Hogwarts Please graduate soon

Eating melons is always the second driving force to solve human procrastination.

The first is GHS.

With a loud roar, the entire Hufflepuff dormitory was in a roar, and a few young wizards even came out in their pajamas.

At this point, the Hufflepuff advantage was once again on display, they lived in the basement with the auditorium just above, and it didn't take long to reach the battlefield.

There were quite a few people gathered around the auditorium, and Vane found a gap and squeezed in.

There was a lot of fighting inside, and Malfoy and Harry rolled into a mess, their wands falling to the ground at random, but no one paid any attention.

Wayne found that there was nothing wrong with Toby's adjectives, and the state of these two people was just like glue

Harry 'stroked' Malfoy's hair, and Malfoy 'pinched' his ear.

He also sent affectionate greetings to each other.

The two little brothers, Crabbe and Goyle, tried to help, but were stopped by the other Gryffindor students and reprimanded them harshly.

"What do you want to do! It's a sacred duel!".

"Is the glory of a pure-blood family to bully less with more?".

The two of them together are only about the size of the troll, and when they heard it, they felt that it made sense, and they really didn't want to help, and like other little snakes and little lions, they were there to cheer for their boss.

Finally, Professor McGonagall arrived, and the little wizards gathered here immediately scattered and hid from a distance to watch the excitement.

When she saw the spicy eyes, Professor McGonagall nearly fainted.

"Potter!Malfoy!".

"You let me go!".

At this time, the two finally reluctantly let go of each other, but their eyes were still looking at each other with affection, and they were also communicating fiercely with the women on each other's genealogy.

"How dare you!" McGonagall looked like an angry lion, and Harry and Malfoy bowed their heads in a trembling manner.

"It's the second week of school! You're fighting in the auditorium, in front of so many people!".

"Thirty points per college!".

"Lockdown!".

Ron couldn't help but feel sorry for Harry: "Professor, it's Malfoy..."

"I didn't ask you, Mr. Weasley, that no reason is an excuse for them to fight in public!".

McGonagall shut Ron with a single look.

At that moment, Snape rushed over with the news, his expression gloomy as if he could drip water, and he looked at Malfoy angrily.

If it wasn't the students of his own house who were fighting with Potter, he would have been able to torture Potter to death.

"Come to my office at seven o'clock in the evening to dispose of the toad's body, when it will be finished, and when will the confinement end. "

Snape decided on the content of the confinement, and Professor McGonagall did not object.

Seeing that there was no excitement, everyone dispersed, and Vane found Hermione.

"What's going on, why are they fighting?".

The little witch shook her head, "I don't know, I was in the library at the time, and I came with someone else. "

It seems that even if you are a top student, you can't avoid the curiosity of eating melons.

It just so happened that the twins came over and said with a smile after inquiring about the information from Ron

"We know that Malfoy thought Harry had been fired, and taunted Harry like crazy, called him Scarhead, and quarreled with him, and they got started. "

"That's it?" Vane pouted, he thought he could have something to say.

......

"It's finally over... It's a nightmare. "

On Friday afternoon, after two Potions lessons, Toby looked like he was the last to be apologized.

Just now in class, he threw it directly into the crucible because he didn't handle the fox's feces, and was scolded by Snape and deducted five points.

Seeing that the difference between Hufflepuff and Slytherin's house score had reached 80 points, Snape also began to increase his efforts.

If the medicinal herbs are put in at the wrong time, points will be deducted.

If the temperature of the crucible is not enough, points will be deducted.

If the workbench is not cleaned properly, points will be deducted.

At the end of the lesson, Hufflepuff was directly less than ten points.

"Why doesn't Dean Sprout favor us?" said Hannah, who was walking beside Vane, with some confusion.

"Enough favoritism. Susan Bones reminded in a whisper: "Every weekend, Professor Sprout will find someone to help in the greenhouse, most of them are from our college. "

"Usually a few points are added. "

"Extra points are not enough. Hannah snorted wisely, "I should learn Xi from Professor Snape, and after deducting the scores of the other houses, we will be number one." "

Vane glanced at her.

Girl, you have the potential to be an assassin.

The badgers and eaglets left the castle and went to the lawn to prepare for the flying lessons.

Even if Neville broke his wrist yesterday, it didn't affect everyone's enthusiasm in the slightest.

No one thought they were dumber than Navi, and most people didn't see Navi's potential as a wizard at all, except in the herb class.

It didn't take long for Mrs. Hodge to arrive, using her wand to control several large frames floating behind her, filled with broomsticks.

Her expression was extremely serious, and it seemed that yesterday's farce had also frightened her.

The teaching staff at Hogwarts can really be described as mixed, with good teachers like Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, and Professor Flitwick.

There is also Snape, a potions master who is highly professional, but has a mouth like a viper.

There is also a teacher like Trelawney, who is basically a waste teacher except when he is doing his work.

It can only be described as a group of demons dancing.

Apparently Mrs. Hodge was not a qualified teacher either.

In the face of the students flying into the sky without authorization, all she could do was shout, and then wait for the people to fall to their deaths and send them to the infirmary for treatment.

At this level, you can only be a referee.

But today, Mrs. Hooch has clearly learned her lesson.

The previous steps are the same, have the little wizard call the broomstick and wait for the broom to jump into his hand on its own.

Vane succeeded only once, and the others jumped with brooms and rolled on the ground.

A few more shouts, and the broom will slap them impatiently.

It took more than ten minutes for everyone to hold it in their hands.

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Hodge asked everyone to put down the broom and began to guide them one by one.

It's slow, but at least it's a lot safer.

To her relief, everyone's talents are generally not good, but there is no sign of getting out of control.

Finally, it was Vane's turn.