Hufflepuff never works overtime

Chapter 36 first lesson

The first time she stepped into the classroom, Faise noticed the figure sitting in the first row. The long brown curly hair completely covered the other person's thin shoulders, and her little head turned occasionally as the pages were turned.

Ah, it looks like I'm about to miss my appointment...

Faith said apologetically to Miriam beside her, "I'm sorry, I may not be able to sit in the back row with you."

"Why?" Tarsila asked a little puzzled.

"Is it because of that child?" Milian noticed the back of the other party who never took her eyes off the moment she entered the classroom, and asked curiously, "Is she that Gryffindor?"

"Hmm." Faith looked at Hermione who was sitting alone in the middle of the first row and nodded. Since this class was a public class for Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, there were only a few scattered people around her, but The back row of the classroom was already packed, "She has already reserved a seat for me."

"It's okay, then go with her and don't care about us."

Tarsila, who was ignored by the two, puffed up her cheeks and said unhappily, "What kind of riddles are you two playing!"

"Face can't be with me anymore, what about you? Do you still want to sit in the front row?" Miriam directly skipped the other party's question and asked instead.

"Ah...then it's not impossible for me to accompany you." Tarsila pretended to think for less than two seconds, and immediately agreed. She had already started looking around to see if there were any 'good positions' left.

Seeing that her dormmates didn't seem to mind, Faise breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll go there first, and you don't have to wait for me after class, you just go first."

"Well, I wish you good luck," Milian watched with some sympathy as the other party walked towards the first row with heavy steps, and suddenly remembered something, reached out and grabbed Faise's sleeve, took out a bag from her satchel and handed it to her. past.

"By the way, you probably haven't had lunch yet. I took a hamburger from the table just in case at noon."

"Thank you." Faith returned a grateful look, put the burger in her pocket and walked towards Hermione.

"Who is that guy?" Tasila dragged Miriam to sit down on the seat she just snatched, and looked curiously at the first row, seeing Faise chatting with a girl with a red hood, He asked a little puzzled, "Isn't she from our academy?"

"She is the strange Gryffindor you mentioned at noon today. If there is no accident, she is still a very good friend with Orest." Miriam sat in a corner as she wished, stretched out A big lazy waist.

"Ugh?!"

Tarsila's face turned pale instantly, "Then I said bad things about her friend in front of her, so why don't you remind me when you know it!"

"I can't help it..." Miriam played with her red hair with her fingers, "I can't stop you from speaking out loud. But Orest has a good temper, so he probably won't give birth to you." Be angry, if you care about it, explain it to her later, and apologize to that Gryffindor, she will definitely not hold grudges."

"Okay..." Tarsila buried her head in her arms and sighed deeply.

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"Should I be glad you're not sitting on the podium?"

Faith sat next to Hermione, noticing the surprised look in her eyes, she joked with a smile.

"Then you have to make a fool of yourself with me," Hermione looked at the other party with a smile, "Why are you here so late, did you get lost in school?"

"Hmm, thanks to my roommate for bringing me here, I didn't even have time to eat..."

Faith touched her swollen belly, and just about to take out the hamburger Milion handed her from her pocket, when Hermione's hand appeared in front of her eyes, holding a paper bag in her hand.

"Here you are," Hermione shook the bag in her hand a little proudly, "I happened to see your favorite scones at noon, and you never showed up, so I brought some by the way, and I was going to give you some For afternoon tea, it seems that the timing is just right now. Ah, but I didn’t add chocolate sauce for you, otherwise it would be inconvenient to carry with you.”

Faith felt a warm feeling in her heart when she heard the other person's words, and an unconcealable smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, "Thank you, Hermione."

She seemed to be able to see the little lion sitting in the auditorium at noon, looking at Hufflepuff's long table from time to time.

Seeing the sweet smile on the other party's face, Hermione couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, she rubbed her nose with her hand embarrassingly, "Hurry up, you can't eat in front of the professor after class starts, Otherwise it would be impolite."

"No problem, watch me and I solve it."

Faith couldn't wait to open the paper bag, and the sweet scent entered her nose, making her swallow unconsciously.

"Speaking of which, when I came to the classroom today, there was a very strange thing,"

"Huh?" Faith said while enjoying her late lunch.

"I saw a few people who came earlier than me, but for some reason they were all sitting in the last second row..."

Hermione frowned in confusion, and asked curiously with her face up, "Face, do you think the teacher will make a class demonstration in the back row?"

"Give it up, Hermione,"

Faith swallowed the scones in her mouth, and expressed helplessness to the question from the top student, "I'm afraid you won't be able to understand the charm of that seat in your life, but I guarantee that the seat you choose must be the one closest to the teacher. It's gone."

