Hogwarts: The Book of Magic

Chapter 153 The Complaints of the Little Wizards

"Ah~ I'm dying." Beaver said with a big tongue.

"Why are you dying?" Lean sat down on the dining table and poured himself a glass of lemonade.

The sweet and sour taste revived Lien, who had just woken up from his sleep, and woke up immediately.

"What a boring day. Why did that bastard Filch seal the corridor so thoroughly? I'm so bored." Beaver rubbed his cheeks and said.

"What does that have to do with your dying?"

After Rin finished speaking, he took a sip of lemonade, frowned, and swallowed.

"In the boring afternoon, we had nothing to do. Even if we were reading, we always had to bite something in our mouths, and then we thought of the dried meat bread distributed by the school at noon."

Having said that, Biver got up from the table, looked at Lean and said, "But to be honest, the more you chew the jerky, the more flavorful it becomes. The more flavorful the meat, the more you want to chew it, and you can't stop."

"Then our cheeks were so sour, and we haven't eaten much jerky. This may be our ration for this school year."

Lean turned his head and looked at the little wizards, all rubbing their little faces.

"Haha, I agree, this jerky is really good." Kex said vaguely with a piece of jerky in his mouth.

He sat down next to Beaver, took off the jerky in his mouth and continued: "I chewed all afternoon, and finally ate one. This is the second one. Merlin, why did you let me eat it?" Met something so delicious."

"Wait." Beaver looked a little unbelievable, "You said, you ate one this afternoon, and this is the second one? You didn't lie to me?"

Beaver's eyes were wide open, his hands rested on the table, and his body leaned a little towards Kex.

"Yeah, I'm lying to you and I don't have Gallona." Kex took it for granted.

"But, don't you have a toothache?"

Beaver rubbed his face and asked, and when Kex said that this was his second tooth, Beaver felt his tooth hurt even more.

"It hurts, but it's nothing, I went to Madam Pomfrey and asked for a bottle of potion, and it was cured."

"Wait, the medicine is so effective, did Professor Snape refine it?"

Beaver swallowed, feeling that his outlook on life had been subverted.

"Yeah, although it's a little tasteless, isn't it worthwhile to eat such a delicious thing earlier? And after drinking the potion and experiencing the bad taste, it will feel better to eat this jerky .”

Max stuffed the jerky into his mouth again, then took out three potions from his pocket and put them on the table, and said, "Why don't you try it too? I got some more from Madam Pomfrey. A few bottles of medicine."

"Ah, forget it, I don't dare to experience this bad taste, I'd rather have a toothache."

"Okay, okay." Kex looked a little disappointed, he really wanted his friend to try this wonderful feeling.

"By the way, Lean, have you tasted it?" Kex asked Lean again.

It was obvious that Kex wanted to find a like-minded friend in this area.

"Sorry, I've had class for a day, and I haven't had time yet." Lean shook his hand, the dried beef could almost be used as a dagger, and his teeth had fallen out once, if he ate his own teeth , you can only drink potions.

"I'm really envious, I can take a day's class." Beaver said while covering his mouth.

"B... Beaver, who are you? You are definitely not Beaver. It is impossible for Beaver to be so active in going to class."

Now it was Kex's turn to be surprised.

"It's not that bastard Filch, Merlin, I think his mind is a mess. Mr. March said very clearly that day, don't go to remote places, but why did he block all other places. "

"Since his cat was petrified, he's become so neurotic and crazy. I think Professor Dumbledore should fire him. His presence has seriously affected the teaching at Hogwarts."

"And it's not just me, everyone thinks so. The ghosts and the portraits also think so, and I've also heard that the ghosts are going to join forces with Peeves to make a big move this time."

Beaver said the last sentence in a low voice.

"What big move?" Kex asked casually.

"I don't know, but it should be very big."

"Is it as big as when you two set off the explosive bomb?" Li En leaned over and asked meanly.

Kex pretended to hit Lean, but Beaver looked serious.

"It might be even bigger than that time."

"Hi~"

Kesi took a deep breath, showed a bitter smile, and said, "I think I'd better listen to my family and take a semester off."

"Don't be afraid, my friend, victory is ahead. It is estimated that the ghosts will contact the little wizards soon, especially Gryffindor."

Beaver patted Kex on the shoulder and said with a smile.

The three of them were talking and laughing, food suddenly appeared on the golden dinner plate in front of them, and it was time for dinner.

"I'm really uncomfortable. I'm so hungry, and my brain tells me that the food in front of me is delicious. But the problem is, my tooth hurts."

Beaver said weakly.

Today's dinner is tender and delicious steaks, topped with black pepper sauce, which is even more attractive under the candlelight.

Lean and Kes kept putting steaks on their plates, and they ate deliciously, but it was bitter for Beaver, watching from the sidelines.

In fact, the vast majority of young wizards can only cover their faces and watch a few people around them feast.

"Why don't you try it?"

Max couldn't stand being watched by Beaver, took out the three bottles of medicine, looked at Beaver and asked.

"Damn it, Kex give me a bottle, I can't help it."

A young wizard next to him shouted, then took a bottle of potion from Kex and left.

The rest of the little wizards were also moved, but soon, this idea disappeared in an instant.

The little wizard who took the potion drank it as soon as he got it, and now he was lying on the dining table and rolling his eyes.

Five minutes later, the little wizard who kept twitching his body and rolled his eyes came back to life on the spot.

"Haha, it really doesn't hurt at all, this medicine really works."

As he spoke, he forked a piece of steak onto his dinner plate.

But obviously, by his own strength, he dispelled the other little wizards' idea of ​​taking the potion.

Beaver also smiled and rejected Kex, he didn't want to twitch in front of Juana, roll his eyes, and add a foaming at the mouth like a seizure.

The little wizards became more resentful, hating the murderer and Mr. March who proposed, but they hated Filch even more.

The reason is simple, neither the murderer nor Mr. March can beat them.

(End of this chapter)