Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord

The class bell finally rang, and the potbellied Professor Slughorn walked in staggeringly whistling.

When I watched movies in my previous life, I always thought Horace Slughorn was a funny and lovely old man.

Although some people are good at digging into camps and are obsessed with networking, they are not bad in nature, and they are also excellent teachers.

In 1938, Professor Slughorn was not too old, about the same as Dumbledore at this time, and his hair was not gray.

But the whole person is obviously younger and more optimistic than Dumbledore.

Needless to say, the first-year potions class was quite simple.

Most of the time I was introducing the theory of potions and the types of potions. Although it was simple, it was boring.

Qin Weijie also lacked interest in listening. Qin Weijie spent a third of the whole afternoon's class wandering.

He even wondered if his previous life's scum constitution had awakened in this magical world, and he would probably fail the potions class.

Compared with Qin Weijie's lack of enthusiasm, Tom always maintains a passion.

Tom is very curious and interested in everything in the magical world. As long as it is related to magic, Tom will not let it go.

I heard that this guy has completed all the subjects in the first and second grades by himself.

It is necessary to explain here that Tom's self-study is not Qin Weijie's selective self-study.

Qin Weijie's self-study is to choose what is useful to him to learn.

For example, in the five disciplines of spells, transfiguration, defense against the dark arts, magic theory, and history of magic, Qin Weijie has seriously taught himself during the holidays.

As for potions, herbal medicine and astronomy, Qin Weijie said he had little interest.

The two disciplines of potion and herbal medicine are contrary to the basic theory of Chinese medicine that Qin Weijie has learned since childhood, so Qin Weijie sneered at them from the beginning.

Astronomy is even more ridiculous. My research on astronomical theories in ancient China is enough for these ghosts to memorize them. Let’s take a look at China’s Zhoutian Star Map.

Compared with Qin Weijie's selective learning, Tom is a master player with all-round learning.

Tom does not fail any of the eight compulsory courses, as long as it is related to magic, he will study all of them.

Qin Weijie heard that some time ago, in order to better understand the medicinal properties of potions and herbs, Tom has successfully memorized the two books on herbal medicine and potions in the first grade.

This kind of scholar asks you if you are afraid! It’s okay to be handsome, but to study well, to study well, and Nima to work harder than you, this is clearly not giving others a rhythm to survive!

But Tom's efforts paid off. At least Professor Slughorn liked him very much.

During the whole afternoon of class, Professor Slughorn gave Tom no stingy compliments.

He called Tom the most gifted student he had ever taught, and in two classes Tom had given Slytherin 15 points.

Take a look, take a look, this is a qualified dean! Thinking about the dean of his own family, he didn't add a single point, and directly deducted 18 points for Qin Weijie.

Look at yourself and Tom, the stark contrast! One is a bonus point machine, the other is a point deduction monster~

The potions class ended at 5:30 in the afternoon, and the students flocked out. Qin Weijie wanted to go with Tom and find a chance to teach Tom the Wind Spell, but Tom said he wanted to ask Professor Slughorn for some advice. question.

But Qin Weijie had no choice but to leave first, because he was still in confinement waiting for him at night.

After saying goodbye to Tom and Professor Slughorn, Qin Weijie walked behind the crowd towards the auditorium.

Ergou followed behind Qin Weijie wagging his tail, constantly urging the promise of three steaks.

When he came to the auditorium, Qin Weijie sat down on the table and a sumptuous dinner appeared in front of him.

Qin Weijie was not surprised, he glanced around and nodded in satisfaction, then said softly to the long table, "Thank you, can you give me three more steaks?"

Not long after, three steaks appeared in front of Qin Weijie.

After pushing the steak to Ergou, Qin Weijie thanked the long table again: "Thank you, it's hard work."

"It is our pleasure, sir."

A somewhat hoarse voice sounded in Qin Weijie's ear.

Qin Weijie didn't care, and continued to enjoy his dinner.

Qin Weijie had already learned from Mrs. Carter that the basement of the Hogwarts Hall was the kitchen. There were hundreds of house-elves busy in the kitchen. The house-elves were actually responsible for placing and tidying up all the food. What everyone thought appeared out of thin air, out of nothing.

