The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

Erwin took off the sorting hat resentfully, this guy actually cheated.

It's like trying to have a good argument with the other party, but being blocked directly, it's really depressing.

The long-running sorting ceremony had obviously exhausted everyone's enthusiasm, so that when new members were welcomed again, the Gryffindor table was only filled with sparse applause.

Only the Weasley twins, and the dark-skinned boy next to them, gave Erwin the most sincere welcome, they should be the kind of troublesome students who used to give the teacher a headache, and thought Erwin was their kind .

After saying hello to them, Erwin looked towards the teacher's seat, and there were surprisingly few people there, less than 20 at full count.

That is to say, basically a faculty member is responsible for a course alone, and the working ability of the professors is really amazing.

The white-bearded old man sitting in the very center is Albus Dumbledore. It is impossible for Erwin not to know the headmaster of Hogwarts until now.

Dumbledore stood up and announced the start of the banquet. Erwin watched all kinds of tableware appear on the empty table, followed by sumptuous food, "Cool." He shrugged.

Now even if he sees any unbelievable sights, he will not have any emotional fluctuations. It seems that it is just a teleportation spell. Now that he has come to Hogwarts, he will learn this spell one day.

All kinds of meat, potatoes.Carrots and tomatoes are a very British meal. In a wizarding society where magic exists, the value of ordinary food should be relatively low, so Hogwarts meals are likely to exceed any school in the world.The little wizards ate happily, and they were really hungry.

Hermione was chatting with the other girls assigned to Gryffindor, while Harry Potter was whispering to the youngest Weasley.It is really difficult for Erwin's mind to integrate into the social atmosphere of children of this age, so he is more interested in a gray-and-white man at the dinner table, which is a ghost.

The ghost called himself Sir Nicholas, and the Weasley twins called him "Almost Headless Nick". muscle.

"Will all ghosts remain as they were when they died?" Erwin asked habitually.

Nick was a little uneasy, "Almost." He replied dryly.

"Then can you still use magic now?"

"Of course not." Sir Nicholas suddenly became irritable. "I don't even have a body, and I can't hold a wand. How can I use magic again?"

Erwin didn't care about his attitude.Since ghosts have no ability to use magic, does that mean that magic is not stored in the soul?

He seems to be one step closer to the correct answer.

After everyone finished eating, the remaining food on the plate disappeared slowly, and then dessert appeared. Erwin suddenly wanted to see if stepping on these plates would be teleported to the kitchen, but he immediately gave up. this ridiculous idea.

The dessert also disappeared. Professor Dumbledore stood up and announced several prohibitions. The forest area outside the school and the corridor on the right of the fourth floor were forbidden for any students to enter. At the same time, the administrator Filch asked not to use magic in the corridor between classes.

The students sang the school song together again, and then the opening banquet was officially over.

Percy took the Gryffindor freshmen to the college dormitory. On the way, Erwin found that there were portraits hanging in many places in the school. The characters in the portraits were all movable. Wizards seemed to dislike completely still pictures.All the illustrations in Erwin's textbooks are dynamic pictures that are played repeatedly, and these portraits look more advanced. The characters in them actually have certain thinking and memory skills, and they can even greet Percy proactively.

Erwin noticed a Victorian lady running into a nearby landscape painting.

If the world in each painting is connected to each other, then these paintings and the characters in the paintings may constitute a simple and primitive surveillance network.

Erwin kept it in mind.

Percy led them to the end of a hallway where hung a portrait of a very voluptuous woman in pink.

"Password?" she asked.

"Dragon scum," said Percy.

The portrait wobbled away, revealing a doorway.

Access control and dormitory auntie, standard equipment in student dormitories.

Inside is the Gryffindor common room, filled with upholstered armchairs, and up the stairs are the dormitories for all grades.

"Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Ron Weasley, Harry Potter." Percy read the names to a list, "You live in the first dormitory, and the other boys live in the second , The luggage has been put in for you."

It didn't matter that he wasn't in the same dormitory as the Boy Who Lived, and Erwin's attention to Harry Potter didn't mean he needed to befriend the 11-year-old right away.

The bedroom is very spacious, and Erwin feels the effect of the traceless stretching spell.The other three boys were soon going to bed, but instead he opened the trunk and pulled out the locker.

Of course the things are still there, Erwin took out his small silver pistol, and it is foreseeable that this thing will be better than his wand in battle for a long time in the future.

After hesitating for a while, he still put the pistol in the bedside table. Although he didn't seem to need to worry about safety in this school, he was still a little flustered if he didn't carry this weapon with him. Because of the environment, or the sequelae left after the last attack.

