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Seven o'clock in the morning.

Slytherin common room.

It's too early now.

Except for some high-end students preparing for O.W.L. or N.E.W.T.

Some morning reading in the common room.

Basically no other wizards are up.

Whoosh!

Deveraux came out of the bathroom in high spirits.

Shakes his fresh blond hair.

Practicing Zen until midnight yesterday.

But it didn't affect the spirit of the next day at all.

On the contrary, it feels better!

Looked at the high-end students in the common room.

Deveraux's mouth twitched slightly.

He got up at 6:30 and thought it was very early.

I can't guess when these people got up.

Sure enough, no matter where you go.

There are people who study hard.

"Okay, it's a new day again! Get ready for class!"

Walked through the common room.

Deveraux looked at the refresh prompt of the golden entry on his panel.

A silly smile like a pig appeared unconsciously on his face.

Came to the door of the lounge.

This is a wall.

It looks very flat.

Deveraux should be the first person to go out today.

Because the door of Slytherin's lounge is a wall.

If someone went out from it on a new day.

The wall can't be so flat.

There must be a bulge or something.

This is what Deveraux concluded after living here for a week.

Gently knock on the bricks on the wall.

Just like Diagon Alley.

The wall immediately began to twist and deform.

A passage appeared that could accommodate one person in and out.

Deveraux walked out.

But when he was going out.

He was suddenly tripped by something.

He looked down.

There was actually a person lying at the door!

Deveraux took a closer look.

It was Marcus!

There were obvious dark circles under his eyes.

His face looked much paler than usual.

There was also a strange smell on his body.

It smelled like garlic mixed with some herbs.

Deverot tried to wake him up.

But no matter how Deverot shook him, he just wouldn't wake up.

Deverot put his hand under his nose in fear.

He felt relieved when he felt the heat.

"If he's not dead, then he's... asleep?"

Deverot frowned.

Then he pulled out the wand from his waist.

Pointed at Marcus's forehead.

"Resurrect quickly!"

Hey!

"Damn it!"

The tip of the wand flashed.

Marcus' eyes suddenly opened.

He sat up instantly.

Deverot was shocked.

He looked very bad.

There was a dark mark on his chest.

Obviously, cold sweat soaked his clothes.

His heart was beating wildly.

Even Deverot could hear it faintly.

His breathing was short and rapid.

He looked around uneasily.

"Devero? Is that you? Where am I?"

Devero quickly stepped forward and patted Marcus on the back.

To help him calm down.

"We are at the door of the lounge, why did you fall asleep here?"

Hearing what Devero said.

Marcus held half of his face with his hand.

Muttered.

"Lounge... door... Oh, right, I remember, haha, I'm too tired."

As he spoke.

Marcus laughed.

Turned his head and said weakly but jokingly.

"Oh, Merlin's beard, I helped Professor Quirrell prepare the lesson plan for the new semester yesterday, and it took until three in the morning. Haha, Professor Quirrell is such a good professor, working with me for so long."

Marcus smiled and tried to stand up.

But for some reason, his limbs seemed to have no strength.

It was difficult to even prop his body up from the ground.

With the help of Devero.

Finally Marcus stood up.

He put his arm around Devero's shoulders.

Even though Devero was only as tall as his ribs.

"Haha, thank you so much, Devero. Fortunately, you found me. Otherwise, I would have been laughed at by those people in the academy for a long time. Okay, Professor Quirrell asked for a day off for me. I have to make up for my sleep."

After that, he smiled and patted Devero's shoulder.

Devero nodded.

Helped Marcus into the lounge.

"Everyone was in the auditorium yesterday, but I didn't see you. I was still wondering what happened to you."

"Haha, what could happen? Professor Quirrell and I have been sorting out lesson plans in the office. We haven't even left the door all day!"

Marcus turned around and pushed away Devero's hand that was holding him.

Laughed.

"I can do it myself. I'm not drunk. Don't worry."

DeveroWillow nodded at him.

"Be safe."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the lounge.

As the stone wall reassembled.

Deverow's brows gradually frowned.

"I saw Quirrell in the Owl Shed yesterday. What do you mean he hasn't been out of the house all day? And..."

Deverow's nose twitched.

His sense of smell was enhanced by [Potion Spirit].

He could distinguish the properties of almost all herbs through his nose.

"Snake Tongue Grass?"

——

I have to say.

The breakfast at Hogwarts has to be eaten before eight o'clock to be delicious.

Deverow was holding a big bowl of milk oatmeal porridge.

This thing is quite similar to the soy milk porridge he ate when he was a child.

The taste is smooth.

There is a milky aroma.

As for why you have to eat before eight o'clock.

It's because eight o'clock is the time when owls deliver packages to little wizards.

Oh my God!

That scene was really great.

Not going to the toilet in this bowl of porridge is considered civilized by these owls.

Ever since Deveraux fished out an owl's tail feather from the porridge once.

He has never entered the cafeteria after eight o'clock.

However.

After yesterday's incident.

All owls entering and leaving the campus must pass through a special device.

It seems that Dumbledore specially invited a goblin to come and set it up.

It is said that all owls.

As long as they have malicious intentions in their hearts.

They cannot enter the campus.

I don't know if it works.

After eating and drinking.

Deveraux raised his hand.

It was not yet 7:30.

He stretched.

Deveraux walked towards the classroom for the first class of the day.

It was the Transfiguration class he had been thinking about day and night!

When he arrived at the classroom.

There was no one at this time.

Deveraux found a place to sit down casually.

Start to adjust your breathing.

While practicing Zen meditation.

While waiting for class time.

When Deveraux had practiced for more than 20 minutes.

At this moment.

Someone walked into the classroom.

Deveraux slowly opened his eyes.

He was very surprised.

"Good morning, Deveraux, you were so brave yesterday."

The boy with a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead was smiling at him.

Harry Potter!

"Harry! Why are you here? Are you okay now?"

Deveraux hurried forward.

He asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm fine. I slept almost a whole day in the hospital. So I woke up and came here. Oh, I don't know why I fainted when I entered the shed. Oh, it's so embarrassing. Fortunately, no one cares about me now."

Harry scratched his head embarrassedly.

He smiled awkwardly.

Deveraux knew by looking at his reaction.

The other party had completely forgotten what happened when he entered the shed.

Recalling what Dumbledore said yesterday when Deveraux asked him about it.

"I hope you can understand what I did to you. Forgetting some past events may be a deeper wisdom."

"As for what exactly you have forgotten, I'm sorry, I can't tell you now."