Bizarre adventures at Hogwarts

In fact, life at Hogwarts doesn’t have to be much better than in a regular school.

Joshua finally discovered a universal truth: no matter what country or school, there will be such an abhorrent thing as homework.

Professor Binns, who teaches the history of magic, is a ghost, and it is said that Professor Binns fell asleep in front of the fireplace in the faculty lounge and forgot to bring his body with him when he went to class the next morning, and thus became a ghost, which is estimated to be found only at Hogwarts.

Similar to his boring lectures, he also left stinky and long assignments for students.

I don’t know what the hell it is to leave homework for students on the first day of school….

Also making Joshua feel anxious was the ever-changing and commotion staircases in the school, perhaps Dumbledore found these things interesting, otherwise the teachers would have given these stairs spells to keep them from moving.

Just in the morning, Joshua encountered such a thing when he rushed to the classroom with Harry Ron.

Harry and Ron just walked into the corridor on the front foot, and the back foot of the stairs took Joshua who was still on the stairs, and the two people standing on the corridor were speechless and choked, just watching Joshua just sent to the closed door on the fourth floor, and the good thing is that the janitor Filch is also there!

“Eh… Mr… You see, I was by… I was sent here by stairs…” Joshua couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

It has already fallen into the hands of others, and before this relationship is established, he smeared a handful of into his crotch, and the stain of this life really can’t be washed….

But Filch was surprisingly good at talking, “Of course, I saw how you came over.” ”

The skinny cat he had named Lady Phyllis paced over slowly, rubbing his head on Filch’s dirty trouser leg, and if it hadn’t been for his meow, Joshua would have thought that this skinny, dark gray little thing was a magical creation like a ghost

…

“Your Gryffindor first-year students should be taking classes from this side now…” Filch even kindly showed Joshua his way to class, and then showed a big yellow tooth, “Oh, by the way, my office is on the first floor… Remember to come and play~Mr. Joestar…”

The preface is withdrawn, and this gentle Mediterranean Mr. Filch is really not a good child.

Back in the Gryffindor common room, Joshua told his two friends about it.

The senior students were still in class, and there were only first-year students in the common room, but most of them didn’t pay attention to Joshua’s conversation, just to cope with the homework left by Professor Binns, it was enough to make them irritated.

“I think you’re going to be unlucky…”

Ron subconsciously thrust his yellowed quill back and forth inside the inkwell, unaware that the ink dripped on the table.

“I used to hear Fred complain to me about Filch’s misdeeds during my vacations, as if he were one of those innocent wizards persecuted in the Middle World, and Filch often played the role of ignorant Muggles… Of course, this is also very much in line with his squib status…”

“Dumb… What is a Squib? The more he stayed with the group, the more Harry discovered his lack of knowledge. Compared to Joshua, who seemed to know a little about everything around him, he was almost like that ignorant Muggle….

Joshua had a quill in his mouth—the kind that wasn’t dipped in ink, of course—and relaxed his body on the table, his eyes wandering over the ceiling, “Well, a squib is a cannonball that doesn’t sound as the name suggests… People who were obviously born into a wizard family, but they can’t even emit a simple fluorescent flash…”

“I think you already have a general idea of the ridiculous notions of blood in the wizarding world… For wizarding families… Giving birth to a squib is simply …”

“Shame?”

Hermione, who was sitting not far away, replied to Joshua’s words, compared to the lively communication between the trio here, Hermione’s appearance of lying on the desk alone to write homework was really distressing.

“What are you talking back for? Our good student, Miss Hermione! Oh no ~ lovely Miss Granger! It’s time for you to do your homework! ”

Ron turned around and replied to Hermione with a displeased face.

This is another morning in class, Hermione’s endless raising of her hand to answer questions has added an unknown number of points to her impression in the minds of the teachers, but at the same time it also brings corresponding troubles – it seems that no one wants to go to school with the “good student of all trades” Granger.

Although the young wizards of the kingdom didn’t understand what pretense was, Hermione’s arrogance when answering questions in class really annoyed them.

Ron is one of them.

(Suddenly found that I didn’t have a saved manuscript…) The big guys ask for a little evaluation ticket flowers… ）