Wednesday.

There are three Gryffindor classes that day, a herbal class in the morning, a history of magic class in the afternoon, and astrology class in the evening.

The day's lessons were very relaxing for Cowan, since the Gryffindor class was Ravenkra and Hufflepuff.

Finally, far away from those crazy Slytherin children.

The time of the day passed smoothly, and Kewen didn't make a big splash, adding points to Gryffindor or something.

If there is anything unusual about this day, it is that there are many letters from owls at the long table of Slytherin House at lunch time, and few other houses.

As a result, Kewen also remembered what he had neglected: five days after entering school, he had not written a letter to Ollivander.

In the evening, before returning to the dormitory, Kewen made a special trip to the owl shed and picked up his owl '咻咻'.

In the dormitory, Kewen unfolded the stationery and began to write to Ollivander while holding a quill that was not comfortable.

In the letter, Kewen briefly described his life in the past few days, and also talked about some of the learning in class, and the things he gave Gryffindor extra points were also written in a show-off tone.

Kewen intends to use the letters as a bridge, allowing the other party to discover his gradually changing personality through the tone changes in the letters. To prepare the ground for the great difference in personality when meeting Ollivander again in the future.

After writing about the events of the past few days, Kewen tactfully made a request in the letter, saying that he wanted a pen, or an 'automatic shorthand quill'.

After finally checking the completed letter, Kewen put the letter in the envelope, filled in the address, and sealed it with varnish.

"Hey, come." Kewen greeted the owl who was standing on the windowsill combing its feathers.

Xiu Xiu was very obedient, spread out his wings and jumped, gliding over the windowsill and landing on Kewen's outstretched arm.

"Good boy, send the letter to Ollivander's Wand Shop." Kewen lifted the envelope and handed it to the owl.

A squeak was a response, and then the probe opened the bird's beak and took the envelope in his mouth.

After tilting his head and rubbing against Kewen's shoulder, Xiuzhuo jumped from Kewen's arm, spread his wings and flapped on the ground, and quickly rushed out of the windowsill and disappeared into the night sky.

It was not until the owl was nowhere to be seen that Kewen retracted his gaze, and then unfolded a piece of letter paper again.

The next letter is to Penello's parents. He's going to give it to Penello tomorrow morning and have her send it with an owl...

Overnight, the next morning.

Cowenley went to the cliff to exercise, and then went to the auditorium as usual to wait for breakfast to start.

After breakfast, Cowen handed the letter to Penello and asked her to deliver it with an owl.

"Oh my god!" Penello suddenly whispered after hearing it: "I forgot to write a letter to my family!"

"I only remembered it yesterday." Kewen said with a chuckle: "After all, college life has just begun, and there are so many wonderful things that we ignore others for a while."

"That's right." Penello nodded in agreement, and then said, "I'll let the owl deliver the letter later. I'll also write a letter to my family during the lunch break, and then let the owl send it back together."

"Of course." Kewen didn't care about that.

The two chatted for a while, until they were about to go to class, then they said goodbye and went to different classes.

Stepping into the classroom, Kewen's previously good mood couldn't help but turn sour.

Because half of the students in the class were all Slytherin children, at this time the group of children started throwing ice skates at him again.

Kewen turned a blind eye to this choice, found an empty seat and sat down, and opened the 'Potions' textbook, reading and reviewing page by page.

The class bell rang, and the wooden door of the classroom suddenly opened with a 'bang'.

As if being kicked open, he slammed into the walls on both sides of the door.

The students who were startled turned their heads one after another, and saw a wizard who looked like a walking bat, hurried across the aisle with almost no ups and downs, and walked to the side of the podium.

He walked so fast that almost no one could see his face under the loose hair.

The person who came was Professor Snape, the only one who had not formally communicated with Kewen during the vacation before the semester began.

In the few meetings before the school started, it was only the first time that Ollivander introduced each other.

After that, Kewen will greet you politely when you meet. But what he got was Professor Snape's unintelligible gaze, and he never got a verbal response.

Snape's voice was barely up and down, he spoke as if he had no emotion, and he liked to lengthen or shorten the pronunciation of words.

The way he speaks makes people feel chills down their spines.

Coupled with his incomprehensible eyes, few classmates dared to look at him.

Start a formal lecture.

Snape lectured in much the same way as other professors, first outlining the content and significance of Potions, and then asking a few questions to the students.

Cowan had already offended the Slytherin students, and in order not to continue to offend the Slytherin dean, after Professor Snape asked the question, Cowan immediately raised his hand.

However, Snape just glanced at Cowan out of the corner of the eye, then turned a blind eye and called a Slytherin student with a raised hand to answer the question.

After answering, the Slytherin student was given five points by Snape and raised his head proudly.

At the same time, many Slytherin students cast a disdainful glance at Kewen.

Seeing this, Kewen murmured inwardly: The illness is not serious.

Next, Professor Snape asked two more questions, both of which were answered by the Slytherin students, and added 10 points to the Slytherin House.

At this time, Kewen could be considered to understand, this Professor Snape is obviously blatantly biased towards his own academy.

Seeing this, Kewen simply stopped raising his hand and tried to answer the question. You can play as you like, it has nothing to do with me...

The usual questioning ended. Next, Snape began to teach everyone how to prepare a potion for treating 'fire boils'.

While listening to the lecture, Kewen was stunned, because the unit of measurement spit out from Snape's mouth was really unfriendly to him in Kewen's opinion.

What a little, what a little, what a small amount, what an ounce, what a dram...

Kewen felt his head buzzing.

Until Professor Snape asked everyone to form a team to configure potions, Kewen did not recover from these anti-human measurement units.

As a last resort, Kewen had to ask Dana, his roommate in the same group, to measure the herbal medicine.

And he is responsible for hands-on, operating the fire, and stirring the liquid.

After the potion was successfully boiled, Snape did not know when he came to the side of Kewen's group. I saw Professor Snape cast his eyes down at the potion Kewen had prepared, and then glanced at Kewen in disgust.

Kewen: Confused...