Diverging through HP

All the seniors who had no class in the morning stayed in the common room to wait for this group of little snakes who had just arrived, and escorted them to the classroom.

Julie and Perry came not too early or too late, but considering the first day of class, many of the lazy little snakes at home were late, and when they arrived, the faces of the seniors were all black. Yes, separated the late snakes to lower their voices and threatened them severely before letting them go.

On the way, he was stopped by Peeves to throw a water polo, and the seniors were very experienced in pulling out their wands and throwing spells.

"Peves is the most mischievous ghost in the school. We will escort you from being pranked in the first month. After one month, you will have to rely on yourself." While talking, there was a Gryffindor on the opposite stairs. Graders were thrown paper balls and screamed and hid everywhere.

"Let's go." Everyone watched coldly as the first grader stumbled and fell and after Peeves left, a tall senior nodded to indicate that he could go.

Julie, on the other hand, turned her head and glanced at a senior with short brown hair who had just put away her wand.

The first class is the Transfiguration class. Professor McGonagall explained the method and origin of the Transfiguration spell in the first half of the class, and began to practice gestures in the second half of the class. At this time, Harry and Ron were late... After more than half a class...

"Maybe I can turn you into pocket watches so you'll be on time next time?"

"We got lost..." Ron lowered his head and answered in a low voice.

"Then it becomes a map!" As soon as Professor McGonagall finished speaking, the whole class laughed: "You don't need a map when you get back to your seat, do you?"

The two dejected little lions obediently returned to their seats to receive private tutoring from Professor McGonagall.

The first-year courses are still very easy. In the morning, there are two consecutive Transfiguration classes and one Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which are basically based on theory. In the afternoon, there are History of Magic and Fantastic Creatures classes.After finishing, each went back to the dormitory to do homework, to do homework, to clean up the dormitory, to do their own work, and then it was dinner time.

On the second day, there was flying class. Mr. Malfoy kept talking about the plane and hang glider that he escaped the Muggles on a broom during the time from the lounge to the dining hall. The senior seniors laughed and said nothing. , a girl named Pansy was very supportive, and she screamed in a low voice when it came to thrilling scenes.

Julie poked Perry and asked in a low voice, "Have you ever ridden a broomstick?"

Perry shook his head and said, "My family is in the Muggle world, so I can't ride a broomstick, and my mother doesn't allow it, she thinks it's not safe."

The breakfast delivery was a catastrophe. You can't expect every owl to be a qualified postman, and you can't count on the high-altitude parabolic accuracy. Basically, everyone's food is destroyed before they eat anything. up.

Little Mr. Malfoy received a large bag of candy, and he grabbed a few handfuls of candy to share with his friends in a showy manner. His little head was raised high, and Julie almost talked a lot to remind him to remember to watch the road when he walked.

"Look, Longbottom has received a remembrall." Just as Julie was concentrating on opening the mail, Mr. Malfoy, who couldn't be less present, went to tease Gryffindor.

The first and second-year-old snakes looked up to see the excitement, and all the third-grade and above turned to look at the prefects, and Julie also turned her head, but heard a clang, which was the sound of a fork being used to scratch a plate.

"Let's go after dinner."

"The Potions professor is our head of Slytherin. He is a very strict professor. Lateness is not allowed in his class. Of course, I hope you will not do anything that will force the professor to deduct points." Finally, he glanced at Draco Malfoy meaningfully.

It seems that this prefect has sharp eyesight, and he can see Mr. Draco Malfoy's trouble-making ability at a glance!

The Potions classroom was in the cellar, and the surrounding walls were filled with specimens, making it eerie.

With a sound of "touch", Professor Snape in a black robe walked in quickly, and Julie heard a few Gryffindors beside him describe Professor Snape as a big bat.

"You have come here to learn the delicate science and exacting art of potion-making," he began, his voice barely above a whisper, but every word caught him.Like Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape has the intimidating power to bring order to the classroom with little effort. "Many of you won't believe it's magic, as there's no foolish wand waving here. I don't expect you to really appreciate the beauty of that simmering cauldron with its white smoke and fragrance, You don't really understand the liquid that flows into people's veins, the magical power that makes people's hearts swell and their minds blurred...I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death-but there must be one thing, that is, you are not Just the kind of dumbass fools I've come across all the time."

The next thing is that every original article must make things difficult for colleagues. Harry still didn’t answer, and he still talked back or deducted points as usual. The cauldron is burned!

"I got stabbed in the hand by a porcupine quill." Miss Hiddleston has been vulnerable to injuries since her previous life, even if she squatted down to buckle her shoelaces, her skin would be broken.

"Then you go to the infirmary with Mr. Longbottom, you should join the slugs!" Professor Snape turned around, and his robe was lifted up and swept across the faces of Julie and Neville Longbottom. It smells bad.

Neville Longbottom was crying and dragged upstairs to the medical room by Julie. The two got lost once, and were finally taken to the medical room by the fat monk.

Julie's injury was treated very well. A bottle of potion would almost heal her. Neville Longbottom was a little more troublesome and had to stay in the medical room.

"The color is a bit off...Professor Snape's face can be compared to ink." Returning to class, Julie still made a scabies potion, but the color was a little bit off. She was not deducted points but got one. D, was ridiculed for a while by the young Slytherins from several pure-blood families.

"Don't be sad, just be more careful next time." Perry comforted Julie. Her medicine was not the best, but she probably got an A because she didn't get injured halfway.

Julie nodded, planning to get her points back no matter what.

Afternoon was flying class, let Perry say that Julie didn't wear skirts and wizard robes to death, changed into tracksuits and planned to go out, but was pulled back to say something and then reluctantly agreed to put on robes.

"Even if we're only 11 years old, we still have to pay attention to our privacy. Wearing a skirt and riding a broom? It's not uncomfortable if you don't talk about it and get rid of your ass?"

Mrs. Hooch is a yellow-eyed woman with short gray hair who looks scary at you, like a hawk.

"Okay, stand to the left of the broom and say 'Get up'!"