Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

Hufflepuff's common room is located underground in the castle, just like Slytherin's, but the two teams are in different directions.

"Young wizards, remember this!" The Hufflepuff prefect of this year led the young wizards past a painting of a bowl of fruit, and then came to a corner on the far right side of the corridor.

Here is a pile of wooden barrels lying in various directions.

"You remember, unlike other common rooms, Hufflepuff's entrance does not require a password. Instead, you have to tap the bottom of the second barrel in the middle of the second row to the rhythm of "Helga Hufflepuff." .”

The prefect took out his wand and demonstrated that after hitting it correctly, the lid of the barrel would open, revealing a passage leading to the basement that people could crawl into.

"Although these two barrels are similar, please note that there is a badger logo on the third to last wooden bar of this barrel, and I want to remind you that only the entrance of Hufflepuff is equipped with magic to repel intruders. If you don't want to be soaked in a vat of vinegar, you must remember the rhythm."

After the prefect finished speaking, many of the little badgers showed frightened expressions~ It was such a sour feeling that they never wanted to experience it in this life.

Enter the lounge. This is a circular, low-ceiling space. Although located underground, Hufflepuff's common room is easily the most comfortable of all the common rooms. The low ceilings and bright colors make this a cozy cabin.

It was warm as soon as I entered the house. The English night in early September already had a hint of autumn coolness, but this cozy lounge made people feel the warmth of spring. Ivan was extremely satisfied!

After saying hello to his nameless roommate, Alvin fed two birds and dove into the comfortable bed.

(Evan: Maybe I was just a walk-on in the original work, but now I have a name! ＜(*￣▽￣*)＞)

The black and yellow curtains were painted with the Hufflepuff logo, and Alvin gradually fell into sleep, where he dreamed of the bustling city of Dragon Kingdom in his previous life.

He stood beside the busy street, looking up at the brightly lit night in front of him, like daylight, and the bustling crowds of people walking in a hurry...

"Evan! Ivan! Get up, or you'll be late."

Alvin, who was swimming in the snack street in his dream, said goodbye to the grilled sausage that was about to reach his mouth with tears, and sat up from the bed in a daze.

"Ha~~ah~huh? I actually overslept! How is this possible! It shouldn't be!" Σ(っ °Д °;)っ

You know, he never stayed in bed when he was at home. His study career in the UK was not that demanding, but he was!

In addition to studying at school to consolidate his previous knowledge, he also has to learn piano, violin, art, riding, swimming, fighting, swordsmanship, Bajiquan (taught by a specially found master in Chinatown) and other techniques.

This does not include the basic communication skills of nobles such as etiquette, dance, etc.

Although he has money in this life, he still believes that having many skills is not enough for him! If his family goes bankrupt in the future, although he can't go to Tianqiao to tell fortunes, he can always perform on the street.

(Mr. Bartlett: You still need to make more money! Don’t you think that this little bit of property at home will make your children worry about performing on the streets in the future!)

Although he enjoys himself a lot, he is definitely not lazy! There must be a reason for everything today. There must be magic in Hufflepuff's bed! It must have made him sleep too comfortably!

(Actually, I was just too tired after a long day of work yesterday, plus I didn’t sleep well the first day because I had to prepare for school. In short, I just lacked sleep~)

"Clean up." It's good to have magic. After putting on his clothes, Ivan took out the wand and pointed it at himself. The greasy feeling on his face and the strangeness in his mouth instantly became fresh.

"Evan, I want it too! You've learned the cleaning spell before school starts. That's amazing!" Roommate A looked admiring.

"I want it too, I want it too!" Roommate B, who was full of toothpaste foam, also clamored for Alvin's help.

In order to prevent toothpaste from spraying on his face, Alvin had to give them both a squeeze.

Only roommate C looked at everything he had packed up early and fell into deep thought...

"Hurry up, hurry up, we'll be late for breakfast." Ivan rushed out of the dormitory with his textbooks, but almost bumped into a senior.

"Oh~ be careful, little wizard, don't be so anxious, Professor Sprout is very kind." This is a tall and handsome boy.

"I'm sorry, senior, I'm just afraid I'll miss breakfast!"

"Your name is Alvin, right? My name is Cedric Diggory. You'll know when you go out and take a look. Remember, Hufflepuff will never let students miss breakfast."

