Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

On the evening of the day, Harry and Malfoy had an unusually fierce fight.

Both sides were holding back their anger, and it was clear that the overly elegant duel method of shooting each other with wands was no longer suitable for them.

The two of them threw their wands aside and rushed towards each other.

Malfoy's pain is far above Harry's~.

He almost reused the liquid he had discharged, and it was a complete fight--not a life-threatening posture.

At first, Harry was able to dodge a few old punches with more dexterity, but when his glasses were knocked off, the situation began to turn one-sided.

Vane didn't know what degree Harry's glasses were, but they weren't low.

It was evident from the fact that he could scream at the table next to him as if Malfoy had kicked him hard.

Vane didn't bother to go up and help.

Harry was his friend, but Malfoy didn't have a bad relationship with him.

In front of others, Xiaolong has the attitude of the second and third in the world, but in front of him, Malfoy is really honest.

There was no reason for him to favor either side, it was a private matter for the two of them.

Besides, even if he did intervene, maybe he wouldn't please either side.

Who knows if this is a unique way for them to communicate their feelings?

It was almost nine o'clock when Vane, who felt that the time was about the same, stopped the two.

It's really cool, not only did I watch a WWE for free, but I could also earn a make-up fee.

He's the one who makes hemp.

Harry fumbled for a long time before finding the glasses, and then used the repair charm to repair the lenses and put them on, before he said to Malfoy viciously:

"It's me who is not in a good state today, and next time you will wait for me. "

"Whoever is afraid of whom, you will come if there is a kind. Malfoy, who had just won the game, was naturally not afraid of Harry's threat, and wiped the bruises on the corners of his mouth and retorted.

"Next time, don't play it during make-up time. Vane spoke at this point.

It is enough to watch a play once or twice, and it will be boring to watch it all the time.

"I took the money, then I have to train you two out, or what if the signboard is smashed. "

"Give me normal training next week. "

When the two heard Vane say this, they had to nod silently, ready to make another appointment in private.

After they left, Vane quickly called Hermione out again.

The little witch hurried to the classroom and asked suspiciously.

"What's the matter?"

"Why didn't Gryffindor score?" Vane asked curiously.

Professor McGonagall's expression almost made him laugh just now, he had never seen Professor McGonagall's embarrassed expression before.

"Isn't there a hundred?" Hermione wondered.

"That's right. Vane recounted what had just happened in the Principal's office, emphasizing Professor McGonagall's embarrassment.

After hearing this, Hermione's hair fluttered angrily, making Vane think that she was going to run out of magic for the second time.

"How could they do this!" Hermione screamed, "I let them check the information, not torture them!"

"That's not the point. Wayne hugged Hermione in his arms: "Anyway, it's the last place, and it doesn't make a difference if you have more points or fewer points." "

"The point is, I remember that before leaving school, Gryffindor should have more than 200 points, why didn't it go up and down after a while?"

It stands to reason that the house score is generally rising slowly.

After all, except for Snape, other professors will get extra points for answering questions in class every day, and they will also get extra points for good homework, and they are all very generous.

When deducting points, it is generally only two points and three points.

Five points is a serious matter.

Snape had been out with him for almost a month, and it was not uncommon for Gryffindor to rise by more than a hundred points, but it turned out to be paid back.

That's what Vane is most curious about.

Something must have happened again.

"Not the twins yet. Hermione said angrily, "They snuck into the Forbidden Forest and were caught." "

"And that's not all, they slaughtered all Hagrid's roosters, and Professor McGonagall deducted them fifty points. "

Rooster?

Vane's heart fluttered.

"It shouldn't be that bad, right?"

"Yes, it was supposed to be a fifty-point deduction, and the matter was over, but Fred and George didn't say that they didn't kill the rooster, and they didn't admit it, and Professor McGonagall deducted another fifty points in a fit of rage, and it became what it is now. "

It's really possible that they didn't do it

Vane mourned silently for the twins in his heart, no wonder these two living treasures have been listless recently, and their feelings have been wronged.

Nine times out of ten, Tom did the killing of the rooster.

The basilisk has almost no nemesis, except for the crowing of the rooster that is the thing it fears the most.

The Twins just happened to be bumped into while going to the Forbidden Forest, and then connected the two events.

Why do they always take the blame?

It's miserable...

"Don't be sad, this means that you have no room to fall, and you are improving every day in the future, isn't it worth being happy?"

The little witch angrily hammered Vane, who was speaking cool words, and stood up from his arms.

