themselves?So Ange listened.She needs to quickly understand this strange magic world. To integrate into a circle, words and deeds must conform to the rules of this circle. This is what she has learned in the past ten years.

Professor Flitwick's spell class is relatively popular. All kinds of magical little spells are an eye-opener for young wizards who are new to the magic world. He taught the spells without leaving the first class, but It narrated all kinds of knowledge about spells, among which the narration of silent and wand-less magic impressed Ange deeply. She didn't know what she had mastered, the special use of the energy called "magic power" in her body , Can it be regarded as silent and wandless magic?

And what Anger finds most miraculous is the transfiguration class, changing one thing into another at once, which completely violates the laws of scientific materialism. She doesn't know if this is atomic reorganization, but for her there is no doubt is quite functional.

The transfiguration class is taught by Slytherin and Gryffindor. Professor McGonagall is a very serious witch. She transforms into a cat to scare late students and turns the desk into a pig. Seriously warned the little wizard about the dangers of the Transfiguration class, and when Draco turned a match into a silver needle a few minutes after the class and conjured the Slytherin house emblem on it, Professor McGonagall gave him After adding [-] points, Slytherin gradually turned into silver needles one after another. Ange conjured up the silver needles sooner or later, and didn't put any special symbols on them. The only thing that stood out was probably the Pretty sharp needles.

In Gryffindor, only Hermione, the little Muggle witch who recklessly broke into the box at the beginning, turned the matches into little silver needles. For this reason, the little Slytherin snakes had quite strange expressions.

"Gryffindor has a very talented little witch this year." After class, Ange and Pansy Daphne got together, and when Hermione was mentioned, Pansy commented like this.

"It's really smart to master the transformation skills in just one class. I think she is actually very suitable to go to Ravenclaw. I only learned a little bit after studying for three full days." Daphne said regretfully , "If she's a Ravenclaw, I think I'd love to befriend her, even though she's a Muggle wizard."

Ange just listened quietly, but thoughtful thoughts flashed in his eyes.

Maybe for little wizards... Transfiguration class is quite difficult?Slytherins are all wizards and aristocrats. It is not unacceptable to be taught at home. It is conceivable that the little witch named Hermione can get such an evaluation from the proud Slytherin. She's talented too!

Potions was taught by Severus Snape, Head of Slytherin.

In the eyes of Gryffindor, he always favors Slytherin and criticizes Gryffindor, so Gryffindor always calls him a "greasy old bat" in private. Go do potion experiments.

Slytherin always scoffed at such rumors. Although their headmaster was a little cold, his face was a little paralyzed, his face was a little gloomy, and his tongue was a little bit poisonous...but he was still very good in essence. Although he was strict with them, he Slytherin's little snakes can still see Slytherin's maintenance. To some extent, Slytherin's awkwardness is reflected in this snake king.

Potions classes are held in a dungeon, with gloomy rooms and bottles full of dead animals. This cannot but be scary, but after all, it is Gryffindor with rough nerves and Slater who has been mentally prepared for a long time. Lin, after a while, he adjusted his mentality.

The door was opened, and the originally noisy classroom fell silent, and all the young wizards' eyes fell on the billowing black robe.

At the time of the chief battle, Anger didn't see it clearly, but now, this Slytherin Snake King is not just imposing?It was so dark that the cold air on his body could almost turn into white mist.

A strange smell rushed into the tip of the nose, very faint, but Ange caught it very sensitively. Regarding the turning of the snake king at this time, Ange realized that maybe he was sitting in his room before coming. Potions? !

The wand in his hand tapped the desk lightly, and a string of notes that didn't form a melody made the already gloomy classroom even more weird.

The deep and silky voice called the names of the students one by one, and almost everyone who was called by their names only felt the cold air rushing from behind.

When Severus called Anger, there seemed to be a momentary pause, but the gap was so small that almost no one noticed it, but when he called Harry, he stopped and continued to call, and looked up at the person who was whispering to Ron. Harry glanced at him, mockingly with a cold gaze: "Aha, yes, Harry Potter, the newcomer to our school—here's a celebrity!" The deep voice seemed to carry a faint resentment and a trace of unspeakable complexity. Les continued to roll the roll.

Draco and many Slytherins beside Anger secretly laughed, and then looked at Harry with pity mixed with schadenfreude.

Ron next to Harry caught Slytherin's gaze and almost apologized, but Harry stopped him again.

There was a moment of silence, and Severus' cold gaze swept over everyone.

"You are here to learn the exquisite technology of pharmacy!" With a low, almost whispering voice, at this moment, Severus was not admonishing, it would be better to say that his mind had already been intoxicated by the beauty of potions, and he said instinctively He thought, "You have come here to learn the delicate science and exacting craft of potion-making. Since there are no foolish wand-wavings here, many of you will not believe it is magic. I don't I hope you can really understand the beauty of the white smoke and the bursts of fragrance from the slow-simmering cauldron. You will not really understand the magical power of the liquid flowing into people's blood vessels, which makes people feel relaxed and confused... …I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death—but only if you're not one of the dumb fools I often meet."

Can death be prevented?Ange's eyes dimmed slightly, could death really stop it?

She admitted that when she heard Severus' words, her heart was moved!

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