HP: I’m working on redemption at Hogwarts

Soon, the roaring train arrived at Hogwarts, and Qiu Zhang and Wood got on the carriage and headed to the opening banquet in the auditorium.

This year's freshmen have a special presence. When Professor McGonagall called out the name Harry Potter, neither the first-year freshmen who were still waiting to be assigned to the college, nor the classmates and professors sitting at the table, were speechless. If it weren’t for the shocked and exaggerated expression, the whole auditorium suddenly became lively, and everyone was discussing with each other.

"Oh my God, Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived!"

"Oh my God, this is Harry Potter. Harry Potter is coming to Hogwarts!"

"OMG, people on the news actually showed up in front of me... so exciting."

Marietta pulled Qiuchang's sleeve and shook it excitedly, the elation on her face could no longer be controlled.

"Calm down! Calm down, Mary... Maybe Harry Potter doesn't want such an exaggerated reaction from everyone..."

Qiuchang was amused by Marietta's extremely exaggerated reaction. He shook his head helplessly and patted Marietta on the shoulder to calm her down.

"Gryffindor!"

As the Sorting Hat revealed the house to which the famous boy Harry Potter belonged, the Gryffindor table suddenly became lively like a Chinese New Year. Among them, the Weasley twins were the most exaggerated, almost jumping up from their chairs. into the night light on the ceiling (an exaggeration)…

"We have Harry Potter!"

"Oh yeah!"

Naturally, the other houses celebrated Harry Potter's being sorted into Gryffindor after being slightly disappointed, and they all applauded.

"I hope everyone can abide by the school rules in the new year and prohibit going to the right corner of the third floor at night. Mr. Filch will supervise everyone for me!"

After hearing Dumbledore's serious warning, Qiu Zhang could clearly feel that George and Fred in Gryffindor were even more excited. It seemed obvious that they would not listen to Professor Dumbledore's advice...

"Autumn!"

Fred was seen holding the Marauder's Map in his hand, pointing at the map and then at Cho Chang, winking playfully.

"Let's go on an adventure together!"

George also looked at Qiu Zhang and lip-synced in a very low voice.

Qiu Zhang just shrugged helplessly and shook his head at the two of them.

"No!"

"What no..."

Marietta suddenly heard Qiu Zhang next to her and tilted her head in confusion.

"Um, it's nothing..."

Qiu Zhang immediately looked back at the Gryffindor table, turned to look at Marietta and waved his hand to indicate it was nothing.

"All right……"

Marietta looked suspicious and hesitantly accepted Qiu Zhang's perfunctory answer.

Soon, the dinner was over and everyone took their classmates back to the dormitory to rest. Although I don't know how lively Gryffindor will be tonight, Ravenclaw is having an extremely ordinary night anyway.

The prefect introduced the rules for passing the Ravenclaw lounge to the first-year students, and then told everyone the general class schedule, and then let the first-year students go to rest... Of course, although Qiu Zhang is already a third-year student, this Everything has a lot to do with Qiu Zhang.

The Ravenclaw seventh-year prefect seems to be very satisfied with Qiu Zhang's academic quality, social interaction and other aspects, and intends to train her to be a prefect in the future. Therefore, at the request of the prefect, Qiu Zhang has guided her in the past few days. New student services have been following...

——Defense Against the Dark Arts Course——

It was Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the third grade and the familiar smell of garlic potion was filled with it. The fog was so thick that the professor could not even be seen clearly.

Professor Quirrell slowly opened the door and walked into the classroom. The strange thing is that this year he has a thick purple turban wrapped around his head. He looks like an Indian snake charmer...

"Why did Professor Quirrell wear a turban..."

"Could it be that the timid guy has a cold scalp and needs to keep warm!"

Fred and George looked at each other and laughed in unison. Learn how a snake charmer plays the flute and your body will twist and turn in a very funny way.

"Why don't you be so exaggerated? Just listen to the class carefully...I forgot that you passed the test last year..."

Qiu Zhang couldn't help but feel a headache when he saw the two men blatantly teasing Professor Quirrell. He pressed one person's shoulders with one hand and pressed Fred and George hard to sit on the bench and not move.

"Quiet!"

The Weasley twins seemed to be in trouble, complaining casually.

"It doesn't matter, you will give us extra lessons at the end of the semester anyway."

"Anyway, we can't expect Professor Quirrell's voice and teaching progress to be worse than usual!"

Qiu Zhang turned his head speechlessly and ignored the two naive people. He looked at Professor Quirrell's figure on the podium and listened carefully to the lecture. Just why did Professor Quirrell suddenly have an extra headscarf... Qiu Zhang couldn't help but his eyes were fixed on Professor Quirrell's head covered tightly, and he began to think about it...

Soon, get out of class was over, and Professor Quirrell immediately closed the book and left the classroom without any hesitation.

"Professor Quirrell, are you okay?"

Qiu Zhang quickly walked up to Professor Quirrell to chat with him. Looking at the headscarf that could not be ignored and Professor Quirrell who looked weirder than the second grader, he couldn't help but express concern.

"Classmate Qiuzhang...I'm sorry..."

Professor Quirrell said sorry to Qiu Zhang in a confused manner. Qiu Zhang didn't understand. He just froze in place and looked at Professor Quirrell's retreating back, and suddenly he had an answer.

[Did Professor Quirrell finally make the choice he thought was right? 】

But who decides the right choice... Does Professor Quirrell understand that this choice is wrong in the eyes of most people when he apologizes?

Qiu Zhang couldn't think about it and didn't want to think about it. He just silently hoped in his heart that Professor Quirrell would truly realize it and turn around in time...

"What are you doing? Stay where you are!"

"Looking at it, do you also like Professor Quirrell's Indian turban? We wouldn't mind giving you one on your birthday..."

George and Fred came out of the classroom door and put their hands on Qiu Zhang's shoulders to chat with each other in a familiar manner. Qiu Zhang helplessly squatted down to escape from their arms, and then grabbed He grabbed their collars and walked towards the History of Magic classroom.

"Stop being naughty and let's go to the history of magic class!"

"Hey, wait, wait, I have to go to the toilet first..."

"Me too, we'll go there by ourselves later!"

Qiu Zhang didn't let go at all. He knew the two brothers well. As soon as there was a chance in the History of Magic class, he would run away to practice Quidditch, make pranks, invent and do anything but not go to the classroom. If the Professor of Magic History hadn't been Professor Pince, they would have been there. Found...

"Okay, stop making it up and go to class!"