"I won't tell you, I'll go back and review. "

"Go ahead, go ahead, tomorrow I'm going to check your recent progress, and if I'm not satisfied, I won't give it to you. "

"Got it. The little witch took a sip of Vane's sip, turned and ran out of the classroom.

On Monday, when the Gryffindor cubs noticed the scoreboard, they almost thought they had enough zero dollars.

The remaining ten points are in front of the scores of other colleges, and they are the same as those that do not.

Someone thought there was a problem with the scoreboard and approached Professor McGonagall, but got a positive answer.

"The points were withheld by Potter and Weasley, there was no problem, and this is the punishment they deserve. "

It's a complete fryer.

Professor McGonagall never mentioned the reason for the deduction, and gave everyone plenty of room for imagination.

Some people say that Harry and Ron destroyed the school's important treasures and caused huge losses, so they emptied the score column in an instant.

It is also said that the two were found on a night trip during this dangerous time, just like last semester, but this time they did not bring Malfoy to their deaths.

But more speculation is related to the secret room.

The professors found evidence that Harry and Ron had opened the Chamber of Secrets, and the mere penalty of deducting points was light.

The two tried their best to defend themselves after hearing this rumor, but when people asked why, they couldn't say why, which made everyone even more suspicious.

In the end, it was Wayne who stood up and testified: "I know what the reason for the deduction of points that day was, but this involves the confidentiality of the school, so don't inquire about it anymore." "

Only then did the crowd die down.

In Transfiguration class that day, Professor McGonagall, who hadn't given Vane extra points for his class performance for a long time, uncharacteristically added twenty points to him as a thank you.

Malfoy had been promised that he wouldn't get the word out, so even she couldn't defend Harry and Ron.

Even saying it can be counterproductive.

Only if Vane does this, the students will give him a face.

Because those who don't give face will be hung on the ceiling.

When it was time for dinner, the auditorium was lively again.

A middle-aged man yelled in front of Dumbledore, his words extremely rude.

Dumbledore's face was calm, but Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall were angry.

"Who is this?" Vane came late, not knowing what was going on, but thinking that this guy was very brave.

Is it really that Lao Deng has no temper?

"Smith's dad. Cedric cleared his mind, "He knows about Smith's petrification, and he's here to tell the story." "

Vane suddenly realized.

No wonder Lao Deng didn't say a word, he was indeed at a loss.

If the headmaster had been replaced by Grindelwald, Mr. Smith would have gone peacefully.

"That's right. Cedric remembered something and took two letters from his bosom.

"This is just sent by the owl, and it said that it was back to the lounge for you, how can there be Japanese?" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

"Friends I met at the Potions Tournament. Vane took the two letters.

One was written by Kassandra and the other was written by Sakura.

As for Fleur, the two video chat every day, and rarely use this method of writing letters, unless they want to send something.

"It's all girls, aren't they?" Cedric smiled narrowly, of course he didn't open it, but the handwriting on the envelope also indicated the identity of the sender.

"That's right, it's a girl. "

"Tut-tut. Cedric continued to be weird, and Wayne glanced at the thing.

"Don't leave this disgusting me, what's wrong with the girl's letter, haven't you received it?"

"yes, what's wrong with the girl writing the letter?" Cedric suddenly couldn't laugh anymore, didn't even look at the excitement, and walked out of the auditorium in despair.

"What's wrong with him?" said Senior Sister Grace, who had just come in, when she saw his appearance, puzzled.

"It's nothing, I tore the wound, leave him alone, hurry up and watch the fun. "

Lao Deng was scolded, this scene is rare.

It took more than half an hour for Mr. Smith to be kicked out of the school by Professor Flitsch under Dumbledore's smile.

This also made the already heavy atmosphere a little more solidified.

And it was at this time that Lockhart stepped up. []

"Don't worry, I'll change that. "

"You want to catch the person who opened the chamber?" Snape's eyes flashed with disdain.

"No, I already have some clues, but it will take time, so please keep it a secret. Lockhart smiled brightly, "But I promise, I'll find the murderer!"

"What I'm best at is getting people's attention and erasing their unpleasant memories," he said confidently. "

"No one is more professional than me. "

"Huh. Snape sneered, "Then we'll see." "

The other professors didn't take Lockhart's words to heart either, and no one would believe a clown.

It didn't take long, though, for Lockhart to strike.

also directly pulled the waves.

February 14th.

When the young wizards arrived at the Great Hall, they almost thought they were in the wrong place.

All four walls were plastered with large, dazzling pink flowers, and to make matters worse, heart-shaped confetti that kept falling from the ceiling and falling into oatmeal.

