A bizarre adventure at Hogwarts

【Are you sure?】 】

The system asked.

【OK…. Bar…]

Joshua’s tone was a little uncertain.

Closing the notebook, Joshua locked the notebook back into the box, and then a fierce man threw himself on his large bed.

[The evil connotated in this notebook should be side-eyed even by this system… To be honest, if the “Tom Riddle” inside is willing to sink his heart and pass on what he has learned all his life, maybe the person he has cultivated… Will be better than you… Use this notebook a lot… You may fall into evil ways…]

[No, it’s like he doesn’t teach and educate people at will, I have confidence in myself.] 】

Joshua’s head was stuffed in the pillow and he replied lightly. There is no appearance of being provoked.

System Jun also knew that his host was a lazy person, and continued: [The original intention of making this notebook was an experiment that Voldemort did for his own immortal plan, of course, he would not teach people casually. ] 】

[But if… The Tom Riddle inside is thinking quietly, wanting to obtain an eternal flesh… It’s inevitable that he will use some strange way to confuse you… Absorb your essence and nutrients… What if you are shaded by a small notebook at that time? 】

[No… Rest assured! I’m not an adolescent girl like Ginny, I need a bosom big brother to enlighten life, and I should fart what Tom Riddle said. 】

But you don’t really think that he only confuses you with words, do you?] Some black magic is unimaginable! 】

[Isn’t there still you?] I have a system who am I afraid of? 】

Joshua seemed very unconcerned.

【Big brother! I’m just a tool! The person who uses it is you! The goldfinger that does everything is the on-the-go grandfather! Not a system for opening gold mines! 】

System Jun was speechless.

[Then it proves that I am no more than that… The protagonists who fail the cannon are not good protagonists. 】

[Especially in our upgraded and hot-blooded novels, the protagonist can not pry his sister, and can be hung and abused at will in the early stage… ] The protagonist must have a firm ideal and eternal belief, no matter what kind of setbacks can not shake his golden spirit…]

“But…”

The handwriting of the system’s reply stopped talking.

Joshua smiled contemptuously.

【How?】 Are you so unconfident about your host? Although I’m not a big trolls in the world… But dealing with these guys who are worse than my thinking, I don’t think I will lose to anyone… Not to mention being brainwashed…]

The implication is that Joshua even feels that with his own oral life, he can carry out the transmission of xiao activities in the country.

[But… I wondered if this is not a sand sculpture novel? You are the protagonist of this sand sculpture… You have a problem with this positioning! 】

The system’s answer was slightly serious, choking Joshua a lot.

[You fucking sand sculpture system! ] I am such an upright person! 】

The system booed, but Joshua was too lazy to talk to it anymore, turned around to find a comfortable angle, and fell asleep in an instant…

See Joshua who goes, and the system no longer says anything.

The next day, classes went on as usual, and nothing happened that the professor took leave and the students didn’t have to go to class.

On the first day of herbal medicine, I learned one thing, mandrakes in infancy, each student had to learn to change pots for these vegetative people with fangs, and as a result, after a sweaty herbal lesson, every student became a little clay man, and Joshua was no exception, with an indescribable earthy smell on his body, which made people wonder if those little guys had pulled Xiang in the soil…

However, the herbology class was only the beginning, and after the students hurriedly cleaned their bodies of the earthy smell, they hurried to Professor McGonagall’s Transfiguration classroom.

The strict lady did not relax the students’ studies because of the excitement of the first school starters, and she even deliberately aggravated the content of the class, forcing the students who had spent a summer vacation at home to turn the beetles into buttons.

“Gryffindor plus ten.”

After looking at the extremely beautiful buttons that Hermione conjured, Professor McGonagall made a very succinct comment, feeling that the combination of the two of them could be maliciously brushed up….

While eating, Harry casually asked Hermione beside him.

“What class in the afternoon?”

“Defense Against the Dark Arts.” Hermione said right away.

“Hey,” Ron said in amazement, scratching her class schedule, “why did you circle Lockhart’s classes in a heart shape?” There’s nothing good about that guy either, right? ”

Hermione snapped back the class schedule and blushed in annoyance.

Joshua, who was sitting opposite, instantly turned very bad, and Harry shook Ron’s arm with his hand with an unhappy face, and Ron instantly knew that he had lost his words, and he bowed his head and did not dare to look at Joshua.

Joshua smiled and said, “Don’t look at me like that, I won’t be angry because of a handsome guy who is simply handsome… Wouldn’t that make me look tasteless? ”

Hermione also guessed Joshua’s ghost mind and pouted at him, “When you read all those books of Professor Lockhart, you will know what kind of glorious person the professor is!” ”

As a result, it wasn’t just Joshua, but basically the entire column of male creatures sitting at the table rolled their eyes.

After they finished eating, they walked to the cloud-shrouded courtyard.

Hermione sat down and read Traveling with Vampires again, while Harry and Ron stood and talked about Quidditch for a while.

Joshua stretched, but felt someone watching his side closely.

He looked up and saw a very skinny grey-haired boy staring at Harry in fascination.

“Hey… Harry! Your fans! ”

Harry subconsciously turned his head and saw the boy holding something in his hand, much like an ordinary Muggle camera. As soon as Harry looked at him, the boy’s face immediately turned red.

“You… Hello, Harry? I’m – my name is Colin Creevey. He said breathlessly, taking a timid step forward.

“I’m in Gryffindor too. Do you think — can I — I can take a picture of you?” He raised the camera expectantly.

Harry remembered his number one fanatic Dobby, and shook his head at that time: “But, I refuse!” ”

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