Chapter 342

The selection of the office is very fast. Zhou Yi chooses an office facing south, which is just at the other end of the office with Professor Chilo. In short, the third floor of Hogwarts Castle really seems to have only one purpose, which is to be used as the office of the professor of defense against the dark arts course... I have to say, apart from the threat of curse, such treatment is quite gratifying?

After all, Hogwarts is really big.

"Let's make sure it's here." When Zhou Yibai waved his hand, some objects and decorations appeared to decorate his office.

"Mirage is forbidden in the school. After that, I will tell Mileva to connect the fireplace of your office to the flying road network." Dumbledore said, "well, let's hurry to the auditorium. I think the students should be arriving soon."

The auditorium is very spacious. There are more than 300 people sitting in it. Of course, there are only 2780 people now, because more than 40 students of the first grade who are about to enter have not arrived.

The arrival of Zhou Yi and Dumbledore attracted a lot of people's attention. Dumbledore arranged Zhou Yi to sit down at the special long table in front of the auditorium, and then came to his own special place, the central place: "let me introduce to you, this year, there are two professors of defense against the dark arts, one is Professor Chilo, I believe you already know."

"It's very, very nice to see you all." Professor Chilo stammered. He was still wrapped in his thick headscarf. I don't know if it was because he was always smelling of garlic. Anyway, the left and right seats beside him were empty.

"There's another one, Zhou Yi, Professor Zhou, from far away China." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Hello, everyone." Zhou Yi looks around, smiles and nods.

"We met not long ago," Professor Felix said warmly to Zhou Yi. "Please sit here, Professor Zhou."

"Then I'll be disrespectful," Zhou Yi nodded, sat down, and chatted with Felix, while sproot joined the conversation.

There are lots of comments among the students below, a super handsome professor of defense against the dark arts from China! Obviously, they pay much more attention to Zhou Yi than to quibble, dress up oddly, and send out a strange smell.

"And Professor McGonagall?" During the chat, Zhou Yi looked around and said hello to all the professors. Then he asked the professor nearby curiously.

"Professor McGonagall should have gone to meet the freshmen. They can't come here directly. After all, there will be a branch ceremony later," Professor Felix said with a smile. "You know, the legend about the branch ceremony... Everyone is protecting this legend by heart."

"Ah, I understand. It's a pity. I've only heard about it, but I haven't really tried it yet." Zhou Yi said.

"Ah, I remember," Felix asked curiously. "I heard that you are from China. Are there many magic schools there?"

"Well, I'm not sure, because I'm self-taught," Zhou Yi shrugged. "But the way of education there is very different from Hogwarts and other magic schools."

"A big difference?" Felix is interested.

"Well, it's more complicated to say. I think we should wait until the future to speak with facts. Just in time, I also want to see what kind of role the Chinese way of education can play in Hogwarts." Zhou Yi didn't make it clear, but sold it, but what he said was true.

"I don't know what it is, but I'm really curious now," Felix said with a smile.

While they were chatting, a small door opened and Professor McGonagall, who looked more serious than usual, came out of the door and came to Dumbledore: "albus, the students are ready... But there is a little problem."

"Little problem?" Dumbledore was stunned.

"One student just broke another." When Professor McGonagall said this, he glanced at Zhou Yi. "I just learned about it... It has been cured, but because it happened before the formal branch of the hospital, it has never happened before, so how do we deal with it?"

"Have students of this age mastered such powerful magic?" Dumbledore looked interested.

Zhou Yi suddenly had an ominous premonition because of Professor McGonagall's glance.

I joked before that Harry would beat the next grade. Won't we start now? There's no branch yet. Hello!

"Not magic, but... Fists." Professor McGonagall glanced at Zhou Yi again, "and actually one hit three. Two of the three people were slightly injured, and the most serious one was fracture."

"OK... OK." Dumbledore finally noticed Professor McGonagall's eye movement, looked along the direction, found that it was Zhou Yi, and immediately understood who the protagonist was. Suddenly, his heart suddenly, and his mouth slightly twitched, "I think I know, um... What's the cause of the matter? Have those children been treated? "

"It has been cured. The reason is that the three students attacked the other student verbally, so the student couldn't help it." Professor McGonagall whispered.

"If that's the case, both sides are at fault. According to the normal deduction system, one person will be deducted 10 points, and a review paper will be written," Dumbledore quickly made a decision. "It can be announced after their separation. It's better to have the separation ceremony first now."

"OK, I see." Professor McGonagall nodded with a straight face. As he passed by, the students of other grades automatically shut up and kept silent, as if they had their own field of silence.

"Ha ha..." looking at Dumbledore's eyes, Zhou Yi could only smile.

Although the deviation from the expected is not too much, but it also comes too fast!

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Harry is a little flustered now.

Just when he was on the train, Harry Met Malfoy again... Different from last time, Malfoy didn't bring his father, but two students, and Harry didn't have Zhou Yi around, only two friends he just met.

Malfoy didn't plan to find Harry, but it happened that he ran into him. He was very angry when he thought of his father's angry but helpless anger at him during the holiday.

If I can't fight, what's the matter with me? And it's always said that we can solve all problems with power, isn't it a member of the Hogwarts board? Why not Zhou Yi and Harry Potter?

