[HP] This Evil

Draco finally arrived at Potions class on Thursday, still in bandages, ambling along.

Today they were making the shrink potion and Draco purposely placed his cauldron next to Harry and Ron so that they were on the same table preparing the potion ingredients.

Throughout the class he'd been ordering Harry and Ron to help him shell figs or chop daisies on the pretext of hurting his arm, and Professor Snape had been physically supportive of what was going on.

"Potter, go help Mr Malfoy peel figs."

"Weasley, go and cut the daisy roots for Mr Malfoy."

Catherine has always been very talented in potions, so it is more than enough to make two potions in one class. She quickly cut two neat daisy roots and planned to give one to Draco, because she thought Ron The cut root was definitely not as good as hers, and Professor Snape confiscated her extra daisy root before she reached out her hand.

"Don't waste materials, Miss Ferrara," said Snape.

"Haven't seen your friend Hagrid recently, have you?" Seeing that his potion was almost ready, Draco started looking for trouble again, "My dad is very worried about my arm, I think your friend may be fired, After all, my arm was badly injured, and the monster, it is likely to be sentenced."

"That's why you kept pretending that your injury didn't heal, and got Hagrid fired!" Harry was shaking with anger.

"Isn't there a great benefit to this?" He lowered his voice, complacent, and then quietly glanced behind him at Catherine, who had already completed the potion and was now bored.

Harry angrily tore off a few short grasses in his hand, and Snape deducted points from Gryffindor for intentionally destroying the experimental materials.Ron tugged at Harry's robes to signal him to stop talking.

Neville was in trouble again, and his potion had turned an eerie orange.

"How on earth should I tell you to understand, Longbottom? Has leech juice seeped into your brain?" said Snape, standing next to Neville's seat, looking unceremoniously at his cauldron.Neville's face was flushed, and his head almost sank into the ground.

"Sir, can I help him?" Hermione asked cautiously.

"Don't show off, Granger, stay in your seat and don't move," Snape said.Hermione's seat was a little far from Neville, and she couldn't help Neville adjust the potion without disturbing Snape, and she was sweating profusely.

"Hey..." Neville didn't know what to add to the cauldron, a few drops of green medicine splashed out of his cauldron and scattered on the ground, and another drop splashed on the corner of Catherine's robe sitting in front of him. , but the movement was not big, so no one attracted attention, only Catherine turned her head and gouged him out. She clearly remembered that a Ravenclaw student splashed a drop of toad egg juice on her new robe in the last Potions class It made her sick, and clumsy enough to be a Ravenclaw, Catherine couldn't believe it.

"Sorry, sorry." Neville apologized quickly.Catherine took a deep breath and decided to avoid causing trouble recently, and turned her head away again.

"Zi la..." Half a minute later, two more drops of potion splashed onto Catherine's table from behind.

"What are you doing, Longbottom!" Catherine threw away the materials in her hand and turned her head to growl. Neville was holding a bottle and did not dare to make a sound. His cauldron was still bubbling with bubbles. Catherine took a step back for fear of splashing the potion. On her own face, she wanted to ask Snape to leave the class early so that she could leave this dangerous seat, but Snape would definitely not agree.So she decided to report Neville's cauldron as a threat to her personal safety, but soon she found that Neville had an expression on his face that was about to cry.Catherine's head suddenly became dizzy. She hated seeing people cry the most. These days, she has been annoyed by Draco who hums as soon as the dressing is changed. If someone is crying in front of her now, she feels that she might take out her wand and give it to her. The other party cursed.

Catherine hesitated for a long time, and finally resignedly grabbed the little goblin beard left on her table and threw it all into Neville's crucible, poured another milliliter of partridge saliva into it, and the crucible gradually calmed down, "Now! Put the quail's gastric juice Pour it all in!" she ordered.

Neville picked up a ginger bottle.

"That's the tears of goldfish..." Catherine groaned in pain, and now she began to understand why Professor Snape was always so irritable.

Neville hesitated for a while, and finally picked up the correct potion bottle, and poured all the quail's stomach juice into the crucible. After a few seconds, the color of the potion gradually returned to normal.

"Don't touch your potion again! Longbottom!" Catherine said viciously.

"Thank you..." Neville whispered.

