[HP] Pledge allegiance to Gellert

"Hey prefect, are you kidding me..."

"No." Eric was very serious: "I'm serious. Many people think so, Gryffindor is righteous, Slytherin is evil. In fact, it's crazy, Slytherin has nothing to do with them, talk I didn't think about why they were hostile to Slytherin before."

"...It's really sick." Wells froze for a moment, then held back for a while, and finally said this.

"Yes." Eric shrugged nonchalantly, "Why don't you give up treatment if you are sick?"

After eating and wiping his mouth, Eric stood up and said hello: "Little snakes, it's time for us to go to class, let's go."

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Slytherins always attend class with Gryffindors.You say Slytherin and Gryffindor are incompatible. Why do the professors arrange for Slytherin to always have classes with Gryffindor? !

Damn what kind of bad taste!This is simply looking for trouble, right?Hogwarts...

Sitting in the Charms classroom again, Eric and Wells held their foreheads together in silence, feeling that this arrangement was really cheating.

Wells added: "Slytherin and Gryffindor go to class together. This is a rule handed down from the Big Four, not my uncle."

What if it is thought that this is the bad taste of his uncle?His Uncle didn't mean anything like that. ==

Eric responded, "Oh."

It turned out to be the case.

It turns out that this is what His Royal Highnesses Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor meant... Then I can’t blame you for having so many 18X fanfictions of yours in the HP, ==, self-inflicted can’t live .

"Oh? By the way, where's Escoffier?" Eric froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered.

Wells was also taken aback for a moment: "I don't know."

Eric and Wells looked at each other for a moment, then turned resignedly back to the lounge.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the lounge, he saw the irritable little nobleman jumping into a rage.

sigh.

Eric stepped forward and slapped a book on Escoffier's head: "Quiet, Ac."

"Perfect..." The idiot naturally QAQ expression.

"Shut up and watch the image of Slytherin, idiot."

"Yes..." The idiot shrank his neck, complained to QAQ with tears in his eyes after thinking about it: "It's him who is so irritating, perfect! He threw the color-changing spell on my head early in the morning!"

Eric raised his forehead.

Opposite is Levin Gunter.

Looking at his smiling face, you can tell that this guy is playing Ac, you are smiling like a pervert. ==

No, the face of this kind of idiot who seems to have impure motives is slightly familiar... ==

Eric looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh.

Turning back, Eric stroked his head reassuringly, and sighed: "Okay, it's none of your business here, Ac, go and group Slytherin with Wells, thank God as long as you don't be irritable."

Ac is relatively stupid, and this Mr. Gunter's EQ may not be very high.

So Escoffier was taken away by Wells, Eric jumped off the table, the wand fell in his hand for a moment and then it was right on his neck.

The neurotic smile on the other party's face disappeared in an instant, and he returned to the energy-saving mode on his face: "Perfect, what's the matter?"

Eric sighed, "Mr. Gaunt."

"Yes."

"I originally thought that your emotional intelligence could be higher."

"..."

"Bullying him because he likes him so he can pay attention to you is really clichéd to be honest."

"..."

"What? Did I say it wrong?"

"No." The other party looked at him, and suddenly laughed again: "Escoffier is an idiot."

"I have nothing to say to you, who likes idiots, who are shivering on the outside and M on the inside."

The Gaunt family, the only known descendant of Slytherin, is said to be an unstoppable deep well ice. More than 100 years ago, the Gaunt family has not yet fallen into the state of Volldement.

Therefore, if Master Slytherin wants the Master of the Lestrange family now, there is still a high possibility that he will.

But what can Eric do with a fool like Master Gaunt who only provokes him? !sigh.Can a beating help you get better?

I'm afraid not.

Falling in love and killing each other is cute, but if you are in a college, love and kill each other is a fart.

Then you can just keep rubbing until you get tired, and he doesn't care. ==

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Today's lesson is History of Magic.

