Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

Louis didn't know how he was going to spend the rest of this potions class. Instead, his attention was focused on Astoria and Gabrielle.

On the Slytherin side, the two girls sitting in the last row looked at each other and smiled. This was the first time Astoria saw the French girl Gabrielle.

Veela's outstanding appearance will make the girls around her feel a little ashamed of themselves. Although Gabrielle is only twelve years old, her immature face and unformed figure are not the target of male attraction, but she has inherited her sister's

Despite her excellent genes, Astoria still developed an instinctive jealousy.

"Hello, sister, my name is Gabrielle." Gabrielle extended a friendly hand to her, and looking at her cute face, Astoria felt love in her heart.

"Astoria."

"Sister? So you are younger than me?" Astoria looked at her. The students here were either thirteen or fourteen years old. Gabrielle did seem a bit different here.

"I'm only twelve years old, but I've already completed the first two years of courses at Beauxbatons." Gabrielle raised her little face, her tone a little proud.

"You can still skip a grade?" This made Astoria a little surprised. For ordinary students, it is normal for ordinary students to successfully complete one year of schooling. Moreover, magic learning courses are basically progressive year by year.

"This is not a grade skipping, right?" Gabrielle shook her head, "I just think the content in the first two years is very simple."

Gabrielle picked up the herbs on the table and smelled them. After thinking about them for a while, she picked up the silver knife and started cutting them skillfully.

What she didn't know was that the Delacour family, as the trustees of Beauxbatons, used their special powers to allow her to complete a full two-year course in just one year.

"sharp."

Astoria said silently in her heart, looking at Gabrielle's skilled and serious expression, she began to admire the girl in front of her who was one year younger than her.

She controlled the heat, carefully prepared each medicinal formula, and used a stirring rod to mix the liquid in the crucible.

Astoria discovered that Gabrielle's preparation of potions was almost as fast as hers without any teaching materials, and the steps were exactly the same as above.

Potions is actually a basic subject in the magic world, and Gabrielle, who studied alchemy with Nicolas Flamel, has a strong foundation in potions, which even she doesn't know.

Beauxbatons' first two years of studies focused on theoretical study, with relatively little practical practice.

"Hi, Louis, Louis!" Colin poked Louis' arm next to him, causing him to wake up instantly.

Turning his head, he found Snape looking at him seriously.

"Mr. Wiggins, please explain." Snape put his hands on his chest, "In my Potions class, instead of practicing potions, I just observed the girls. Do you think you are in Hogwarts?"

Warriors like me have the privilege to do whatever they want in my classroom?"

Snape's voice was not loud, but his words attracted the attention of the whole class.

"Um, Professor, it's not what you think." Lewis quickly explained, "I'm just worried that the new classmates won't adapt to the rhythm of class."

"You don't need to worry about this, Wiggins." Snape shook his head and walked forward briskly, "Oh, yes, I almost forgot, you also taught Potions class for me before, right?

Professor Wiggins.”

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, especially the Slytherin group, who felt that Snape was mocking him.

"Sit down, Wiggins, if you can't finish preparing the potion before get out of class ends, I will make you die in an ugly way."

Louis spread his hands and returned to his position. There was only one last step left before he could complete the potion. In fact, he was also the one who made the fastest progress in the class.

...

"Sister, do you know that brother?" Gabrielle pursed her lips at Astoria. When Louis stood up just now, Astoria's eyes were staring at him, her eyes full of worry.

"Well, he is my... friend."

"It shouldn't be as simple as friends." Gabrielle's face was full of gossip. I really don't know who she learned these temperaments from.

"Sister, do you like him?"

Astoria's face turned red when Gabrielle revealed her thoughts. She buried her entire face in the crucible, fearing that Gabrielle would see something.

"Brother Louis is a good person, and my teacher also praises him very well." Gabrielle said to herself, "Although my sister is also a warrior in that competition, I support brother Louis."

Astoria turned to look at her and found that there was no other special emotion on her face.

"Then you and Louis..."

"I've met him once or twice." Gabrielle explained, putting her potion in a small bottle, "However, my sister seems to have had conflicts with him."

Astoria and Gabrielle got along extremely well, and with Gabrielle's help, Astoria finally completed the potion.

The Shura field that Louis imagined did not happen, and the bell rang loudly at the end of get out of class almost at the same time, and the students filed out of the dungeon classroom.

Gabrielle and Astoria walked out of the classroom side by side, talking and laughing as if they were sisters.

"Tell me, why does Professor Snape always make trouble for you?" Colin was a little puzzled. He felt that Snape had dealt with Louis more times than Harry.

"I don't know..." Louis was very helpless. If he just said that he was a Gryffindor student, then Snape's approach would be too much.

Could it be that, like Harry, seeing Louis reminded Snape of someone?

However, he didn't think for long before he was interrupted by chaotic sounds in front of him.

"What's going on?"

The two of them hurried forward and squeezed in front of the crowd, just in time to see Harry's curse hit the face of a Slytherin student opposite. The man screamed strangely, and his already fat face suddenly swelled.

Got up.

Malfoy on the Slytherin side also sent a curse at the same time, and was about to hit Hermione on the side. Louis reflexively fired the curse at the battlefield, deflecting Malfoy's spell and landing on the stone pillar.

superior.

"Hermione!" Ron rushed out from the crowd. Hermione was frightened. Fortunately, the curse did not hit her.

Louis and Colin hurried to their side, Malfoy looked at them fiercely, and now the situation had changed.

"What's going on? Why are you little brats arguing again?"

Just as the two sides were at war with each other, a rough voice sounded from behind, and the crowd parted a path. Louis couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming.

That figure was none other than Alastor Moody, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher with a cane and a scar on his face.