As expected, the rain did not stop in the afternoon. The Magical Creatures class originally held outside was switched with History of Magic. The person teaching the class was a ghost named Binns.

Time has no meaning to the dead, and he always talks about the past that has nothing to do with the living. Hufflepuff who ate too much for lunch and Gryffindor who consumed too much energy in flying lessons

They were all sleeping on the table, and only a few people really listened attentively, including Lily Evans. Pomona noticed that she was not surrounded by the other three girls like herself, and thought of Sis who was always clinging to her.

Nap, and her pretty face, Pomona suddenly sympathized with her situation.

Witch is not a good word. Who knows if some Muggle madman will suddenly get out of his mind and tie her to the stake to exorcise the evil spirits.

In the Middle Ages, due to several plagues that swept across Europe and almost wiped out humankind, the power of the church became unprecedentedly powerful. They established the Inquisition to eliminate dissidents and what they considered evil spirits through "legal" means. Huo

When Gwartz was founded, the whole of Europe was extremely hostile to wizards. Under this situation, four wizards decided to open a school to train wizards in a place far away from Muggles. The four people are: Godric Gryffindor, Lorraine

Ina Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin and Helga Hufflepuff.

The parents, brothers and sisters of Muggle-born wizards are ordinary people, and they will report to the church and people who are also ignorant of magic for various reasons.

The feeling of being betrayed by relatives is terrible, because they are supposed to be the most trustworthy people. On the train, Lily once mentioned that she has a sister named Penny. If neither of them has candy, they can live in harmony. However, if one

If one person has it and one person doesn't, then it will be difficult for the person who doesn't not feel jealous.

If it were just candy, Hufflepuff's solution would be to share it. Unfortunately, magic talent is not candy, and there is no way to share it.

Poor Lily.

Pomona was extremely sad. Lily couldn't leave the annoying Snape alone, so she couldn't integrate into Gryffindor. If she didn't date Slytherin, the girls would pretend to be with her in order to show that they were generous and friendly.

This beauty has made friends, and now she has a suitable excuse, so they can isolate her openly.

Yes, this behavior is very childish, but they are only eleven years old. Compared with some people who do one thing in front of others and another behind their backs when they grow up, this kind of behavior can be considered honest and cute.

"What are you looking at a girl for?" Susan said into Pomona's ear.

"Why did you change places with Mary?" Pomona said listlessly. She also wanted to sleep in this drowsy class.

"Jenny has been watching James Potter." Susan said listlessly, "Mary has been watching Sirius Black, and now they are friends."

Everyone knew how prominent the Black family was, but Pomona didn't expect Mary to be so whimsical.

"I want to join the Holyhead Harpies, but they only recruit witches." Susan said.

"I don't know, Susan, I'm not interested in Quidditch." Pomona said listlessly, what's the fun in so many people riding broomsticks chasing a small golden flying ball.

"The 708th Triwizard Tournament will be held when we are in fourth grade. It is really not the right time for us to enter the school." Susan continued.

The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years. For fourth-year students who are busy preparing for the ordinary wizard level exam, they really miss it.

"Don't worry, you can come back to see me after you have children."

Susan sighed and lay on the table, "You can't play Quidditch after you get married and have children."

"Do you know where this Triwizard Tournament will be held?"

"Beauxbatons." Susan said, "Don't you even read the newspaper?"

Pomona was moved and wanted to take this opportunity to visit Beauxbatons.

The situation in four years' time should be better than it is now. There are too many questions plaguing her, but the premise is that she can participate in the Triwizard Tournament and cope with the ordinary wizard level examination at the same time.

Investing time and energy in studies would lead to a lot less fun. She liked the happy atmosphere of Hufflepuff, but she wanted to take a different path from ordinary people.

Looking at the pearly white ghost on the podium, Pomona remembered what Mrs. Sprout had said to her.

If she wants to love someone, she must first determine whether that person is worth loving and not be fooled by appearances. She must master the skills of identifying people. This is exactly what Mrs. Sprout hopes Pomona learns from the Fat Monk.

A monk ran into a school full of wizards and became a ghost. What could be weirder than this? There were also Bloody Barrow, Peeves, the Gray Lady, and Nearly Headless Nick. She had a premonition that there was a period

The past has been sealed in ghost's memory. Since she was born a witch, she can no longer think about love like an ordinary girl.

"Are you going to go back to the lounge to do your homework after class?" Pomona asked Susan.

"No...can you lend it to me to copy after you finish it? ^_^"

"Then you have to come to the library." Pomona laughed along with Susan. "In exchange, I want to ask you to help me with something."

"Go ahead." Susan said boldly.

"What is the best broomstick now? Can your parents buy it and send it to Hogwarts?"

"I'll take care of the little things." Susan promised, patting her chest. Pomona couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Sure enough, just like Mrs. Sprout said, friendly and compassionate people can easily make friends.

How much loyalty needs to be tested.

Pomona looked towards Gryffindor. In addition to the two fixed combinations of James and Sirius, there were two more people beside them. They were probably from the same dormitory, and the other was a tall boy with a pale face.

The other was a short boy who once sat in a boat with Pomona. It was because of his instability that she almost fell into the lake. Fortunately, Snape pulled her up, otherwise she would have been there.

Walt became a joke throughout the school year.

"Are you watching James Potter too?" Susan looked unhappy.

"The man next to James Potter, the man lying on the table looking tired." Pomona asked Susan, "Do you know who he is?"

"Who?" Susan looked at it for a long time, obviously she was not suitable to be a seeker.

"Nothing." Pomona said absentmindedly. She saw that he had a strange feeling and a bitter taste in his mouth. The taste was not chocolate, but more like some kind of medicinal material.

"His health looks really bad. How could Dumbledore allow him to come to Hogwarts?" Susan finally found out who Pomona was talking about.

"Maybe Professor Slughorn's potion can change his physique. I heard that many potions have miraculous effects." Pomona said nonsense.

"How is that possible?" Susan stroked her chin, as if thinking of a bad idea.

"what's on your mind?"

"I wonder if I would become as powerful as William Duncan if I drank Polyjuice Potion laced with William Duncan's hair."

Even a girl like Pomona who is not interested in sports knows who William Duncan is. He is the seeker of Puddlemere, the oldest football team. The most important thing is that he is a boy.

"Hey, look, what is that?" A Hufflepuff boy was looking out the window. A witch was planting a tree on the campus grounds. She used birth magic, and the tree quickly grew from a small tree to a small one.

The sapling turned into a big tree.

"Wow." The knowledgeable Hufflepuffs exclaimed. Gryffindor, who was awakened, scoffed and went back to the table to sleep. Binns was unaware of everything in front of him and continued to talk about things that no one was listening to.

class.

"It's the Whomping Willow!" Susan murmured. "Why is there such a dangerous plant growing in the school?"

"Maybe it's to strengthen the castle's defense." Pomona also lost interest in it. "Anyway, as long as you don't get close to it, you don't have to worry about getting hurt."

So Susan also lost interest in it, and the two kept chatting for a while. Finally, they couldn't stand the call of the god of sleep, and fell asleep on the table like everyone else.
Chapter completed!