From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Although William had been dizzy by this crown, it was a great news among the students.

And the firsts of all grades naturally became the victims of the crown event, just as people have been staring at the top chess players after the appearance of the Alpha Dog. It is of course a hot topic about the crown and the top students who can achieve good results. .

‘Isn’t it just the number one in grade, you can’t give up the number one position after I get the crown? ’

This kind of remarks are spread among the students-after all, the thing about the crown only appeared in the legend before, but it is true today.

Unfortunately, Miss Hermione Granger became the one who was most involved in this turmoil-after all, she was of Muggle origin, with good grades, and still the savior's little partner, and she was not pleased with her temper.

It is the professor who guards this kind of students who are likely to welcome bullying on campus, not to mention that there is a dean in Hogwarts who personally discriminated against.

Of course, this Muggle-born first heard a lot of comments about himself when he went to the bathroom, and it was quite unfriendly.

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"Ha, I see what Granger will do from now on, first in grade-can she compare to Ravenclaw's crown?"

"That is, looking at her, I can’t wait to put people on the professor’s face every day, ‘Professor, I will do this!’ ‘Professor, I have reviewed it!’"

The woman who spoke was talented in imitating, she spoke vividly in Hermione's voice, causing the girls around to laugh.

"So, what's the use? How can Muggle wisdom compare to inherited magic? A crown is not to crush that pesky Granger, can she compare wisdom to Ravenclaw? ?"

This topic is not very easy to answer, except for Slytherin, very few people dare to publicly support the pedigree theory in school.

Taking this opportunity, Hermione quickly came out of the cubicle and continued to quickly pass the chirping girls with her arrogant expression, leaving the criticism and those guys behind.

But unlike the previous criticisms, this discussion really made her a little worried-even if she was confident that she would not dare to compete with the legendary Ravenclaw.

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"Miss Granger?"

Professor McGonagall's voice is still very oppressive even if it is a bit harsh, so that the noisy students around him dare not say anything at will.

At the same time, the voice awakened Hermione who was in a daze. She looked at the beetle on her desk in surprise. The bug that should have turned into a very beautiful button is now very miserable-it was stabbed to death by the magic wand. Up.

‘They are laughing at me again! ’

This thought came to Hermione's mind, and she used her magic wand to click the beetle in a panic, and this time the beetle successfully turned into a button.

"Miss Granger, what we are reviewing is the transformation of living bodies, turning dead objects into buttons. The first-year students can already do it."

Professor McGonagall said softly, but it fell in Hermione's ears as much as a heavy hammer.

"Okay, be quiet!"

The professor raised his voice slightly, and then assigned her a beetle again.

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"Miss Granger, you stay for a while."

When Hermione didn't know how to end a class, Professor McGonagall's voice rang from the podium.

"You go first, don't wait for me."

She quickly charged to the two friends.

There was a big problem in class, and she was reprimanded by the professor after the class-she really didn't have the courage to let her friends hear those reprimands.

Fortunately, the two boys hadn't noticed anything wrong, they just found an excuse in class and lied to them. Now they are discussing Quidditch stupidly.

"Miss Granger, your condition today is not very good."

Professor McGonagall's words were straightforward, and Hermione couldn't help but lower her head-it was the first time she was criticized by a professor for grades.

"It's because of the crown, right?"

To Hermione's expectation, the professor said her most worried thing in one sentence.

"Go to Professor William, just say I want you to go to him."

Without any criticism, Professor McGonagall said this to her without a thought.

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‘Calm down, what are you thinking? ’

Hermione shook her head quickly, and threw the mess of the day from her mind. ‘As long as you pass the exam, you will get the chance to see the crown! ’

She silently cheered herself on, trying to get rid of all the effects of that **** crown from her mind.

She still knows a few Ravenclaw students-compared to Gryffindor, Ravenclaw students with excellent grades are more popular.

