Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 312: Brand new ancient magic text lesson

()The ancient magic text classroom is a very bright classroom. Because there are many windows and they face southwest, sunlight will invade the entire classroom through the windows in the afternoon.

On the walls of the classroom, there are various slates, photos, and rubbings, all of which are samples of magic texts obtained through the hands of archaeologists.

It is the objects that contain the ancient atmosphere that make this classroom also covered with a layer of mystery.

Standing by the window and looking out, you see the empty lawn in front of the castle. When the breeze blows, the neat lawn swings with the wind, quietly swaying layers of green waves.

If you look further in the distance, you can still vaguely see several rolling mountains. Although you can't see it here, Hogsmeade Village is indeed in that direction.

Sometimes, one or two owls will fly from the side of the mountain, gradually magnify from small dots, and then with a few faint flapping sounds, they will half-glide toward the west tower on the left side of the field of vision.

At the top of that tower is the school’s owl shed.

Speaking of which, the environment of the ancient magic text classroom is actually one of the best in Hogwarts Castle. Studying here at least feels more relaxed and pleasant than studying in the basement or other places.

It stands to reason that such an excellent environment alone is enough to attract many students to take this course.

However, the students who choose this elective subject, which is no less boring than the history of magic, and whose understanding is more difficult than the divination class, are always inferior under the admonition of generations of seniors. Count it up.

Maca gently opened the door of the classroom, looked around the classroom left and right, and then walked to the window. When passing by the lecture table, he conveniently placed the textbook in his hand and a list on it.

But when he took two steps forward, he turned around again and took the list back into his hands.

There is still a short while before the last get out of class ends. At this time, the classroom appears empty, and every step he walks will leave a clear rubbing sound.

Maca stood in front of the window, drew out his wand and waved it. All the windows were opened, and a cool breeze gently brushed his neck, making him feel refreshed.

He lowered his head and casually flipped through the list in his hand.

The number of freshmen enrolled at Hogwarts is not fixed every year. Like the first grade where Maca and Harry are enrolled, the number of freshmen is particularly small.

Furthermore, there are nearly a thousand students in the whole school. Even if the elective courses are only voluntary choices, they will not be as small as the list of elective students in the ancient magic course in Maca's hand.

Currently, in the .Ls class, there are a total of 56 students in the three grades; among the students in the sixth and seventh grades, there are only 15 students in the.

The next fifth grade ancient magic text class is the one of Maca, which has the least number of students in recent years, and the total number of four colleges is only 10 people.

The most curious thing about Maca now is, why didn't this course just be canceled?

No! In fact, there are actually only 9 students who will be coming for a while. As for the other student who is absent for some reason...

"Villy Blois."

Maca looked at the name on the list, and a moment of doubt flashed across his face.

Yes, this school year, the girl who was full of mysteries, dropped out of school again. Although it is not clear what happened to her, or what is happening. But the other party didn't want to mention it, so he wouldn't be ignorant of it.

Some secrets will not be easier just because they are told to others, just like the secrets of Maca himself, he would not want anyone to know.

At this moment, there was a crisp ringtone in the corridor outside the classroom. The last class was over, and the students should move in a hurry to go to the classroom for the next class.

Maca smiled slightly, reached out and took out a stack of small pieces of paper from her waist, then raised her wand and waved it lightly. In an instant, the pieces of paper fluttered by themselves, spinning and falling at his feet.

When he pointed at the square stool next to the lecture table for the last time, the only piece of paper in his hand slid gently to the surface of the square stool, and leaned down beside the lecture table with it.

At the same time, Maca's figure became hazy in a trance.

"...Come on, right here."

Along with the unexpected noise and noise in the corridor, several students crowded around and pushed open the door of the classroom.

"Hey, McLean hasn't arrived yet?"

"Hey! It should be called'Professor McLean'!"

"Oh, I haven't gotten used to it yet..."

In the classroom of the ancient magic text class, the windows are all open, and the wind gently flips the curtains, looking like skirts dancing in the wind.

The number of people in the classroom was increasing, and it didn't take long for Maca to expect the "9 people". It seems that even some students who have no class have come to watch.

