Snakes at Hogwarts

"Ah, I remembered. I should be in Professor Binns' History of Magic classroom."

In the History of Magic classroom on the second floor of the castle, Andros touched his head in embarrassment.

He never expected that he would actually fall asleep

This is too embarrassing

Andros had no impression of what Professor Binns taught in this class.

He looked confused.

It is very similar to myself who attended lectures in college in my previous life. Often, as soon as the teachers opened their mouths, they would send people into a beautiful dreamland as easily as a lullaby.

But don't tell me, the quality of sleep this time was very good, and Andros now feels very energetic.

"Humph, I thought you slept to death." Hermione pouted in dissatisfaction. She was very angry now.

This guy sat next to her. She originally thought that the two of them would study together, but Andros fell asleep as soon as the class started.

And I still can’t wake up.

Whether it was calling his name or gently pushing his body, the latter remained indifferent, as if he was unconscious.

If it weren't for the soft snoring in her ears, she would have sent Andros to the school hospital.

"I don't know why. I wanted to sleep as soon as Professor Binns opened his mouth. Maybe I'm too tired." Looking at Hermione who had taken down several pages of notes, Andros felt even more embarrassed.

"Don't you think his voice sounds hypnotic?" he asked.

There must be something wrong with Professor Binns. This is not a history of magic. It is clearly hypnotism.

Such a powerful killer, how could he appear during the Battle of Hogwarts?

Maybe it's because this kind of hypnosis is an indiscriminate attack.

"Not at all. I think the history of magic is a very interesting course. Understanding the history of wizards will help me understand the wizarding world better.

And don’t you think it’s interesting to compare the history of the wizarding world after knowing the history of the Muggle world?”

Hermione pouted in dissatisfaction with Andros' attempt to quibble.

Don't think so at all

After hearing Hermione's words, Andros came to a very clear conclusion in his heart.

He had no interest in the origins of wizards.

Unless some powerful spell can be found from the history books.

Moreover, such boring and boring courses further reduced his interest in studying the history of wizards.

I can actually listen to Professor Binns' history class

Hermione, what kind of magical creature are you?

"Also, I would like to remind you that this course is tested by the final test. It is absolutely unacceptable for you to fall asleep in class like this." Hermione looked as serious as Professor McGonagall.

Come on, no one has ever failed History of Magic at Hogwarts. Wouldn't it be nice to take a quick look at this kind of thing before taking the exam?

"I promise, I won't fall asleep next time. Everyone has almost left, why don't we go to the auditorium too."

After a while, they were the only two people left in the classroom.

"Let's go." Hermione snorted.

"Well, can you lend me your notes?"

"Absolutely not, Ender, don't even think about it."

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In the end, Andros successfully borrowed Hermione's History of Magic notebooks.

Like most girls, Hermione also has a sharp-tongued character. ,

Although the girl was very angry that Andros slept in a class, she finally lent him her notes after scolding Andros.

Not only that, they also made an appointment to go to the library to study together on Wednesday morning.The two of them had the same course that day. There was no class in the morning. In the afternoon, they went to Professor Sprout's Herbology class together.

As a veteran who has studied at Hogwarts for many years, I must explain that the daily classes at Hogwarts start at nine o'clock in the morning, and each class is one hour, a total of two classes, while the afternoon class is Start at two o'clock.

Most classes were held in two consecutive classes. For example, Hermione took Potions in the morning and History of Magic just now, both of which were held from nine to eleven.

In general, their courses are not many, because there are very few things they need to learn at this age.

Of course, this is for low-level wizards who do not need to face the Owl ordinary wizard level examination or the newt ultimate wizard examination.

For those senior students, their study pressure will be extremely irritating, and some even need to take energy potions, a magic potion that can make people feel energetic quickly, but the side effects are serious.Come stay up late and study.

Especially for those Muggle wizards, if they want to stay in the wizarding world after graduation, their grades in school are a very important answer.

The wizarding world is still exclusive, and only a handful of Muggle wizards can find a job in the wizarding world every year.

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Regardless of these, the two people walked all the way to the auditorium and walked towards the long table in their own academy.

There is nothing that can be done about it. After all, it is not so convenient for many things if we are not in the same college.

Andros came to Malfoy's side. When he came in, the latter was talking and laughing with the little snakes around him.

"What are you talking about, so happy."

"Here you are, Ender. We are talking about Quidditch. Do you know Quidditch?"

I almost forgot, Xiaolong is a loyal Quidditch fan.

"A ball game played with a broomstick." Andros looked uninterested.

He had no interest in the sport.

"Absolutely. Let me tell you, my flying skills are absolutely top-notch. Once, when I was flying on the court, I almost caught up with an eagle that happened to fly through the sky." Xiaolong spat excitedly. Flying.

So, you mean, you can accelerate to 200 kilometers per hour?

Merlin didn't even dare to brag like that.

Andros had disbelief written all over his face.

Even the Firebolt, which has not yet been born, has a maximum acceleration of only 150 kilometers per hour.Draco, how dare you say that?

"Draco, what you said almost didn't mean that you almost saw the eagle." Zabini said with a sarcastic smile. He also didn't believe Malfoy's words.

"The distance between me and you when you farted is not much different from the distance between me and you now. They are both within reach of a slap in the face.

If I had stretched out my hand, I would have been able to pull a tail feather from its tail."

Hearing Zabini's question, Draco's face turned red with excitement.

"Maybe you can speed up a little bit more so you can run right into the eagle's ass."

"Ander"

There were bursts of laughter from the Slytherin table.

After the commotion subsided, Malfoy quietly poked Andros next to him.

"When shall we go to the kitchen?"

"Don't worry, wait until the curfew comes at night."

"No, I'm going on a night out on the first day of school."

"Why, you're scared?"

"Are you kidding? Just go. There are never cowards in the Malfoy family."