Hogwarts: The Book of Magic

Chapter 151 Sharpening Minions
The little wizards propped their heads on their hands and watched a class. Lockhart beat Longbottom violently, yawned, stood up and walked out when the get out of class bell was over.

get out of class is over.

But the little wizards stood at the door at a loss.

It was just this class this morning. If it was normal, the little wizards would have already gotten into the corridor to fight.But now, when he turned his head and looked, it was all boards blocking the corridor.

"Oh, my God, that's terrible." Ron said with a sigh, clutching his forehead.

"Let's go, let's go back to the dormitory." Harry shook his head, and he knew from his appearance that he couldn't play today.

That was the plan of most of the Gryffindor cubs, who walked upstairs in a dejected file.Filch sealed most of the corridors, and seemed to seal their energies along with it.

Hermione explained to a few of her roommates to prevent the prefect from asking about her whereabouts but no one would notify the professor, so she dragged Lian to the library.

Lockhart assigned homework at the end of the class, finding out Lockhart's four most exquisite operations in the episode performed in today's class, and writing a one-foot-long paper.

Today, the number of little wizards in the library seems to be twice as many as usual. The little wizards are sitting with their friends, and there are books spread out on the table, but few people read them, and they all gather around and whisper.

Mrs. Pince walked around in the library angrily, but every time she was about to approach the little wizards, the little wizards knew she was coming as if they had eyes behind their backs, and began to pretend to read books.

"You better not let me catch you." Mrs. Pince angrily walked past several witches who were reading with a feather duster.

But Mrs. Pince changed her smiling face when she saw Hermione and Lean.

She had a good impression of the two wizards in front of her. Although they talked occasionally, at least they really came to study, and they loved books very much.

Mrs. Pince nodded to Hermione and Lean, and then went to inspect again.

Hermione nodded in the same way, the little girl didn't dare to speak in front of Mrs. Pince.

Sitting in the seat where she had been sitting before, Hermione put the books from her bag on the table one by one, making a tall stack.

When other professors are in class, they only use one or two books. They never use seven or eight books for each class like Defense Against the Dark Arts class, because no one knows what Lockhart will perform in this class. .

Hufflepuff and Slytherin are okay, but Ravenclaw and Gryffindor are in pain. They have to climb up and down with seven or eight books every time they go to class.

Hermione opened the book, carefully read the section of today's performance in class, and quickly found a few small details that met Lockhart's requirements, then picked up the parchment and began to "swish", "swish", and write from time to time. He also found a few books from the side for reference.

Lean doesn't even need to read, all the books are in his mind, and he can recall them with a little thought.

The homework of the two of them was completed very quickly. The one-foot thesis is actually very simple. The words are larger, the line spacing is larger, and the left and right spaces are larger. It is beautiful and can save writing, killing two birds with one stone.

After finishing their homework, the two sat in the library reading a book, and it was estimated that it was almost lunch time before heading to the restaurant.

Today's restaurant is extremely lively, most of the corridors are blocked, and the little wizards have no place to play.Playing around in the dormitory is not very suitable, and I feel sorry for breaking things; the library is even more forbidden, unless you want to never enter the library in your life; not in the classroom, the professor is watching.

In the end, after much deliberation, only this restaurant is the most suitable.

Lean pushed open the door and saw Malfoy and Harry confronting each other, with their respective attendants waving their flags and shouting behind them.

"What's going on here?" Lean found Dax and asked.

"During the last duel club, both of them won or lost. Just now Weasley accused Malfoy of making an early move last time, and then Goyle and Crabbe also accused Potter of making an early move, and then the two sides quarreled, and the result became now This is it."

Kex stared at the changes in the arena while telling Ryan the cause and effect of the incident.

Although both sides spoke fiercely, neither of them wanted to fire the first shot.

No one wants to bear the consequences of creating friction.

About 5 minutes later, the little wizards probably saw that the two sides had no intention of fighting, so they returned to their seats in a wan mood, waiting for the arrival of lunch.

"Ah, it's really boring, why are all the corridors sealed off?" Kex said with a bit of boredom lying on the table.

Because of the closed corridors, the classrooms occupied by the small group formed by Kex and Beaver could not go.

"By the way, Kex, I don't know what the name of your organization is?" Lean asked curiously.

"Didn't Beaver say that?" Kex looked puzzled.

"I thought you said it." Beaver's voice sounded behind him.

"Damn it, you haven't told Lean about such an important matter." Beaver slapped Kex on the shoulder and said, squeezing hard.

"I thought you said it, hiss~ move a little to the left. You have a good technique. After you retire, you can open a massage parlor and earn Galleons."

"Okay, Lean, our organization is called the Mutual Aid Society."

"Well, why doesn't it feel very domineering." Lean asked.

"That's to say, I feel the same way. But Beaver said that we need to develop in a low-key manner, so we chose such a name. But now that I think about it, it really fits our situation. Everyone helps each other in the first place." Ke S said.

"Okay, don't worry about this anymore, lunch is here."

Perhaps it was to take care of the energy that the little wizards had nowhere to vent today, the food today was quite chewy.

The small snacks after the meal also opened Lean's eyes.

Dried into purple-red beef jerky, dried fruit, and the most classic French bread sticks.

These small snacks are distributed to everyone in bags one by one, and appear directly in front of the corresponding little wizard's dinner plate.

"Is this really edible?" Kex squeezed the yellow breadstick curiously.

"Bang!"

Beaver took the breadstick and slammed it on the table, but the bread did not appear to be cracked at all, only a little crumbs fell off.

"Obviously, I don't think so," Beaver said with a smile.

"What the hell, what's the point of the school posting this?" Brick Carroll sat across from Kex.

"Maybe I think your teeth are bad, and I want you to grind your teeth." Li En said from the side.

On the other side of the Gryffindor table, the Weasley twins had already fought together with breadsticks, like dueling knights in the Middle Ages.

(End of this chapter)