The candlelight also turned an ambiguous pink, and the entire auditorium became dim, and there was no difference between lighting a candle and not lighting it.

After Vane entered the door, he thought he had crossed into Red Romance.

But the heart-shaped element that filled the space instantly made him realize something.

Valentine's Day is here.

Fortunately, today is not the weekend, so he doesn't have to think about how to unload himself and distribute it to this group of girls.

"The Headmaster finally can't take the pressure and goes crazy?" muttered Norman, who came in with him.

"Who do you think could have done this?" Vane spouted towards the guest of honor, Sinunu.

Norman suddenly realized, but still insisted: "He actually allowed Lockhart to do this, and he is not far from madness." "

Lockhart stood up beamingly, he was wearing a bright pink robe today, and waved everyone to be quiet.

The professors who sat with him all grimaced, and the muscles on Snape's face stretched out, as if someone had thrown a mass of into his cauldron.

Professor McGonagall was angry, but if Lockhart could distract the students, she would put up with it.

So I haven't had any seizures.

"Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!" Lockhart said happily, "So far, forty-six people have presented me with greeting cards, and I thank them!"

"Yes, I took it upon myself to arrange this little surprise for you – and that's not all!"

The students immediately started a game of werewolf killing, looking for the werewolves, no, finding out who had sent Lockhart the postcard.

You are blind!

Lockhart clapped his hands and strode through the door to the foyer into twelve grim-faced dwarfs.

They are different from ordinary dwarfs, with golden wings on their bodies, harps on their backs, and they are dressed like the legendary Cupid.

It's just this appearance...

Cedric couldn't say anything, "Why did he choose the little man, and he could replace it with the little angel in Madame Padiv's teahouse." "

"Maybe it's expensive. Tvore said casually: "Otherwise, the teahouse wouldn't be just those little angels." "

After saying that, he realized the blind spot and looked at Cedric suspiciously. "No, how do you know those little angels, who have you been with?"

Cedric blushed: "I haven't been in, I can't look outside?"

"Last time I saw you in with a Ravenclaw schoolgirl..."

"I'm fighting you!" Tvorley grabbed Cedric by the neck, preventing him from saying what was going to happen.

"These friendly, little Eros-la-s-car-carrying greeting cards!" Lockhart's performance continued, "they're going to be wandering around the school today and handing you Valentine's Day cards, and I'm sure my colleagues will do the same, won't they?"

He looked at the guest of honor.

"Why don't you ask Professor Snape to teach you how to concoct Ecstasy, if you're interested, Professor Flitwick is more proficient in mesmerizing magic than any wizard I've ever met. "

"That cunning old dog!"

Professor Flitwick buried his face in his hands, he had no face to see.

Flitwick's biggest regret now is why Lockhart didn't send it to another academy when he was in school.

Shame, Ravenclaw's shame!

And looking at Snape's expression, he had already drawn his wand.

If someone really asks him how to refine Ecstasy, he will also help them with Defense Against the Dark Arts by the way.

"I don't know who wrote him the postcard. "

On the way to the Charms classroom, Harry sharply commented, "These people are either blind or brainless. "

He didn't notice that Ron's lips were about to be bitten.

In class, Professor Flitwick explains how and when to use the Confusion Charm.

Confusion Charms are not difficult to learn, but they can be difficult to control the range and intensity of their casting, and if they are too large or too forced, they can easily cause permanent brain damage.

Flitwick said that many wizards had been interviewed by the Ministry of Magic for misuse of confusion charms, and even imprisoned in Azkaban.

"Ron, what are you writing?" Harry couldn't help but lean over when he saw that Ron hadn't been listening, instead burying his head in writing.

Then his eyes widened, and he whispered, "You, you're going to write a postcard to Lockhart again?!"

"Be quiet, Harry!" Ron quickly pulled him.

"I don't want to, but he gave too much, a postcard and a sico. "

Ron lamented, "Dumbledore wrote to my mother, and my pocket money is gone this year. "

"If that's not the case, who wants to write him a postcard, and it has to be those disgusting words?"

"I didn't even write to the other girls!"

"So Lockhart's postcards were bought?" Harry looked at him in shock.

"As far as I know, most of them were bought, Randolph from Hufflepuff, Jefferson from Ravenclaw took the job. "

...

Once again, Harry realized the dangers of the world.

Bang!

As Flitwick spoke on stage, the two dwarfs violently pushed open the door of the classroom and walked in with expressionless faces.

And their target is the Venians!