I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

Hagrid's enthusiasm is unbearable to most people.

As a half-giant, Hagrid is taller than the Hulk and has the super strength to hold down the rampaging Hippogriff with his bare hands.

Being embraced warmly by him, the bones of ordinary people would be shattered to pieces.

Professor Flitwick, who was next to John, was startled when he saw Hagrid's excitement.

Poor Professor Flitwick, as he has a short and flexible body, is the last person who should not be touched by Hagrid.

"Professor Sprout, Professor Flitwick." John did not forget to greet the other two deans.

Professor Sprout was Head of Hufflepuff's original Herbology professor, but now takes a back seat, occasionally providing some help to Neville when he needs it.

She spent most of her time working in the Hogwarts sheds.

Thanks to some of the systems in the magical country, she, a master of herbal medicine with rich educational experience, can enjoy her life.

During her free time, she also sorted out a new cultivation method for mandrake, which was published in a herbal medicine magazine and made great achievements. It also allowed the low-yielding mandrake to increase its yield.

In recognition of her honor, the International Academy of Magical Science and Technology awarded her the Order of Flamel.

The group in the Potions Department had proposed more than once that Professor Sprout should continue to shine in the herbology industry.

After all, the biggest beneficiaries of the progress in herbal medicine are the potion masters.

At least they didn't have to beat themselves to death because of the mandrake stock.

Those potion masters were disowned. I heard that one student even got into a fight with the teacher because of the ownership of the last mandrake.

Even Slughorn, who has retired, is constantly being invited.

It is said that he was so scared that he hid in a newly developed swamp in the Magic Kingdom and became a hermit.

John seriously suspected that the reason why the pleasure-seeking old man ended his career as principal prematurely was probably related to the potion masters who were short of manpower.

Sprout smiled with kind eyes. She looked at John and felt a sense of pride that her child had become a great person.

Professor Flitwick was discussing the use of magic spells with John, and he complained: "There is obviously a best example, but when I explain it to them, they can't explain it."

Teachers like to use examples of outstanding students.

Only Flitwick could not speak.

Everyone knows that the most outstanding student at Hogwarts is the Witch King, but few people know how uninvolved the Witch King is in class.

Most of John's magic was learned by himself in the library, and even Flitwick didn't feel that he had taught John.

Even the basic levitation spell was learned by John before class.

This kind of resentment is not only felt by Flitwick, but also by other teachers.

The worst thing is the alchemy professor, whose classes are rarely attended.

Because alchemy is a profound knowledge, many wizards who have graduated for many years cannot figure it out.

But ever since a Witch King emerged, it has become the most popular elective course at Hogwarts.

Even though it can only be taken as an elective in sixth grade, it still cannot stop the enthusiasm of those children.

But the problem is that the alchemy professor never taught John at all.

From beginning to end, John never attended the class.

Yes, the Witch King was so willful when he was in school, only taking electives and not attending classes.

Because in the later period, John basically didn't need to go to class. The only class he took on time was Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures, purely because he was the only student there.

Even as a professor of alchemy, he still consulted John most of the time.

Even Professor Rune is the same.

That was Nico Flamel's personal disciple, the greatest alchemist after the greatest alchemist.

They are just professors. How can you teach such people?

Even some of the Rune Professor's textbooks were translated by John.

Whenever they see the innocent eyes of those immature children, hoping that they can tell some stories about the Witch King's lessons, their consciences aches.

Because those things mentioned were all taken from Lockhart's books.

Just a story, no truth at all.

The only person in the entire Hogwarts who survived was probably Firenze, the centaur who studied divination.

Whoever gave the Witch King the title of prophet was taken away by another divination professor.

And Professor Trelawney also became the elder of the Magic Divination Pavilion after her resignation.

Firenze doesn’t know whether he made a profit or a loss this time.

The sorting ceremony begins at Hogwarts.

John also saw Neville appear.

He was walking in with a group of children.

The children were warm and dry because Neville had dried them.

Neville was stunned for a moment when he saw John.

But this wasn't the first time he was sorted into different schools, and he started lining up the children in an orderly manner.

The Sorting Hat was invited.

John saw the spider web hanging on the brim of the Sorting Hat, and there was a hardworking spider working on it.

His eyes were deep and he said to himself: "Why is it dirty again?"

The Sorting Hat is proud of the patina he has raised for more than ten years and the newly harvested spider web decoration.

Suddenly, it felt a chill coming over it.

It felt like a student who had cast a cleaning spell on himself in the principal's office many years ago.

It was also that year that all the accumulated stains of a thousand years were washed away.

The Sorting Hat didn't want to experience that kind of pain again.

Neville cleared his throat and began to pronounce the name: "Alfred Allen."

A shy boy walked up. Neville held a hat in one hand and put it on the boy's head.

Almost without thinking, the Sorting Hat called out to the house it was in, "Gryffindor!"

Alfred, who was sorted into Gryffindor, walked over amidst the cheers of Gryffindor, and Alice Malfoy of Slytherin snorted in disdain.

There were no incidents in the sorting ceremony, and there were no fights.

After the sorting is over, there is the famous "Kang Chi Kuang Chi Kuang Eat" session.

Delicious delicacies appear from the table, and various foods are displayed in magical magic.

John looked at the Starry Sky Faction who appeared in front of him, and he fell into silence.

Was it on purpose or by accident?

There is a strange light in the eyes of the fish head inside.

John silently pushed Pie toward Professor Flitwick.

Flitwick felt warm in his heart. Look, although this child is not from Ravenclaw, he still has me as the Charms Professor.

So he warmly recommended delicious food to John.

For example, this one, Mapo Tofu Ice Cream.

This is a popular delicacy in Hogsmeade.

The last time the administrator Filch ate a bucket in one go, he had diarrhea for a whole day.

"John, try it."

"No, no, you better eat it."

John said that it’s fine as long as it comes from your heart, and you really don’t need to be too enthusiastic.

Unable to stand up to Flitwick, the warm-hearted dean, John had to silently push the Mapo tofu ice cream to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall remained calm and pushed it to Snape again.

Snape thought for a moment and pushed the thing to the strange professor next door.

Wait, strange professor?

Stella, who had been watching the professors pulling to the limit, fell into deep thought.

When did Hogwarts have such a professor?

When the meal was over, Professor McGonagall had one last word.

To sum it up, Professor Howlett is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and is in charge of this year's course.

This made Stella dumbfounded.

He originally thought that the person who gave him nightmares was the professor. Could it be that his prayers worked?

Thanks to the great Witch King.

No, what does the one sitting on top do?

Stella felt like she didn't have enough brain again.

"In addition," Professor McGonagall said, "This is the new advisor, Mr. Wick. If you have anything you don't understand, you can consult Mr. Wick."

Advisor?

Is there a place like this at Hogwarts?

The students watched the young professor stand up and say hello with a smile.

Maybe not a bad thing.

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