Hogwarts Castle, the great hall that was noisy during the day is now quiet.
As the bell rang for the last class, the first day of school at Hogwarts finally came to an end.
The little wizards walked out of the classroom in twos and threes with their books in their arms, and slowly moved towards their common rooms with dull expressions. After a whole day of classes, the children who had not yet fully adapted to school life were now
Still a little confused.
Compared with last year, Hogwarts has obviously improved a lot this year in terms of course intensity and course density - to put it simply, it has roughly changed from the original "happy education" to the so-called "elite education"
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Under Elena's suggestion, an average of about two hours of lessons were added to each little wizard's class schedule.
Even on weekends, there will be an extra half-day of study time. However, according to the Hogwarts class schedule, here are mainly some more interesting courses, such as lower grade flying lessons or Defense Against the Dark Arts, Fantastic Beasts
Protection class...
All in all, after a series of reasonable adjustments, the conversion rate of students' energy is ensured to the greatest extent.
Although the simple-minded students are not yet aware of the hellish life in the future, after experiencing more fulfilling study on this day than before, most of the little wizards can only think about returning to their soft beds.
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In the sparse and silent flow of people, Draco Malfoy deliberately lagged half a step behind and stayed at the end of the line.
Slytherin House is located on the underground floor of the castle. The dim magic torch shines on the green crowd, casting vague shadows on the narrow stone wall. At the end of the crowd is the half-open stone door to the entrance to the lounge.
Draco narrowed his eyes and watched "Shadow Prefect" Irina gradually disappear behind the door surrounded by the freshmen.
In a daze, he seemed to see the figure of another girl with a different hair color - when he had just received the admission notice to Hogwarts a year ago, Draco also had a similar situation where he became the focus of the crowd in the school.
Childish thoughts.
But later...
Draco Malfoy took a deep look, turned around and disappeared into the shadows in the opposite direction.
Crossing the deserted marble steps, Draco gently pushed open the door of the auditorium. Before his eyes had time to adapt to the suddenly dim environment, a gentle voice suddenly came from the long table of Gryffindor House.
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"You came later than I expected, Mr. Malfoy, you are late."
Bill Weasley stood up, the moonlight shining through the window on his red hair, looking a little dangerous.
Draco Malfoy took a deep breath and replied calmly.
"According to the content of the mission you conveyed before, I need to confirm that 'Miss Shadow' is safely back in the lounge before I can leave the crowd and come here to prepare for the evening foundation research work - besides, you didn't agree on a time."
Bill Weasley glanced at the boy standing at the door, "Do you know what you're going to face later?"
"I guessed a little bit..."
"Malfoy, you should know part of your parents' secret past, right? Those not so good positions."
"Yes, Mr. Weasley. But that's in the past."
"It's just the past that the Ministry of Magic promised to compromise. As for the real situation... ha..."
Bill raised the corner of his mouth slightly, sneered and said softly, "Once you officially participate in the foundation's project, there is no possibility of you leaving midway. You are likely to collide with your family at some point in the future, you know that?
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"Of course, that's why I'm here."
Draco replied calmly, without any wavering in his eyes.
There was a smile on Bill Weasley's face, and he walked forward, patted Draco Malfoy's shoulder gently, took out a shining silver card and handed it to the boy. In the dim light, Draco
You can vaguely see the wing pattern on the top.
Draco subconsciously reached out and was about to take the card from Bill's hand, but found that the B-level researcher was holding the card tightly, so hard that he almost thought the card had grown directly on Bill.
·Weasley's hand.
"This is the salary voucher issued by Gringotts Wizarding Bank to D-class members of the Foundation..."
Bill Weasley looked down at the blond boy in front of him and said lightly.
"If you unfortunately die tonight or in future activities - the probability is not small - then all the wealth will be distributed to your parents as a pension. Now, you have one last chance to regret it."
Draco Malfoy raised his eyebrows and stubbornly grabbed the card.
"Very well, the venue for tonight's event has been decided next to the Gryffindor House common room, which is opposite to the tapestry on the eighth floor of the castle where the troll beat Barnabas the fool. The two of us will go separately, and I will go first.
, please follow me."
Bill Weasley nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked toward the wooden door at the other end of the auditorium.
In fact, one thing he did not tell Draco Malfoy was that although he was a Class B researcher, his previous work did not involve direct contact with such high-risk containment objects, such as officially participating in the Foundation's containment.
This animal research activity is also the first time in Bill Weasley’s life.
The passage just now was not something he read in a manual, but something Professor Gilderoy Lockhart secretly said to him at the end of today's class.