some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 400 The professor can really do whatever he wants!

early morning,

Ravenclaw table,

William leaned the notebook against the milk jug, and looked at the contents of the notebook while eating the legendary "Looking at the Starry Sky".

Looking up at the starry sky is indeed a dark dish in England. William had just taken a bite of sardines and trembled violently. His brain went down for five seconds before waking up.

Roar, exciting!
Hermione took a bite of the salad bread and glanced at William questioningly.

William rarely reads books while eating, and what he reads...an ancient rune in the third grade?
At William's level, it's like graduating from college, but suddenly picking up a primary school textbook and studying it seriously.

So anomalous.

Feeling the girl's gaze, William said vaguely, "I suddenly want to take a look, it's quite interesting."

"I don't know which professor is a substitute for our ancient runes." Hermione sipped her milk, with a white border on the corner of her mouth.

"Professor Sprout in sixth grade, Professor McGonagall in fifth grade, and you are Professor Flitwick.

In this order, we are most likely Professor Snape. "

Hermione wiped her mouth and said unhappily, "I would rather be Professor McGonagall than Professor Snape."

"Because he didn't give you a chance to answer the question?" William couldn't help laughing.

"That's because he is biased, he will always only ask Harry." Hermione curled her lips.

"I don't know when Professor Babling will return from the United States. I heard that she teaches the best."

"She won't come back... Well, at least not this year." William looked up and asked, "Hermione, who do you want to teach you Ancient Runes?"

"It's not just Snape and Professor Trelawney."

Snape didn't give Hermione a chance to answer questions, and Trelawney was the professor she hated the most.

"I have to get points, Gryffindor has deducted too many unnecessary house points... I still want the house cup." Hermione also took out the ancient rune textbook.

"When I first entered school, I heard Professor McGonagall say this." William said with a smile, "I've been saying this for many years, and if you do the math, you Gryffindors haven't won the House Cup in eight years.

So just think about things like the Academy Cup and don't pay too much attention to them. "

"That's because there are always various accidents. I will definitely score well in the ancient magic text class. Just wait!"

Hermione shook her fist and gave the boy a harmless look.

"Let's make a bet, how about it?" William smiled softly with intoxicating eyes, "Hermione, I'll just bet on you in this class... If you can't get more than [-] points, I'll be the loser!"

"What's the matter?" Hermione was taken aback. "You've already heard that Professor Snape is in class?"

"I'm sure he's not going to class," William explained:

"Trelawney dropped out of school in the first grade and studied at the 'home magic school', and she will not teach you ancient runes..."

Hermione rolled her eyes and eagerly said, "Okay! As long as it's not for them, you're doomed. I don't believe I can't even get ten points!"

Hermione studied with William for a long time, and basically taught herself the ancient runes in the third grade.

This is another difficult class. If the teacher asks a question, if she only raises her hand, she will definitely get a score.

Hermione asked confidently: "What's the bet? If you want to bet, bet big!"

William suppressed a smile and said, "You...!"

"Huh?" Hermione pursed her mouth, her eyes widened, and her face was as red as peach blossoms.

"You...come to make a bet!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, snorted softly, and said in a tone that was sure of William, "Let the other party do something, anything, the kind that can't object... dare you bet?"

"Okay, just don't regret it." William smiled.

"I won't regret it, I'm afraid you dare to promise but dare not do it." Hermione raised her pointed chin proudly.

William put away his notebook and poured himself another espresso.

Needed extra caffeine this morning, it was his first class after all.

As for the betting contract... Even the casino belongs to William, and he is also the referee, so why would Hermione fight him?

It's not like William can do whatever he wants with her, he can do whatever he wants.

Silly girl.

After the two had breakfast, Hermione packed up her textbooks and walked towards the ancient rune classroom.William left with her.

"Are you going to the library?" Hermione asked.

"No... I can't go to the library recently, Mrs. Pince won't allow me to go in."

