From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

The next day, the little wizards who had been partying all night learned their lesson immediately - classes will continue as usual on Tuesday!

This news was undoubtedly like a thunderbolt hitting the foreheads of the little wizards, making their little heads buzz.

Those who knew something and only played until the early hours of the morning could barely get up before class, but those troublemakers who stayed up all night had to be treated differently.

Abraxas and Mobley are two generals among those little wizards who can't live in peace. They don't even think about going to class on time the next day, and they stay in the common room and other places late at night.

The prodigal sons of Slytherin organized a wizard chess tournament together.

There are also some mixed-blood families who are not very rich and want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, so they set up a less formal gambling game to fool these "foolish and rich" pure-bloods.

I bet on the possibility of victory, but later someone actually came up with different odds for the final winner, and I don’t know how to judge it.

Regardless of whether the odds were set reasonably, Abu and Mobley were playing to the top anyway. The game was not over until a sixth-grade senior stood out and won the final championship of the wizard chess game, and at this time Hogwarts

The bell has rung six o'clock in the morning...

It was only then that Abramovich and Mobley, who were still unfinished, felt physically sleepy and had no energy to check how many Galleons they had lost in the night before going out. They climbed into bed and immediately fell asleep...

The young wizard Xiwen was different from them. He had experienced a thrilling battle the day before, and he endured exhaustion and followed the deans everywhere to repair magic nodes in order to gain knowledge, and his body was already exhausted. Back to

As soon as he reached the bed in the dormitory, he fell into a deep sleep.

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The next morning, Xiwen was awakened by the sound of Abu and Mobley falling on the bed. He took out his pocket watch from under the pillow and took a look at it. He found that it was slightly later than his normal wake-up time.

He sat up and prepared to do his routine morning exercises.

However, before Xiwen could sit up completely, he fell back with a grin on his face.

"Hiss..." He took a breath of cold air. He only felt pain in his waist and back, and there was no place in his arms and legs that was not sore.

Even with Xiwen's physical fitness, he could not fully bear the excessive physical load of the previous day. He now felt like a fat man who had not exercised for a long time and suddenly had a fit after participating in a triathlon!

Now the pain all over his body made him not only not want to go to morning exercises, but also he didn't even bother to eat breakfast when he thought about the distance from the common room to the auditorium.

Fortunately, the small problem of breakfast was not a problem for Xiwen. His body didn’t want to move, so his soul body could do it for him!

At this time, the ghost Xiwen drifted towards the kitchen under Helena's strange eyes.

"So you went to the cafeteria because your whole body was sore and you didn't want to move?" After Helena asked this question, she still managed to laugh.

"That's wrong, let me put it another way." Helena suppressed a smile and said. "So you went to the cafeteria because Xiven Rozier was sore all over and didn't want to move?... It seems that this statement is still wrong. Aren't you Xiwen?

·Rozier? How strange!”

Ghost Xiwen looked at Helena helplessly, always feeling that this smart ghost lady seemed to be out of her mind now...

After arriving in the kitchen, Xiven called Budi, the house elf he was most familiar with, and ordered a few dishes for him to take to the bedroom. Then, under Helena's coercion and inducement, he memorized most of the dishes in the kitchen and prepared them.

Let’s expand the menu for the next ghost party.

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In the Slytherin boys' dormitory, Xiven, who had not gone out for morning exercise, finished his breakfast indoors and then began to do some rehabilitative stretching, hoping to recover his body as soon as possible.

When class was about to start at around eight o'clock, Gomez returned to the dormitory. Together, they woke up Abramovich and Mobley, who were still lying on the bed.

"Ah? Are there still classes today?" Mobley asked in shock after being woken up.

"Probably because I had expected that there would be people like you, Professor Slughorn came to the common room in the morning and wrote a notice on the notice board that classes would be normal today." Xiven said to them.

"I haven't slept for even a few minutes!" Abu said angrily, as if he was a little tired of waking up. "Otherwise I wouldn't have gone, and you would have missed an entire afternoon of class on the second day of school.

, why can’t I skip even one class!”

"Why are you getting involved with me again..." Xiwen's mouth twitched.

"This morning is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." At this time, Gomez continued. "Professor Luo Lei has been arrested. Today's class is likely to be taught by another professor."

"Other professors are better. Maybe he doesn't know how many people there are in our first grade. It's not impossible to miss both of our names." Mobley simply covered his head in the quilt and muttered.

The sound came from the quilt.

"What I mean is... today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class will probably be taught by Professor Merles!" Gomez had no choice but to use his trump card.

"What??" Mobley and Abu suddenly got out of the quilt and shouted in shock.

Xiwen shrugged and silently explained to them: "The teaching director of the Defense Against Dark Arts class is our vice principal. Do you understand?"

"It's over, if we dare to skip the vice-principal's class, who knows what kind of punishment we will face!" Abu muttered, resisting his sleepiness and putting on his clothes.

"Hurry up, class is about to begin." Xiwen took out his pocket watch, took a look at it, and urged.

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The four of them arrived at the classroom with only three minutes left before nine o'clock.

As expected, it was Professor Mellors who taught for them.

At this time, she was already standing on the podium, looking kindly at the little wizards in the audience.

Professor Mellors also held a roster in her hand. She lowered her head from time to time to compare the names on the list with the number of little wizards arriving in the classroom. This made Abu and Mobley, who finally decided to come to class, very happy.

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"Very good, everyone in Slytherin is here!" After the four Sivans arrived, Professor Mellors checked the roster again and nodded with satisfaction. "Now there are only three grans left.

The boys from Fendo didn’t come.”

However, until the bell rang for class, the three boys still did not come to the classroom. Xiwen secretly speculated that they had been playing all night.

Professor Mellors's face was not very good, he looked at the list and said: "Mr. Alastor Moody!"

"I'm here!" Moody was startled and stood up suddenly from his seat in the front row.

Because of Professor Luo Lei's previous arrangement, Abu, who habitually sat next to Moody, was startled by him.

"Mr. Moody, as far as I know, these three classmates who are not here are all your roommates?" Professor Mellors asked.

Moody turned his head and looked around the classroom, and then said to Professor Mellors: "Yes, Professor."

Professor Mellors stared at him and asked seriously: "Tell me what happened to them."

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