Eric maintained his calm expression until he pushed open the door of the History of Magic classroom. Eric's expression cracked.

...Professor Binns...

Live Professor Binns...

The Professor Binns of the Harry Potter generation is already a ghost, but their current Professor Binns is still alive, the same Professor Binns who fell asleep in his History of Magic class.

Professor Binns...very good, History of Magic can sleep now. ==

"Students, please find your own seats and sit down."

"..." Eric closed his expression silently, and then sat in the back row silently.

Usually the prefect always sits in the front row, but now there is definitely a reason for this!All the little Slytherin snakes saw the action of the prefect, and followed suit and sat in the back.

"..." Professor Binns.

Before the professor could react, Eric already felt that it was not good to leave the first class like this, so he changed to the front row again.

All the little snakes followed him one after another and squeezed to the front row.

"..." Well, Professor Binns pretended to look around. Anyway, he hasn't had class yet, so you can play as you like.

Finally, before the class started, the Slytherins sat neatly.

Seeing that it was time for class, but the empty lion on the right didn't come, and seeing the professor's gloomy face, the Slytherin snakes all applauded the stupid lions of Gryffindor inwardly: dare to go to class for the first time! Such contempt for the lateness of all the professors!You Gryffindors are simply too brave!Then who said what the British hate the most... The British hate not being punctual!

The professor's face seemed to say that you are dead, you are dead——

Master Eric slapped the snickering idiot off with a blank face: I'm so smug, idiot.

A quarter of an hour had passed since class time, and Gryffindor still hadn't come.The old-fashioned professor stood on the podium and looked at the neat little snakes in the audience, comparing the two...Professor Binns' face darkened a bit.

Eric wrote a note: Remember, we are evil Slytherins, and we must be unobtrusive and secretly happy.

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Finally, after waiting for half an hour, the large army of Gryffindors poured into the History of Magic classroom like a swarm.

"I'm sorry, Professor! We're late!" Albus Dumbledore squeezed out from the crowd of lions, and hurriedly said to the professor.

The professor had no expression on his face: "Three 10 minutes. Gryffindor will deduct five points, each."

"Huh?" Escoffier lowered his head and laughed in disbelief.

There are more than 40 people in Gryffindor, five points will be deducted for each person, more than 200 points!Nima can see the Gryffindor gem to the end during dinner.

The Gryffindor cubs were in a commotion.Albus Dumbledore stopped him, then bowed down and apologized: "Yes, professor, not in the future."

The professor continued with a blank expression: "Students find their own seats and sit down."

Inevitably another mess.

All the Gryffindors sat down in a panic. Eric noticed that all of them looked unhappy, especially the women, who had already thrown their temper and complained like that.

And... Minerva McGonagall is not here.

Eric bowed his head and opened the book.

Under the podium, with the center as the dividing line, Slytherin is on the left and Gryffindor is on the right.The prefect sits in the first row, the deputy sits in the second row, and the other students sit together in turn.

Eric looked to the right, and sure enough, he saw Albus Dumbledore sitting alone in the first row on the right, leaving an empty seat for the little blond girl.

There are not many people who are pleasing to the eye in Gryffindor, so it is even more annoying.

Aberforth sat in the second row of Gryffindor, and Eric had a good impression of Aberforth.The main reason is that Aberforth was very fond of him back then, breaking with Albus Dumbledore because of his sister...

While Binns was teaching blackboard writing, Eric tipped his head and whispered a few words to Wells behind him. Wells understood, and the two of them turned over the table and changed seats quietly.

Anyway, Hogwarts is not monitored.

Eric moved directly to the border between Slytherin and Gryffindor, next to Aberforth, and the movement caused a stealthy gasp.

Eric lowered his head, waved to Aberforth, and lowered his volume: "Hey, Aberforth!"

Aberforth Dumbledore leaned over excitedly: "Handsome! I want to play too!"

"You can try this when you have time, but that's not the point." Eric lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "How is Miss McGonagall? Why didn't you come to class? Did something happen?"

