Ten minutes later, when Hagrid left the staff table and waved them happily to him, Hermione and the others avoided his gaze and waved at him in a sloppy manner.
After breakfast, they were still sitting in their seats because they had to wait for Professor McGonagall to come down from the staff table to issue the course schedule.
The work of distributing course schedules this semester is more complicated than usual. Professor McGonagall first needs to ensure that each student's O.W.L. grades meet the requirements before he can continue to study the N.E.W.T. Improvement class courses he chose.
Hermione had long planned for her courses.
She wanted to continue learning spells, dark magic defense, metamorphosis, herbalism, arithmetic divination, ancient runes and potions.
As Hermione, who has excellent performance in the decimal areas, there is no problem in choosing any course, and Zhou Hao has no problem in it.
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The courses of ancient Maniwen were assigned a large group of homework, and Hermione was a little disappointed, but this was her own choice. For Zhou Hao, learning was simply too simple.
In the Gryffindor lounge.
He finished all his homework at the speed of making Hermione jealous, and Hermione was still writing.
"Do you want me to help you?" Zhou Hao deliberately teased Hermione and said.
Hermione pouted and said stubbornly: "No! I can do it myself!"
How can you let others do your homework? This is the self-cultivation of a top student.
Harry and Ron, who don’t have so many courses, went to practice Quidditch, which made Harry and Ron think that sixth grade was simply amazing.
Zhou Hao took out a boring photo of today's Prophet Daily.
There was a huge news in the newspaper that London's Millennium Bridge was destroyed by a group of Death Eaters, killing more than 30 Muggles. The Ministry of Magic was busy helping the Death Eaters wipe their butts, and Minister Amelia went to "visit" the Muggles' president in person.
Of course, it was not invited. The Muggle President did not even know the existence of the magic world. The Ministry of Magic has not contacted the Muggle President for decades.
But facts are better than words. After President Muggle ran to the bathroom and washed his face, he believed this fact.
He agreed to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic to continue to cover up the wizard world. The Muggles that had been destroyed by the bridge were concentrated to clear their memories, and the bridge quickly returned to its original state with the cooperation of several wizards.
So there is no news in the Muggle world at all, and the magic world has reported it in detail.
Not long after, Harry and Ron came back with a joke. It seemed that they had a great time playing.
"Oh my God, Hermione, why do you have so much homework?" Ron shouted exaggeratedly, the gloom in his eyes was unconcealed.
The poor student mocked the academic master for learning a lot of knowledge, which really gave him a shame, haha! Zhou Hao intercepted his love, and he only had a friendly fight with Hermione.
Hermione gave Ron a blank look, looked up at the time, stacked up all the homework, leaving behind a portion of the books on Black Magic Defense, because the next section is Professor Snape's class.
Zhou Hao waved his hand and the two of them disappeared on the table. Harry and Ron looked envious. They didn't know how to use the magic of the dimensional space.
However, this world has space backpacks, but it is far behind Zhou Hao's storage space.
Hermione has a small beaded bag that casts the traceless stretching spell, which can also put a lot of things, but there is no space equipment like Zhou Hao that can be collected and released with a casual wave.
"Don't worry, Snape will not have too little homework assigned by him in a while!" Hermione sneered.
His words made Harry and Ron look ugly, and Snape was a nightmare existence in the trio's heart.
Seeing Zhou Hao's calm expression, Ron said depressedly: "Zhou Hao, are you not worried at all?"
Zhou Hao said indifferently: "You are thinking too much. Do everything you should do well. Don't expect any fairness. Professor Snape is the dean of Slytherin. As long as he doesn't let him deduct points, don't think he can get extra points for his excellent performance."
Harry and Ron were speechless. Who can compete with you? If they can do everything well, they will be top students. They will definitely not let Snape catch the handle.
The four of them came to the door of the Black Magic Defense Class classroom. The door of the classroom had not been opened yet, and everyone was queuing in order in order.
Snape is a gloomy and mean person. He is not only mean to the trio, but to no one. His tenderness may have passed away with Lily's death.
Therefore, he had to abide by the rules in his class. Everyone lined up in groups of three or three, chatting in a low voice.
"Oh my God, why do we still have to face him? I thought I would get rid of him after the O.W.L exam" Ron whispered with a sad face.
Harry was also very depressed. He did not expect that Snape would become a professor of black magic defense in the sixth grade. If he still taught potions, neither Harry nor Ron would be eligible to draft N.E.W.T.'s potions courses.
At this moment, the classroom door opened and Snape walked into the corridor. He was as good as before, with greasy black hair splitting from both sides, framed the waxy face, and the team immediately fell silent.
His attention will always be on Harry, but Harry doesn't want to be so special in front of Snape.
"Come in!" Snape said coldly.
When he walked into the classroom, Zhou Hao looked around and saw that Snape had already branded his own personality traits in the classroom.
The curtains were pulled tightly, with only the glimmer of light emitted by the candle, and the light was dimmer than usual.
Some pictures were posted on the wall that were not before, and many of them were suffering people, ferocious wounds and bizarre and twisted parts of the body. After the students sat down, no one spoke, and they all turned their heads and looked at the gloomy and terrifying pictures on the wall.
Haha, Zhou Hao likes this style, as if he has entered Fengdu City.
Zhou Hao and Hermione found a seat to sit down, Harry and Ron sat behind them, and everyone took out the book and put it on the table.
"I haven't asked you to take out the book yet," Snape said, closing the classroom door, and walking to the back of the podium to face the whole class.
Hermione quickly threw her book "Encountering the Faceless Monster" back into her schoolbag and stuffed it under her chair.
The same was true for other students, but Zhou Hao sat there carelessly and ignored Snape at all. Snape just took a look and did not continue to talk about it.
Except for the beginning, he tried to make things difficult for Zhou Hao, but Zhou Hao may know more about the theoretical knowledge of potions than he did, and he could not do it at all.
As long as Zhou Hao wants this knowledge, he can go to hell to find a wizard's soul to read it.
After several attempts, Zhou Hao was criticized several times. Snape wanted to punish Zhou Hao but couldn't do it. Because Zhou Hao's backstage was very tough, he gave up.
Besides, if it weren't for Zhou Hao and Harry and the others who were too close, any teacher would like to have students like him.
"I have something to say to you, and I hope your attention is highly focused."
His dark eyes swept across his raised faces and stayed on Harry's face slightly longer than others.
"So far, you must have changed five teachers in this course."
Chapter completed!