Hogwarts: I have graduated before the system came

After the Defense Against the Dark Arts monthly exam week.

Everything is back to business as usual.

Of course, for fifth year students and Quidditch players, it was getting more and more tense.

On the weekend, Wood had to take Harry to negotiate with Professor McGonagall, so that the confinement of the orchard work would be temporarily suspended (you may have forgotten that in addition to dictation, Harry and Ron also have a task of taking care of the orchard.)

This would give him more time to train on the Quidditch pitch.

Ron and Harry complained several times about this.

And threatened Harry, if Gryffindor Quidditch does not win the championship this time,

He complained to Professor McGonagall and asked Harry to fill in the work content that he had missed.

Of course, there are joys and sorrows in Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.

Those lower grade students who passed the exam were learning new spells in class.

Then go to deal with various dark magic creatures brought by Professor Holmes.

And those who failed the exam could only stand in the corner, while reciting, while peeking at everyone's practice.

Of course, the worst is the sixth grade.

They were collectively arranged by Douglas for a morning run.

But it does work for them.

One morning, when the rising sun fell on a Slytherin.

Facing the sun, he used Professor Holmes' special version of the Luminous Charm.

This encouraged them greatly.

Then, Hogwarts began to circulate a saying:

"Sherlock Holmes' morning run can help you learn spells quickly!"

This led to Douglas' morning running team expanding again.

And divided into three camps,

One is the couple camp, this group of people is purely for the sake of being together in a fair and honest manner, and love each other.

One is the magic spell study group led by the sixth grade. They believe in Douglas's nonsense, breathe fresh air, understand nature, and then they can comprehend magic.

The last group is the hard-pressed confinement group.

And among them were five Gryffindor first-year students who were simply cheated by the Weasley twins.

In order to win over the lower grade students, the Weasley twins often told them stories about their night travels and outwitting Filch.

In addition, there have been rumors circulating on campus that Douglas released monsters to test the students of the whole school.

Several first-year students formed a secret team and decided to use the night tour to catch the monster, complete the test of Professor Holmes, and at the same time prove that they are qualified Gryffindors.

As a result, the ideal is plump and the reality is skinny.

As soon as the five of them left the Gryffindor common room, they were blocked by Filch.

When Ron and Harry knew about it, they expressed their admiration.

When they went out at night in the first grade, they were not allowed to use the invisibility cloak as a cover.

Good guy, five people just went out so recklessly.

time flies.

A few days before Halloween.

Saturday.

dusk.

Wind and rain.

Harry hurried back from the training ground, drenched in mud.

Hurry to Professor Holmes' office to continue his confinement.

Gryffindor Quidditch captain Oliver Wood's unshakable training enthusiasm no matter the wind or rain made him a little annoyed.

Of course, on the one hand, it was because he couldn't delay his confinement time by an hour like the Weasley twins, so his training time seemed very tight.

On the other hand, Fred and George came back from Slytherin and Hufflepuff scouting, and they saw with their own eyes the speed of those new broomsticks Nimbus 2001, so that the players could only see a blur on the field. shadow.

Harry walked through the corridor full of thoughts, and almost bumped into Sir Nicholas (Almost Headless Nick), who was as preoccupied as he was,

The other party was looking out of the window sadly, muttering:

"...not meeting their qualifications...just half an inch, if..."

Harry greeted casually: "Hello, Nick!"

Startled, Nearly Headless Nick looked around, nervously folding up a transparent letter and hiding it under his jacket.

"Oh, hello, young Potter! Looks like you have something on your mind!"

Harry was just about to say hello and leave, but when he saw the other person's movements, he stopped,

Taking a serious look at the other party, through his body, I could only see the dark sky and the pouring rain outside.

"Don't you have something on your mind too?"

"Ah," Nearly Headless Nick waved a slender hand gracefully,

"Just a small thing...not that I really want to attend...I thought I could apply, but it looks like I'm 'not eligible'..."

Harry might have been deceived by the nonchalant tone if it wasn't for the deep pain evident on his face.

Nick broke out suddenly, and took out the letter again:

"Tell me, if you were cut 44 times on the neck with a blunt ax, are you eligible to join the Headless Hunter team?"

Harry saw the flame on the torch not far away begin to flicker amidst the roar of the ghost.

I suddenly understood what Professor Holmes said, many times, the weather will affect the mood, and the mood will affect the magic.

Nearly Headless Nick saw Harry nod perfunctorily, shook the letter away, showed Harry with his fingers, and said angrily:

"I mean, I want things to be clean and tidy more than anyone,

Wish my head would be completely and utterly broken,

That would save me a lot of pain and ridicule.

But……"

At this moment, Harry suddenly realized that he had wasted too much time here,

He hastily interrupted Nick, who was almost headless:

"Why don't you try with Professor Holmes?

I mean, didn't you say that the professor's magic can hurt ghosts,

You can ask him to try to completely separate your head from your body..."

Nearly Headless Nick froze.

I don't know whether it was because of this idea or because of Holmes.

But Harry ignored him, and said hastily:

"If you like, I can speak to Professor Holmes for you in a moment.

You know, I'm going to his office for solitary confinement..."

Then turn around and leave.

Behind him came the anxious voice of Nearly Headless Nick:

"No no no!

I mean, don't bother the professor.

I can solve it myself!

Mr. Potter, stop talking! "

Just as Harry left, Mr. Filch came to him, following the mud and dirty water dripping from his Quidditch robe.

The flesh on the double chin trembled and roared:

"Dirty everywhere, mess everywhere, I'm fed up!

Mr. Ghost, did Potter go by just now, I heard you call him?

I must catch him and punish him severely!

Professors McGonagall and Holmes are so kind! "

Nick, who was almost headless, shrugged without saying a word. Fortunately, Potter left one step ahead of time.

Otherwise, if he was caught by Filch at this juncture, it would definitely affect his ghost gathering.

Because Harry is currently the only living person who has promised them to attend the death party,

I almost forgot, he also agreed on behalf of his friend, what a nice guy!

As for Harry's proposal to let him go to Professor Holmes.

Nearly Headless Nick says to hell with that idea.