"Okay." Miss Granger shrugged her shoulders indifferently, glanced at Faise beside her who was trying to keep the scone crumbs from falling on her robe, took out a water bottle from her small satchel and put it At the other party's table, he continued his third "preview" of "History of Magic".

As it was approaching the class time, people rushed into the classroom from time to time, but the seats in the first row were never filled.

After the bell officially rang at two o'clock.

"Class." An old man with a long goatee and a serious face announced in a voice without a trace of emotion.

The students below were all silent, most of them were shocked by the opponent's unique way of appearance - he passed through the blackboard behind him and appeared directly at the edge of the podium, and a few students had already entered the sleep state.

"Our History of Magic teacher turned out to be a ghost..." Faith murmured.

"Professor McGonagall turned into a cat in the morning class, and I don't know what kind of spell she uses, which is really cool."

Hermione straightened her sitting posture, fixed her eyes on the professor on the podium, and prepared to make a good first impression on her new teacher.

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The author's words:

It is found that adding paragraphs to the previous chapters may cause a mismatch between posts...

Let’s adjust slowly, anyway, keeping updated is the most important thing~

If there are major changes in the previous chapters, the author will have something to say about it later. There should be only a few chapters where the main plot will be changed for the sake of reading experience.

Chapter 37

Taking History of Magic as your first class at Hogwarts is really not a good idea.

Faith secretly complained in her heart, she listened to those familiar words jumping into her brain, randomly combining and tossing among them, and then being squeezed out by the following words without leaving any trace.

The History of Magic teacher seemed as uninterested in his students as they were in his class, and he simply mentioned his name at the beginning of the class—Bins Cuthbert, He opened the textbook and read the contents in his inorganic voice.

"Face, where are your textbooks?"

Hermione glanced at the other party with some puzzlement. On her table were only the water bottle and the leftover paper bag she had just given her. With her head resting on her arm, Faith was half lying on the table, her eyes staring blankly at the other party. She was looking at the blackboard—even though there was nothing written on it, and she didn't even wear her glasses.

Faith, who had just had lunch, felt as if a sleeping spell had been cast on her whole body. She felt her head being supported by her arms getting heavier and heavier, and she could still hear Professor Binns's lawn mower working like the wife next door. sound - boring and noisy.

"Hermione," Faith yawned quietly, her water-green eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist, she tugged on the other's sleeve and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Of course, do you want to share the textbooks with me?" Hermione still stared at the professor who was lecturing on the podium, although judging from the stiff expression on the other side, it was impossible for him to make eye contact with her, she replied softly .

"Of course not. Unless that knowledge can seep into my brain while I'm sleeping, I don't think I'll need it for this class—or maybe not even this semester, except for exams."

"Well, if you're sure you can finish it in a week at the end of term..."

Apparently, this was not the first time for Miss Granger to hear a friend's laziness declaration. She even tried to save this 'lost lamb' when she was in elementary school, but the other party's nonsensical remarks made the little lion speechless.

"Don't worry, I will definitely tie you by my side at the end of my term, my Miss Know-It-All."

Faise let out a chuckle, which resulted in a disapproving look from Hermione.

"Old rules, I'll leave it to you." Faise tried her best to maintain the last bit of sanity, and after telling the other party, she rested her head on her elbow beautifully, and fell asleep to discuss the deep meaning of magic with Merlin.

"But this is the first History of Magic class?"

Hermione turned her head helplessly as the only response to her was the other party's nonsense ravings.

"Faye?"

The other party had already fallen into a sound sleep, her body undulating slightly with her steady breathing, and her blond hair was scattered on her back, as if covering herself with a thin blanket.

Hermione glanced at the professor on the podium with some unease. The other party was still reading the contents of the textbook with his unchanging tone, although she also felt that this class was a bit boring and disturbing compared with the previous ones. I was disappointed, but felt that it was not good for Faise to sleep in the first row so carelessly.

But when Hermione looked around the entire classroom, she found that there were not many students with their eyes open, and they kept their textbooks upright on the desk to block their figure, while a few were arrogant like Like Faith, she didn't even bother to cover up.

Well... it seems that I am worrying too much.

Affected by the atmosphere of the entire classroom, even she couldn't control herself, and secretly yawned.

Hermione realized in an instant that she couldn't be seduced by the Sandman. She took a deep breath, shook the sleepy man out of her head, and turned her gaze to the professor again.

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"get out of class."

If you want to use a sentence as a wake-up alarm clock, then 'get out of class is over' is undoubtedly the most friendly one for students.

The classroom, which was still lifeless just now, suddenly glowed with vitality. Since the afternoon class was over, the students took their "pillows" or "bunkers" back into their schoolbags without haste, and left the classroom in groups of three and four.

