Hogwarts: Who hasn't collected a Horcrux?

On Wednesday night, William and his classmates took an astronomy class.

They sat in the tower late at night, holding a telescope to observe the starry sky, learning the names of different stars and the orbits of the planets.

It was almost dawn when the class ended, so William was quiet and did not go out for a night tour.

Harry and Ron were late for the first Transfiguration class on Thursday morning.

Although William woke them up in the morning, the astronomy class was too late last night, and the two guys did not sleep well, so they took another nap.

The consequences can be imagined.

They originally wanted to sleep for ten minutes, but when they woke up, it was already an hour later.

When they ran into the classroom panting, Professor McGonagall stared at them with a serious face, and the sense of oppression was full.

"Maybe I should turn you into a pocket watch, so that at least one of you can keep time.

Professor McGonagall said coldly, mocking Harry and Ron.

"We are lost. Harry said

"Then turn it into a map. You don't need a map to go to your own seat."

Harry and Ron walked to their seats awkwardly and sat down, not daring to say anything else.

In today's Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall not only explained some theoretical knowledge, but also asked them to turn matches into needles.

After all, except William, none of them could do this.

As for William, Professor McGonagall asked him to preview the following content by himself.

Time soon came to Friday.

At the Gryffindor table, William was stirring the oatmeal porridge and said to Hermione:

"Hermione, Professor Snape is the head of Slytherin House. I heard that he favors students from his own house. You should be careful."

"What are you paying attention to?"Hermione asked in confusion.

William looked at Hermione and said seriously,"Hermione, you should understand that not all professors like students who actively raise their hands to answer questions."

"Especially when he is full of prejudice, the more you want to prove yourself, the more he may hate you."

Hermione looked at William in a daze, not understanding why he said that.

Don't teachers like good students?

This is what Hermione has verified in her past school years.

But William told her that this is not the case. There is another type of teacher.

"But……"

Hermione wanted to say something, but at this time, the mail arrived.

Hundreds of owls flew into the hall, flying around the dining table until they found their respective owners.

Then they threw letters or packages into their legs.

Elise also brought a letter for William, written by her grandmother Deborah.

As soon as he arrived at Hogwarts, William wrote to his grandmother to report his safety, but his grandmother's reply came at this time.

Maybe it was because it was too far away, or Elise was delayed on the way. Anyway, this was the fifth day since William sent the letter.

William did not rush to open the letter, but fed Elise some toast first.

Elise cried with satisfaction, then flew back to the owl house and went to sleep with other owls on campus.

William opened the letter and read it carefully. Grandmother Deborah said that she had known about it and asked William to study hard at Hogwarts.

After that, there was a long paragraph of caring words, telling William to take care of his body, not to get sick, and eat on time.

The kind of care and warmth between the lines made William warm in his heart.

Hermione saw William's expression and asked curiously,"William, who gave you the letter?"

"It's my grandma." William had a warm smile on his face, which made Hermione a little dazed.

Hearing that it was a letter from William's grandmother, Hermione was immediately envious and a little regretful.

If she had known earlier, she would have bought an owl so that she could write letters to her parents.

But at that time, she was busy buying books and thought that an owl was unnecessary.

It's too late to regret now.

William noticed Hermione's expression and asked softly,"What's wrong? Do you miss your parents?"

""Hmm." Hermione's voice was a little low

"You can also write to them. I'll ask Elise to deliver the letter for you. William patted the girl's furry head and whispered to comfort her.

"Really? I'll write to them now." Hermione's voice suddenly rose, and she began to look for parchment and quills in a hurry.

She looked so anxious that she really missed her parents.

However, William reached out and held her down, and persuaded her:

"Hermione, there is no rush to write a letter. You have plenty of time to write a letter, but if we don't go to class now, Professor Snape will not be very nice."

Hearing William's words, Hermione calmed down and said in awe,"I'm sorry, I was too impatient."

"Don't apologize, I understand you. We are all children from Muggle families. It is normal for us to miss our families and parents when we come to this strange wizarding world."

"If you don't miss home and your parents, you're really too cold."

At this moment, Hermione felt that William was so warm that she couldn't help but want to get close to him.

"Well, it's almost time for us to go to Potions class. William looked at his watch and said

?Hearing this, Hermione quickly swallowed the soy milk in her mouth, picked up her schoolbag and said,"I'm ready, let's go."

The Potions class was held in an underground classroom, which was much colder than the main building of the castle above.

In addition, there were glass jars along the wall with animal specimens soaked in them, which made you shiver even more.

At nine o'clock, Snape walked into the classroom door without missing a beat.

He strode towards the desk, and his speed brought up a breeze, and the black robe behind him fluttered like a big black bat.

Like Professor Flitwick, Snape picked up the roster as soon as the class started.

Not only that, but like Flitwick, he also stopped when he called Harry's name.

""Oh, yes," he whispered,"Harry Potter, this is our new arrival - a very famous person."

Draco Malfoy and his followers covered their mouths with their hands and chuckled.

William also grinned. Snape was really a master of sarcasm.

Unfortunately, this master of sarcasm didn't like Gryffindor, especially now that Harry Potter was also in Gryffindor, he disliked him even more.

After calling the roll, Snape looked up at the whole class. His eyes were dark, cold and empty, making you feel like they were two dark tunnels.

"You are here to learn the precise discipline and strict craft of potion making."

His voice was barely above a whisper, but everyone heard every word he said.

Like Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor, Snape, the head of Slytherin, also had an imposing aura.

They could easily keep the classroom in order and make the students concentrate without daring to be distracted.

"Since there is no silly waving of magic wands here, many of you will not believe that this is magic."

"But I don't expect you to truly appreciate the beauty of the simmering crucible with white smoke and fragrance."

"You will never truly understand the magical power of the liquid that flows into people's veins, which makes people's hearts and minds go crazy and confused.……"

"I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death!"

"But there must be one thing, that is, you are not the kind of idiots I often meet."

Although Professor Snape's opening remarks were very clever and the whole class was a little excited, William still secretly curled his lips.

If you were really so awesome, Harry's last name would not be Potter, but Snape.

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