Professor William’s promise of the first opportunity to use the crown for OWLs. She has heard from the Ravenclaw senior students, but that is a little too far away from her, but it’s different now. Professor McGonagall’s recommendation makes She got a chance for an assessment.

‘Seriously, Professor McGonagall may have specially asked for this opportunity for you, otherwise, how come you won’t be able to turn to other students! ’

She scanned the questions more seriously than the final exam.

‘Well, this is easy. ’

‘This is interesting. ’

‘This, can you ask questions like this? ’

…

While doing it, Hermione, who was already at ease, slowed down, and the rustling quill's voice was intermittent, as if there was no ink.

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‘The first grade of the second grade is so solid? ’

William, who had been looking at Transfiguration, stopped listening to the accompaniment. He glanced at the test paper from a distance and was taken aback--for the three grades he was in charge of, he could achieve this level of second-grade questions. Perhaps Percy is the only one.

Not so great, right? Percy is at the level of twelve certificates! There are only a few students who have achieved this score over the years. If this child is not accidental, I am afraid at least ten certificates!

But with Percy in front of the jade, William is not too surprised, the first grade is always beyond the ordinary.

‘But what does it matter? This paper is the first in the special test-isn't Nancy also the first level? Should we cry or we should cry. ’

William silently gave himself a compliment-Hogwarts has learned masters all the year round, but learns less about God. When he wrote the question, he followed the record set by Dumbledore in the past, not to mention this kid. It was Percy who came to test William and was confident that he would pass the test for the first time.

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'This question,' Hermione got stuck in half of the paper, and was stunned-the newly renamed Self-Defense Magic Course was originally her shortcoming. This year's Professor Lockhart changed a new textbook, even if it was She worked hard to teach herself, and now she is still stuck on tricky questions.

‘Don’t panic, calm down, calm down, skip to the next question,’ she recalled the so-called cheats for coping with exam problems that she had never used in the past.

As a result, the next question is more difficult.

‘Next one! ’

She cheered herself up, and then was stumped by the completely transcendental question-even if a professor took the class seriously, this question couldn't be done easily.

"This question...I still don't know..."

Although in theory she should look at the next question, her vision is blurred.

"What's the use-after wearing the crown, doesn't she have to go to second place obediently?"

The girl's voice rang repeatedly in her ears, and the problem that could not be dealt with at all began to impact her lacrimal glands.

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"Fuck."

The sudden sound broke the long silence, and William, who had been struggling with a magic demonstration for a long time, was awakened from his contemplation.

"Da da da."

The sound of water dripping on the parchment was connected together fast enough, and William looked up in surprise and looked at the girl who was doing the problem next to him—it shouldn't be the case. The fifth-grade freshman is also a red eye, and the second-grader is not. Should the reaction be so intense?

You didn't cry when you jumped on the train last time. All the way through magic control, you can't speak and you are very energetic. All the way you can't wait to curse, what's the situation today?

"Woo..."

The obvious cry of tears frightened William, and he hurriedly stood up, without the slowness of the beginning.

"Don't cry, don't cry..." He lowered his voice, "If there is something to say, if there is something to say, the paper is difficult to study hard. I told you that the fifth grade students did not pass this at first. They are all in the fifth grade. It's okay if they can't do it. Don't do that.

William decisively betrayed his students-there is a contrast between people, and after hearing that others are also unlucky, his unlucky things will not be so painful.

‘No, I saw you were very strong last time,’ William began to reflect, ‘I should give her the first grade test paper, the second grade seems to be too difficult. ’

When he meets disobedient, some of his tricks are, but he cries if he doesn’t agree with him. He really has no good way to do it. Students in the fifth grade and above are more face-saving than each, and it is impossible to cry like this. He is still the number one. Deal with it this time.

‘What kind of science and engineering are you studying in a university? I knew that if I wanted to be a teacher, I should go to a normal school. The students should be more coordinated! ’

He complained to himself like that, and pulled out a new towel from his box that was not unpacked-the school distributed a lot of them at once.

