Because of his love for learning, Anton was not isolated by his classmates, but became the most popular one.
The reason is...
The homework for each class is calculated according to the length.
The classes for first-year wizards are easier than those for other grades. There is only one big class (two hours) in the morning. In addition to Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape's classes, there are also ten minutes of relaxation time in the middle of other classes.
But that's all.
There are two large classes in the afternoon and one small class (one hour) in the evening.
From Monday to Friday morning, classes are packed every day, and every class has homework.
Anton really couldn't understand how the little lions had time to go out for a night swim in the middle of the night.
Later he finally understood.
Due to a quarrel with Hermione, Ron had to find Anton, take away the homework and copy it with his friends.
The friends include Harry, Neville, Seamus and others.
And this is the normal situation in the school. Except for the hard-working children in Ravenclaw, Anton's homework has been spread throughout almost half the year through Ron and Draco.
You can imagine how tragic the theoretical knowledge these little wizards will be.
But it didn't have much impact. The twins in the senior class told Anton that the final exam for the junior class would only be about casting spells.
Anton loved every course.
Professor McGonagall's transfiguration is amazing.
Professor Flitwick's Charms class is amazing.
Professor Sprout's herbalism is amazing.
…
Even flying lessons, Anton loves them.
He usually goes to the library to borrow books he likes, and when Mrs. Huo Qi has a problem, he can read most of the book in peace.
This has always been the case.
Flying lessons are full of problems from the first lesson.
Mrs. Hooch said a few words. Neville was lifted up into the sky by the broomstick and injured. Mrs. Hooch's solution was to take Neville to the hospital for treatment herself and let the children who were ready to move stay with the broomstick.
Then Draco and Harry flew into the sky as expected.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Just like that, until one day.
The head of Slytherin, Professor Snape, called himself into the office.
"Anthony Weasley." Snape drawled.
"You can call me Anton, idol." Anton replied with a smile.
Snape's mouth twitched, "Stop calling me such stupid names and call me Dean Snape."
"Okay." Anton looked at Snape obediently.
Logically speaking, Snape is currently preoccupied with Harry Potter and is unlikely to pay attention to himself.
At this time, Snape was obviously a little anxious, completely losing his usual composure and pacing around his desk.
Finally, he stopped and turned his head to look over. The long, greasy hair on his head shook a little.
"Haha...Ray! Being chosen by McGonagall as the seeker for the Quidditch match is obviously against the rules. We would never let first-year students do this kind of thing."
Anton nodded, "I have heard that Professor McGonagall personally took Harry Potter to Principal Dumbledore to obtain the charter, and bought Harry a Nimbus 2000 with his own money. Wow,
That performance is really good.”
The more Anton spoke, the darker Snape's face became.
"Obviously, Harry Potter has talents beyond ordinary people..."
Snape growled, "Shut up!"
Anton looked helplessly at his dean, spread his hands, "..."
The two of them stared at each other. Snape's expression changed for a while, as if he thought of something very unpleasant. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said word by word, "We Slaters can't lose Quidditch. This belongs to our college."
Glory!"
Is that really it? Idol?
Anton smiled and said nothing.
"I have seen your flying skills." Snape stared at Anton coldly, "You are obviously very talented when you use a wand to cast spells while riding a broomstick."
"???" Anton looked confused. Yes, he cast the Iron Armor Curse on Lupine and attacked Snape, but it has been almost a year. Is this person so vindictive?
"You go to Quidditch and be a Seeker!" Snape waved his hand and made the decision!
Anton couldn't believe his ears, looking at Snape as if he were looking at a strange flower, "Are you kidding me?"
Snape's iceberg-like eyes stared at Anton, "Do you have any objections?"
"I reject!"
Anton's answer was very straightforward.
"I hate Quidditch, it's the stupidest sport I've ever seen."
Just kidding, just because he drives a motorcycle, it doesn't mean he wants to participate in racing.
Riding on this unprotected stick and racing as fast as an airplane?
What the hell is this a competition?
This is life-threatening!
Anton is here to study, not to play with his life!
Snape's brain was simply funny.
Anton said he couldn't understand.
Snape was obviously furious. He straightened his index finger, pointed at the door, and roared, "Get out!"
Yes, his dean was angry, and Anton could only explain helplessly, "Looking at your expression, you think so too, right?"
"Ha!" Snape let out a weird laugh with unknown meaning, opened the door and walked out.
There is a strong momentum of if you don’t leave, I will leave.
Oh, the dean with a bad personality.
The most Snape could do was lose his temper. What else could he do? Deduct his house points? If that was the case, that would be really interesting.
At this moment, a "squeak" sound came from the shelf in the corner of Snape's office.
Anton raised his eyebrows and walked over curiously.
A pink fluffy little animal with big eyes and a pink pointed beak like a bird.
It looks a bit like "Chanting Wind Bird" or "Angry Birds".
Tsk tsk tsk, is Snape so girlish?
This fat bird with pink feathers seemed to have a stone stuck in its throat. It kept making a pitiful hoarse cry like a crow, and sneezed from time to time.
"Dong dong dong."
There was a heavy knock on the door, "Professor Snape, are you there?"
Then, a huge figure walked in from the open door, "I heard that you got a sub-dragon species. This is very interesting and allows me to see... Hey, I seem to have seen you somewhere?
"
Anton looked at him with a smile, "Hagrid."
"My name is Anthony Weasley, you can call me Anton."
"Weasley?" Hagrid looked strange. Recently, the Weasley twins came back from school, and the Forbidden Forest became more lively.
He slapped his head fiercely, "I remember, at the Leaky Cauldron, you sold Professor Snape a strange brain."
Anton nodded, "Long time no see."
Hagrid rubbed his hands with some excitement, "I remember you told me that you wanted to write to me and introduce some furry little cuties. I haven't waited for the cute owl."
"Yeah..." Anton also felt a little emotional, "A lot of things happened, and then Lu Ping and I lived together."