Chapter 43: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 21

Then the third step: re-evaluate their behavior and put forward your own arguments;

followed by the fourth step: compare the two with other figures and events in historical materials, combining history and theory. This is the core of a history essay;

Finally, you can write a summary, or write about the value of your own arguments. If you add some deeper outlooks, it won't be wrong."

Sien seemed to remember something; he opened a notebook that was already half-written:

"Because the timeline in the book *History of Magic* is chaotic, I combined the timeline with several books such as *Famous Wizards* and *Weird Magical Failures and Their Lessons* to organize it. You can use my notebook directly."

After he finished speaking, he watched the eyes of the three young wizards go from dull to brighter and brighter,

and finally Michael piously took the notebook and muttered:

"Sien, you are the angel Merlin sent to save us...

This is my Bible...

Parchment, where is my parchment?

I want to fight it for another three hundred rounds!"

Terry and Anthony also erupted with unimaginable enthusiasm,

the three of them flipped through the notebook,

and in the bedroom, only the "rustling" sound of quill pens and the "crackling" sound of the fireplace burning remained.

Anthony's solemn thanks still lingered in Sien's ears,

he nodded and effortlessly completed the Transfiguration essay.

In fact, that set of theories could be extended to all assignments.

Sien didn't care that there were two more people in the room,

he left the Potions assignment alone and wrote the second step of his plan in his notebook:

【Find materials for brewing potions】

He had already initially mastered the method of material processing; as long as he had materials in hand, the preparatory work for potion brewing would be done.

But where would the materials come from?

The admission list didn't ask them to buy materials; the young wizards all used potion materials provided by Hogwarts,

so could they be used after class?

Sien thought,

it should be usable, but the probability of Professor Sineipu agreeing was infinitely close to zero.

Sien thought for no reason of Professor Sineipu's face full of refusal.

He sighed slightly,

if there was anything more terrible than having no talent, it was having no talent and running into Professor Sineipu.

What should he do?

The problem circled in Sien's mind,

and twilight also enveloped Hogwarts.

Blue and bronze silk curtains hung down from the dome, dyed into a dark blue almost like night by the thin moonlight penetrating from outside the window.

The air was filled with the slightly astringent scent of old book pages, the toughness of parchment, and a coolness like the air after rain.

Sien's gaze was cast outside the huge arched window,

his emerald eyes were like being covered with a layer of fog common in the Scottish autumn and winter, reflecting the flickering, unstable light reflected by the fireplace.

"There will always be a way."

Sien said to himself,

"This is the magical Hogwarts."

The long night passed, and the castle woke up again.

The first ray of warm orange climbed onto the stone statues in the corridor,

also making the young wizard holding the book raise his hand to cover his eyes.

Wednesday.

Because Ravenclaw had no class in the morning, the freshmen were still immersed in dreams,

while Sien had woken up early,

this time in the past was the breakfast time at the orphanage, and if he missed it, it wouldn't be made up,

so Sien had developed the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early.

He walked into the Great Hall and launched a sweep of pumpkin soup, chicken and ham pie, and Crabbie's wizarding biscuits.

Beside him, Jia Siting, who was smiling gently, refreshed steadily.

"Good morning, Sien."

"Good morning."

Sien nodded, then saw Jia Siting take out a thick *Directory of Contemporary Famous Magicians* to read.

"Hogwarts is truly magical. If Professor Bins hadn't assigned that one-foot-long essay,

I think I would have had more time to explore the castle and the kitchen next to the lounge..."

Speaking of homework, Jia Siting frowned slightly, and there was some haze on his sun-drenched face.

"Hmm."

Sien heard the word kitchen, and there was more light in his big emerald green eyes.

Damn Sorting Hat, I also want to become a Hufflepuff who is free to eat snacks...

He thought.

Immediately, he discovered a strange point.

"Professor Bins also assigned a one-foot-long essay to Hufflepuff?"

"Also?"

Jia Siting raised his head in surprise,

"Could it be..." ===== CHAPTER 44 =====