"In the course I am here, you don't need to wave your wands stupidly, nor do you need to recite those nonsense spells. All you have to do is listen carefully and remember every word I have said!" With a burst of rapid words, Snape, a tutor in black robe, walked into the classroom in a blink of an eye.

"Now turn the book to page seven!" Snape knocked on the blackboard with his hand, with no expression on his face.

"Chala..." All the new students in the classroom were flipping through books one by one, waiting for Snape's lecture.

Snape did not rush to give a lecture, but instead glanced at these first-year freshmen and finally stayed on Harry.

At this time, Harry was holding a quill pen and writing something quickly in the textbook, without noticing that Snape had arrived.

"Maybe some of you have become famous before you enter school, but as Professor Qin said, you are just a group of insignificant wizard apprentices. If some of you think you don't need to listen to my class, then I will be very honored to throw him out of the window." Snape said, walking gently to Harry's side, looking at the old friend's child.

Harry Potter was a descendant of James Potter and Lily Potter. During his school days, the introverted Snape had a crush on Lily Potter, and it never changed until Lily Potter married Harry's father and was killed by the mysterious man. However, unlike his love for Lily Potter, Harry's father was a little bully in the school at that time, and always enjoyed bullying the introverted Snape.

So Snape's heart is full of contradictions about Harry Potter in front of him. One reason is that Harry is the child of his goddess, and he wants to protect his goddess' descendants. The other point is that his hatred for Harry's father will always remind him of the unpleasant past after seeing Harry.

"Harry..." Hermione, who was at the same table as Harry Potter, gently pulled Harry's sleeve under the desk, bringing him from the state of writing quickly to reality.

Harry looked at Snape standing in front of him in a daze, and found that the mentor looked at him with hatred.

Snape looked at Harry Potter, and finally shook his head and said, "You are Harry Potter! I saw the same arrogant and arrogant look in you as your father!"

"Mr. Porter, tell me what would happen if I added daffodil juice to licorice?"

Harry looked at Snape blankly because he had never touched these things before coming here, and he didn't know what Snape said. And like Harry's reaction, dozens of new students in the classroom also looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

Just when Yaqiu was silent in the classroom, Hermione, who was sitting next to Harry, raised her hand like a little peacock, and it looked particularly prominent in the entire silent classroom.

Snape glanced at Hermione, the only one in the classroom who raised her hand, and then did not ask her questions, but asked Harry; "If I need a casting heart, where do you need to find it for me."

Harry glanced at Hermione, who raised her hand again, lowered her head and whispered, "I don't know, Professor."

"What is the difference between boat-type aconite and wolf-type aconite? What is the difference in their effect?" Snape ignored Hermione again and asked Harry.

"I don't know, professor!" Harry shook his head helplessly after a while, feeling like a clown under the eyes of the whole class.

Snape did not care about Harry's expression, but said indifferently; "It's so pitiful! It seems that fame does not represent everything. Compared with your deskmate, you are really far behind!"

As Snape said, Harry lowered his head and glanced at Hermione, who was praised by Snape, and was like a proud peacock, and then clenched his fists amid the loud laughter of his classmates.

"It's your first mistake to be a new student, so I forgive you once, now turn the book to page seven!" Snape turned around and walked back to his podium, without even looking at Harry's sad expression.

"Floating is one of the most basic skills of a wizard. This kind of magic can make objects fly up and consume less magic power." With the words, in the magic knowledge class, an elderly fairy tutor who is only more than one meter tall explained the principles of magic to the new students.

"Everyone does it with me, gently waves the wand to the feathers on the table, and then bounces your wrist upwards."

"Wave it, then bounce it!" As the fairy mentor said, everyone waved their wands and waved at the feathers in front of them.

Seeing everyone doing their own way, the fairy instructor spoke again, "Come on, we are cooperating with the spell to make the feathers fly... Yujiadi's mother, Leviosa."

"Yujiadi's mother, Leviosa." Everyone waved their wands, but the feathers in front of them did not react at all.

"Pay attention to the correctness of the pronunciation and don't speak quickly." The fairy instructor corrected the students' pronunciation.

"Yujiadi Mother, Leviosa." Hermione waved the wand in her hand, and as the spell was used, the feathers in front of her spine and then flew into the air.