This year's Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's name is Remus Lupin. He is a man with a terrible scar on his face but is very gentle in his speech. After a few lessons, Catherine firmly believes that this is the best she has ever met. Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

In the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Lupine gave them a practical lesson on how to deal with boggarts; in the second class, he talked about red hats.

In class today he taught them a new spell they could use against dementors: Invoke.

He made them think about the happiest thing in their minds, and then said the mantra.

Catherine's first thought was when she and Cecilia went to a picnic when they were kids, but her wand didn't respond.

Then she thought of the Quidditch game she watched in Munich when she was 10 years old. Cecilia's boyfriend Abrasha took her and Cecilia to watch together. Shrieking for Zouwu Invisible Beast Chaser Ed Dawson, his voice was so hoarse that Cecilia ended up having to help her make a throat-smoothing potion.Catherine thought that her wand should have some reaction this time, but nothing happened.

She thought about it for a long time, and finally the model of the Nimbus 2000 that Draco gave her in the first year appeared in her mind, but she still failed.This spell was indeed very difficult, and no one learned it after one class. Professor Lupine comforted them not to worry, because they still had several years to practice this spell.

After class, Catherine did not leave in a hurry, but begged Professor Lupine to teach her the spell that could deal with Peeves. Yesterday in the corridor, Peeves kept grabbing her hair, and then Professor Lupine appeared, He raised his wand and said a simple incantation "Vari Vasi", and then Peeves was flicked away, Catherine and her hair were freed, and Professor Lupine conjured a hair tie for her Hair tied by Peeves.What a professor, Catherine thought.

"Raise your arms to shoulder level, draw your wand in a semicircle in the air, and at the same time say the spell: Vali Vasi," said Lupine patiently, "Yes, that's it, well done, boy. "

He praised me, he praised me, he praised me.Catherine thought happily, forgetting all the unhappiness in the Potions class just now.

"Professor, why doesn't my wand react at all when I use the Guardian Charm?" Catherine randomly asked a question, and she wanted to stay in the classroom for a while.

"This is a difficult spell, which requires strong magic power and concentration. When you cast the spell, you must think of the happiest thing in your heart, but now you are only in the third grade, and it is not normal to learn it, but I still want to I taught you in advance, this spell may be useful in your future." Professor Lupine smiled gently, gathered the scattered books on the desk, and sat down.

Had Lambert been alive, would I have succeeded today?

"What is the happiest time?" Catherine still didn't want to leave, and continued to ask boring questions.

"This is different for everyone, you have to find it yourself." Lupine explained more patiently, "What did you think of just now?"

"I thought of my sister."

"You and your sister must have a good relationship, right?" Professor Lupine sat behind the desk with a glass of water and asked with a smile.

"I love my sister very much, although we always have different views on some things." Catherine said lying across the desk, she found that Lupine's robe was old but clean, and it smelled of washing powder. For the first time, I felt that the smell of washing powder made people feel warm, like home-although her home was not very warm.

"No wizard is exactly the same. People are made different," Lupine explained.

"I think I understand, Professor." Catherine stood up reluctantly. She found that the hour hand of the clock was about to point to 5. If she didn't go to Quidditch training, she would be late. After saying goodbye to Lupine, she happily ran to the court Go, and make up your mind to practice the Guardian Charm as soon as possible, so that the professor will be impressed.Professor Lupine just told her that a successful Patronus Charm can summon a Patronus, and she doesn't know what her own Patronus looks like, but she hopes it's a rabbit, she likes rabbits, and so does Lambert.

"You like that new professor very much! Just because he helped you get rid of Peeves?" Draco hugged his injured arm and said, although he can't play Quidditch now, he was picked up by Flint Watch other players train at the training ground.

"Professor Lupine is the best!" Catherine's eyes were bright, her face was full of joy, she was holding the Nimbus 2001 in her hand, and her hair was all coiled behind her head.

"What's so good, he's dressed like a house elf." Draco curled his lips, Flint had already flew into the air on his broom, and was urging the few team members who were still on the ground.

"Shut up, you." Catherine deliberately bumped his arm that was almost healed, then snatched the bat from his hand, stepped on the broom and flew away.

The author says:

I really!Really like!Lupine ah ah ah ah!I love Lupine and Tonks!Ahhh!