I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

In the auditorium at noon, almost everyone was talking about "Professor Snape added 381 points to Gryffindor".

After all, Professor Snape is the Head of Slytherin. After all, Slytherin has been at odds with Gryffindor since the establishment of Slytherin House. After all, Professor Snape gave Gryffindor a penalty in Potions class. It's as fanatical and natural as wizards love Quidditch.

"Is Snape crazy? After adding 381 points, he actually gave Gryffindor points?" Fred sat in front of Ron and didn't even look at the steak on the table.

"He must have been hit by a confusion curse, or Professor Moody used the Imperius Curse." George sat down on the other side of Ron.

"No, no! You are too naive. Not to mention the confusion spell, even if Snape is hit by Avada Kedavra, he will not give Gryffindor points." Lee Jordan said while trying to hold back his laughter.

Fred pointed at Ron, "Tell me, who did it? Who asked Snape to give points to Gryffindor? Was it Hermione? Or Harry - I guessed it was Harry, because I didn't See him. If he was poisoned and died in Potions class, Professor Snape would be happy and willing to give us extra points."

"I guess it's Hermione, that's the only possibility." George said, looking around, "It's crazy. Your fourth graders in Potions class were surrounded by students asking questions as soon as they entered the auditorium..."

"But we are guarding our dear brother but there is no answer. Say it, say it quickly! Ron." Fred stood up anxiously.

"...You didn't let me speak at all." Ron looked aggrieved. "Of course it's not us. Even if we take 100 years of Potions class, Snape can't give us 300 points..."

"That's..." George suddenly realized.

"You know who..." Ron shrugged, a smile on his face.

"Oh my god, it's him! I guess it's him... Come on, give me money, five Sickles." Fred shouted to George and Lee Jordan.

"Don't mention Zhang Chun's name like the mysterious man." Hermione squeezed in and sat across from them.She had just escaped a bunch of Hufflepuffs.

"Where's Harry?" Ron asked.

"Surrounded by members of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, asking questions like you," Hermione pointed at the twins.

"...Have you heard?" Angelina squeezed in with a smile on her face, "In the principal's office, Principal Phineas Nigellus (the only Hogwarts principal who was born in Slytherin) The portrait is going crazy in every painting, and he wants to find Snape desperately!"

"381 points! You must know that Harry in the first grade only got 60 points for protecting the Sorcerer's Stone." Hermione said, her expression seemed like she still couldn't believe it.

"I've been in school for so many years and I haven't given Gryffindor so many points." George sighed.

"If you don't deduct points, it's already an extraordinary performance." Ron said.

"This is a conspiracy!!" Fred said as he counted the silver coins in his hands (everyone looked at him in surprise), "Snape wants to burst the hourglass of Gryffindor credits."

The whole table was filled with laughter.

"By the way, where is Zhang Chun? Why didn't I see him?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"What a ghost!" Ron looked surprised, "Do you know where he went?"

"……where?"

"Library! He asked me to bring him some cakes for lunch. He plans to stay there all afternoon and read." Ron spread his hands and showed an expression of disbelief.

The people at the table also showed puzzled expressions.

"You mean he went to the library? And he wanted to read there..." Lee Jordan squinted his eyes, looking at Ron suspiciously as if an Auror was examining a case.

"Didn't he run to his dormitory after class? I don't think he even knew where the library door opened." Fred also said.

"...and he stayed in the Owlery all night last night." Hermione murmured, looking at the ceiling.

"All night!! Didn't you sleep?"

"What's he doing in the Owlery?"

"Is this...is this a joke?"

Everyone was talking nonsense.

"Zhang Chun has changed!" Hermione stood up and said to everyone resolutely. "At first, I always felt that Zhang Chun was weird, but he was not keen on studying, as if he was here for a trip. Today, from my first glance When I first met him, I felt like he had changed."

"Changed? What do you mean? Why didn't I see it?" Ron looked up at her.

"His eyes are very serious. I feel like he has a goal..." Hermione answered.

Everyone looked at each other and said nothing.

"Come on, Hermione!" said Ron, "you're almost ready to teach Divination."

Hermione ignored him and raised her head as if thinking about something.After a while, she grabbed a plate full of cake on the dining table, turned around and walked out.

"Where are you going..." Ron stood up.

"Didn't he ask you to bring lunch? I'll go..." Hermione walked away without looking back.

At the same time, the library

Zhang Chun was sitting in the reading area of ​​the library, with several books piled on the table that he had taken from various bookcases.

"Hey!" Zhang Chun punched the table, his face full of frustration.

Mrs. Pince, the librarian in the distance, gave him a dissatisfied look.

After receiving the 56 negative emotion points contributed by Mrs. Pingsi, Zhang Chun raised his head and smiled at her to apologize, then lowered his head and started worrying about the book.

"Reading all the books in the Western magical world... that's easy to say. It's been 10 minutes, and I haven't even finished reading the first page of this first book..." Zhang Chun muttered in a low voice.

"That's because you are stupid." The little white snake came out of his coat pocket and said coldly.

"They are all in ancient Latin, okay? I can barely read English. But the really profound magic books and transformation spells are all in ancient Latin. I read them as if they were reading from heaven."

"Sisi" the little white snake spit out the letter.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Chun didn't understand what Teacher Bai said.

"Well, it's nothing... What I'm thinking is, what's wrong with ancient Latin? I can't finish learning it..." Little White Snake said, crawling along Zhang Chun's arm to the table, stretching his head to read the words on the book.

"That's easy to say!" Zhang Chun's angry eyebrows furrowed, "It's like asking you to recognize oracle bone inscriptions, official script, etc., do you know how to do it?"

"Haha..." Little White Snake sneered, "I'm sorry! Cangjie, who coined the word, is one of the descendant chiefs of my Jiuli tribe. If it's based on seniority, he should call me old aunt. 1000 years after I entered the Ziwei Sect, the oracle bone inscriptions It was just born, and as for the official script you mentioned, it is considered a residual script for me."

……

Zhang Chun was dumbfounded.

This time it hit the muzzle of the gun.

I casually said something about Oracle, but I didn't expect that Teacher Bai didn't like "modern writing" like Oracle at all.

"I remember that when I was traveling around the world, I studied ancient Egyptian and ancient Babylonian in my free time. As for the later ancient Greek, I also recognized a few..." Little White Snake continued.

"Wait, wait! Have you ever been to ancient Egypt?" Zhang Chun's eyes widened.