The next morning, Huo Fa woke up at the first glimmer of dawn. It was ironic. He was not a good student in his previous life, and his grades were mediocre in school. He was the kind of person who could put in 5% of his effort into studying, but not 6%. He could get 80%, but he would definitely not bother to get 90%.
But after coming to Hogwarts, he was unexpectedly motivated to study.
Was it because he was curious about magic?
That was not the case. It was because World War II was coming, unless he could hide in America or Australia before World War II started. Otherwise, it was not safe to go anywhere on this planet.
Especially Europe, it was simply too dangerous.
Running away was not a solution that Hoffa liked, so his only choice was to study magic well before the war, and strive to have some means of protecting himself in the future of bullets. As for how much this means, Hoffa felt that he had to at least finish exploring Hogwarts, then get a second great divinity, and gather the spell fragments. As for the rest, it was all just a bonus.
There was an extra class schedule on the bedside table. Hoffa picked it up and looked at it.
There were only two classes on Monday.
Magic spells and Transfiguration.
The first class was Magic spells, and also a class where the freshmen of each school met their respective deans. Students from other schools did not attend together.
The second class was Transfiguration with the freshmen of the other three schools.
Hoffa still remembered that Harry and Ron were often late. Because of the changing environment of Hogwarts, he did not want to be late. So he got up when his other roommates were still lazing in bed.
Ravenclaw's public washroom was on the east side of the dormitory. It was shared by both men and women, and was a very clean place. It was divided into three floors. The top floor was for the heads of prefectures, and the bottom floor was for ordinary students. There were blue or green tiles everywhere, and there were rows of water faucets carved with eagle heads.
Hoffa bought a toothbrush, but forgot to bring a cup. Because when he was in London, he felt that a cup took up too much space, and he only had one bag, so he did not buy one.
He habitually followed some of the thinking from his previous life, and felt that it was the same to use his hands to cup water.
Therefore, he brushed his teeth sparsely. After brushing his teeth, he stuck his head under the water pipe.
When he raised his head with his cheeks puffed up, he saw the person he didn't want to see the most in the mirror.
That's right, she had also woken up early. She was holding a cup and various small things. She wore a blue star-dotted dressing gown and stood behind Hoffa like a female ghost.
When she saw that Hoffa only had a toothbrush and used his hands to catch the water, her face was filled with disgust. It was as if he was constipated in the morning.
Hoffa thought that it was really Murphy's Law. The more you don't want to see someone, the more you see that person. Now that there were only the two of them in the bathroom, it was extremely awkward.
Aglaia muttered in disgust, "Barbarian."
Hoffa suppressed the urge to take out his magic wand and turn him into a crow. He spat out some mouthwash, washed his face, and strode out of the bathroom.
At this moment, he swore that no matter how the other party provoked him, he would not say a word to this girl.
After washing up, Hoffa waited for a while in the common room.
The students gradually woke up and left the room with their friends, chatting and laughing.
Hoffa did not wait for Miranda to come down. He thought that maybe she had woken up earlier than him. So he went to the hall's dining hall. But he still did not see Miranda at Ravenclaw's table.
Maybe she had already gone to the classroom, Hoffa thought as he ate his oatmeal. She woke up early.
Breakfast in Hogwarts was quite like a buffet in a hotel. It was sumptuous and tasted good.
The only problem was that humans were not the only ones eating.
Halfway through breakfast, a large group of owls suddenly flew down from the skylight of the castle for no apparent reason. They brought letters and items and came to find each other's owners.
Some of the little wizards were very good at controlling their owls. Some of the little wizards (especially the girls) spoiled their owls too much, causing their owls to wander around the communal plates.
When Hoffa fished out a feather from the milk oatmeal, he lost his appetite and hurriedly packed up and left. He was afraid that if he did not leave now, he would experience the legendary scene of birds flying in the sky.
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In his previous life, when Hoffa was in elementary school, middle school, and high school, he was taught by the teachers. But here, the little wizards had to learn to go to different classrooms.
After breakfast, Huo Fa followed the seniors and passed through several corridors before he found the classroom for the Magic Spell class.
When he arrived at the classroom, there was no one in the room. In front of the wall that was filled with ancient spells, there was a huge clock that was ticking non-stop.
Hoffa scratched his head and felt that there was still a lot of time left. So he walked out of the classroom and wanted to take the opportunity to explore the other areas of the school.
