The First Day with Classes

After an uneventful Sunday, Monday arrived, marking the official start of classes.

Morning.

The Great Hall on the first floor.

After a quick and simple breakfast, the trio hurried out of the Great Hall.

Stepping outside, Cypher stretched, full of energy, preparing for the day.

He planned to take a stroll near the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

However, he hadn't gone more than a few steps when someone tugged at his sleeve.

"Cypher, it's Monday. We have Professor Dumbledore's Transfiguration class this morning!"

Cypher smacked his forehead; he'd forgotten.

No wonder there was a crowd around the notice board last night.

Cypher wondered if he should make more friends his age.

At the moment, besides Iris and Luna, there was no one at Hogwarts he could really talk to.

Lost in thought, the three of them arrived in front of the Transfiguration classroom on the first floor.

Being on the first floor, many first-years thought it would save them time rushing after breakfast.

As a result, the three of them were the first to arrive.

The classroom was empty.

The two girls stopped Cypher, who was trying to find a discreet seat at the back.

They claimed the front row seats in front of the teacher's desk.

"Just sit anywhere; Hogwarts classrooms are first come, first served!"

Iris replied with a smile when Cypher asked if there was a seating chart. She was familiar with Hogwarts' teaching system.

Hearing this, Cypher relaxed.

The three of them were reading their textbooks and taking notes when a tall figure entered the room.

"Professor Dumbledore! Good morning!"

The three of them looked up and greeted him in unison.

The warm greeting took the middle-aged man by surprise for a moment.

Then, he smiled and replied, "Good morning, children!"

Strangely, Cypher didn't mind Dumbledore calling him a child.

Perhaps it was because, in this life, he was just a babbling infant in the Magical World.

Seeing that Cypher had made many marks in his textbook, Dumbledore glanced at them and immediately knew where Cypher's problems lay.

Although he would explain these issues clearly during the lesson, Dumbledore still asked, "Cypher, after reading the textbook, are there many things you don't understand?"

"There are quite a few things I don't quite get. I think I'll understand after the professor explains it and I experiment a few times," Cypher replied, considering his progress over the past few days.

"So, you don't want to sit here?"

"A little, Professor. It's a bit too conspicuous here."

Unexpectedly, Dumbledore frowned upon hearing Cypher's answer.

He had witnessed too many Wizards go astray on their path of learning magic because of arrogance.

Cypher was showing signs of this.

Therefore, he reprimanded him without reservation, "Cypher, do you know that your thinking is dangerous! The path of learning magic is full of dangers. Only with humility and caution can you go further. Understand?"

Am I really getting ahead of myself?

Cypher straightened up with a jolt and began to reflect.

Since arriving in the Magical World, although he knew nothing, he had considered himself to have the experience of his previous life and a mature mindset, and had been acting too freely.

He needed to control the power, not let the power control his life.

Without a transcendent system, his understanding of this sentence was not deep enough.

But now, Cypher had come to his senses.

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore."

"A smooth and easy life made me arrogant."

Seeing Cypher's sincere attitude.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, accepting Cypher's thanks, and he sighed.

"Cypher, from our first meeting, I knew you were very smart. Fortunately, today, I discovered that you are also willing to listen to the advice of others. Moreover, you can summarize after careful consideration."

"One day, you will reach my current height!"

Cypher quickly waved his hand modestly, saying that he still had a long way to go.

Not saying that he couldn't do it, Cypher was still very confident in his future.

"One last reminder. I am just a professor and usually very busy. You can find more friends of your own age and integrate into their lives. That way, your heart won't change easily."

Dumbledore smiled and gestured for Cypher to turn his gaze to those around him.

Cypher didn't need to look around to understand Dumbledore's meaning.

"I'll be in my office this Saturday, you can come and find me if you need anything."

Dumbledore ended the conversation abruptly.

As soon as he finished speaking, groups of two or three new students came to the classroom together.

Cypher understood that this was not the place to talk.

"Everyone, just find an empty seat, our lesson is about to begin..."

Professor Dumbledore's voice speaking from the podium kept drifting into his ears.

Finally, the area around Cypher's ears became quiet.

He looked up and saw that the classroom door had been closed.

Looking back, he saw that the classroom was densely packed with young Wizards.

Judging by the emblems, it seemed that all the new students from the four houses had come.

This... hundreds of people, right?

That's not right, the Sorting Ceremony only had a few dozen people.

Iris and the others should know why, I'll ask them after class.

Just as Cypher's mind was filled with surprise.

Dumbledore was standing on the podium, sighing to himself.

The Wizards who are selected by the Sorting Ceremony are all outstanding talents, one in a hundred.

This year, there are particularly many excellent students.

Dumbledore was worried.

Often, an era where geniuses gather is also an era where troubles constantly arise.

Of course, Dumbledore wasn't really afraid of troubles, but rather excited by them.

What really troubled Dumbledore was the large differences between the four houses.

It could even be said that if the faculty were sufficient, Hogwarts would be made up of four schools.

Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff had a relatively good relationship with the other three houses.

Gryffindor and Slytherin were completely incompatible.

Just look at their seats.

Gryffindor on the left, and Slytherin on the right.

However, there were more Slytherin students.

There was a Slytherin student behind Cypher.

Seemed to be called Black? Sirius's uncle? Or his father?

After Cypher finished scanning, he happened to see Dumbledore sigh slightly.

Cypher understood Dumbledore's mood somewhat.

Now that war was approaching, the school should be united.

But it seemed that the situation was not ideal.

Dumbledore graduated from Gryffindor, but he had never been prejudiced against Slytherin students.

He also didn't want the conflict between Slytherin and Gryffindor from a thousand years ago to affect the friendship between the young Wizards.

However, it was a long and arduous task to reconcile the two houses, and Dumbledore couldn't think of a good solution for a while.

Suppressing these messy thoughts in his heart.

Dumbledore opened the roster and began to count the number of young Wizards.

Having read out the last name and confirmed that all the new students were seated in the classroom, he nodded with satisfaction.

Clearing his throat, he began the lesson, "It is a pleasure to stand here and meet you all. My name is Albus Dumbledore, as you know, and I am your Transfiguration professor."

"This is your first class at Hogwarts."

"And it will be a class that leaves a deep impression on your memories!"