Dumbledore's words were like dropping a pebble on a calm lake, and the mutterings spread like ripples.

Going to Nurmengard for academic exchange... In the eyes of most students, this sentence can be expressed in another way - Hogwarts will select a group of people to go to Nurmengard to be beaten.

In the last school year, Nurmengard's students didn't seem to take advantage of many, but many people have realized that the other party's ability is obviously better than that of Hogwarts at the same age.

If you go to someone else's territory... the faces of the students at Hogwarts look a little ugly.

Sean's expression wasn't very good either. He was not afraid of academic exchanges. It didn't matter who would bully whom - the key was Grindelwald.

That old man who didn't like to abide by the rules and was unpredictable, Sean always felt that the other party would do something abnormal to him.

Dumbledore waited for the students in the auditorium to discuss for a while before reaching out his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. His expression became slightly more serious: "This is a good learning opportunity. I hope the chosen ones can focus on studying." and progress - the selection method will be notified to everyone halfway through the semester."

After the chaotic school song session, everyone got up and walked towards the lounges of their respective colleges. The prefects were busy leading the freshmen. Daisy was mixed in the team, and many students were already fighting with her. Say hello.

Not only her outstanding appearance, but her familiar relationship with Sean was also noticed by others. The influence of the Ravenclaw socialite was quite good, and the somewhat shy Daisy was almost frightened by the enthusiasm of the students.

Sean smiled at her and told her not to be afraid. Although the eaglets were arrogant, they were still good friends after getting along well.

However, Hermione did not wait for him this time. The girl had a lively chat with Selma, whom she had just met, and the two of them went straight back to the dormitory together.

Why have I become a loner? Sean shook his head helplessly and walked back slowly.

The next morning, Hermione was back to her usual self, drinking pumpkin juice while reading the Daily Prophet that had just been delivered by an owl.

"...The Ministry of Magic encountered a thief?" Hermione said in surprise.

Sean leaned his head closer. The black and white photo of Fudge on the most prominent page of the newspaper was avoiding the reporters' photos.

"The Ministry of Magic encountered a mysterious thief. The Minister said he would catch the thief as soon as possible, but he remained silent about the missing items in the Ministry." Under the bold title, Fudge's expression in the photo looked a little irritable.

"It is reported that this incident occurred in the early morning, and the intruder blended into the Ministry of Magic staff at work... The Aurors quickly launched a hunt, but the intruder was not captured..." Hermione read the report in a low voice, Then he covered his mouth in surprise, "That's the time we go to the station!"

Sean nodded: "Then the traffic police Harry and the others met...no, the Auror they met was probably chasing the prisoner."

"What would that intruder steal?"

Sean shook his pumpkin juice and found that it was not unusually sticky before casually saying: "Who knows, there are many mysterious things in the Ministry of Magic, right?"

Hermione nodded: "But the security measures of the Ministry of Magic are not even as good as Hogwarts!"

"Hermione, Hogwarts is much safer than the Ministry of Magic."

After enjoying breakfast, they walked towards the underground classroom. The first class of school was Potions class, which made Sean a little nervous.

"Huh?" Hermione, who walked into the classroom before him, made a confused voice.

"What's wrong?" Sean walked in and showed a strange expression.

The underground classroom was as gloomy as ever, but in front of the podium, a dozen cauldrons were set up, and potions were bubbling inside.

Hermione sat in front of a cauldron, sniffed the smell, and said with a puzzled expression: "Is this a tonic? We haven't learned the content of fourth grade yet."

Sean sat down next to her. Although he was always picked on by Snape, he was still used to staying in the front row with Hermione. He was scolded and he still needed to work hard to study.

"If I hadn't seen Snape still on the teacher's desk yesterday, I would have thought Professor Slughorn was back - oh, is that the elixir?" Sean saw a small one in the center The golden liquid inside the crucible is jumping like a fish.

"Yes..." Hermione's expression became even more confused, "Although the recipe for the elixir is written in the textbook "Advanced Potion Making", there are very few people in the wizarding world who can successfully brew it. There's no way Nep can teach us this."

Sean nodded, and then a strange thought came to him: Snape didn't want to take these potions as a reward like Slughorn, did he?

This is so magical...

While they were whispering, the door of the underground classroom was pushed open violently, and the big bat walked in resolutely.

The whispers in the classroom disappeared instantly under his gloomy eyes.

Just when Snape opened the roll call, a group of people hurriedly ran outside the classroom, it was Harry and the others.

"Potter-sir, let's see, late for the first class of term, aren't you?"

Harry gasped: "Professor, ha-ha-ha, there are still three minutes left?"

"When I walked into the Potions classroom, the class had already started - because you three are late on the first day of school, you will be deducted five points from Gryffindor." Snape said coldly.

"Professor, this..."

"Are you waiting for me to invite you to your seats?"

Harry's lips twitched twice, and finally he sat down angrily.

Sean had some toothache. He thought that Snape's attitude might be a little friendlier after Daisy entered school, but now it seems that he and Harry will have to suffer for a long time...

Dumbledore has announced that all future lectures will be held in the four houses at the same time. In the underground classroom, the second-year students were sitting upright, waiting for Snape to finish the roll call.

After making sure that no one was absent, Snape stood in front of the cauldrons.

"Our principal told me that future classes will be more rigorous. Although I don't know if each of you can bring your own brain - but I still prepared something."

He stood in front of a crucible: "This may inspire your yearning for magic potions - of course, most of you will not be able to brew many of the magic potions here after graduation."

Snape sneered, and then asked quickly: "Wallup, tell me, what is this pot of potion?"

Sean stood up and looked carefully at the cauldron that Snape pointed to, which contained a rich milky white liquid.

Hmm...I don't know...

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