"Don't worry about Eric, Minerva is fine." Aberforth waved his hand: "Minerva just has a slight fever, we have sent her to the medical wing, and now she is probably back to the dormitory to rest .”

Ahh?Fever again?

It seems that when they first came to Hogwarts, small animals were prone to colds?

Eric thought for a moment and clapped his hands: "Okay, I get it. I'm going back."

"Hmm." Aberforth waved his hand, solemnly: "Prefect Eric, I didn't see you just now."

"Humph." Eric smiled, "Then I really appreciate you."

"Where."

……

Eric and Wells switched again, fairly quickly and without making a sound.

Eric didn't blush or pant after sitting down. He felt that the best thing about Hogwarts compared to human society was that Hogwarts didn't have cameras.

then.

The second after Eric sat back, Professor Binns finished writing on the blackboard, and then turned around slowly: "Next, I will ask a classmate to answer my question, Eric, please analyze the reasons for the goblin uprising 700 years ago, if possible, you We can make points."

"..." This is Wells.

"Pfft..." This is Ac.

"..." The corner of Eric's mouth twitched, he was called out for violating discipline just after doing something, and there was always an inexplicable guilt in his heart... Plus this is the first class, professor!Professor, why do you know me, Professor? !How did Principal Black tell you to take special care of me, Professor? !What on earth does that little guy want to do!

Master Eric stood up calmly.

Thank you to the world, thank you to your family, thank you to the author, and thank you to Senior Malfoy.He had already finished studying History of Magic in the first grade.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Master Eric's argument is clear and coherent.

Professor Binns nodded after listening, very satisfied. "Yes, very correct. Slytherin +10 points."

The little Slytherin cheered softly, Eric sat down, twitched the corners of his mouth and raised his eyebrows and smiled: God, hard work always pays off, and previews will always come in handy one day.

"Okay, take out your History of Magic textbook, today we will study the first lesson, the history of Gringotts and the Goblin Rebellion..."

Professor Binns's lectures are actually okay. After all, Eric is a generation who has gone through the cramming exam-oriented education of the Great Heavenly Dynasty. He thinks that the British nobles are actually used to it. After a few days, they will no longer dislike Binns. professor.

Professor Binns asked Albus Dumbledore to answer his second question, and it seemed that he had to take the prefect first.Dumbledore also added ten points to Gryffindor, and Eric looked at him and really thought he was a top student too.

Abbreviation is good everywhere except bad character.

But it doesn't matter, because Gryffindor has a master and Slytherin has it. When Wells was answering the question, he flipped through his history of magic textbook expressionlessly and focused on quoting the classics, but Eric knew very well that what he said was not in the textbook at all.

After Wells finished speaking, the professor didn't say anything, just pressed his hand to let him sit down, and then expressed his agreement with extra points: "Slytherin +30 points!"

Student Wells, please call him the bonus machine.Well, very good, it seems that the masters on their side are more powerful.

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get out of class is over, as usual, it is still a six-foot paper, you know. Eric looked at the parchment a little distracted: the length...Professor, should I write one word per line? ==

Many small animals who didn't take notes wailed.There is simply not enough in the textbook to write six feet!Six feet of paper, this is the rhythm of death!It's too long!

Eric turned back and shook his hands at the little snakes behind him: "Hey, my dears, I'm going to the library, do you want to go with me?"

"To~!!" Go with the prefect?The little snake cheered.

Before leaving, Eric looked at Gryffindor. Albus Dumbledore seemed to have a disagreement with his class members, and most of the lion cubs looked reluctant.

Eric and Wells looked at each other, turned and left without saying anything.

Prefects of Gryffindor...it's really not easy.Gryffindors are inherently disobedient.

In this regard, the little snakes of Slytherin are much better than them.

It's ten o'clock in the morning, and it's flying lessons in the afternoon.Then go to the library and finish your History of Magic homework before lunch time!