The air seemed to freeze beside the long Gryffindor table.
If there is any college that hates writing the most, then the restless and energetic little lions are definitely number one. Except for a very few top academics like Hermione and Percy, what most of them fear the most is
Paperwork is handed in.
"School has just started? Can this be considered a gift?"
Ron Weasley looked at the pile of books under the chair with a constipated look on his face and said in disbelief.
Ever since taking the "Big Sister's Nail Course Tutoring" in the summer, Ron Weasley has been allergic to this kind of carefully wrapped books. He can't understand why anyone would give them to him on such a happy day.
Book.
"Oh, wait! Gilderoy Lockhart, I know him—"
George Weasley glanced at the wizard with a cheerful smile, then turned to look at his brothers.
"I remember that my mother seemed to like his books very much, right? Fred, when I went to Diagon Alley this year, my mother seemed to have bought a set of this guy's novels. By the way, Ginny seemed to have brought a few
Ben arrived at school——"
"It's not that guy, it's Professor Lockhart."
Percy Weasley frowned and corrected in a serious tone.
"If you spend less time playing Quidditch and wizard chess, and read those books carefully, you will understand that Professor Lockhart is different from those mediocre people. He is an amazing and respectable wizard.
Besides——”
Percy took out a book and looked at the corner mark on the back of the book, with a look of admiration on his face.
"These books are not cheap at all. If they are added together, they cost almost a dozen gold galleons. Think about how many students there are in Hogwarts. To be honest, in my opinion, he may be more suitable to serve as the new
Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor."
"Yes, as a formal professor at Hogwarts, Professor Lockhart originally had the right to put these in the book list."
Bill Weasley nodded, glanced at the "Class A" standing on the faculty bench, and said in a complicated tone.
"In fact, after you graduate from school, you will understand that when the magical power is close to each other, the art of speech and the ability to understand certain words are the most needed and scarce abilities for a wizard in society.
.”
As "Gringotts Wizarding Bank - Senior Researcher - Class B", Bill Weasley understands the importance of "A Class" personnel in the organization, as well as the meaning of this rank itself - irreplaceable.
Strategically important and powerful.
Especially when Lockhart was still in the containment expert sequence, it better reflected the strength of this young wizard.
As for the cost issue mentioned by Percy Weasley, Bill was not that moved or shocked.
As an extremely important A-class member, Gilderoy Lockhart does not need to think about money at all. Since Gringotts Wizarding Bank has been completely taken over by Her Majesty the Queen, money is just a number for their level.
That’s all.
"Oh, no—"
Hermione Granger looked at the pile of books under the chair and said with some distress.
If she had known that Gilderoy Lockhart would come to Hogwarts to teach this year, she wouldn't have begged her parents to exchange her birthday gift for a complete set of Lockhart's works. She could have used this opportunity to buy other books.
, or your favorite magic quill.
Unlike several other best friends who made a small fortune by taking part in the "Year-End Assessment Against Dark Demons".
Hermione Granger's only income comes from the reward for completing the game and the income from articles published in "Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue" and "The Quibbler" in the past year, most of which are gold plus
The money is now stored in her Gringotts Wizarding Bank account - she has already agreed with her parents that she will bear all future school expenses herself.
"It's okay, Granger, you can have two autographs this way."
Fred Weasley blinked at Hermione, grinning and comforting her.
"As far as I know, Professor Lockhart has many book fans in the wizarding world - I believe that many witches are willing to pay for a complete set of novels signed by him. With your grades, it should be easy to get the professor to sign it for you.
Or you can give it to me and George when the time comes, and we will help you sell it, and then everyone will share the money together..."
"Don't even think about it, I won't sell it!"
Hermione Granger rolled her eyes at Fred Weasley who was smiling evilly, and said angrily.
"I have already thought about putting one set at home and one set in the school dormitory. Or wait until next year to take out one set and give it to the new students. I don't think such a good thing can be done every year.
Met once."