"How did you do it!" Ron, who was sitting behind Hermione and Harry, poked Hermione with his hand and asked in disbelief.

"Hmph, I'm a genius!" Hermione rolled her eyes and raised her head proudly.

"I don't believe that only you can do it!" Ron muttered unhappily about Hermione's arrogance, then waved his wand repeatedly and shouted loudly; "Yujadi Mother, Leviother. Yujadi Mother, Leviother!"

Ron kept shouting, and when Ron was frightened by Ron's shouting, Hermione's flying feather also fell down in the air.

Looking at the falling feathers, Hermione turned around and slapped Ron's table and said, "Okay, the spell is Yujiadi's mother, Leviosa. The last word is Sa, not Se! You have problems with pronunciation, how can you make the feathers fly!"

After hearing Hermione's words, Ron, who was already dissatisfied, put away his wand and said provocatively, "You are so powerful, you have the ability to make your feathers fly! That was just a lucky thing just now, and anyone could do it!"

Hermione looked at Ron disdainfully, then turned the wand in her hand and recited the spell again, causing the fallen feathers to fly up again.

The feathers kept flying in the air, making all kinds of strange movements, which attracted the attention of the teachers and students in the class, and they were all on Hermione.

"Well done! You are the second student I have taught to fly the feathers in my first cast!" As Hermione controlled the feathers to fly again, the fairy instructor touched his sparse beard and did not hide the appreciation in his tone throughout the class.

"Learn more with your classmates, you're really stupid!" After performing Hermione, the fairy instructor looked at Ron regretfully, thinking that he was too stupid and could not even master the pronunciation of the spell.

Compared to Hermione who was smiling, Ron looked disappointed after being scolded, which formed a sharp contrast with Hermione's smile.

"It's Sa, not Sere! You have to emphasize the pronunciation, your pronunciation is wrong!" After class, Ron walked beside Harry, repeating Hermione's words in a funny tone, and the weird tone made everyone laugh.

"You didn't see her proud look! No wonder she had no friends! She was so annoying, like an annoying fly!" Ron kept repeating his words, not seeing Hermione standing behind the few people at all.

"I don't need friends!" After hearing Ron's ridicule, Hermione held the book in her arms, sobbed and rushed away Harry and the others, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"She seemed to hear it!" Harry said hesitantly as he looked at Hermione who was jogging upstairs; "Ron, why don't we go find her! After all, we are her only friends."

"I won't go. You don't know how embarrassing her. I won't treat her as a friend with her personality!" Ron twisted his head and denied Harry's words.

"Okay! Actually, I think she should stay alone for a while!" After hearing Ron's words, Harry also thought of the scene where Hermione embarrassed herself in Snape's class.

Hermione just wanted to show herself, which was nothing wrong with an eleven-year-old girl. So she couldn't understand what her two friends said, because after a brief time, Hermione had regarded Harry and Ron as friends, and she felt that her friend had betrayed her.

In this way, Hermione held the book in her hand and kept walking on the moving stairs. Now she just wanted to hide in a corner without a man and cry loudly.

Hermione finally found a good place, which was the ** area of ​​the library. As students were forbidden here, she only wanted to stay alone for a while, there was really no place to go.

"TaoTaoTaoTaoTao..." Just as Hermione was hiding in the corner and planning to cry, footsteps suddenly came to her ears.

"Who is it? Did Harry and the others come to me? I knew they would come to me!" Hermione's face was happy after listening to the footsteps. In fact, Harry and Ron had no idea how important these two friends were in Hermione's lonely inner world.

"It's really a headache. Where is that thing? It's been half a month, why is there no news at all!" Just as Hermione wanted to get up, she suddenly heard a mysterious voice.

"It's not Harry and the others, this tone is that arrogant Professor Qin! No, this is the ** area, let him die if he sees me!" Hermione's face changed drastically when she heard the sound of opening the door.

"Forget it, I've been to the ** area many times, and there's nothing useful here. Why not go to the seventh floor to see it!" Just when Hermione was at a loss, Qin Hui did not push the door open, but walked out of the library.

"What is Professor Qin looking for? Why is it so mysterious!" Hermione kept thinking about Qin Hui's words, feeling that there must be an ulterior motive in it, and a cloud of darkness shrouded over Hogwarts.
Chapter completed!