If it doesn't work once, do we have to try a second ti?
Wouldn't it require social death twice?
The three young wizards looked at each other, they always felt that Andy was cheating them, but there was no evidence.
Andy sighed and shook his head, the young wizards of this generation can't do it! All of these are from experience. If you don't take the initiative to open your mouth, do you have to wait for the girl to take the initiative to open her mouth?
Besides, if you don't take the initiative, there will be soone more proactive than you.
Not bothering with them anymore, Andy hurriedly ate a portion of dinner, taking advantage of the fact that there was still more than an hour before lights out at eight, Andy pulled Hermione and hurriedly ran to the library.
The Modern Spell Theory was already finished, and Andy returned the book.
Magic books like this explained the principles of magic spells, you actually only needed to read the key points in it. Andy was not Hermione, it is impractical to morize the whole book.
Mainly, he didn't have that kind of mory either.
Andy picked, chose, and finally chose a book that explained the principles of magic spells, and prepared to further study about magic spells.
The library closed at eight at night, which also ant that Hogwarts' curfew had begun.
Andy and Hermione exited the library five minutes early and made their way back to the Ravenclaw dormitory.
"Good night!"
"Good night!"
Back in his dormitory, Andy took a hot shower and sat at his desk in his pyjamas, but his mind had flown to the Restricted Book Section of the library.
Night trips were a tradition at Hogwarts, and many people said that a Hogwarts career was incomplete without night trips.
Andy still rembered that in the film Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, Harry had cloaked himself in an invisibility cloak and was able to break into the Restricted section of the library - it looked heavily guarded, but in reality, it was as if there were no defences at all.
That said, Andy still didn't dare to be careless.
After all, the person who broke into the Restricted Book Section in the film was Harry Potter, and he was clearly treated differently by Dumbledore.
It was like the person who stole the Sealed Book in Naruto was Naruto Uzumaki.
Can a different person do that?
'It's better to be prepared for everything, I should better learn the Disillusionnt Charm first.' Andy thought in his mind.
Looking at the parchnt on the desk, Andy didn't have the slightest intention to write his howork.
"Anthony, have you finished your howork for Potions class?" Andy asked.
"Finished it, do you want to use it?"
Anthony was sitting on the bed thinking about sothing, and was surprised when he heard this, "Didn't you already make a potion in class?"
"It's because I made it that I don't want to waste ti on my howork."
Andy said, "Don't worry, I won't copy it down identically, I have experience in this area."
Anthony searched his nightstand and handed Andy his written paper, "Andy, I've just been thinking about what I should say when I first strike up a conversation with a girl. What was the first thing you said to Hermione when you first t her?"
Andy: "..."
So that's what you've been thinking about all night?
As Anthony started the topic, Terry and Michael ca to their senses, "Yeah, Andy, just tell us! This is about the lifelong happiness of our brothers."
"This kind of thing has to be improvised, how can there be a set routine?"
Andy pondered for a mont, "You guys let think about it...for example, you can go borrow howork from the girl you like, then buy her so snacks or sothing as a thank you."
"It's a natural way to get acquainted over ti."
Anthony was a little embarrassed, "But I've already finished my howork."
Terry was also a bit distressed, "I've also finished my howork, even if I can lie, but what if the other party refuses to lend it?"
Michael was even more distressed, "And buy her snacks? I don't have much pocket money in total."
Andy: "..."
You three will be single for the rest of your lives!
"I've already said how to pick up a girl for the first ti, you guys can try it soti."
After not bothering the three brats and finishing his Potions class howork with a breeze, Andy put the paper away and laid down on his stomach to sleep with his eyes closed.
Tomorrow morning there would be a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, as well as a Charms class, and in the afternoon there would be a Transfiguration class, all of which were classes Andy was looking forward to, Andy didn't have the ti to act as an emotional ntor to a few brats.
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Early the next morning, Andy woke up at eight as usual, washed up and woke up his three roommates, and then went to the ground floor great hall to eat.
To be honest, Andy was sowhat looking forward to the upcoming Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
The film didn't go into detail about how Professor Quirrell's class went, Andy only knew that Quirrell was the villainous Big Boss of the film, whose brain was eaten by Voldemort.
As well as the Halloween dinner where he seems to have been scared out of his wits by a troll.
Huh? Sothing didn't seem quite right.
At eight-fifty-five, Andy arrived at the classroom of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and waited with anticipation for Voldemort to give him his first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson.
Just as he walked into the classroom, Andy couldn't help but frown.
What's that sll?
The windows of the classroom were covered with curtains, and the room was lit only by a few torches.
The gloomy classroom was filled with a strong odour of garlic and the air was humid. Just entering this classroom gave Andy a feeling of nausea.
The young Slytherins who were in class with the Ravenclaw beca even more grumpy.
Malfoy even bellowed on the spot, "How could Dumbledore hire this kind of person to be a professor? I'm going to tell my Father and kick him out of Hogwarts."
Andy glanced at Malfoy and secretly mourned for him in his heart.
According to the script, Voldemort will be resurrected sooner or later, and hopefully, when he does, he won't care about your behaviour today.
Hermione sat beside Andy with a slight frown on her face, and in a rare instance, she didn't speak up for Professor Quirrell.
It seed like she didn't have a good opinion of the professor either.
"I'm...so sorry..."
Quirrell walked into the classroom, his entire body seed to cower as he stamred, "I was injured by a vampire...I can't be exposed to the light right now...I just treated the wound, the odour...the sll might be a bit unbearable...I hope you all forgive ."
So, our Defense Against the Dark Arts class professor, was injured by a dark creature?
This is similar to the flight class professor who couldn't handle a flying accident, huh?
Are you guys the Crouching Phoenixes of Hogwarts?
Hearing about vampires, the young wizards imdiately beca energized.
A certain young wizard imdiately asked, "Professor, where did you et the vampire and did you defeat it?"
"I...I t the...vampire in Romania, and I expelled him."
Another young wizard questioned, "Professor, were you bitten by a vampire?"
"No... not... bitten..."
Quirrell seed to be eager to prove his ability, he pointed to his turban and said again, "I helped an African Chieftain expel the reanimated vampire last year...this...this turban was a gift from that Chieftain to ."
Andy was already hopeless about this lesson.
Voldemort, is this how you teach Defense Against the Dark Arts class?
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