themonasnovels Chapter 587 At Your Age, Can You Sleep Well? !
Chapter 587 At Your Age, Can You Sleep Well? !
Chapter 587 At Your Age, Can You Sleep Well? !
The next morning, the storm finally stopped.However, the ceiling of the auditorium was still gloomy.
Professor McGonagall seemed to be involved in rush repairs last night, and looked very tired in the morning, dispiritedly distributing class schedules.
William picked up his timetable and looked at it carefully.
Good guy, I don’t know if I don’t look at it, but I’m startled when I see it.
Although I was mentally prepared, the dense schedule still made my scalp tingle.
This fifth grade OWLs year is like a high school graduation sprint class.
William's roommate Bralid, who has no eyesight, muttered in a low voice when he got the timetable:
"Mrs. Hooch's flying lesson club, will it still be held regularly?"
Professor McGonagall was already in a bad mood, and when he heard this, he became even more unhappy, and gave him a hard look.
It looked like... Bralid was asking something heinous.
To describe it more specifically, it looks like William's math teacher in his previous life.
She often takes up physical education class, and when she hears students asking 'where is the physical education teacher going', she will always be very upset.
At that time, in order to keep his physical education class from being robbed, William stuffed a love letter in the mathematics teacher's bicycle in the name of the physical education teacher.
Not long after, the physical education teacher really married the math teacher.
Also handed out wedding candy in class.
Therefore, in those few years, the physical education teacher's illness did not get better, and William never had a physical education class again.
It's a really sad story.
"What's wrong with Professor McGonagall, I think she seems a little upset." Hermione came over and sat down next to William.
"Probably because I stayed up late last night and I was in a bad mood." William explained casually, "All menopausal women are like this, and you will also..."
William suddenly shut up, and he almost uttered the death declaration.
"What's going to happen to me in the future?" Hermione's eyebrows were raised high, and her eyes were shining with a dangerous light.
"You mean... I will be like Professor McGonagall in the future, I will be grumpy... um, menopause?"
William looked helpless.
Hermione snorted, stepped on William's instep secretly, and twisted it lightly.
William pretended to be pitiful.
Hermione, however, refused to let go, glared again, and snatched away the luxurious honey sauce chicken he rolled for herself.
William watched helplessly. The Roujiamo he just took a bite of... just disappeared.
William had no choice but to re-roll himself, changed the subject, and asked with a smile, "Guess what Professor Dumbledore said to me last night?"
The girl tilted her head and didn't want to talk to him, but she still listened with her ears up.
William quickly told everything about last night.
Hermione bit a piece of chicken into her mouth, her cheeks bulged, her dimples propped up, and she said vaguely, "Tom must be looking for a Horcrux..."
"Yeah, we can go find the fourth Horcrux this semester."
That's right...the diary, the diadem, the Slytherin ring...finally there is news of the fourth Horcrux.
"Can I follow along?" Hermione hesitated.
William smiled and said, "With me here, of course.
As long as the scene where Dumbledore suddenly went crazy like last time did not appear, there is hardly much danger.
Hermione nodded vigorously, grinning happily again.
Then, William brought up Dumbledore's story about the Triwizard Tournament.
"The professor means... you can participate?" Hermione's eyes lit up.
"Why am I participating...you still don't understand what Dumbledore means." William shook his head.
"The principal is implying that a lot of people can participate."
Hermione was thoughtful, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't that bad... This is the Triwizard Tournament..."
"Cheating is a tradition in the Triwizard Tournament." William raised his hand, reached out and scratched Hermione's delicate nose, and said with a smile, "We just use the rules reasonably."
Dumbledore not only wanted to take advantage of this competition to promote exchanges with the two schools, but also wanted to cultivate the abilities of a group of young wizards.
Dumbledore has always been engaged in education, and he wants to cultivate outstanding students.
Especially with the next wizarding war... coming soon!
He certainly wouldn't have done it without William.
But as the principal said: Many students were indeed killed, and some professors were injured.
But this time, he wasn't worried.
With William at his side, what does he need to worry about? !
Just worrying...is not enough to let yourself go!
"Don't tell anyone about this beforehand," William said quickly.
Hermione nodded quickly.
At this time, several people came from a distance, Qiu, Cedric, Fred and George all came.
Cho, Fred, and George are discussing some magical way to age themselves so they can get away with it and participate in the Triwizard Tournament.
Cedric is not involved in this topic, although he is not yet an adult, but his birthday is at the end of September.
When the Triwizard Tournament began, he was of age and eligible to run for office.
