Chapter 1126

Darren suspected that they might have added some tragic plot to him in their hearts again. He curled his lips.

Then he continued to gnaw on the beef patty unaffected.

However, when he encountered people on the road, he immediately put the patty away.

This little saintly father image didn't look very good. It wouldn't be good to break character.

Of course.

This action of his made Harry and the others even sadder. Fortunately, the first class was about to start.

They didn't have time to sympathize with him. This was History of Magic.

Professor Binns of History of Magic was already very old.

His face was full of wrinkles, and when he spoke, he wheezed and dragged out his tone. In Professor Binns's class, even Darren felt a bit drowsy. For a full hour and a half, Professor Binns talked about the Giant Wars.

Darren suspected that if it were other professors, they might have made this class fascinating and magnificent.

But Professor Binns made people want to sleep just by listening. Fortunately, Darren had an Auto-Writing Quill.

At night, he let the quill write his homework by itself.

And in Professor Binns's class, he kept his hand on the quill, being moved by the quill as if he were writing.

In fact, even if he fell asleep, no one would think he was sleeping.

Refer to the time he slept in Divination class last year and was finally sent to the hospital wing.

Anyway, no matter what.

Darren finally muddled through this History of Magic class. The next class was Snape's Potions class.

Upon entering the Potions classroom, Snape showed a mocking expression.

"Before we start class today, I must remind you that next June, we will be taking the Ordinary Wizarding Level examinations.

But I have to say, in this class, there are a few people with very low IQs."

Snape's gaze drifted over Harry's face. Malfoy let out a snicker.

Harry clenched his fists.

"Of course, after this year, some of you might not be able to take my classes anymore.

I will select the most excellent students to enter my next year's course; some people, I feel, are no longer qualified to choose my course.

I will be saying goodbye to them; what a pity that is!"

Snape said it was a pity.

In fact, a smile appeared on his face.

Clearly, he couldn't wait to get rid of certain people. Harry pretended not to hear.

Needless to say, one of these certain people was him. In fact, he didn't want to see Snape either.

He felt Snape was extremely disgusting.

If he could, he really wanted to throw the cauldron in Snape's face. They disliked each other.

Wishing they would never see each other again in this life.