Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

Burspalding Public High School.

"Ding"

"Da! Da! Da! Da!"

Accompanied by the piercing school bell, the sound of footsteps in high heels came from far to near in an orderly manner from the corridor.

"Ding!"

Then at the last moment when the bell stopped, the owner of the high heels stepped into the classroom with the bell ringing. She walked gracefully to the middle of the second to last row, threw her schoolbag to the empty seat behind her, and then sat down in her seat. .

The middle-aged teacher who was waiting for class did not even raise his head, and the students around him were not surprised.

This is a public high school, not a school, more like a warehouse filled with people.

"Okay, students, let's start class."

"Today's article is about Shakespeare"

"boring."

The girl wearing high heels let out a disdainful hiss.

Shakespeare again, Shakespeare, an old guy who has been dead for who knows how many years, why should they care about what he wrote?

She skillfully crossed her legs, and her tight-fitting short skirt didn't reveal a single bit.

Turning her head inadvertently, the girl suddenly discovered that there was an unknown boy diagonally behind her.

The two met their eyes and he smiled at her.

"Ha ha."

The girl forced a smile that was polite but not embarrassing.

Not bad. This guy I've never seen before looks quite handsome, with a British feel. In the TV series, he might be a perverted murderer.

Yeah, but it doesn't actually matter if you're a murderer.

Because at another glance, the girl found that he was really handsome.

But as a high school freshman girl who is inspired to replace that bitch Jennifer Ni in the third grade and become the new school belle and cheerleader, she said that from now on, she will cultivate the arrogance and reserve of the school belle.

So even if this guy looked like he could do it, she turned her head away ruthlessly the next moment.

The smile is restrained.

The girl's face was expressionless and she was thinking. It's really strange that this semester is about to end, and there are still new students coming here.

………………

Second class.

Although it is a public high school, the curriculum is also very rich. Of course, whether you understand it or not is a personal problem.

The girl chose a few courses that were the simplest and easiest to pass the exam. Naturally, they also had the largest number of students.

She doesn't care about grades, she's not one of those nerds with glasses, she's someone who wants to be a big star, not one of those iron maidens who have never known what a man is like all her life.

By the way, now that she is a freshman in high school, she may be able to solve the first time problem.

The guy she saw today felt very good. She hoped it wasn't a silver wax tip. She hoped her first time could be perfect.

Maybe, you can find someone to give it a try first. Betty, that steel-toothed girl, can serve as cannon fodder. With her appearance, she probably won't be able to find a man in her life.

Let her test the waters, Gangya Girl will definitely make a profit.

If it's really a silver wax gun head, it won't work even if it looks handsome.

As for whether the other party will agree, that is not within the scope of consideration. The girl feels that she can definitely achieve her goal.

"Ding"

With the ringing of the bell, the girl stepped into the classroom again. She had just passed one semester and had just come to school. She didn't even find a follower. After class, there was no one who even went to the toilet to help her carry her bag.

Jennifer, that damn little bitch!

Next semester, next semester, she will become the most dazzling girl in the whole school!

It's him again.

When she returned to her seat in the second-to-last row in the middle, she noticed that the boy had also chosen this class. She had never seen him before.

She was pretty sure she had never seen this guy before. With his appearance, if she had seen him, there was no way she would not have been impressed.

Even with this guy's appearance, it is estimated that his information will fall into the hands of all the girls in the school the next day, especially that bitch Jenniferni.

That is to say, today is his first day of transferring school, and not many people know about it.

Well, okay, I guess we have to wait until the next day for his appearance.

"Okay, students, let's start class."

"What we learned today is composed of words."

She skillfully crossed her legs again, and her slender legs were lifted so high that they were barely lying across the desk.

Looking at the middle-aged woman lecturing on the podium, the girl shook her head disdainfully, "Words?"What can be learned from this thing.

Isn't this just talking? Is there anyone in this classroom who can't talk? There is even a special course for this.

Oh, yes, that poor boy named Lila can't speak, who makes this fool a mute.

The girl cast her gaze on a boy with disheveled hair on the far right side of the first row. The ridicule in his eyes made the latter feel a real sting and shudder even though he was across the classroom.

………………

"Hi Beau

Man. "

"Hi Lina."

"We have opened a clinic in the toilet behind the school. Do you want to come?"

"Oh!"

The girl brought milk, bananas, and some low-calorie food, and placed the plate heavily on a table.

Two girls have already sat down at the table. They are average-looking high school girls, neither too ugly nor beautiful.

This is the girl's follower reserve.

Yes, there are many people rushing to be a follower.

Because as long as you become a friend of the cheerleader or the school beauty, you can join the cheerleading team, and then you can find a handsome boyfriend, maybe a quarterback.

Okay, the quarterbacks are all captains, but if you think about it, it’s okay.

The current cheerleaders and school beauties are in their third year. They have their own fixed groups and their own circles. It is difficult for outsiders to squeeze in, let alone the freshmen.

So they set their sights on the freshmen in the same period, which was considered a kind of early investment.

Throwing the bag to the side, the girl sat down in her seat, but the moment she sat down, she saw a boy sitting alone on the dining table opposite.

Still the same guy.

He gave her a smile.

Squeezing out a smile, she quickly straightened her head and used the attendant sitting opposite as a barrier to separate the line of sight between the two.

What's going on with this guy? He's still there. He's there everywhere he goes. Is this school so small?

After chewing two-thirds of the banana in one gulp, the girl leaned back, folded her arms, and glued herself to the back of the chair.

She wants to compete for the school beauty because she does have the capital. She is beautiful and has a good figure. The most important thing is that she is full of temperament and has full aura in every move she makes.

Even if it's just simply leaning against the back of a chair at the cafeteria table.

The only drawback is that she doesn't seem to be a good person by nature, which is what boys and girls say the same way.

Bad girl.

"What happened to that transfer student?"

She raised her chin and asked reserve follower No. [-], who was sitting opposite and still eating French fries.

"What is his name, where is he from, and why does he come here only after the semester is over?"

"Wait, there's no need to answer the last question, it's meaningless."

Reserve attendant No. [-], who was eating French fries, was stunned for a moment. She raised her head in confusion and glanced at the arrogant girl sitting opposite her.

"Transfer student, who?"

"That's the guy sitting behind you."

Soon enough, Reserve Follower No. [-] suddenly turned around, glanced several times, and then turned around again.

The girl rolled her eyes and slumped back in her chair.

Why are all the followers she meets such idiots?

"Who are you talking about? Madison."

The girl, or Madison, was about to faint from anger now. Such a big man turned around to look, but he didn't see it yet.

"Are you going to ask me to repeat it a second time?"

"Transfer student! That transfer student!"

Madison lowered his voice and yelled angrily.

Reserve Attendant No. [-] still had a confused look on her face, and she was still holding a French fries dipped in ketchup in her right hand. Madison looked at her, wishing she had a knife in her hand.

Let’s see if she doesn’t stab this idiot to death!

At this time, the reserve attendant No. [-] next to her probably understood what was going on. She came over and whispered.

"Are you talking about Ciel? Madison."

"That's right!"

"That's it."

"If the transfer student is called Ciel, then I'm talking about him."

"but"

Hearing what Madison said, reserve follower No. [-]'s voice was weak.

"but what?"

"Char is not a transfer student. He is our classmate. He has been here since the beginning of school. Why do you say he is a transfer student."

"There are no transfer students today, and there are no transfer students this semester."