So, on the train, when he meets Harry again, Malfoy immediately turns on the sarcastic mode and wants to motivate Harry to fight. In his opinion, there is no Zhou Yi around Harry this time, but there are two little footmen around him. This wave first enrages Harry and asks him to fight first, and then beat Harry in the name of "self-defense", It's a perfect plan to kill two birds with one stone!

So, at the beginning of his plan, he succeeded in infuriating Harry, and also in making Harry shake his fist... The problem was that there was something wrong after that, he couldn't fight.

The abacus just set up a head to collapse directly, this hit but how all is a loss!

Malfoy is still in the freshmen group, far away from Harry's position. Until now, he can still feel the faint pain coming from his ribs... A teacher on the train released the healing spell on him, but to tell you the truth, he felt that the teacher's ability didn't seem very good

"Damn, why is his strength so strong? He should not be so thin! Besides, aren't we all mages? Why do some people swing their fists? Shouldn't they use their magic wands? " Malfoy thought angrily.

"Bad, just now I didn't control my beating..." Harry's eyes were floating. After more than a month's exercise, he didn't have any pressure on his physical fitness. At this time, his heart was full of question marks.

"It should be that their physical fitness is too rubbish... It should not be my problem... To be reasonable, they taunted me first. It's normal for me to defend myself and fight back... Zhou Yi won't scold me... It shouldn't be. He seems to have said before that he expected me to fight for the next grade... Will Hogwarts not enroll me..."

Around Harry, Ron and Hermione who just met don't seem to know what spiritual impact they have suffered. They are also silent. Naturally, they are witnesses of the "battle" - when they are ready to help, they see Harry knock the three people to the ground one by one.

"I went to eat at that time. I should have helped earlier. At least I could brag with Ferrand and others... After all, he's Harry Potter," thought Ron, freckled, big handed and long nosed. "Besides, Harry Potter is so good! It's a legendary character indeed

"I should have figured out what kind of magic words to use earlier... What kind of magic words to use... Why didn't Harry use a magic wand? Did the wizard fight like ordinary people?" Hermione, with such a thick head of hair and a pair of front teeth, thought, "but I have to use magic charms. After all, I have recited all the magic charms in the book..."

Of course, what they are most nervous about at this time is the so-called "branch ceremony". What exactly is it and what tests do they have to go through?

"It can't be a curse," Harry thought, persuading himself. "If that's the case, Chou won't tell me... Which college will I be assigned to... Not Slytherin anyway."

Just as their wishful thinking caused the atmosphere to become more quiet and dignified (the tension and expectation for the upcoming branch ceremony), a voice sounded: "now, line up in a single line, follow me, and the branch ceremony will begin soon."

Professor McGonagall came back. She looked straight across the crowd. Harry shrank his head. He knew that a quarter of that straight face should be his own credit.

"Don't break a bone next time, it's better to take it easy..." Harry thought, and then he focused on the coming ceremony.

They walked out of the small room, through the hall, and through a double door into the luxurious auditorium.

Yes, luxury. Harry thought of this adjective, probably because the decoration of gulinger is not as good as it is here. The students of other grades in the college have been sitting around four long tables. Thousands of candles floating in the air above the table shine brightly on the auditorium, and there are glittering gold plates and tall glasses on the table, It looks like some high-end party.

"Can those be pure gold?" Harry couldn't help thinking that he saw Zhou Yi immediately. To tell the truth, it's hard for him to see where Zhou Yi is at a glance. That kind of beauty can be easily recognized even in the crowd, not to mention that Zhou Yi is still sitting at a long table that seems to be full of teachers.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi didn't show any severe or reproachful expression. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and looked like "I told you, you will do it as expected". At this moment, Harry doubted whether Zhou Yi had any magic like prophecy or divination. Otherwise, how could it feel like Zhou Yi knew what would happen every time?

Then, under the guidance of Professor McGonagall, they stood in a row in front of the senior students, with their back to the teacher. Everyone was watching them. It seemed a little scary, especially Harry. He heard a lot of Small Voices - look, that's the famous Harry Potter.

"Yes, the famous Harry Potter broke a student's bone before the first day of school... Maybe he won't be able to enter school." Harry couldn't help thinking.

Until Professor McGonagall put a stool in front of them, and put on a pointed Wizard Hat. The hat looked very old, dirty, and patched. Everyone's eyes focused on it, and the auditorium became quiet, so Harry also stared at him. What's the use of the hat?

Soon, he knew, because the hat sang a long song, which sounded strange in meaning and tone. It said, "if you find a more beautiful hat than me, I'll eat myself." "I'm a noble branch hat, you can see what you think." it also talked about four colleges, Gryffindor's bravery, courage, boldness and chivalry; Hechpatch's integrity, loyalty, perseverance and honesty; Ravenclaw's wisdom and erudition, and Slytherin's cunning... Well, Harry doesn't want to enter Slytherin any more.

"I feel like the division hat is biased against Slytherin." Zhou Yi asked Fei Liwei in a low voice.

"Oh, there's no way. Almost all the bad guys and mysterious people come from Slytherin." Felix shook his head. "Also, it's said that the founder of Slytherin is not friendly to the branch hat..."

"Whoever I call now will put on his hat and sit on his stool and wait for the branch," said Professor McGonagall. "Hannah ABO!"

PS: high EQ: looking for inspiration today