[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

Hogwarts, a magical school of magic. Legend has it that there are a total of one hundred and forty-two staircases, and each staircase has its own temperament. Some are wide and big, some are narrow and small, some lead to different places every Friday, some suddenly disappear halfway up the steps and have to be jumped over... There are also many doors, the real door. You have to poke it in the right place or say "please" politely before it opens. The fake door pretends to be like the real one. It's not easy to remember the landmarks, because almost everything will move, even the people in the portraits will come to visit, and the decorative armors on the side of the aisle will squat in different places.

All in all, it is a very unfriendly place for road warriors.

The teachers at the school seem to think that this also contains the mysterious beauty of magic, so there are no teachers to lead a tour to get familiar with the campus. When walking around the campus, there are no signposts or "you are here" road maps. Even freshmen have to ask all the way to find the classroom - obviously, portraits with different personalities and ghosts who like to prank are not so reliable every time.

After once again narrowly missing breakfast because he got lost on the way to the hall, Tom rushed straight to the professor's desk.

"Hello," he stood in front of Professor McGonagall, "Are you Professor McGonagall, the Head of Gryffindor House?" He had to ask, because who among the professors might have an inexplicable desire to protect their real names? There was no self-introduction, and all the students asked each other.

The green-robed witch was obviously a little shocked and said, "Yes, Mr. Locke, what's the matter?"

"It's like this. I found that there are no signboards in Hogwarts school, and there is no road map on the wall. And I come from the Muggle world, so I am not good at finding my way in this strange and frequently changing school. In fact, I am already hungry. I've had several meals." He looked at the professor pitifully, exaggerating his tragic past, "Besides, I'm also worried that I will be late and miss the class. Professor, can you help me?"

"Oh, Mr. Locke!" Professor McGonagall looked like she was asked this question for the first time. "Usually we can use the Guiding Charm when we are lost. But as a new student," she said to the table A napkin waved the magic wand, "I hope this simple map can help you get familiar with the campus as soon as possible."

Tom took the map and took out the class schedule from his pocket to match it one by one: "dormitory, hall, transfiguration classroom, spells classroom..."

"Thank you so much, Professor McGonagall." Tom smiled, "If you don't mind, could you help me mark where the teachers' offices are? And..." He coughed sheepishly, "Every time The bathroom on the first floor...to be honest, I have to go back to the dormitory to go to the bathroom these two days because I really don’t know where the other bathrooms are.”

He pretended not to hear the sneer from the other professor next to him. He has black hair and dark eyes, and he has a bad temper at first glance. He must be the Potions Professor they mentioned.

Professor McGonagall had to wave her wand again.

"You are really a very responsible and considerate dean!" Tom admired the map with satisfaction. "Can I share this map with other students?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Tom sat back down at the Gryffindor table in a swagger. His classmates applauded him while roughly pulling out the parchment and pen from his bag to copy his map.

"You are so brave!" A freshman with light brown hair said to him. He couldn't remember the name of this classmate.

"Seamus Finnigan." The freshman introduced himself, "I wouldn't dare to do it for me."

"Why?" Tom looked at him in confusion, "Isn't it normal to approach the teacher when you have problems in school? My former head teacher always emphasized this."

"My former head teacher said the same thing." Seamus continued to draw the map without raising his head. "But man, not many people really dare to talk to adults like this."

"Why not? They are teachers, and it is part of their job to solve problems for students in school. We should respect them, but as teachers, it is also their job responsibility to care for and respect students."

Now it was Seamus' turn to look at him in bewilderment. He asked: "Job responsibilities?"

"Yes, teachers' job responsibilities include ensuring the healthy physical and mental development of students. Caring for students is a professional ethic and a professional requirement. If teachers casually punish students or insult students, of course students do not have to accept it."

"Cool." Seamus looked at him in awe.

"So is there any principal's mailbox, mayor's hotline, Ministry of Education contact number, etc.?" Tom asked.

"What's that?" asked a red-haired Weasley.

Tom only remembered his name, Xi Lai, and he was said to be from a pure-blood family in the wizarding world.

"Nothing." If none of the native wizards have heard of it, then it's probably because they haven't. Tom lost interest in the conversation. He was too lazy to start popularizing science about educational concepts, educational regulations, etc., especially since he had just thought that the ideas of the Muggle world and the wizarding world might be very different. 7K妏揩

Obviously, magical knowledge is more valuable, so acquiring it may come at a higher price. If injuries and even hospitalizations caused by spellcasting errors are commonplace in the wizarding world, then it is likely that a certain degree of corporal punishment is not a big deal to wizards.

The shackles and whips that the school's administrator, Mr. Filch, always mentioned in the past were probably really the history of the school, rather than mere intimidation.

Ruined. Tom worriedly smashed the scrambled eggs on the plate with his fork, and secretly made up his mind: If this school really dares to do anything to him, he will drop out!