From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

Friday.

The first week at school passed quickly, and the students happily discussed the changes in the new semester - two new professors.

Of course, the main discussion was about Professor Capet. No one was interested in a wizard who smelled of garlic, wore a big turban, and couldn't speak clearly.

On the other hand, Professor Capet has outstanding appearance, graceful demeanor and outstanding magic power. He can always bring surprises to students in class. Even his magic paintings are so magical. Basically, except for fifth and seventh grade students, everyone

Everyone likes Professor Capet. There is no way, who asked Professor Capet to give exams to fifth and seventh grade students in the first class.

Harry couldn't eat anything at the table, and he had no interest in discussing Professor Capet. He still had two years until Care of Magical Creatures. He kept thinking about Professor Snape and the contents of the Gringotts vault.

"Ron, what do you think is in the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor?" Harry suddenly asked Ron who was eating and drinking next to him.

"I don't know, maybe Principal Dumbledore keeps a big dog in there." Ron shrugged, holding a roasted chicken leg in each hand, and stuffed it into his mouth gracelessly, "Ask George and Ferdinand

Red. They are most interested in exploring forbidden areas and stuff."

Harry nodded and greeted the twins who were communicating in a low voice not far away: "Hey, George, Fred. We have something to ask you."

The twins heard Harry calling them, so they walked over and squeezed Ron in the middle. This made the youngest Weasley son very uncomfortable.

"Hey, our savior, what do you want from us?"

Harry's face turned red: "Don't call me that, okay? I'm not a savior."

"George, Fred. Do you know what's in the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor? It's the place where Principal Dumbledore doesn't let us go." Ron escaped from the twins and sat next to Harry.

Unexpectedly, the twins didn't know what was there either: "I don't know."

"We just didn't have time to go there."

"We spend the week writing papers in the lounge or the library."

"Write a paper?" Ron exclaimed, as if he heard something incredible, which attracted the little witch Hermione Granger on the side to come over, "You can actually write a paper instead of continuing your pranks.

It’s a career.”

"Of course we will write papers," George was a little angry at his brother. "In fact, writing papers is also part of our prank business."

"A paper on pranks?" Harry asked stupidly.

Fred couldn't help but laugh: "No, Harry, it's a paper on alchemy?"

"Alchemy?" Harry couldn't help but repeat it. He felt that the word was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. Ron asked directly: "What is alchemy?"

"Alchemy is a very mysterious and complex science. Some people define it as a technique with the purpose of converting base metals into gold or preparing elixirs of life. But this does not summarize the full meaning of alchemy. Others

It is believed that alchemy is a sacred technology that enables humans to become equal to gods. The modern wizarding world believes that alchemy is a discipline for making magic items." Hermione, who was sitting aside, answered quickly.

"Bingo." George gave Hermione a thumbs up, "Little Ronnie, look at how different you are from the others as you are also a freshman. I'm embarrassed to say you are my brother."

"But I remember that Hogwarts did not offer an alchemy class." Hermione was also a little confused.

"There is indeed no alchemy class at Hogwarts."

"But there are teachers who know alchemy."

"As long as our paper meets his requirements."

"He is willing to teach us alchemy."

"After learning alchemy, our mischievous career."

"We will definitely make it bigger and stronger and create greater glories."

George and Fred whistled together and high-fived in the air.

Ron felt that he needed to stay away from George and Fred in the future.

"Which professor in school knows alchemy?" Hermione was very interested in this matter.

"Of course that's the most popular person at Hogwarts, Professor Calvin Capet." Fred boasted.

Ron didn't expect that it was the Professor of Care of Magical Creatures who had been in the limelight recently that changed his two brothers' tempers. He couldn't help but ask: "Fred, where is this Professor Capet from?"

"Professor Capet was once a student of Slytherin——" George answered quickly.

"Slytherin..." Harry muttered, remembering Professor Snape, the Head of Slytherin who targeted him in Potions class.

"Yes, Slytherin. But he transferred to Beauxbatons at the end of his first year. Maybe he couldn't stand Slytherin students. Later he became an outstanding student at Beauxbatons." Frey

De laughed.

However, someone at the Slytherin table next door jokingly said: "What an outstanding student of Beauxbatons? He is just a coward who was scared to tears by the Dark Lord and went to Beauxbatons in a mess."

Harry and the others turned around and saw Lucian Bol, a third-year Slytherin student.

George and Fred were about to retort, but who knew someone spoke before them.

"Shut up, Lucian." Graham Montague, who was taught by Calvin, said, "You don't know anything. Professor Capet brought down almost all the Slytherin students in the first year, and even

Including the seventh-year Slytherin prefect at the time. That was..."

Graham Montague was still planning to continue talking, but who knew that Professor Snape suddenly appeared in the cafeteria: "Taiwan Montague! Did a troll write your summer homework for you? Go to my office immediately and be put in solitary confinement!"

Snape called away Graham Montague, then turned his attention to Harry: "Harry Potter! Have you washed your hands?"

"What?" Harry didn't understand what Snape meant for a moment.

"Hmph," Snape sneered, "Come to eat without washing your hands after Potions class. One point from Gryffindor!" After saying that, he waved his sleeves and flew away like a big bat.

"Did you mess with him?" George and Fred stared at Harry.

"No!" Harry defended aggrievedly, "It was the first day of his class today, and he has been targeting me. He seems to really hate me."

"This is really strange. Although Snape is very partial," said Fred, "why does he hate you?"

"Are all people in Slytherin so annoying?" Harry said angrily. The two people he hated most after arriving at Hogwarts, Snape and Malfoy, were both from Slytherin.

"At least not entirely," Fred patted Harry on the shoulder, "Think of Professor Capet."

"You actually knocked down all the Slytherin students in the first year. Wow, that's so cool, isn't it?" George said with fascination.