Seeing William holding the timetable, Fred smirked and said:
"William, we had some ideas last year about some kind of quick-cut-school-candy.
You have to help us develop it, the potions made before have always been ineffective."
"You're right, the students will love it," Fred continued.
"Also, we just developed nosebleed nougat, as long as you eat it, your nosebleed will keep flowing.
You end up curled up into a ball, but we haven't figured out the antidote yet. "
"Why do you need skipping candies?" Hermione asked.
"Fifth grade is O.W.Ls year." George said as it should.
"so what?"
"That is to say, William and the others have to take exams endlessly, don't they?
It will take William out of date time with you. said Fred gleefully.
"Dating is more important than studying?" George said with a smile, "Of course it's dating."
Hermione blushed, glanced at William, and said seriously: "The two are not in conflict."
"Okay..." Fred shrugged.The world of Xueba is not a field he can set foot in.
"But you have to think about ordinary wizards," said George cheerfully.
"We are experienced and experienced. For O.W.Ls, half of our classmates have a little problem."
"Anyway, fifth grade is a nightmare year," Fred said seriously, "You can feel it in the first lesson."
In fact, the twins were right. The history of magic in the first class gave the little wizards in the fifth grade a big blow.
Professor Binns, who is dull and quiet, also brought up O. W． Ls exam.
He wheezed and talked for half an hour about the... 'tragedies of students who didn't pass the History of Magic' in history.
"Especially the original Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald!"
Professor Binns said nonsense:
"When he was 16, he didn't get his History of Magic certificate, so he was fired by Durmstrang!
From then on, he embarked on the road of crime and became the Dark Lord.
If he had a certificate, maybe everything would be different, maybe he would be headmaster in Durmstrang. "
Everyone realized that to become the Dark Lord... as long as you failed in the history of magic.
Professor Binns got even angrier when McLaggen asked if there were any summary history of magic notes.
"What I have said is the key points, and what I have mentioned are the test points!"
"..."
Since the teacher doesn't draw key points, everyone can only listen carefully.This kind of energy is only possessed by Xiaomeng, a new wizard who has just entered school.
But it didn't last for 15 minutes, and the students started lying on the table in rows.
No one can resist this 'sleep magic' for the soul.
Among them, Alan Harris of Ravenclaw snored the loudest.
Professor Binns angrily deducted ten points from Slytherin.
In the Transfiguration class of the second class, Professor McGonagall also spent 15 minutes emphasizing to the whole class that O. W． Importance of Ls exam.
"Without serious study and application," Professor McGonagall said seriously, "you will not pass the O.W.Ls."
"I think that as long as you put in the time and energy, there is no reason for all the students in this class not to be able to obtain the O.W.Ls certificate of Transfiguration."
Professor McGonagall's annual pass rate is still very high.At least in the forefront of Hogwarts school subjects.
Unfortunately, due to the impact of the last class, many students were sleepy.
Matthew Wakefield went too far, showing off whistling, teeth grinding and dream talking.
How could Professor McGonagall bear it? She knocked on the table and said angrily:
"How can you sleep? At your age, can you sleep?
A little promising! "
In an instant, all the students were awake, looking at Professor McGonagall tremblingly.
Professor McGonagall began to explain the Vanishing Charm.
"Today we are going to start learning the Vanishing Charm. The Vanishing Charm is simpler than the Summoning Charm that you will only practice when you reach the N.E.W.Ts level.
But it's still you O. W． In the Ls exam, the most difficult magic. "
Professor McGonagall was right, no one except William made the snail disappear until the end of the get out of class.
Everyone ignored William, and so did Professor McGonagall, telling William to stop practicing and dampening the enthusiasm of other students.
Qiu tried several times to make the snail's color very light, but in the end it still failed.
At the end of the class, Professor McGonagall asked some more points.
"I've said this question eight hundred times, and those who don't know how to raise their hands."
She looked around coldly, but no one raised their hands.
"The ones who didn't raise their hands, right?" Professor McGonagall pursed his lips, "Okay, let's talk about it!"
Elena Scarana was in a daze for two seconds before she was sure it was her.
With sympathetic eyes, she put down the fat chicken doll in her hand and stood up tremblingly.
She faltered for a long time, like Cedric with a mandrake in his mouth.
"No why don't you raise your hand?" said Professor McGonagall sternly.
Elena looked at Professor McGonagall with red eyes.
"Look at the blackboard, what am I doing? Is there a disappearing spell on my face?"
Elena suddenly burst into tears.
Mag: "..."
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(End of this chapter)