It turns out he is Cedric. He has a really good personality. What a pity~

Alvin sighed silently in his heart as he followed Cedric.

When he arrived in the common room, Alvin's eyes widened. There were many seniors and freshmen eating breakfast by the fireplace.

"Don't be surprised. If you don't get up early, just ask the house elf to deliver the food. The kitchen is next door, which is a unique convenience for Hufflepuff.

certainly. If you can get up early, you can also go to the auditorium and eat with everyone. "

Cedric picked up a sandwich and took a big bite.

"It seems I made the right choice." Ivan also picked up a piece of fried egg sandwich and took a bite.

Sprout is a very kind witch, and it would be perfect to have his kind dean attend the first class.

Although Sprout made a very serious statement at the beginning that you must not move or observe or touch plants without permission in the greenhouse. Although most of the plants in the first greenhouse are harmless, they can still cause harm to wizards.

"If you don't want Madam Pomfrey to entertain you cordially, you can try."

Sprout's stern eyes glanced at the little badger and the little eagle. Fortunately, the little guys in these two colleges were not the naughty little lions or the arrogant little snakes, and were still very obedient.

Seeing that the little guy agreed obediently, Professor Stroup returned to his usual amiable appearance.

The first class was mainly about introducing the wide variety of plants and fungi in the First Greenhouse to open the eyes of these little wizards.

For example, Mandrake, which can be called a sonic weapon, and Baixian, which has excellent healing effects and is rare. Although the operation requires later exposure, this does not prevent the little wizards from recognizing their names in advance.

These plants all have their own magical abilities. Your Potions professor will tell you in the future what wonderful effects they can have when combined.

The first-year courses were very easy, and even the courses before the fourth grade were very easy. No, time flew by and get out of class was over.

There was also a section on the history of magic in the morning. Professor Binns was a ghost who was so old that he was confused, but as a living fossil, he knew the history very well.

Although he may not remember who the students below are, he can remember every piece of recorded magical history.

Ghosts are ghosts, and those who can stay in the world have some obsessions. It is unknown what Professor Binns' obsession is.

But Ivan knows that Hogwarts uses ghosts as teachers without paying salaries or benefits. This capitalist's face is simply disgusting!

Ai Wen feels that this is simply lacking in virtue~

Isn’t this bullying an honest person?

After class, the students all went to the auditorium in twos and threes to prepare for lunch, while Alvin was called to a corner of the stairs by Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Margrave, can you please explain what happened on the train yesterday?" Professor McGonagall said in a serious tone.

A little wizard who she thought was very well-educated actually sent his senior to the infirmary on the first day of school! This, this, this...

"Professor McGonagall, have you asked that senior?"

"Not yet. Carlo is still in the infirmary. I didn't go to see him. I just heard Professor Snape mention it, so I came to ask you first."

"That's what happened... and then... to be honest, I happened to hear the meaning of this word, and I would like to ask, is the teaching environment at Hogwarts actually like this?

Or is it that this best college in Europe is divided into different classes? Then I was so disappointed. "

Ivan's eyes were cold, and a demeanor that did not suit his age emerged on the young man. Margrave trained his heir from a baby~

"Sorry, Alvin, I didn't expect things to turn out like this! But please don't worry, Hogwarts is absolutely fair to students. I will talk to Professor Snape about this!

This is not your fault. I hope you can feel happy in Hogwarts. Believe me, Hogwarts is worth believing in. "

Professor McGonagall didn't expect this, and she also made this child doubt Hogwarts. This is simply evil!

"Okay, Professor McGonagall, I hope so too! If nothing happens, I'll go to the auditorium. I'm looking forward to your lecture tomorrow."

Ivan leaned over slightly and saluted, and with Professor McGonagall's agreement, he turned and left.

The moment he entered the auditorium, Alvin lost the temperament of Margrave's heir and turned into a plain handsome boy again.

Professor McGonagall went to Snape's office angrily. She wanted to seek justice for the child she had personally visited! (▼伖▼メ)

You can imagine that you were so insulted before you even entered school and you have doubts about the school! How much psychological harm does this cause to an eleven-year-old child!

As for Carlo! What happened to being hit with a stick? A second-year student who knows so much magic can still be knocked down by a freshman with a stick, and he still has the nerve to sue the teacher! It's not embarrassing either.

Carlo, who had just woken up in the infirmary at this time: Who am I? where am I? What am I going to do? (o° - °o)