On time, on time.
I wasn't late, and I even had time left.
After all, Ian did not give Snape the opportunity to ask him about the formula of Draught of Living Death.
"Ian! This way! This way!"
The green-haired boy William may have already arrived in the classroom.
It's just that he seemed a bit miserable in the group of young wizards. Others gathered in small groups to discuss the upcoming courses, but he was the only one sitting alone at a table.
Maybe the friends he met on Hogwarts Express are in the other two colleges, and their good roommate Michael is currently showing shameless attentiveness at Slytherin.
Among the four colleges in the first grade of Hogwarts, only an unknown girl named Michael and Slytherin has a limited skin. It is obvious that Michael is a very traditional little black guy.
"When we were talking about which girl was the most beautiful this morning, I found out why Michael didn't say a word."
Ian walked towards William with a face full of surprise. His classmates in the same dormitory helped him lay out the textbook with inexplicable enthusiasm and turned to the first chapter of today's Potions Class meeting.
"He is a traitor!"
William complained angrily.
"I think it's pretty good."
Ian's heart knots are instantly relieved and the mood is relaxed.
When ranking the little witches at dinner in the morning, Michael's behavior of not speaking made him inexplicably worried for a long time. Now it seems that it is Little Hei who only loves black pearls.
Nothing wrong!
"That girl just said good afternoon to him, and it felt like his soul was taken away. Slytherin didn't want to see him at all, and he kept pushing towards her."
"Sooner or later, Knut will be deceived and no one will have any pocket money left." William kept mumbling, not sure if this was something he had experienced before.
"You guys are so precocious. Unlike me, I only love learning." Ian looked around. There was still a while before class began, and there were already many little wizards in the classroom.
Potions Classroom is not very big, but it is obviously no problem to accommodate forty or fifty people. However, the number of little wizards is only more than thirty, so it is quite spacious when distributed in this way.
In addition to the material storage cabinets that take up a lot of space, the classroom also has some biological specimens soaked in bottles and jars. Teacher Potions Class, Snape, has not yet arrived in the classroom.
"We are both the same, I only love learning."
William seemed to have finally found a soulmate and was very happy. However, at this moment, a bright figure with platinum blonde hair walked into Potions Classroom holding a textbook.
"That's her! The bad woman of the Grindelwald family!"
"She must have come to Hogwarts to gather a new generation of followers. Ian, you have to believe me, my grandfather had been an Auror in Germany for decades."
William seemed to just like to study. At the slightest movement, he couldn't help but raise his head and look around. Unlike Ian, who was shaken by him, he had been concentrating on reviewing Potions Class's textbook.
<One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi> and <Magical Drafts and Potions>.
"She's coming over!"
William buried his head in a panic, fearing that what he just said would be heard. While extremely uneasy, he found two books placed on the table between him and Ian.
"I'm sorry."
William's whole body trembled, and he was frightened for a second.
"????"
Aurora glanced at the incomprehensible green-haired boy in confusion.
"Your friend?"
She asked curiously about Ian.
"Ian, we are good friends, right?" William suddenly grabbed Ian's arm, his tone full of nervousness, and his frightened little eyes kept switching back and forth between Ian and Aurora.
"Good afternoon, Aurora and William are my roommates. He is... scared of strangers."
Ian raised his head and looked at German Girl in front of him. He did not choose to betray his good roommate. He felt that this wave of "loyalty" was worth washing his socks at least ten times.
"Hmm."
Aurora nodded and turned to look at William.
"Good afternoon, roommate of Ian."
William felt frightened by the greetings from the bad girl from Grindelwald's family. He stumbled a bit when he responded, and it was obvious that he was not in a normal state of nervousness.
"Hello... hello."
They dare not call him by his first name.
The King of Strong Mouth may be nothing more than that.
"Potions Class needs two people to form a team. You and I will form a team?" Aurora did not continue to communicate with William. She looked at Ian with her own pair of heterochromatic eyes with anticipation.
"Is it okay to form a team across colleges?"
Ian is slightly confused.
And.
"William should team up with me." Ian was really considering the situation of his roommate being alone, but William next to him suddenly started to pack up his own things.
"I want to see the distant scenery." William's running posture was a bit weird. I don't know if it was because of his weak legs. He stumbled all the way to the corner of the classroom.
I don't know what kind of scenery I would see in that kind of place... I hid in William, which I thought was a "safe place", and my expectations for the first quarter Potions Class were completely gone.
He stared at Aurora who was sitting next to Ian's table in the distance. His mind was filled with annoyance and he was mumbling to himself.
"He called her Aurora, she called him Ian... Why didn't anyone tell me earlier!" At this moment, William's psychological activities can be summarized simply.
Urgent.
Just finished scolding the descendants of generation Dark Lord.
What should I do if I find out that my roommate is suspected to be Acolytes of Grindelwald?
"Your friend is so timid." Aurora sat next to Ian. Of course she could understand why William acted so scared in front of her.
She has seen similar behavior in many people.
"No way, he has autism and has not dared to communicate with strangers since he was a child." Ian still loves autism so much, and he looked towards the area over Slytherin.
"Don't I have autism?"
Aurora blinked.
"Everyone takes turns to be autistic. This is fair." Ian's eyes were still looking for Slytherin.
"When you came out of the lounge, Slytherin Common Room, were there any little wizards out yet?" He looked at the time and saw that there were only a few minutes left before class.
"Do you want to ask Miss Daphne·Greengrass?" Aurora understood Ian's performance, she shook her head helplessly and said softly.
"She hasn't woken up yet. Snape said she was too stimulated and may have to sleep for two days." After finishing speaking, there was a slight pause, and German Girl lowered his voice and spoke again.
"I think she might be pretending not to wake up."
As the saying goes, heroes think alike.
Ian thinks so too.
"It must be so! She is such a bad person!" Ian let go of his hand on his trouser pocket.
His expression was slightly disappointed.
"..."
Aurora opened his mouth with a strange expression.
Before she could speak.
"Bang!"
A furious Snape walked in from outside the classroom. He waved his hand behind him, and the door of Potions Classroom slammed shut. Apparently, latecomers were no longer allowed to enter the classroom.
The whole audience suddenly went Silencio.
Ian is also a little confused.
What about the part about latecomers with bad mouths?
He has been looking forward to watching the show.
[PS: When I uploaded it just now, the order of chapters 62 and 63 was uploaded in the wrong order. It has been adjusted now.]
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