Mrs. Carter once told Qin Weijie that if you have any request, you can speak directly to the long table, and the house-elves can hear it and will happily serve the students.

Halfway through dinner, someone patted Qin Weijie on the shoulder.

When Qin Weijie turned around, he was a slightly fat boy.

Qin Weijie looked at him and felt a little familiar, but he was sure that he didn't know him.

"Anything?" Qin Weijie asked

"Professor Lester asked me to tell you, go to the administrator's office on the first floor at seven o'clock tonight. Mr. Blue, the administrator, will take you to the dungeon for punishment."

The boy said, his face was not very good, especially when he mentioned Professor Lester, he shuddered obviously.

"Okay, I understand, thank you~"

"No... It's okay, I wish you good luck, it's really unwise to offend Professor Lester, I deeply understand this..."

Saying that the boy left, Qin Weijie glanced at the boy's right hand, his muscles trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing this scene, Qin Weijie instantly knew who the boy was.

The hapless Carl who was punished by Professor Lester for copying books for a day and peeing his pants in the morning.

Qin Weijie also shuddered at this time. This is different from the movies he watched in his previous life. Didn't he promise not to punish him!

Harris, Alfonso, Mike, David, explain to me the four of you!

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At half past six in the evening, Qin Weijie was too lazy to go back to the Ravenclaw lounge to put his books.

Then he tied the books of the Potions class to Ergou and arranged for him to find Tom, so he could only let Ergou sleep in the Slytherin lounge tonight.

After sending the two dogs away, Qin Weijie scolded and walked towards the administrator's office.

"Hey, tomorrow is Saturday, it seems that I can't sleep late~"

At seven o'clock, Qin Weijie came to the administrator's office on the first floor on time.

An old alcoholic who smelled of alcohol opened the door, and then took Qin Weijie to the dungeon without asking. He was still drunk along the way. This is Mr. Blue, the administrator that Carl said.

"Hiccup~" When he came to the door of the dungeon, Mr. Blue opened his mouth to speak, and burped a wine first. The strong smell of alcohol made Qin Weijie take a step back unconsciously.

This is drinking, or is it directly soaked in a wine vat! ?

"Come in, there are quite a few rooms inside, you can just find a room to sleep in. I'll open the door at seven tomorrow morning... If I remember... Jie Jie... hiccup! Cough cough..."

Speaking of which was another booze burp. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Qin Weijie hurriedly rushed into the dungeon with his nose covered.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the door of the dungeon was closed, and endless darkness invaded.

For a while, Qin Weijie couldn't see anything clearly.

"Fluorescent flashes!"

Using the light of his wand to dispel the darkness of the dungeon, Qin Weijie was finally able to see more clearly.

At this time, he was standing on a long staircase extending downwards. The width of the staircase was less than one meter five, with hard stone walls squeezed on both sides, which looked extremely depressing.

After walking down for a long time, Qin Weijie estimated that he had descended to a depth of at least ten meters. He probably should have been underground in the basement and the kitchen. It was not until this time that the stairs came to an end.

The dungeon, as the name suggests, was used in ancient times in Europe to hold prisoners or punish erring servants and slaves.

Most of the noble castles have dungeons, but with the end of the dark Middle Ages, these dungeons were gradually abandoned, some were converted into wine cellars, and some were piled with debris.

The Hogwarts dungeon should have also been demolished, and there are no horrible torture instruments and iron fences for prisoners.

Qin Weijie walked around the dungeon. Dilapidated furniture and sundries were piled up in most places. It was obvious that the Hogwarts dungeon had basically been transformed into a warehouse for accumulating sundries.

After Qin Weijie's observation, the Hogwarts dungeon should have several floors. Qin Weijie's place is the first floor, and there is a door down there, but it is locked.

Qin Weijie tried to open the door with an unlocking spell out of curiosity, but it was obvious that the door was cursed, and the unlocking spell could not be opened, so Qin Weijie had no choice but to give up.