He opened his system panel.
Current Hidden Territory
[Hogwarts School of Magic]
Current Exploration Progress: 0.1%
One in a thousand. Hoffa was shocked. Yesterday, he ran to Pyrolyte Lake, the hall, Ravenclaw Tower. And today's classroom.
And the exploration progress was only one in a thousand! How big was this school?
Comparing it to King's Cross Station where he could get a reward for running a few steps, Hoffa thought that he would not be able to get a second Great Divinity Knowledge this year.
After visiting a few classrooms, the exploration progress did not change at all. This place was too insignificant for Hogwarts. Moreover, when he walked into a room that stored many unknown animal bones and specimens, an old man in a long robe pushed Hoffa away.
"You are not old enough to take magical biology classes. Go away, go away!"
After being chased away, Hoffa sat back in the magic classroom, thinking that his mission to find the Illusion Spell had to be put on the agenda.
It would be a fool's dream to explore the magic school without being invisible. There were many places that new students were forbidden to explore.
Principal Amando was so strict, and he did not have the halo of a savior to protect him. If he was discovered for his wanton exploration, he would be detained in school.
After a while, the people in the classroom arrived one after another.
A group of children gathered together, chattering excitedly. They held their wands and compared them to each other, trying to find out the secrets of each other's wands.
Hoffa placed his wand flat on his knees. When someone asked him, he kindly said that the core of his wand was made of unicorn hair. They would not be able to take it apart anyway.
The hubbub lasted for five minutes. Hoffa kept his eyes on the large clock in the middle of the classroom.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.
The clock turned once every second to 12.
The hour hand turned to 9.
The moment the hour hand turned to 9.
* Clack! *
The door was pushed open.
An old man in a bronze robe stepped precisely on time and pushed open the door to the classroom. It was the vice-principal, Adbe Ghoshak.
After entering the classroom, he waved his wand and the door slammed shut. The noise in the classroom suddenly stopped. The crowd did not dare to breathe.
Looking at the old professor's stern and harsh face, Hoffa suddenly thought of the dean 50 years later, the short Professor Flick. He was also the dean of Ravenclaw. But he was much cuter.
Ghoshak stood in the middle of the classroom with his hands behind his back. He took a deep breath and glanced at the new students with his gray eyes.
"One person is missing. No one is here."
The students of Ravenclaw looked at each other. Hoffa felt that something was wrong.
He looked around.
He realized that Miranda was not in the classroom.
She was late? Was this really okay …
Seeing that no one spoke, Professor Ghoshak took out a piece of parchment and started to call out names.
"Aglaia Moises!"
"Here," the blue-eyed girl replied calmly.
"Esmeera."
"Here!"
"Antonio Coren."
"Here!"
"Hoffa Bach."
Hoffa quickly replied. "Here!"
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After calling out a dozen names, the old man glanced around and said, "Miranda Ghoshak."
No one answered.
Everyone in the classroom lowered their heads. Hoffa felt a little embarrassed at this moment.
Many people knew that Miranda was his granddaughter. This guy really did not give face to his grandfather!
Ghoshak's vice-principal was experienced. He put down the parchment and said slowly, "First day late, Ravenclaw will deduct 50 points."
Gasp! All the students sucked in a breath of cold air.
50 points. Deducting 50 points on the first day of class. Was this guy really the dean of Ravenclaw?!
Professor Ghoshak asked again, "Who was the closest to her in the dormitory?"
The silver-haired girl, Aglaia, slowly raised her hand among the students with their heads lowered.
Ghoshak said, "She knew that she was in class but didn't call her classmates. Ravenclaw will deduct another 20 points!"
The surrounding students all opened their mouths wide.
Hoffa was shocked. This old man was even more ruthless than Snape. At least Snape deducted points from Gryffindor. But this old man deducted points from his own students and even punished them.
Aglaia was anxious. "I didn't call her? I called her. She didn't want to come to your class. What does that have to do with me! I can't drag her up … "
But the old man did not give Aglaia a chance to explain.
After deducting points, he waved his wand and all the pages in their books flipped open automatically.
"Magic incantations are precise knowledge. Unlike magic potions and transformations, they are ancient sorcerers' skills passed down by word of mouth. Those who are not strict and wise cannot master them. Use your heart to feel the magic. Use your mind to control the incantation, not your tongue … "
Hoffa glanced at Aglaia and saw her hugging her arms angrily. She was extremely depressed. Even though the academy had inexplicably lost 70 points, Huo Fa was secretly pleased to see this fellow suffer a setback.
