[HP] Neko who disappeared

When I came to Hogwarts, there was such a thing as an alarm clock. I was sat down by Mr. Ronnie on my face, and I was very entangled in my heart.

Linda just woke up. We haven’t got the timetable for the first day of class today. According to what Abigail said yesterday, we are now gathering in the common room. The prefect will take us to the auditorium, and then we will get the timetable .

I casually tied a red scarf knot on my yellow and black tie—God knows how I haven’t forgotten this, and then tied one for Linda, who looked at me with such adoring eyes that I thought she was going crazy.

Terrible……

Abigail took us all the way to the auditorium. When she came back yesterday, she had already said something about the stairs and steps, and this time she took the same path to the auditorium.

However, she also said that there are many ways to go to the auditorium, and this is the safest one. If you want to explore, you can also choose to start exploring before the gate is closed.

I will, as long as there are weekends or no classes.

The class schedule is also quite smooth, there is flying class on Thursday, and today there is transfiguration class in the morning, with Ravenclaw, herbal medicine class in the afternoon, and after the class...

Gone!

My God, there is no late self-study!There are weekends!

The British education is really thankful to the sun, no wonder your prime minister can't count elementary school multiplication cough cough.

The Transfiguration class went smoothly. I thought it was quite simple to become a needle, but what made me a little amusing was that the mysterious and mysterious "magic control" really had that feeling.

It is mysterious and unspeakable, and sometimes it is difficult to completely control it.The wood of my wand is hornbeam, which is also called Qilin wood or mulberry tree. I checked later and the main distribution is only in East Asia.

Forget it, it's very useful and has many names, and it has high medicinal value.

The wand fit perfectly in my hand, and I ended up giving Hufflepuff points for being the first Hufflepuff to turn a match into a needle.

To be honest, I'm in my twenties, and I'm embarrassed to bully an 11-year-old girl, Xiao Zhengtai...

But I am embarrassed to be happy~

Then there was herbal medicine, and Professor Sprout, who was also our dean, put us on the first day—

Brought to the greenhouse.

Seriously, are you professors just so reassuring and curious brats?Still with Gryffindor!Professor, please do me a favor. Like Professor McGonagall, let’s teach characters first, okay?

When we were in junior high school, our class was given two years of experimental classes by the physics teacher. The chemistry teacher showed us how to operate a single instrument without even touching us. Are you so confident in your students?

After I walked into the greenhouse, I was scared.

I'm sorry, Professor, I should believe that you have the absolute ability to make these brats obey.

There are so many plants in the greenhouse, so many that people feel unbelievable.But seeing those plants move, have fangs in their mouths, and possibly spray slime...

Everyone is careful, really.

Then in the first class, Professor Sprout introduced the plant next to it with a mouthful of fangs, its secretion is called the most useful trauma medicine - white fresh.

"Basically, all the baixian we use comes from this little guy. Have you seen his mucus? Through dilution, filtration, extraction and a series of methods, you can have a small bottle of baixian. Before using baixian It must be diluted, otherwise fatal damage will be done."

I sincerely apologize to the plant, sorry you have sex.

The herbal medicine class lasted for two hours, and when we went back, even though we wore protective coats, we were still covered in dirt.After a shower in the partitioned bathroom I changed into light clothes and school robes over it and went to dinner.I'm very happy that dinner is not something fried...and it's not looking up at the stars!

It's food like stew, which looks delicious.

Although it is in the UK, these stews are really delicious, the taste is not particularly strong, and the British guy [cough cough] does not have a lot of cheese flavor, and it is paired with the soft rice on the side instead of raw, let me eat it It's very tasty.

This reminds me of the freshly made scrambled eggs in the school cafeteria. I wanted them to help make tomato scrambled eggs, but the chef subconsciously grabbed a handful of cheese and prepared to scatter them...

It was so horrible that I still can't recall it.

After dinner, I decided to take a walk for a while to find a place for self-study that night. After all, I was a student again, and the magic thesis was quite interesting to write, as shown in the small papers due on Thursday assigned by Professor McGonagall. It took an hour to finish writing, and the length has exceeded a lot.

Mmm, finish the herbal ones too.

After finishing all the homework, it was about eight o'clock. After reading the history of magic tomorrow as a pastime, I sorted out the timeline. The voice of Professor Binns is said to be very hypnotic. I decided to put all my hopes on myself .

Study hard, work hard in class, and then get all O's, that is, excellent, and then try to stay in school.

In the end, I was a little surprised that Professor Binns' voice was not so hypnotic. Poor British elementary school students, have you never taken this kind of "write down everything I say" class?

This reminds me of "Kong Yiji" when I was in junior high school. It was almost every word that had to be picked out by the Chinese teacher to write down the meaning of the word in the book.

This kind of history class...is good for everything, but it's not fun.

Then my notes were snatched at the end of get out of class, what can I say about that?

There is no flying class on this Thursday, but I have two potions classes on Friday morning, which makes me a little worried—it’s not about making potions, after all, I haven’t touched anything with my hands except for the required chemistry experiment class in college flask.My concern is that the potion I'm making feels like I'm making soup.

According to "Magic Potions and Potions", the first potion the little wizard came into contact with should theoretically be the "Scabies Potion" written by Rowling, and the materials used...

All I can say is that magic is so fucking vast and profound that even a slug with tentacles can use it.

Hufflepuff's Potions class is with Ravenclaw, or we have always had a lot of classes with Ravenclaw.The two colleges get along well, but after hearing that I clean up all the papers every day, they agree that the Sorting Hat is definitely stupid.

"Why do you still call Gryffindor? It's a good thing you came to Hufflepuff, but I think you should go to Ravenclaw."

"It is somewhat inappropriate to discuss a person's determined fate according to inherent attributes."

I looked up at the boys in front of me. There were only ten Hufflepuff freshmen, five boys and five girls—but I basically didn’t remember a few of them except for one named Alan Frank. This person happens to be among them.

"I like Hufflepuff. Can't a good student be in Hufflepuff? Wasn't Mr. Diggory, who was a grade above us, the first in the previous class?"

I snorted and finished the astronomy paper in my hand.To be honest, I always feel very uncomfortable to write by hand after getting used to the computer. It feels terrible to have to revise and transcribe after writing, which directly leads to my extremely bad mood.What makes me most uncomfortable is that the empty classroom that I am used to has been stuffed with dog food today. As soon as I opened the door, I saw two seniors kissing. It is really...

Very exciting =w=

But I don’t know why I became more popular with girls after I finished beating boys. I guess it’s because I contributed papers for their reference, or maybe it’s because Mr. Ronnie has been slapped...

But these are episodes, and the rest is going to Potions—

Scabies potion, and boiled slugs with tentacles.

vomit.

The author has something to say:

The description of Bai Xian in it is nonsense, don't take it seriously

The heroine is best at potions (cooking [Hello]) and herbs, followed by transformation, there is no best dish, only relatively the best

After all, bullying an 21-year-old kid while wearing a 11-year-old skin