Hogwarts, this professor is too stable.

On Saturday morning, Harry and Ron reluctantly got up early.

"Neville is still snoring, but we have to work in the Muggle Studies professor's office. Is this fair?" Ron complained while irritating his face with cold water and turning on his phone quickly.

Harry also looked listless. Even the dogs didn't get up early on Saturday morning, but they had to go to work!

Although he had gotten up early when he was learning Quidditch before, this was the first time he got up so early because he had to help the professor, and he was a teacher who had never taught them a lesson!

This teacher really has a dark heart!

When the two of them walked into the Gryffindor common room with their heads hanging down, they were surprised to find that Hermione was already here.

She held two pieces of bread that seemed to have just been heated by magic and handed them over, "Eat quickly, and we will go to Professor Mochier's office together after eating."

Harry asked in confusion: "Hermione, Professor Cavendish didn't let you go, did he?"

"Harry." Hermione snorted, "Professor Mochir is a very good person. Please put away your negative emotions. He has helped me before, and I will go to him tomorrow. He is in need." I won’t refuse help.”

After saying that, the little girl turned around. If she had gone before, she would have left first, but now, she was ready to wait.

While nibbling the bread given by Hermione, Harry whispered to Ron: "How does she know what I am thinking?"

Ron shook his head.

In fact, last night when she thought she was about to die, Hermione suddenly discovered that she could see something different. She seemed to be able to feel other people's emotions.

In other words, Hermione has gradually understood the first step of Legilimency...

When the three of them arrived at the Muggle Studies professor's office on the second floor of Ravenclaw Tower, Draco and Jack were already there.

And to their surprise, besides Professor Cavendish, there were several people in the office.

A middle-aged wizard with a somewhat bald head, Hermione told them in a low voice, this was the school's alchemy assistant, and several others Harry had met on the first day of school.

They are all prefects of various houses in the fifth grade: the blond man wearing glasses is Robert Hilliard of Ravenclaw; Gemma Farley, wearing green embroidered wizard robes, is the prefect of Slytherin. ; Prefect Gabrielle Truman of Hufflepuff, who dresses herself meticulously; and Percy Weasley, who can be seen in Gryffindor all day long.

Mochir waved his hand, and a few chairs and a table appeared out of thin air on the ground.

A pile of "Fire" club flyers copied by Mochir's carbon quill flew onto the table.

Also flying over were a bunch of photos of unknown wizards. The dilapidated, leaky room looked like a prison, with the wizard above staring ahead numbly.

These were photos of prisoners that Moqil asked his classmates working in Azkaban to help take. They had been tortured by dementors for many years, and their souls had been irreversibly damaged. They looked extremely pitiful.

But Mochir would not say that in the bulletin board. He pointed at the photo with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice: "These are patients in a magic hospital in North America. The photo is of their ward. Some of these wizards are because of the Cruciatus Curse." Some of them were tortured because of the out-of-control Imperius Curse, and some were long-term injuries from dementors... all of which caused irreparable damage to their souls."

"Currently, there is no medicine to treat this kind of injury in the magic world. We can only use potions brewed from mandrake to relieve the pain of patients. There are also many such poor patients in St. Mungo's Hospital. This time, we formed the 'Fire is Loving' 'The club's first mission is to plant mandrakes in the fifth greenhouse, the club's activity venue. When the herbs mature next year, we will donate part of the herbs directly to St. Mungo's Hospital to make a small contribution."

Senior Brother Lehman was completely dumbfounded!

He clearly remembered what Mochier had told him before, asking students to plant mandrakes mainly for next year's laboratory research. Why would they donate it?

The look he looked at Moqil showed confusion, confusion, and a little respect.

"You should take a look at this flyer first. Your task today is to post the photos in every classroom in the castle and the common room of every college. Send the flyer to as many students as possible, and then explain it to everyone. If you have any doubts about the purpose of our 'Fire on Fire' club, you can raise it now."

The prefect of Ravenclaw raised his hand first. He looked at the dull-looking people in the photo and said sternly: "Professor, I have decided to join you now. You promised me the 15 gold galleons." No, I am working voluntarily today."

Mochir patted his shoulder happily.

What a good comrade. To Moqil's ears, these words were as if I volunteered to join the sacred party, obey the party's arrangements, support the party's leadership, and safeguard the party's interests.

The prefects of the other three colleges seemed to hesitate slightly, but in the end they said nothing.

Ron's eyes widened, and his mouth widened, "Did I hear you right? Percy has 15 gold galleons, and we have nothing!"

Draco, who was sitting opposite him, snorted and said mockingly: "What a Weasley who has never seen the world..." But when he saw Percy with a gloomy face next to Ron, he quickly changed his tune and said Later he added, “The youngest idiot in the family!”

Percy's expression didn't change at all. He looked like he was about to pull out his wand. Draco hurriedly hid behind his prefect, Gemma Farley. He knew how powerful this witch was.

Farley helped Draco out, and she also asked her own question, "Professor, can you be more specific about what we need to do?"

Mochir nodded, "Look, Draco, Jack, Harry, and Ron, these four first-year students will assist you. Each of you will be assigned one. The first stop is to the common room of your own college. go.

What you have to do is very simple. The first step is to post a photo and explain the people in the photo. You can also make up some kind stories based on books or your own experiences to arouse everyone's sympathy;

The second step is to show our club’s proposal and school approval letter to gain everyone’s trust;

The third part explains that our Hogwarts has been focusing on theoretical learning for a long time and has ignored the shortcomings of social activities. This activity can not only train ourselves, but also produce social benefits, and may even produce certain economic benefits for ourselves next year. , making everyone feel like they are taking advantage;

The fourth step is to take out the application form and give it to them, and then you can leave.

Repeat the above steps and go to the dining hall, classroom, Quidditch pitch...everywhere you can think of! "

When Mochir finished speaking, Hermione couldn't wait to say: "Professor, I also join the Flame Club, and I am also working voluntarily today!"

Mochir readily agreed.