What is a problem girl? Hoffa felt that no one fit these four words better than this guy. He finally understood that Xiao Bichi was determined to go against him. As long as it was something that made him unhappy, she would do anything.

You have to try it once.

She has become the most annoying person Hoffa has ever met!

Tom Riddle is cuter than her, and at least Voldemort is extremely low-key!

Walking to an empty bathroom, Hoffa turned on the faucet and rinsed his face, but the cold water couldn't calm him down.

He thought that his mentality was very mature and he could keep his emotions and anger a secret. But he found that after so many days, his mentality was on the verge of bursting.

Finally, he kicked his foot on the tile in annoyance and cursed angrily: "Grudge! Vanity! Psycho, how can there be such a boring person like you in the world?"

Just when Hoffa was angry.

Snap.

There was the sound of books falling to the floor at the door, and Hoffa turned around immediately.

But when she saw Miranda standing at the door of the bathroom, she was so shocked that she dropped her books.

Hoffa immediately realized that he had lost his composure. When he was unable to complete his goal, most of his patience was unknowingly consumed, and he actually started to become incompetent and furious. A real wizard would not be like this.

While picking up the books, Miranda muttered: "I saw you were leaving in such a hurry, so I came over to take a look..."

"It's okay," Hoffa said, "I just got pissed off."

"What's wrong with you today? Why do I feel that you are weird?" Miranda asked after putting away the books.

"I'm weird? I have that white-haired female monster..." Hoffa sneered.

"Of course, I never see you arranging your hair seriously. You always looked very casual at the opening party. Why are you suddenly so active today?" Miranda asked.

Hoffa was silent.

Seeing that Hoffa didn't answer, Miranda said with relief: In fact, Aglaia is not that difficult to get along with, she just likes to be in the limelight. It can only be said that she is the most Ravenclaw in Ravenclaw House.

"Hey, when did Ravenclaw become an adjective?" After saying that, Hoffa walked out of the bathroom.

Miranda followed Hoffa and asked: "What do you think is Ravenclaw? If you ask me to say that Aglaia would not be welcomed in any other house. But Ravenclaw students have their own

Maybe you can try to see her through other eyes."

Hoffa chuckled sarcastically: "Huh, as long as she doesn't come in my way, she can do anything. Even if she goes to win the Nobel Prize this year, it doesn't matter to me."

"What is a Nobel Prize?"

"Forget it," Hoffa waved his hand impatiently, "Don't you think such people are annoying?"

"No, she didn't...wait."

Miranda suddenly stood still.

"You said she hindered you. Did she hinder you today?"

"Of course..." Huo Ran was about to tell the truth, but shut up in time. Ravenclaws are all human beings, and he didn't want others to see his desire for banned books.

But Miranda had already noticed it. She pushed up her glasses and smiled meaningfully.

"You tidied up your appearance and then answered the questions proactively. Did you want to leave a good impression on Slughorn?"

Hoffa quickly distanced himself from Miranda. He always felt that Miranda didn't look like a girl at all.

Miranda caught up and said, "Hey, hey, it seems you are not wishy-washy. What do you want? Join his slug club, or get a few bottles of magic potion from him."

"None of them." Hoffa stopped angrily.

"Then tell me what you want."

Hoffa hesitated. The identity of the other party's vice-principal's granddaughter made him a little wary.

"Are you trying to attract a girl's attention?"

Miranda actually started gossiping, knowing that she might be irritating the general. Hoffa was so angry that his teeth itched. Are all these British children so precocious?

"Or is it that the person you like is Aglaia...?"

Hoffa had goosebumps all over his body. He raised his book in annoyance and tried to fight.

"That's enough. Shut up. Can you please stop being disgusting? I want an autograph from Slughorn. I can borrow a book from the library with his autograph. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"That's it.......?"

Miranda said in surprise.

"Otherwise? If the librarian hadn't been too harsh, why do you think I took such pains to please the Head of Slytherin House?"

"I told you earlier." Miranda covered her forehead, "You can do such a simple thing easily, okay? Why do you have to compete with that guy Aglaia for the limelight?"

"Ah? You have a way!"

Hoffa looked happy, "You mean you can ask your grandpa to make it easier for me?"

"Don't even think about it, that guy Adebe would never do such a kind thing."

Hoffa: "Then you're talking nonsense."

"He can't, but I can." Miranda smiled, "We can play some tricks..."

Hoffa was curious about what she could do, but Miranda didn't tell him. She just asked him to cooperate and keep it secret.

...

...

Soon, it will be Monday again.

It was a gloomy and rainy day, with crackling rain hitting the glass of the castle, making everything inside and outside the castle look gray.

Morning, Charms classroom.

Adebe Gorshak stepped on the second hand as usual and walked into the classroom accurately.

He stood in front of the podium, swept his gray eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Why is there another person missing?"

Hoffa knew without looking that Miranda was absent from class again.

However, this time, before Professor Gorshak could deduct points, he raised an arm to the sky.

It's Aglaia, who lives in the same dormitory as Miranda.

Professor Gorshak asked: "What?"

Aglaia said: "Teacher, here is Miranda's leave note. She has a bad stomach."

After speaking, she took out a piece of paper from the table and handed it over.

Gorshak took it and swiped it, and Hoffa saw a rare trace of disappointment on his usually calm face. That expression made Hoffa feel a little sympathetic to the old man. He thought that if he were Professor Gorshak, he would be furious.

.

His granddaughter was so disrespectful to him and refused to come to class many times, yet he couldn't really do anything to her. How could this make him dignified?

But the old Professor Gorshak quickly put away his disappointment. He quickly signed his name and handed the note back to Aglaia.

No points were deducted, and the Ravenclaw students breathed a sigh of relief.

Gorshak: "We talked about the syllables and actions of basic spells in the last class. Today, we are going to practice some spells. The first thing we have to learn is the copy spell. The copy spell is mostly used for real objects, but it can also be extended to spiritual objects.

and memory and other non-realistic carriers, which are non-basic but very profound..."

After class started, the solemn and tense atmosphere was relieved.

At the beginning of this class, they had to formally learn how to use magic spells. Although Hoffa had basically learned all the first-grade spells, he had also learned a few things about the copying spell in front of him in the elementary spell book, but he could still hear it.

Still very serious.

Thanks to his higher than ordinary spirit, Hoffa is very good at both the Charms class and the Transfiguration class.

In the end, he successfully copied one small iron ball into two, and then copied two small iron balls into four. His skillful skills were praised by Gorshak, who gave Ravenclaw ten points.

.

Although it is not as generous as Dumbledore, it is enough to arouse Aglaia's anger. Because the iron ball she copied is obviously one size smaller than the original one and is not exactly the same. Of course, this is not the same in ordinary people.

It's pretty good among students, but not as good as Hoffa.

Hoffa turned a blind eye to her annoyance. He had already reflected on himself and determined not to be angry because of this person. He believed that this was a stumbling block on the path forward for his own character and a test of the will of the universe.

But after class, as soon as he walked to the corner stairs on the fourth floor, he saw Aglaia with her arms folded, standing under the statue of the flatterer Gray, looking at him coldly.

Hoffa thought she was upset because she saw him giving extra points to the college, so he ignored her and walked straight over.

"stop!"

Aglaia called Hoffa coldly.

Hoffa turned around reluctantly: "What?"

"What's your relationship with Miranda?" Aglaia asked.

Hoffa said coldly: "What do you want to express?"

"Why did she ask me to leave this to you?"
To be continued...