It's not that the academic achievements listed by Dumbledore last night moved the little wizards.

In fact, the reason why everyone came together was actually just because among a group of "adult" professors, a peer like Maca suddenly appeared.

If you are not curious, it must be impossible!

Everyone wants to see what novelty the course taught by this legendary classmate Maca will look like.

Soon, there were already a lot of people in the originally empty classroom; this ancient magic text classroom with a maximum of 50 students was already occupied by most of the students at this time.

At the back door of the classroom, there was even a little Professor Flitwick. It seemed that he wanted to take advantage of the absence of classes to come and observe the first class that Maca was in charge of!

However, to Maca's regret, the inconspicuous square stool lying on the side of the lecture table was still not noticed.

Just then, the class bell rang.

"Ding Ding Ding Dong Dang--"

The crisp bell ringing from the magic bell in the hall spread throughout every corridor in the castle, and two dangling figures walked in from the door just like this.

It was Luna who came in first. She was still as usual, looking left and right in a daze, as if she was surprised that there were so many classmates in the always deserted ancient magic text classroom.

Behind Luna was a panting female student, and her wizard robe indicated that she was a Hufflepuff.

"Sorry, I, I—I'm late again!"

The little witch's name is Hannah Abbot.

I saw she bowed deeply and panicked at the door, and then straightened up again in a hurry, seeming to be looking for the professor as much as possible.

Seriously, Hannah's behavior has been so rough since she first entered school. In terms of the characteristics of being left behind, she is even more serious than Neville.

It seems that she has been busy all her life to get lost, find lost things, and recall other people's names. Sometimes it can be really powerless.

In front of Hannah, Luna blinked her big eyes. Her silver-gray eyes swayed as if they had no focus, and passed slowly by the desk.

Hannah hurriedly followed her and chased after her. It seemed that she never wanted to stay at the door of the classroom alone.

At this moment, Luna suddenly stopped, and the reckless girl behind her almost hit her back.

"Huh?"

Don't look at Luna's usual trance look, but in some ways, her feelings are surprisingly sharp.

Her eyes were attracted by the square stool lying beside the lecture table.

Hannah hurriedly stopped her footsteps. After seeing Luna looking back, she also subconsciously looked behind her, and noticed the square stool for the first time.

"Oh."

Hannah blinked her eyes inexplicably, and then walked over habitually, reaching out to the square stool that fell to the ground.

Hannah Abbot is a reckless girl who can't even take care of herself, but her heart is clearer and purer than many people.

Although she is always reckless, when others need help, this girl will always try to do what she can for others.

Maca and Hannah are students in the same class, and they are also divided into Hufflepuff College. He knew very well in his heart that if this girl were to help the square stool.

The only question is whether she can notice.

As soon as Hannah Abbot lifted up the square stool, behind the gently dancing curtain by the window, a vague figure gradually appeared, and almost everyone’s eyes were surprised. In it, it slowly became clear.

It feels as if he is being separated from the invisible wind by an invisible force. Although it is a bit abrupt, there is no sense of disharmony.

"Raising the fallen square stool casually, this is an excellent character that is inconspicuous but cannot be ignored--" Maca looked at the students in the classroom~IndoMTL.com~ Gentle smile, "Because of Hannah Abbot’s behavior, I add 5 points to Hufflepuff College."

"Wow! What's that? Is it the ‘Fairy Hidden Potion’ invented by McLean?"

"It may also be a high-level magic spell-the phantom spell, I heard the seventh grade senior mention it..."

"Look, what are those pieces of paper on the ground? I didn't see it just now—"

As Maca's voice gradually fell, there was a low buzz in the classroom, and everyone couldn't help discussing how Maca appeared.

"Be quiet, everyone!" Maca said, and with a light swing of the magic wand in his hand, the small piece of paper on the square stool fell back to a certain point on the ground, and his figure became blurred again. .

Immediately afterwards, he shook his wand again, and the pieces of paper on the ground immediately swirled and flew back to his unfolded left hand.

"In this first class, I will tell you one thing clearly-ancient magic literature has its unique charm and great value!"