Miss Granger seemed to be inherently resistant to Professor Binns' hypnotic sound waves, and she almost became the only one who stayed awake through the entire History of Magic section.

If you observe carefully enough, you can still see that the textbook on her desk is full of knowledge points. God knows how she was able to grasp the key points from Professor Binns' class. Maybe this is the special function of Xueba.

"Shall I borrow a book from the library first?"

Faise turned her neck that had become a little stiff after lying on the ground for more than an hour, "Okay, I just happen to have some information that I want to look up."

Fortunately, the library is not far from the History of Magic classroom. Although the two of them were mentally prepared, the moment they walked in, they were still shocked by its huge space and astonishing collection of books.

Hermione borrowed a book about transfiguration, and she seemed very interested in the cat-changing magic demonstrated by Professor McGonagall on the podium, but to her surprise, Faith borrowed a copy of "The Lie of Memory: A Forgotten The Prevention and Removal of All Empty.

For the convenience of chatting, the two moved their positions to the atrium on the first floor. As long as the intimate young couples hidden in every corner are ignored, this place can be regarded as a good place to study.

"Did the two scones just now not fill you up?"

Hermione watched Faise take out another bag from her pocket with some strangeness, which contained a squashed hamburger, and the other party handed her the borrowed book, as if she was going to get rid of it first .

"Actually, I'm quite full." The cold meatloaf and soft bread didn't seem very appetizing, but Faith didn't know if there was a magic spell that could be used to heat food, but even if there was , she would not want to learn now, and at this time she missed the benefits of having a rabbi by her side.

"But it was brought to me by my roommate, so I can't live up to his good intentions."

Faith tried to get rid of it quickly, chewing on the dry burger in her mouth, she kind of wanted to have a cold chocolate milkshake, and she heard from Tarsila that the Hufflepuff common room would also provide milk tea, so today she You can give it a try when you get back tonight.

"If you don't want to eat and force yourself, you will be the one who suffers from overeating in the end..." Hermione thought it was a little cute to see the other party eating like a little hamster, but eating like this, I don't know when it will all be resolved.

"I wish I had known that you ate the hamburger first in class, why didn't you tell me that your roommate has already brought you lunch..."

"How can this work?" Because her mouth was stuffed to the brim, it took Faise a while to swallow the choking mouthful. She first thumped her chest and took a moment to retort, " You also brought me something to eat..."

"But I don't mind if you finish eating it. Besides, it's not worth the loss because of this kind of thing?"

"But that's your wish," Faith said naturally, "I know you may not care, but I do care if I treat it properly."

Hearing what the other person said, Hermione bit her lower lip lightly, her slender eyebrows couldn't help but raised up, her eyes narrowed into a line with a smile.

"And! Scones can never be let down!"

Chapter 38

It was rare for them to have what they wanted to read today. The two of them sat side by side on the bench with a thick magic book on their laps, carefully studying the contents.

Minimal chatter occasionally drifted into their ears, but it didn't bother the two who had nothing else to do.

This scene made many passing students look sideways, not only because some of the first-year students recognized one of them, it was Miss Hermione Granger who made a big splash on the first day of class-her name had already It was praised by the deans of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.

There are more senior students, who are unbelievable about this rare sight in a hundred years. You must know that the hoods of these two little ones are red and yellow, which represent their identities—one is Gryffindor Many, one is Hufflepuff.

"I just said it was a mistake to use that shitty hat in Sorting, bookish Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs? That's ridiculous... hope it stops sorting Muggle-born wizards into Slytherins, then Makes me feel like the air in the common room is stale."

"That's great, the two children are very cute."

Compared with Slytherin who was in a joke mood and Ravenclaw who was indifferent, Hufflepuff's fellow students liked it very much.

You must know that Hufflepuff was defeated by Slytherin in the Quidditch match last year, and was crushed by Ravenclaw in the final exam. He lost to Gryffindor in the Academy Cup and finally won the semi-finals. ...

Even though there was a second-year student named Cedric last year who was quite good, but he alone is still not enough to change the loose status of most Hufflepuffs, who keep four chasing three every year.

Although it is impossible for me to work hard, but seeing the little badger who is still motivated, as a senior, I must support it.

As for Gryffindor?

They are all in the stadium and the professors' offices, and reading and rules can never be an obstacle to stop their curiosity.

The two little guys who didn't know that they had become new talking points were still competing with books.

Faith took off her glasses and rubbed her sore eyes. She felt that she had overestimated her comprehension ability, or that she had underestimated the depth of the Hogwarts books. The contents in them were obviously not her own. First-year students can grasp it.