The old man lectured at length in class. Hoffa took out his quill and took notes like the others. If there was one good thing about an adult soul, it would be that he knew how to be humble.
In the field of magic, he was a novice.
Halfway through the class, Miranda still had not arrived. Hoffa felt that he knew nothing about this new friend of his. Perhaps under her gentle appearance, there was a rebellious heart.
The first class did not give Hoffa a chance to experiment with his wand. Because this class was a theory class, the main focus was on syllables and movements.
In addition, Ghoshak was very strict. Everyone could only watch him cast all kinds of incantations and did not dare to casually try.
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…
After the magic incantations class was the transformations class. Transformations class was a public class that was taught by all four academies. Hoffa was full of anticipation for this class.
Dumbledore was the only one who had the opportunity to teach in person. In a few years, when this great wizard became the headmaster, only Harry Potter would enjoy this privilege.
Huo Fa's pace quickened as he thought of this.
Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded in his ear.
"Dumbledore's class, I'm really looking forward to it!"
Hoffa turned his head. Great! It turned out to be Miranda.
She was hugging a stack of books and suddenly appeared beside Hoffa, as if she had teleported here by Mirage.
Her smooth black hair was a little messy today, like a chicken coop. There were also two bags under her eyes, as if she had not slept enough.
Had she been sleeping the whole morning?
The surrounding Ravenclaw students glared at Miranda, their eyes spitting fire.
Aglaia had already pulled out her wand with a gloomy expression.
She took a step forward, the murderous intent in her eyes almost piercing through Miranda.
Seeing that a catfight was about to begin, Hoffa quickly pushed Miranda to the side of the corridor. He said in a low voice:
"You're crazy, yesterday you told me not to go against your grandpa in class! Now look, 70 points were deducted from Ravenclaw in the first class, 50 points for you, 20 points for Aglaia.
！”
Miranda's eyes widened, "Even Aglaia was deducted?"
"Because she didn't drag you up!" Hoffa said in a low voice, "Hey, next time you sleep in, at least come sleep in class!"
Miranda spread her hands.
"Tsk, these people are really nervous, they can just earn back the points deducted, what's the big deal? Besides, the School Championship Competition can't be eaten, what's the point of fighting over it? "
After saying that, she pushed open the door to the corridor very easily.
However, the corridor in front of them had unknowingly turned into the door to a washroom.
The previous corridor was nowhere to be seen, just as Hoffa and Miranda were talking, the terrain here had completely changed.
Huo Fa was dumbfounded. He didn't know what was going on, but he didn't want to be late for Dumbledore's first class and leave a bad impression on him.
Miranda's expression was also a little serious, she asked Hoffa, "What day is it today?"
Hoffa's face darkened, "Monday, you must be sleepy."
"Oh no, Monday, these damn magic corridors. Quick, follow me! "Miranda pulled Hoffa and ran into the washroom in front of them.
She counted left and right in the washroom, then pushed open the third row of toilets, revealing a deep tunnel below.
It was a secret passage!
Miranda waved to Hoffa, "Come in!"
Hoffa didn't know how Miranda knew about such a hidden secret passage, but now he had no choice but to jump into the secret passage with her.
After entering, Hoffa began to slide, this secret passage was as smooth as a kindergarten slide, the two of them, one in front and one behind, slid faster and faster.
After a slide, Hoffa bumped into Miranda's robe, and the two rolled into a ball.
Fortunately, it was dark and he couldn't see anything, Hoffa didn't know what he bumped into, in short, he hurriedly tidied himself up, his face a little red.
Miranda said, "Flickering fluorescent light."
She whispered, and her wand flashed. They were standing in a stone tunnel.
"Follow me."
Miranda calmly led Hoffa through the secret passage quickly.
After ten minutes, they finally got out of the secret passage.
This was the interior of the castle, and pieces of oil paintings were talking in the stairwell. In the midst of the conversation, the position of the stairs changed under them, like restless gears.
Right under Hoffa's feet, the stairs swayed and hit a solid wall. It seemed to want to die from the impact.
Miranda didn't hesitate to climb the stairs and jump.
Hoffa didn't have time to stop her, and watched in shock as she jumped off the high platform, which was at least seven stories high.
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