Being a bastard at Hogwarts is not safe.

Brian's prediction was correct, and he saw Malfoy in the corridor early the next morning.

At this moment, Malfoy no longer had any arrogance. He had two big dark circles under his eyes, and his complexion was pale.

Standing not far from Malfoy, there was a middle-aged man with a similar appearance, a zombie-like blue face, and long snow-white hair, who was talking to Snape in a low voice at the moment.

"That's Malfoy's father, an old villain." Ron said with some indescribable taste, "There are rumors that he used to be a Death Eater."

Bryan didn't care now if Malfoy Jr. was a Death Eater or Malfoy Sr. was a Death Eater, because the next class in Gryffindor was Defense Against the Dark Arts.

If there's one class Brian doesn't want to take at Hogwarts, it's Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.In comparison, even Snape's Potions class seemed exceptionally good.

In Quirrell's class, Brian not only had to try his best to disguise to avoid being seen by Quirrell, but also worried about whether his Occlumency was effective.

Besides, Quirrell never said anything useful.This is also very understandable, is he going to teach Harry to deal with himself?

Sure enough, the familiar big purple scarf in today's class began to tell the story of how he once dealt with werewolves on an unknown mountain.Although this Professor Quirrell stutters, he loves to talk. Even Hermione feels very tired after a class. She complained several times about Professor Quirrell's class and didn't know what notes to take.

The little witch was probably worried about what to do with the final exam.

But she didn't need to care, after all, by the end of the term, the mummy had already been killed by Harry.Feeling Brian's gaze, Harry turned and scratched his head, bewildered.

After finally getting through this class, Bryan quickly mixed into the crowd and was about to leave, but he heard Quirrell shout: "Boo, Boo, Mr. Bryan, yes, can... can you stay for a while?"

Hearing the news, Brian's brain almost shut down. He looked at the big scarf on Quirrell's head, swallowed, walked to a position three feet away from Quirrell, tried to calm himself down, and lowered his head. He asked, "Professor, what's the matter?"

Quirrell put down the textbooks he was sorting out, raised his head and said with a smile, "Brian, come...come closer...closer."

Brian had no choice but to take two steps forward.

The smile on Quirrell's face became brighter again, "Boo...Boo...Brian, I...I have...a topic...need your...help...help. , need...need you...go to the library...the library...help me find...a book."

Brian was a little embarrassed: "Professor, what books do you need, just tell the library administrator, Mrs. Pince, and she will find it for you."

Quirrell suddenly took Brian's hand and used a lot of strength: "Ping...Pingsifu...Madam didn't...did not find...this book, she...she said... .Finding....this book...takes a lot....a lot of time, I...I need...your help Brian. At the end of the term...at the end of the term I will give you...add very."

Brian was helpless. He pretended to bow and tried his best to break away from Quirrell's tight grip, and said indifferently: "Okay, professor, which book is it?"

"A Millennium History of Hogwarts"

Strangely, Quirrell didn't stutter when he announced the title of the book.But Brian didn't notice, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.After getting the answer, he bowed and left the classroom quickly.

But Brian didn't notice that Quirrell was staring blankly in the direction he was leaving.

"How did you do it?" George and Fred approached Brian and asked curiously during dinner in the restaurant, "Snape went into a rage last night in the Slytherin dormitory, if it wasn't for old Malfoy's Show up, the three of them will be fired today."

Brian frowned, and defended in a low voice: "It's not me, I..."

George pointed to Ron, who was gesticulating happily among a large circle of people at the moment, and Fred gloated and said, "Ron told us what it's not about you.

Brian closed his eyes, his fists clenched and then loosened, and then clenched again.He resisted the desire to beat Ron violently, and after a long time he opened his eyes and said lightly: "I just sprinkled some fluorescent paint on the place where Malfoy left, it's too dark there and he left too fast, no Will notice, that's all."

Brian didn't think that Ron would be really stupid enough to publicize the fact that four people met the three-headed dog. After all, it was a school rule explicitly prohibited by Dumbledore.Therefore, he did not continue to speak.

George and Fred found a seat and sat down, no longer talking, just watching Brian quietly.

Brian glanced at Ron, with hesitation and hesitation on his face.After a while, his expression became solemn, and he looked very solemn, but then his expression softened slightly, and he whispered: "No, that's all. What I said is true."

George thought for a while and said, "I didn't say anything else."

Brian closed his eyes, and the discussion on Ron's side became louder and louder, Tree Peak Dragon?Norwegian Ridgeback?

What the hell?Brian felt a little puzzled, what are these things?Listening closer, it turned out that Ron was showing off to Harry and everyone that his brother Charlie had sent him scales and specimens.

Fred looked at him and said, "So you really did it? How did you come up with the idea?"

"You lied to me..." Brian stared at the twins for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'm almost worried that Professor McGonagall and Snape will be embarrassed if they know that I was the one who caused Malfoy to be arrested last night." It's..."

"We just saw that your mental activities are very rich and interesting."

...

Brian and the Weasley brothers agreed to keep the secret of Brian's plan to deal with Malfoy, on the condition that they would not be forgotten if there were any interesting ideas in the future.

The twins left contentedly, and Brian sat in his seat doubting his life.When did I become as stupid as Harry Ron, and got scammed out of him?

"Bryan, we should have listened to you yesterday." Harry had already stopped the discussion, walked up to Brian with Ron, and said a little embarrassedly, after all, Brian had already mentioned to them yesterday that he was stalked by Malfoy. possible, but they suspected that Brian wanted to defect to Malfoy.

"Forget it, it's nothing." Brian shook his head and said he didn't care. After all, he was still complaining about these two things in his heart, so he was a little guilty.

"I had a discussion with Harry last night, and we suspected that the three-headed dog might be related to Hagrid." Ron said, "You don't know, last time we went..."

The two simply told Brian what happened in Hagrid's cabin that afternoon, and put forward their own conjectures.Before Brian could speak, a serious voice came from beside him: "You two still want to break into the forbidden area in the corridor on the fourth floor, don't you? Isn't the experience last night enough for you two to reflect on it? ?”

Hermione stared and said angrily, "We were almost fired, if it wasn't for Brian..."

"Forget it, Hermione, I just did some small things." Brian interrupted Hermione, and the three of them would have another big fight if they continued talking like this. Didn't you see that Harry and Ron were already blushing?" I'm sure Ron and Harry won't be going there again, are they?"

Harry and Ron nodded, and Hermione ignored them after glancing at them. He wanted to discuss with Brian the technique of the Unlocking Charm, which she didn't have a high success rate with.