A round face protruded from the bed beside him, "Aren't you going to bed yet? There's class tomorrow morning." Neville asked timidly.

"Well," Erwin responded, "Pack up your things."

"Then I'll go to bed first, good night." Neville yawned.

"Good night."

The bedroom fell silent again.

Erwin pulled out another basic current-measuring set from the locker, which he had brought from the physics lab at Clayton University on purpose.He pressed the switch and saw that the pointer on the ammeter did not move at all.

Sure enough, even the conduction of electric currents was forbidden in this school, as if Marduk had absolutely no belief that firearms could hurt him, since he could forbid the non-magic-involved combustion reactions around him.Any laws of physics are but magic dough, left to knead.

It was already certain that all electrical appliances would not work at Hogwarts, and the satellite phone in his box would be a piece of scrap iron in the next few months.

Erwin put the suitcase away, lay on the bed, and closed his eyes.

The development game called Hogwarts officially started.

……

The first week of classes are Transfiguration, Charms, History of Magic, Astronomy, Herbology, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Potions.Erwin has been paying attention to Harry Potter silently, and found that the boy has no outstanding performance. His learning ability is better than that of his friend Ron Weasley, but it is only at the upper-middle level.

This is also normal, there are many late bloomers, or maybe Harry's talent is only reflected in the ability to resist the death curse.

But Erwin couldn't help himself, because he found that the teaching method of Hogwarts was very different from what he had imagined. Except for the history of magic and astronomy, almost all courses had the same teaching process, that is, Professor Talk about the principle, and then let the students practice repeatedly, and the teaching progress is quite slow.

Children from wizarding families basically never went to primary school before coming to Hogwarts, and children from Muggle families are very unfamiliar with magic, so this is actually a teaching method suitable for all students, but for outstanding students, such as Erwin As far as Hermione is concerned, their learning speed is much faster than teaching speed.Hermione really enjoys the feeling of being a top student, and she is happy to teach other students. Although she will not get gratitude at all, she doesn't care.Erwin, on the other hand, thought it was a waste of time.

In the third transformation class, he completed what he was going to learn today within 5 minutes, changing the material of the teacup lid from ceramic to wood.Professor McGonagall praised him, and then Irwin's next words surprised McGonagall, "Can I go, Professor?"

"Go? Where are you going?" Professor McGonagall rolled his eyes.

"I think I can dismiss get out of class."

"It's impossible for me to let you go," Professor McGonagall was a little annoyed. "This is against the rules. You can help other students now. If you do this, I will give Gryffindor points."

"Hermione is enough." Erwin glanced at Miss Nutria. She was confidently telling the two girls the points to pay attention to when swinging the wand when transforming, completely unaware of the other's weird eyes. "You won't let me leave, so can you teach me the content of the next class now?" Erwin asked again.

"Mr. Frost." Professor McGonagall's face became serious, "Hogwarts' teaching philosophy is fair and just, and I cannot give you this privilege."

fair and just?Erwin couldn't refute for a while.

But he didn't want to give up and continue to try in this area. After the spell class in the afternoon, he followed Professor Flitwick into his office, and performed all the spells in "Standard Spells, Beginner" in front of the professor, starting from the first chapter. From the Ignition Curse to the Unlocking Curse at the end, all of them were cast once.

Professor Flitwick's eyes lit up. This professor with a mustache was short in stature, and Erwin suspected that he had some goblin blood. "Have you discovered a new way of learning spells?" Flitwick asked.

Erwin nodded.

"Very good, very good." Flitvier praised again and again, "I think you should be the youngest one in history. Although it is only the most basic spell, it is really rare to be able to discover the essence of the spell. I want to give Extra points for Gryffindor..."

"That, Professor..."

"I know what you're thinking," Professor Flitwick interrupted him, "You come directly to the second-year Charms class, um, it won't work, the time will conflict with your other classes..."

"I can teach myself."

"Are you sure? Oh, I shouldn't question an outstanding student." Professor Flitwick pointed at the bookshelf behind him with his wand, and immediately a thick-covered book flew into his hand, and he handed it to Erwin, "This is the standard mantra for the second grade. As your professor, I must be responsible to you. From now on, I will come to my office every Friday afternoon, and I will check your learning results and arrange the next stage of study for you." Task."

"Understood." Erwin smiled.

Looks like I'm really a better fit for Ravenclaw?On the way back, he thought to himself that outstanding people get more learning opportunities to develop their talents. This is the real educational fairness.