"By the way, Sister Hermione, speaking of..."
Ginny Weasley raised her head, looked at Lockhart who was not far away, touched Hermione's elbow lightly, and whispered.
"Have you ever felt that Mr. Lockhart is more handsome in person than in the book..."
"Indeed, it seems to have a little more calmness and depth than the previous cover -"
Hermione secretly glanced at the wizard with a sunny smile on his face, and happened to meet Lockhart's eyes as he looked over.
The girl's cheeks turned slightly red, but she didn't know if it was an illusion. Less than half a second after their eyes met, the warm smile on Lockhart's face suddenly froze, and he quickly took the initiative to look away from Hermione.
Looking towards Ravenclaw House.
Unlike the worried people in Gryffindor House, the atmosphere in Ravenclaw was obviously much more relaxed.
Looking at the newly appointed handsome professor, there was a burst of excited discussion among the girls in Ravenclaw House. The girls looked at the young professor with brilliant golden hair in a low voice and excitedly, exchanging questions about
his story.
Among the crowd, Elena, like other girls, glanced at Lockhart casually.
Following the girl's eyes, a devilish whisper like a mosquito rang in Lockhart's ears.
"Mr. Lockhart, please remember what I said... otherwise... hum..."
"!!!"
Gilderoy Lockhart swallowed nervously and nodded helplessly.
Sometimes having too many book fans is not always a good thing - you know, he just wanted to confirm what the dangerous targets that needed to be avoided looked like, so as not to be stuffed into the Hyperion without any explanation later.
reaction furnace.
I hope he can beat Xenophilius Lovegood once in the guessing game next year.
After all, according to the rules set by Elena, next time it will be a win out of three games. As long as he wins one game, he will win.
In this way, Mr. Lovegood can take over as the professor of language and literature at Hogwarts, and he can sit leisurely at home, deal with the affairs of "The Quibbler", and update his few books with peace of mind.
This novel.
…
All in all, compared to the first two professors, Gilderoy Lockhart is obviously much more popular.
Not just little witches, as an adventure hero in the wizarding world, many boys will also admire and look forward to the savior-like magical experiences in the books after reading them.
Therefore, after a short pause, there was finally a burst of enthusiastic applause in the auditorium.
Among this, the applause from the long table of Ravenclaw Academy was particularly warm. Elena looked around at the excited little witches around her, and narrowed her eyes slightly in amusement. The intriguing expression in her eyes became more and more clear.
.
At the same time, Gilderoy Lockhart, who had been paying attention to the movements here, became increasingly nervous.
The young wizard looked uneasily at the college flags hanging around the auditorium, as if he were on a hot oven. For the first time since he became a saint, he had a strange wish - if everyone could be cooler.
, may be safer.
At this moment, he prefers to hide in the darkness and control the overall situation in an orderly manner just like he did a few months ago.
"Finally, there is one more thing -"
Fortunately, Professor Dumbledore started talking again, and Lockhart finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I think you may have noticed that there are a group of familiar faces returning to the classroom at Hogwarts this year. No matter which class of graduates you are, in the next year, you will all belong to the same class.
A class—and I, Professor Apokalis, and Professor Newt Scamander will be your instructors for the next year."
Dumbledore turned his head, winked at Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, and a dozen other carefully selected "outstanding graduates" of Hogwarts, and said with a smile.
"But... your course starts in the second week - in fact, on the one hand, Professor Scamander has other things to do, and on the other hand, because you still need to attend classes with the new students before the official course starts.
A training.”
"...Training? Us, with the freshmen?"
Charlie Weasley repeated with some confusion.
At the same time, Fred Weasley and George Weasley looked at each other and smiled maliciously.
"Yes, this is a new feature of Hogwarts——"
"If you need fruit or drinks, remember to exchange them for your treasured album—"
"Huh? What album? It seems that we brothers need to have a good talk."
Charlie Weasley glanced thoughtfully at his grinning brothers, rubbed his fists, and was about to ask more questions.
