Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

The stairs on the fourth floor are still moving annoyingly, as if taking pleasure in this way of teasing the students.

When he came here, Charles jumped off it, and cast a floating spell on himself the moment he was about to land.

After landing, he knocked on the wall next to him, and a hidden door emerged. Through this door, Charles instantly arrived at the Ravenclaw Observatory on the other side of the castle, the Charms classroom.

No matter what happened yesterday, today, the magic class will continue.

Although Hermione can already single out a group of dwarfs in Wonderland, even though Shire even blows up half a small town in the New World without anyone noticing.

But they still have to come back to class.

And what he learned was the most basic floating spell.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

Flitwick floated the textbooks around and let them suspend and fix them in the air as a demonstration for the little wizards.

There was a neat repetition in the classroom, but of course, there were some vague, uneven, inaccurate phonetic symbols, and the tone of trying to fish in troubled waters.

Charles tapped his wand boredly, and the feather in front of him suddenly floated, and it was suspended at a moderate height, neither high nor low.

This scene was immediately seen by Professor Flitwick.

"Well done! Monsieur Diamo!"

said Professor Flitwick in his high-pitched voice.

"Five for Slytherin!"

The previous senior Ravenclaw girl had recovered and was discharged from the hospital. She was not seriously injured, but just lost her memory of that night precisely and accurately.

This does not affect her continuing to live, nor does it cause irreversible spell damage.

So this matter has not been investigated by the school. Perhaps in the eyes of the wizards, losing one night's memory or something does not seem to be a big surprise at all.

Seeing that Charles got extra points, Goyle and Crabbe applauded without hesitation, and several other Slytherin freshmen nearby also raised their heads proudly.

Draco was very calm, because he knew Ciel's level of magic well.

Shire has been re-admitted to Slytherin's new students.. Apart from the fist factor, the other main factor is the superb magical skills he displays, and he always earns points for the house.

Generally speaking, he and Hermione Granger shared the extra points in the class.

But Shire looked a little tired and listless.

Because what happened yesterday is still affecting Shire to some extent.

It made him look a little distracted.

Although Draco, who already knew Ciel's habits very well, was very curious, he did not ask questions out of curiosity. This was all the experience he summed up in his blood and tears.

The Charms Lesson will soon be over.

The absent-minded Charles was a little distracted, and it wasn't until he sat in the library all afternoon that he realized that there seemed to be something missing around him.

Where is Hermione?

He took out the magic notebook, and as soon as he opened the notebook, Charles saw densely packed, half-page messages written by Hermione to him.

At this moment, he once again remembered the fear of being dominated by Cha Gang.

. . .

A long time ago, on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, there were two happy wizards, one named Draco and the other named Shire.

They live happily in the Light Bar in New York. Every night, they will go to the stage and show their cute girls with magic.

The girls are passionate and they never disappoint these passionate girls.

The days passed day by day, happy and happy.

They never thought that coming to New York to go to college would be such a pleasant thing.

Until that day comes.

That's 20 missed calls and 30 text messages on the phone!

Also, the beginning of all stories.

. . .

"Pooh!"

Charles shook his head vigorously, throwing aside the fairy tale narration in his head.

Bad luck, too bad luck.

It's not his fault, because this magical notebook with half a page is really too much like him opening his phone and finding twenty missed calls from Hermione.

"God bless me."

Charles quickly made a sign of the cross in front of him, and began to read with his head down.

But looking at it, he frowned.

"Charles, am I really that bad? I obviously have no malice."

"They nicknamed me Miss Know-It-All! I hate that nickname! From elementary school! To here!"

"Am I really that bad? They say I have no friends, and the only friend I have is a Slytherin, which is you."

"I'm sorry Ciel, I just...I want to be quiet."

"Feel sorry."

Charles closed his notebook.

It wasn't as expected that he cried, made trouble and hanged himself. In fact, seeing this, he could easily guess what happened.

Naturally, Hermione was squeezed out, hid in the toilet and cried, and then happened to catch up with the troll invasion.

By the way, before I knew it, it was already the Halloween dinner party.

With a wave of the wand, the spellbooks on the table fell back one after another. Mrs. Pince did not notice this scene, otherwise she would have cried out to love the books again.

Charles took back the good things and left the library.

Walking in the corridor, the surrounding festive atmosphere is indeed much stronger than before. It seems that some Christmas-colored ornaments are hung on the armor, and a pumpkin head will appear out of thin air in the corridor from time to time.

In the auditorium, the atmosphere of Christmas is even stronger. The pumpkin head is wrapped with candles, like stars twinkling in the sky above the auditorium.

The table is full of special Christmas delicacies, such as roast chicken, roast goose, all kinds of fragrant meat and small cakes, no longer such sweet things as pumpkin juice, pumpkin pie, and pumpkin cake.

Several huge Christmas trees stood around the auditorium, and presents would drop from them from time to time, and some first and second-year wizards from Hufflepuff College were waiting around, waiting for the gifts to drop.

Basically every ten seconds or so, some gift boxes will fall, and these little wizards will continue below. Whenever they catch a gift box, they will give out a burst of cheers.

And after the box fell, a new one grew in the original position soon, and then continued to fall as if there would never be a day of rest.

When you open the gift box, you will find some unique candies inside.

Dumbledore probably took out all his private life.

Let's hope that no little wizard doesn't open the gift and find a box of cockroaches alive and kicking inside.

Charles thought maliciously, his eyes swept across the long table in Gryffindor, sure enough, Hermione was not there, and Harry and Neville were talking around Ron not knowing what to say.

With a slight turn of footsteps, Charles walked towards the Slytherin table.