The Existence of Harry Potter

The last few chapters are all overdone and may be a bit boring, please be patient.

Aah, today's update is late again, the reason is the interview of the fan writers union, I've been waiting for melon seeds for a year!

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Usk's first class at Hogwarts was the history of magic, taught by the ghostly Professor Binns, and the students were all the freshmen of Slytherin and Ravenclaw.

It is mentioned here that there are 40 freshmen at Hogwarts this year, with the least number of Slytherins and the most number of Gryffindors. This situation has been going on for quite some time.

Slytherins, they were a terrible house in the eyes of the other houses, a third of which was due to Snape's consistent favoritism, a third to the bad conduct of the students, and the last third to People's ability to gossip and gossip.

There is no eternal good person, and no absolute bad person.

The history of magic, from the name, should be a course that focuses on theoretical knowledge, which is very boring. Because of this kind of awareness, when Asker chose a seat, he deliberately chose a darker corner to make it easier for him to sleep. He even brought a pillow from the bedroom and put it on the table in a grand manner.

When Asker was doing this, Draco was watching the whole process, and he had a strong urge to complain about Asker's preparation. However, he held back in the end and chose a seat farthest from Asker and in the front row to sit down.

Asker shrugged his shoulders. He smiled smugly. The involuntary laughter made the student sitting next to him look weird, thinking that he was suffering from mental illness.

"Being in step with others is a mortal, being behind others is a fool, and surpassing them is a genius!" Asker thought very narcissistically, in his opinion, after this class, the freshmen of the two colleges should know their original What a wrong choice! Thinking of this, Asker was looking forward to Professor Binns coming soon.

Professor Binns came soon. I have to say that ghosts are convenient. As long as they walk in a straight line, walls and other things can't stop them without a body. When Professor Binns emerged from the blackboard, it did cause a little stir.

"I'm Professor Binns, the teacher of the History of Magic course, nice to meet you, the children of Slytherin and Gryffindor!"

Professor Binns' voice, how should I put it, should be very rhythmic, articulate clearly, and be easy to understand. However, the tone of his speech did not fluctuate at all, and there was no emotional color, just like a mechanical watch, ticking, and it was easy to make people tired.

Then, there is a big problem with the content of what he said. The professor, who seems to have mistaken Ravenclaw for Gryffindor, wondered if he was dazzled or what.

"Is it colorblind? Red and blue are very different. Besides, the badges on their clothes, lions and ravens, can't be distinguished?" Asker whispered to himself, he felt that The teacher is teaching, and I always feel that the future is dark.

This is not Asker's only guess. There is another guess, which is even more outrageous, that is, Professor Binns is actually an amnesiac. The reason is very simple, if the eyes are ok, it is his memory that is wrong, confusing Gryffindor and Ravenclaw's memory. However, Asker rejected this possibility almost immediately. After all, it is impossible for a normal headmaster to make such a person a professor of magic history.

However, Aske couldn't help thinking, Dumbledore doesn't seem to be a normal headmaster, right?

The history of magic, a very boring course in itself, has become a quick-acting sleeping pill under the teaching of Professor Binns, a teacher who has the ability to turn boring into even more boring.

Since the course is boring, in order to avoid contagion to this article, I won't describe it more. In fact, nothing happened in this class. After all, the relationship between Slytherin and Ravenclaw can only be said to be normal, and it has not reached hatred.

But soon, on Friday, Slytherins will be learning Potions with Gryffindor under the tutelage of their dear Dean, Severus Snape.

This is not good news for Gryffindors.

"Well, the steak tastes good, Draco, hand me that plate over there."

With his mouth full of food, Ask pointed to a plate of steak in front of Draco with his greasy hand and motioned for him to hand it over.

Draco's face twitched violently a few times, he felt that Slytherin, and even the whole auditorium were looking at him, and he seemed to have a large sticky note on his body, which read—

That person's friend!

Specifically, that person is not a compliment, and is usually used to address people who are difficult to describe in words, such as Ask.

Draco pretended not to know Asker, pretended not to hear him, pretended to be stunned, and tried to get in. But soon, he realized how naive his own ideas were.

A greasy hand pressed on his shoulder, leaving a handprint on his clothes, and then a garlic smell penetrated into his nose, almost knocking him out.

"What do you want to do?" Draco tried his best to suppress his anger, kept his tone steady, and tried his best to be as pleasant as possible.

"It's nothing, just come and get the steak." Ask used a fork to pick up the steak, transfer it to his plate, and drive away Goyle, who was sitting next to Draco, and took his seat. "Let's talk to you by the way."

"I have nothing to say."

"It's okay, I have enough." Ask said with a smile.

"Who wants to listen to you! You bastard!"

Draco cursed in his heart, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com's face remained motionless, he felt that his acting was getting better and better, and it was really thanks to Ask's harassment.

"I heard that you know our dean?"

Draco raised his head, glanced at Snape on the professor's chair, and nodded, all in acknowledgment. In fact, Draco and Snape didn't just know that simple, Snape almost became Draco's godfather.

"What kind of person is he?" Asker's eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, and he lowered his head and bit his steak. "I mean, what's his personality like? What do you like and what do you hate?"

Draco didn't answer immediately, but looked at Asker vigilantly and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

"I won't tell you, I think he has a problem, so I want to collect information and formulate a plan to deal with him." Asker replied.

"You've already said it!" Draco couldn't help but complain.

"Actually, that's not my real purpose!" Ask raised his head, dipped his steak, and gestured closer to Draco.

Draco hesitated, but complied, putting his ear to Asker's side.

"I think there's something wrong with Dean Snape!" Asker said firmly, before Draco could react, he continued: "His attitude towards that Harry Potter is very weird, look at him There's something wrong with his eyes!"

"What are you trying to say?" Draco asked impatiently.

"I think, Dean Snape, he's actually a pedophile!"