After beating more than a dozen senior students in a row, Jaminie would live in the dormitory with confidence and boldness.

It's nothing if those guys come to find fault, they are afraid that they will make some small moves behind their backs. Although it probably won't have any big impact, it will be very annoying.

After leaving the communal lounge, we arrived at the empty corridor. The castle was pitch black, but in Gemini's opinion, the light was just a little darker.

A spider silk shot to the roof, and Jamini soared into the air, stepped on the ceiling of the corridor quickly, and walked upside down towards the upstairs.

The castle was particularly quiet at night, and even the stairs that moved around during the day were honest.

Ai —

A spider silk shot on the stairs on the third floor. Jamini pulled it hard and used the spider silk to bounce into the air in the third floor. When he flew over the second floor, he also made a face at Mrs. Loris passing by.

"Meow!!"

Angry cat moans rang in the empty corridor, and the old Felch cursing voice came from the corridor in the distance. Jamini smiled, his figure flashed a few times and disappeared above the stairs.

He flew all the way to the eighth floor, and Jamini's feet were not touching the ground, and spider silks pulled him over the corridor. Soon, Jamini found a huge old tapestry.

The stall was painted with an unknown strange species and a troll, and the unknown species seemed to be teaching trolls ballet.

Jamini was looking for a house that would be answered, and he planned to live there in the future.

However, regarding the House of Responsible Requests, he only remembered that there was a sculpture of a monster opposite the opposite side or something. Fortunately, there was only one place on the entire eighth floor with monsters painted, which was easy to find.

"Then...the blank wall opposite the tapestry..."

Jamini fell from the ceiling and walked back and forth three times in front of the blank wall.

Jamini focused on thinking: I need a place that will allow me to sleep comfortably, and no one can enter the room.

When he turned around for the third time, a smooth door appeared on the wall.

Jamini pushed open the door and a beautiful room appeared in front of him.

The room was clean and there was a large round table in the middle, with several chairs next to the round table.

Colorful hammocks were hung everywhere in the room, and the walls were covered with brightly colored tapestries. Lights were placed in every corner of the room, making the whole room shine transparently.

Walk into the house and close the door.

In the corridor, the wooden door on the wall slowly disappeared.

Jamini wandered around the room and found that all the living facilities in the room could be found, the kitchen, bathroom, and toilet were all cleaned up, as if they were waiting for Jamini's arrival.

The house of requests is the most legendary room in Hogwarts since ancient times, and Jamini is here at this time.

Jamini still remembered that Voldemort's crown was hidden in this house that he would meet his requests, and he planned to find it tomorrow.

As for today...

Jamini took off her clothes, found the largest hammock, covered her with a blanket, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, when Jamini appeared in the auditorium, he attracted a lot of attention.

"Where did you sleep last night?" Draco asked in surprise when he looked at the refreshed Jamini.

"The principal's office." Jaminie's face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she was panicking: "Professor Dumbledore also generously helped me clean up a bed."

Draco opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief: "You actually stayed with that old lunatic in the principal's office for one night?"

"I've thought about squeezing with Professor Snape, but I guess he won't be happy." Jaminie shrugged and ate the fried egg on the plate: "In addition, if Professor Dumbledore is really an old lunatic, he will definitely not be able to sit in his current position."

Draco was stunned, not knowing how to refute.

After breakfast, Snape appeared at the Slytherin's long table with a stinky face. With a wave of his wand, the class schedules fell in front of the students of all grades.

"The first class is the history of magic, I'll go to the classroom first."

Jamini didn't plan to stay for a long time, so he turned around and left the auditorium with the class schedule. Professor Snape's eyes were too hot and he could not bear it.

If you want to understand a country, you must first understand its history. This sentence applies even in the wizarding world. Therefore, if you want to let new students understand the magic world, you must first start with the history of the magic world.

The one who teaches the history of magic is a ghost, and the students call him Professor Bins. It is rumored that he was a professor of magic history during his lifetime. Until one day, when he came to class, he left his body in the office.

Jamie thought the principal of Hogwarts at that time was so happy - look at what I found? A ghost teacher who didn't need a salary!

Jamini thought with some bad taste. Dumbledore knew that the loss rate of teachers in the black magic defense class was relatively high, but he still recruited people every year. Is this the plan to hold on?

I would rather kill the wrong one than let go. Over time, one or two will always turn into ghosts...

To be honest, Mr. Bins' class is indeed unsatisfactory. On the morning of the first day of school, half of the students in the class slept to death in class.

If Professor Trelawney was here, he might shout with horror: Ignore! This is unknown!

Unfortunately, Trelawney's divination class will not start in the third grade.

Fortunately, there was only one magic history on Monday morning, and there were no other courses, one lesson in Slytherin and Ravenclaw, one lesson in Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, and only one magic history a week.

But relatively speaking, teachers are relatively busy. After all, a teacher has to teach seven grades, such as the deans of four colleges, and at least twelve or three classes a week.

Fortunately, the courses for the sixth and seventh grades are elective. In the sixth and seventh grades, they are not divided into the college according to the courses, but all the students who took one course in the whole grade took a big class together.

"Speaking of this, did anyone go to see me last night?"

During lunch, Jamini asked Draco.

Draco shook his head: "No, I think they should be scared by you... I slept very peacefully all night. Are you planning to come back to stay tonight?"

"Not intended." Jamini shook his head.

The two were chatting, and a black figure appeared beside Jamini, blocking the sunshine shining on Jamini's back.

"Midday, Professor Snape." Jamini stood up and greeted Snape gently: "About us..."

"Shut up!" Snape interrupted Jamini's words expressionlessly, and turned around: "Come with me."

A few minutes later, Jamini sat in Snape's office and looked around curiously.

The shelves around were filled with bottles and jars, with giant monsters' heads inside. The brains of unknown things, dead toads, animal internal organs, and other things that looked very disgusting, were shining with green light on the shelves.

"Since you have come into contact with the colorful magic world, as your dean, I need to remind you not to be too proud. Magic is beautiful, but magicians are dangerous. If you don't want to die in an unknown place in a certain year or month, then before you grow up, it's best to learn to keep a little low, do you understand?"

Snape stared at Jamini in a daze.

“I’m very low-key in professor.”
Chapter completed!