Judging from the expressions on Fred and George's face, it was obvious that they had secretly flipped through his "study book", otherwise they would never show such a narrow-minded look - this kind of behavior cannot be tolerated, and mother will continue to do so if she finds out.
Beat him to death together.
"Okay, there are so many important things."
At this moment, Dumbledore clapped his hands gently and said happily
"I think everyone must be starving, right? Let's have a banquet!"
Immediately afterwards, the gold plates and goblets full of food and drinks suddenly appeared on the dining table.
Amidst the aroma of steaming food, the students' attention instantly moved away from irrelevant content such as professors, new courses, and new textbooks, and devoted themselves to the delicious dishes that they had been thinking about all summer.
If nothing else, this may be the most sumptuous dinner at Hogwarts this school year.
Because according to the tradition started last year, starting next week, all the exclusive vegetable gardens of the four colleges will be reactivated. From then on, the dishes that appear on the tables of each college will still be processed according to the list of raw materials provided by each college.
The only difference is that at least this time everyone will have more experience when selecting seeds.
…
Needless to say, it was a delicious feast.
The auditorium echoed with laughter and laughter, as well as the clink of knives and forks.
However, as time gradually passed, a disharmonious atmosphere appeared around the Ravenclaw table, and the cause of all this came from a "taboo question" accidentally raised by a first-year student.
.
"Senior Qiu Zhang, I have read in "Hogwarts: A School History" before that each house in Hogwarts has a unique access control method. So what is the access control method of our Ravenclaw house?
Is it like some kind of password?"
Danilova Alexey asked curiously in a low voice while slicing sausages.
Click——
Following the girl's inadvertent question, Qiu Zhang, who was originally smiling, suddenly hit the knife in his hand and hit the golden dinner plate, making an abrupt impact sound. The surrounding students who heard this question also stopped.
Come down.
By the way, I almost forgot - eagle ring!
Since today is the first day of school, there is no one on duty in the lounge!
The senior Ravenclaw students looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces gradually disappeared. At this moment, they once again recalled the fear and fear dominated by the issue of the bronze eagle ring after the opening banquet a year ago.
humiliation.
Qiu Zhang took a deep breath and said solemnly, as if he was telling a scary ghost story.
"Well, Danny, you may need to be mentally prepared..."
"Ravenclaw's door knocker? Well, it's a talking bronze eagle ring."
Luna Lovegood explained casually and vaguely while chewing the veal steak.
"The initial questions are not very difficult. Generally speaking, the difficulty increases as the semester progresses. I heard that the question on the first day of school last year seemed to be a very interesting mathematical problem, such as how to separate the rabbit and the raven.
In the same cage, tell there are thirty-eight heads and ninety-six feet, and then ask the number of ravens and rabbits..."
"Oh? Is that just that? Ten and twenty-eight, that's really quite simple..."
Danilova was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief and continued to concentrate on the sausages on the plate.
She could calculate this simple system of linear equations in two variables within ten seconds when she was six or seven years old.
At first seeing everyone's expressions, Danilova thought it would be some troublesome advanced mathematics problem, or some very brain-burning philosophical speculation. If it were just these simple mathematics problems, it would be a bit of a pastime during the break.
reluctantly.
"Dani, you were happy too early. It was only a year ago..."
At this moment, the prefect, Miss Taozi, shook her head solemnly and said in a deep voice.
"Do you know what question the Bronze Eagle Ring asked us during our last week out of school, the week the Ravenclaw common room was about to close? It wanted us to help answer a question posed by a stubborn barber -
—”
"Paranoid... barber?"
Danilova paused with the knife in her hand. She seemed to have heard a similar bedtime story from her father.
"Well...from that day on, no one has answered the question about the common room."
The prefect, Miss Taozi, nodded solemnly, with a look of unbearable humiliation on her face.
"We take turns to be on duty, and then open the door to let people out every hour. This is our only way..."