HP Hogwarts, a piece of daily life

Lin An glanced at Drake strangely.

Based on her understanding of Draco, the other party was definitely not caring for a Muggle girl, but the emphasis was on the previous sentence - he wanted to mock this red-haired mediocrity.

But this time Draco was right.

It's been too long, and she can't remember some details clearly. She only vaguely remembers that Ron and Hermione did have a quarrel at the beginning.

Perhaps this is one of those times.

After all the Gryffindor students had left and the Slytherin students sat down, Professor Flitwick quickly got into the mood again and began to explain new spells to them.

By the time the class was over, Lin An had already forgotten the small conflicts between poor students and excellent students.

At this moment she asked: "Professor, I heard that the auditorium needs some magical arrangements. I wonder if we Slytherins can help?"

"Oh! Oh!" The little Professor Flitwick was inexplicably surprised. He has been teaching at Hogwarts for so many years, and no student has ever been so active!

So he stomped his feet happily, and the stack of books on the bottom shook again, and Lin An's heart was pounding when he read it.

Fortunately, the books under my feet finally stabilized firmly, and Professor Flitwick's answer quickly followed:

"Of course, of course. The part of Slytherin House, is it okay to leave it to you?"

This is like doing blackboard newspapers at school. Students must be given some opportunities for extracurricular practice. Otherwise, how can there be any motivation to write papers and classroom exercises every day?

Lin An responded with one gulp.

There were no other classes in the afternoon, so she took the students directly to the auditorium, pointing to the ceiling with shining candles floating here and the long table for eating:

"I know you can't do a lot of transfiguration well. It doesn't matter. Start small. For example, what kind of carved silver spoon do you want? Or what kind of pattern should be on the cup for drinking black tea? If it doesn't work , may be willing to provide me with ideas for candles."

"Tonight is an opportunity to show the achievements of our Slytherin to the teachers and students of the school. Show off your aesthetic vision and ability."

After getting along with each other for this period of time, she has already discovered: Slytherin is like this.

Sure enough, Draco and Pansy looked at each other, both of them disliked each other, and they were already full of fighting spirit.

"Don't worry, Gryffindor's golden red stupid lion color scheme is definitely not as noble and gorgeous as ours."

But it's also really hard work.

The little wizard's magic power is indeed not enough, not even supple enough.To be honest, Lin An, the organizer, was exhausted physically and mentally after an afternoon of work.

They always come up.

Sometimes it's the weird carvings on the silver spoons, and sometimes it's the black teapot that was supposed to be printed with rose patterns and starts to dance on tiptoe.

I don't even know where the spell went wrong, so I almost ignited the long curtain by the window.

Lin An didn't do anything all afternoon, but was cleaning up the mess while instructing everyone in the spell practice.

Raising kids is hard.

She sighed, she couldn't understand why she was so motivated to take care of her children now that she only wanted to fish when she went to work... Could it be that she was really infected by the big guy?

It was probably because this group of children looked at her with shining eyes and reverence, and the way they obeyed her words, it was really unbearable to be a salted fish.

But no matter how hard it was, in the end, the entire auditorium was still set up.

If you look at the auditorium as a whole, the teachers have also spent a lot of thought——

1000 bats fluttered across the walls and ceiling, and another 1000 bats, like low dark clouds, circled and danced above the dining table, making the candle flames in the pumpkin belly flicker. (original)

In fact, bats are not that scary at all.

Lin An picked up one and took a closer look. They were round and chubby, with two cute little fangs.

There is still a layer of soft fluff on their bodies. Considering that they are still blind, they can only be located by sound waves...

Ouch, more and more weak, pitiful and cute!

She let go.

It's really hard not to like magic bats or something.

Hmm... Maybe it's because I'm thinking more like a witch?