"Wipe, girl, it's useless to cry, don't you know how to cry? I took a glance, and the paper has passed. You have to know that most of the fifth grade students fail on this topic—"

"I am number one in grade!"

Probably it was the nerve that this contrast stung, and the crying girl was finally willing to communicate with William.

‘I’m completely ashamed of crying for being such a few firsts. If I’m a good fifth grader, I will coax myself well. ’

But this obviously couldn't be said in person-finally he stopped a bit, and William still wanted to keep his eardrums.

"Wipe your tears, this paper will be a good pass." William waved his magic wand to make another hot chocolate-anyway, no matter what others said, he thought it worked best when he was frustrated.

‘Professor McGonagall is also true-this child has been so suffocated, and asked her to come over to suppress her temper, so troublesome? ’

William refused to admit that his papers could make people cry like this. He began to wonder what Professor McGonagall would do to send the child over—it didn’t seem to be the reason for the child to come over for the test.

"Let's talk about it. Although I am taking a course in defense skills, I have a lot of other preparations. What happened today and how did I feel wronged?"

William showed a kind smile-when Azkaban, he often used this smile to calm disputes, and the stories he told later are now useless.

"Nothing, Professor."

"It's not very pleasant to get along with other students?"

William was guessing-whether the first grader would get along with others in particular, or he would not, very extreme, it would be no problem to lean over here.

"No."

This answer is a guilty conscience.

"Look forward, girl, at least you have two good friends, don't you?"

William himself felt a little pain when he said this-‘so good that you hate me with just a few words. ’

"Geniuses are always lonely, and the same is true for gifted students. Don't worry about it, or just ignore it. You are the first in grade. Bullying on campus will never happen, at most isolation, but you do. Are you two good friends?"

The change in expression is not obvious-it doesn't look like this.

"There is a problem with your studies? Don't be too high-minded. It is already great to learn some new knowledge in advance. Don't put too much burden on yourself. It is not unreasonable for the school to be divided into seven years. You can't think of the second grade and divide the seven years old. After learning things, Dumbledore has been studying for seven years, can you still think of graduating earlier than the principal?"

William shook his fingers. "Don't think about it, kid, unless you change to the principal, like McGonagall—cough."

William changed his mouth in time—it’s just a joke about Professor McGonagall kicking Dumbledore off. It’s too irrational to tell a student. He was in a state of verbal promise for a raise. If it's gone, it's really gone.

“It’s impossible to graduate early anyway. The second-year level wants to eat all the things for seven years. You have to know that some professors in the castle haven’t mastered part of the courses. For example, I—my divination class is almost idiotic. ."

William was not polite since he was black-anyway, as far as he knew, most of the professors in this castle were not good at divination, even professors of divination.

This thing is not enough, he has no pressure at all, and he is not ashamed to admit it in public.

These words successfully coaxed the crying students--a professor who dared to burst out his embarrassment was a good relief to any student.

‘It’s okay if you smile, it’s really tiring to coax the child. ’

"Okay, take a good look at the paper to see what's wrong. You will have to take the exam in the higher grades in the future, so you can't take it away. But here, congratulations, you passed."

William rarely cheered her up~www.readwn.com~ passed? professor? Can I see that crown? "

The word pass in exchange for a series of rhetorical questions.

‘You said it earlier! It depends on the crown, Dumbledore’s troubles, how about spending so much time coaxing the children? ’

William was choked with the words he had prepared-he soon thought of the influence of the crown on top students.

‘Professor McGonagall, too, let me agree if you ask me to agree. It's a roundabout way. This means that the school did not swallow the crown? ’

"Go to the principal's office, Miss Granger, because of Professor McGonagall's recommendation, you passed the special exam, can you contact and see what Principal Dumbledore said."

William very easily said the most comforting words at the moment-‘Bear boy sent you to you, principal, I don’t care! ’

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