Chapter 12

Finally, in the other party's surprise, Snape also rushed over and discussed with Professor McGonagall. Finally, he suspended Marcus for 15 days and Slytherin was punished by 25 points.

HEMA, on the other hand, chatted with Harry calmly and walked towards the auditorium.

"How did you do it just now?" Ron stood up excitedly, shook his sleeve and narrowed his eyes to imitate.

"This? It's my little secret. I'll tell you again when I have a chance. "

When Ron heard HEMA say this, he also remembered the wings behind HEMA yesterday and subconsciously put the reason why HEMA could block the attack on the magic props.

"HEMA, since it's all right, let's go to the auditorium quickly."

"Yes."

Several people talked a lot of interesting things on the road, which made Harry relaxed. HEMA was really different from other Slytherin.

When she came to the auditorium, HEMA separated from Harry and came to Slytherin's table, but it was still early and there were not many people.

In order to be quiet, he also deliberately found a more sideline position, but soon, he was crowded with Slytherin students.

He really didn't want to be high-profile, but he didn't expect such a result... In other words, Hannah didn't come to him. When he returned to the dormitory yesterday, he didn't see her outside the auditorium.

"Ron Weasley! You know what you did! "

Just as HEMA had just finished reading and was about to have some snacks, there came the roar of a brother's woman from Gryffindor. A letter floated in front of Ron and scolded him.

"It's really Gryffindor to make such a noise in the morning ~"

Hearing the voice nearby, HEMA looked at a short haired Slytherin girl who was talking with the girl nearby.

"But Gryffindor doesn't talk about these things behind others." HEMA said slowly, squinting at each other.

"HEMA EBO! What do you mean? "

"I don't mean anything. I mean, we are poisonous snakes. We don't need to spit out messages behind the enemy, but open our poisonous teeth, hold each other's neck and kill the enemy completely!"

As HEMA's last word fell to the ground, there was a complete silence around her. The girl also glared at HEMA and turned away from him.

Although a freshman of HEMA said this arrogantly, it was the other party's wandless spell and silent curse in the branch ceremony.

In addition, in the morning, he fought hundreds of rounds with Marcus, a senior, ah, unharmed. It is worth affirming that he is a monster genius.

Although HEMA didn't know she was so powerful now, the power of three people into tigers is really terrible.

After eating something, HEMA reviewed almost. The first class was Snape's. If she could brush the favor value here, it would be a lot of benefits.

After finishing her notes, HEMA found that the whole auditorium was basically empty, and only a figure at the other end of Slytherin's long table was still reading.

"What book is so fascinated?" HEMA walked over, sat down beside her and asked softly, mainly to remind her that class time was coming.

The other party gently raised his head, and his silver hair waved with it. Under the reflection of the sun, he exuded a little beauty. A pair of lake blue eyes blinked gently, just like the streamer of the stars, which made people intoxicated.

"I..." suddenly, hemaleng was there. He didn't know how to speak for the first time, and his eyes stared strangely.

"Lannett's aura... A good book." The girl frowned when she saw HEMA's straight eyes, turned around and put the book in her hand in the direction of HEMA.

"My name is HEMA EBO... Who are you?" HEMA glanced at the book and held out her hand.

"My name is Astoria Greengrass, Mr. Abbott." The girl stretched out her little hand and gently shook it.

HEMA felt a sudden chill. HEMA noticed that although the other party's skin was very white, it was not bloody white, but morbid white.

But HEMA was not familiar with the name Astoria. He only knew a king named altoria, weak, poor, helpless but able to eat.

"So, Mr. Abbott, can you let go of my hand?"

"Oh, sorry!" HEMA noticed that she had been holding the other party's hand... Looking, the other party's eyes had changed a little.

"Well, I'll leave first." With that, the other party sorted out the book, took the book and walked out quickly.

HEMA looked at each other's beautiful shadow and scratched her head. Her face was bitter for the first time. "My Lord, I'm really wronged ~ I'm not a fool!"

"Ha ha, what are you talking about? What is a fool? "

Just when HEMA felt that her first love was broken before it began, there was a girl's laughter behind her.

He turned his head and looked at him. A tall girl with silver hair looked at him funny. He felt strangely bad.

"Hey, HEMA, do you know me?"

"I don't know, sister. Are you?"

"My name is Daphne Greengrass. The little girl just now is my sister."

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HEMA was pestered by Daphne for a while and finally got away. But when he first came to the door of the potion classroom, he also ran into Snape, who was walking quickly from the corner.

"HEMA EBO, I hope you've given some potions to your spell talent." Snape looked at HEMA, who was only a second late, and turned on the irony mode again.

"Of course, professor." HEMA could not refute anything. She obediently followed Snape in.

But at this time, the classroom on the left was full of Gryffindor freshmen, while Slytherin's seats on the right were basically full, and only one empty seat was available.

It happened that dear Miss Astoria was sitting in that position, but Snape stopped HEMA before he walked over.

"Dear Mr. Aibo, come here. I'd like to see the potion performance of the genius wizard." Snape's gloomy face dragged HEMA to the seat next to him.

The students at the bottom almost laughed. After all, HEMA showed a strong talent for magic spells. They can't compare with these little wizards.

But it's also a pleasure to see genius eat flat.

What's more, because of some of HEMA's styles, as well as the auditorium and Marcus events, HEMA's overall wind evaluation is not very good.

However, for Slytherin, who worships the strong and power, the powerful HEMA is still a lot of respected objects.

Although from life, they are not willing to make friends with people like HEMA.

"Silence, who wants to come up and cooperate with Mr. Abbott?" Snape swept around and saw the silence in the classroom before he began his lecture.

The subsequent courses have been carried out smoothly. Although Snape also started the question mode, HEMA thought she might be taken care of.

But in the end, only one question was asked, which made HEMA feel that she was fine in Slytherin, otherwise she would be in Gryffindor.

At the end of the class, Snape stopped next to Astoria and frowned slightly. It was obvious that the other party had made some mistakes.

"Greengrass, why did you put nearly 0.5 times more?" Snape didn't speak loudly, but his tone was terrible.

"I'm... sorry, professor." Astoria bowed his head, neither refuted nor continued to answer the reason.

"Copy page 11-15 of magic potions and potions five times and put them in my office tomorrow. I'll look at you and match them again."

"All right, Professor Snape." Astoria nodded and began to boil the medicine again, and other students looked at it one after another.

But when she finished grinding and put it into the crucible a little, her wrist shook suddenly, and the dust fell directly on the desktop and the edge of the crucible.

"No!"

HEMA was also startled and ran past in everyone's stunned eyes. Astoria looked at the worried face of the young man, blacked out and completely lost consciousness.