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Chapter 40 39. The Benefits of Being a Master

Chapter 40 39. The benefits of being a top student

However, it was obvious that even though it had only been two days since school started, Harry's impression of Slytherin was not very good. He thought about it and shook his head:

"I...Hagrid asked me to go to the hut by the Forbidden Forest in the afternoon. I'm afraid I won't have time to go there."

"By the way, do you know any Ravenclaw students?"

He was referring to the conversation just now.

Lin An pursed his lips, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face: "That's second-year Qiu Zhang, the only Asian in Hogwarts. Our prefect James Hollens helped me

I made an appointment with her because I wanted to find out if she had any Chinese food."

Lin An blinked: "You know, Britain is a food basin."

Thank God, although Qiu Zhang did not bring pickles, she enthusiastically said that her home has a lot of special Chinese food, and she still maintains correspondence with China, and she will ask owls to send some.

Guaranteed it’s not the modified taste of “General Tso’s Chicken”.

Lin An expressed ecstasy about this.



However, Harry obviously didn't understand.

"What's the food?"

With a dazzling array of campus meals, he even felt like he was in heaven every day and was extremely satisfied with his food.

Lin An sighed: "I am half-Chinese, and I inherited a Chinese stomach."

I can’t accept the sweetness of the British, and I can’t even accept the weird British cuisine.

However, from this abrupt change of topic, she also noticed Harry's rejection of Slytherin. Fortunately, it was just a casual mention and she did not force it.

She came to Harry just to give him a reminder: "Preview "A Thousand Magic Herbs and Mushrooms" and "Magic Potions and Potions" carefully, and take Potions class with Slytherin in the afternoon. You know, our house

I don’t have a good impression of you."

Harry muttered: "I know, when he looked at me..." The scar hurt a little.

After saying this, Lin An left.

She walked to the long Slytherin table, where all the first years were waiting for her, including Draco, who was staring at the scarred head angrily.

She sighed helplessly - she was really playing the role of a chicken mother.

However, if you think about it carefully, having a super high status in Slytherin is not without its benefits - for example, when she openly went to see the Gryffindor students today, none of the students present would object.

Lin An said calmly: "Let's go. Before class in the afternoon, you need to wake up half an hour in advance and preview in the lounge."

She looked serious: "Just a reminder, I have class with Gryffindor in the afternoon, and the professor is our dean - this time, an extra thirty points is not too much, right?"

She wants to establish her status as a top student - after all, top students should have "privileges".

For example, open a small stove or something.

Whether it's studying or the kitchen.

She walked in front, followed by the orderly and quiet freshmen. Their faces were filled with satisfaction and confidence. Looking at Lin An's back, there seemed to be a condensed mental state lingering in them.

Even if their steps and movements are not consistent, this scene is obviously amazing enough.

Ron opened his mouth wide and couldn't help looking at Harry accusingly:

"There's no way she's an ordinary mixed-race!"

But Hermione, who was having an awkward moment, came over and asked proactively: "What did Lin just say? Did he invite you to go to the Slytherin lounge to preview your homework together? How did they preview? Did you agree? Is it convenient to add one more person?

?”

Her eyes were filled with anticipation and admiration: "I mean, add me!"

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