"Why?"

"My voice in the library yesterday...was a bit louder, she is not allowed to go." William said vaguely.

"I'll go to the ancient magic text classroom with you. A special teacher will come today. I'm going to attend."

Ah, the special teacher that even William wanted to listen to...

"It can't be Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione thought in an instant.

"If the principal is in class, I might have to use a time-turner to brush up on a few more classes...and I'll have to use Polyjuice Potion to become someone else."

William laughed silently.

The ancient rune classroom is located at the end of the corridor on the third floor, with an ebony wooden door.

The door has no handle, only a bronze statue of a bat hanging on the edge of the door, which looks like a bat.

As the two approached the classroom, the bat statue suddenly opened its eyes, and its mouth opened, revealing its pointed teeth.

The ebony door just opened automatically.

William walked in, and the classroom was already sparse, with seven or eight students sitting.

Hermione took a seat in the middle of the first row.This is the standard haunted area of ​​Xueba.

The other students sat a few rows back.

Everyone looked at William curiously and whispered to each other, not knowing why he appeared here.

Could it be that the ancient runes of the last school year have not been passed and need to be reworked?
But then this idea was denied, and Stark needed to be rebuilt, which was completely impossible.

Several Slytherin girls looked at Hermione jealously, and they were considering whether to sit in the front row.

It was 5 minutes before the class started, and the professor hadn't come yet, and the whole classroom was chattering, discussing who would substitute for them.

Everyone generally thinks it is Professor Snape, and all the little snakes are very proud.

After a while, the door was suddenly opened, and Professor McGonagall walked in.

She was wearing an emerald green cloak, with a serious expression, her eyes were like knives, and she swept around through the square glasses.

Everyone shut up, and immediately sat down in their seats, quietly like a silly badger.

Mag said sternly: "I heard you arguing in the office, and your class is the loudest in the whole grade.

If I don't come, can you still run away from the top of the castle? ! "

Professor McGonagall glanced at William again, and said in a serious tone: "Mr. Stark, I know you are the first time and have no experience, but you have to maintain discipline."

"I see, Professor McGonagall, sorry." William stood up awkwardly and left his seat.

Professor McGonagall closed the door softly.

William took a few deep breaths and walked towards the podium calmly. When the class bell rang, everything was ready.

Everyone looked at William who walked to the podium in surprise.Everyone seems to realize something.

William looked around and said in a deep voice, "Because of some force majeure, I will temporarily be the third grade ancient runes teacher this semester..."

There was no sound in the classroom, and Hermione also opened her mouth wide, staring at William in disbelief.

Her boldest idea, that Dumbledore was coming to class, hadn't expected it to be...William.

"Are you joking, William?" cried Seamus Finnigan.

"Oh, Mr. Finnigan, I hope it's a joke too. It's best that I'm still dreaming." William laughed.

"William, have you overheard me? I was still telling Harry and the others yesterday that it would be great if you came to class!"

Seamus Finnigan tapped the table excitedly.

"They will be jealous of me!"

William pressed his hand, "Hold down, you don't want Professor McGonagall to come and listen, and help maintain discipline by the way?"

Everyone laughed under their breath.

No one doubts that William's strength is not enough, of course Professor.

The Merlin Medal and the Bravery Medal, as well as the fight against the Thunderbird on the train, already showed his strength.

They can't wait to follow William and learn some powerful magic.

at this time,

The door was opened again.

Malfoy, Pansy and a group of people walked in.

Malfoy looked at William on the podium, was stunned for five seconds, rubbed his eyes, walked out again, and looked at the classroom number.

"Mr. Malfoy, come in quickly, you have come to the right classroom." William glanced at his watch.

"But you're three minutes late... I think, Slytherin... ten points!"

Hey, being a teacher is so cool!

At least, he could deduct points from Slytherin.

William blinked at Hermione again.

remind her
do not forget,
It's about betting.

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(End of this chapter)