[HP] Five Poisons

"He's simply avenging his own personal revenge!" Chi Mo complained dissatisfiedly to Regulus on the other side of the mirror holding the double-sided mirror, "How can he be so narrow-minded! Obviously I am also a victim, and he did it like me It seems to take advantage of him."

Tch——for no apparent reason, it became the talking point of others, and it was still with Snape, he was wronged!

Especially indignantly cursing an old man who was extremely narrow-minded for a long time, Chi Mo wrinkled his nose sullenly, "What to do, just one transformation class is enough to trouble me, now there is another ancient Magic text..." Chi Mo deeply felt that he would win another D. Unlike last year, this time it would no longer be a professor maliciously giving a low score, but, really, unable to pass.

Chi Mo didn't care too much about the failure caused by someone deliberately suppressing the grade of O to D, but it was entirely because of his own level of failure... Recalling last year when Regulus saw his grades Chi Mo trembled subconsciously at Shan Shi's subtle expression.

I never expected that my relationship with Chi Mo would be made public in this way, especially after hearing that Chi Mo beat up the entire fifth graders by himself and completely suppressed the rumors with absolute violence , Regulus was inevitably a little ironic.This will hear Chi Mo drooping his head, dejected like a puppy who needs comfort, Regulus is still a little puzzled in his heart while smoothing his hair, he remembers his child's ancient rune homework Clearly organized, citing the classics, basically all get O, why does it sound now...

"You also said, it's homework." Hearing Regulus' question, Chi Mo didn't hide it, and confessed honestly, "When doing homework, you just need to read more books, and Professor Babling doesn't mind He will assign those uncommon topics for us to do, and most of the homework is for us to practice translating certain magic texts, and those topics are basically copied from the book, and..."

"?" Because Chi Mo's last sentence was too soft, Regulus didn't hear it clearly, and looked at him suspiciously.

"I mean, it's fine to write all homework by hand, and you don't need to read it out." So when he wrote homework for this subject, he basically relied on copying books. As for the correct pronunciation of those words and spells, it's a pity. , not at all.

Confessing such an embarrassing thing in front of the former Slytherin prefects and the head of the Boys' Council always felt guilty.Chi Mo coughed dryly, and subconsciously defended himself, "I'm not the only one like this...Most Hufflepuffs are like this..." Although there are exceptions, they are rare.

The expression on Regulus' face instantly became subtle.

Chi Mo explained weakly, "There is no exam at the end of the ancient magic text class, just hand in an assignment. I also chose this class because I heard this from the seniors at the time. Otherwise, I would Why do you have to be so self-abuse, you finally managed to speak English fluently..." The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally almost disappeared. In fact, Chi Mo also knew that he was too opportunistic, but this thing is useless to him!

He didn't plan to become a scholar after graduation, and he didn't plan to work in the Ministry of Magic, so he didn't need to learn this at all.

But the damned Snape intervened, forcing him to take the ancient rune test. It is said that under someone's suggestion, this year's rune test, not only the scope of questions is not limited to textbooks, but also cheated to require on-site use Those rune spells that need translation.It is self-evident who this so-and-so is.

Chi Mo doesn't understand, this incident has nothing to do with his dime, why is he the most unlucky, fall!

While Chi Mo was racking his brains to successfully pass the OWLs exam, the atmosphere on the Hogward campus became increasingly heavy.

As the Death Eaters wantonly hurt innocent people, more than one student's family and friends have unfortunately been implicated.

Hufflepuff College, which came from an ordinary family and had the most mixed-race little wizards, cast a gray shadow even more.

A round-faced girl who received a letter from her family at breakfast this morning couldn't help crying and went to the dean, hoping to go home and take care of her father-her family is a single-parent family, and her father went out to the store to buy cigarettes last night At that time, she was unlucky to meet two Death Eaters attacking Muggles. Although her father was lucky enough to save his life, he was still lying in the intensive care unit because of excessive blood loss. ——The letter was sent by her uncle, and her poor father is still unconscious.

Sadness, anxiety, and fear, these negative emotions quickly spread throughout Hogwarts, and the laughter on the campus obviously decreased.

At least five relatives of students across the school were admitted to the hospital as a result of the attack, and without exception, they were all ordinary people.

The school naturally declined the students' wish to go home and take care of their loved ones - now, there is no place that is safer than Hogwarts.It's best to stay in school.

Of course, the school also sent several professors to visit the parents of those students. For ordinary people who have been harmed by the curse, they can help the patients recover sooner than ordinary hospitals.

Even the little fat man, who was always optimistic and had nothing to worry about, began to worry. Although his parents were wizards, his aunt was an ordinary person. He was very worried that his aunt, who was close to him, would also become that unlucky pond fish.

Due to the nature of his work, his uncle often loses contact with his family in a short period of time. Their daughter is far away in Beauxbatons, and his aunt is currently alone at home.

Although his mother moved in to live with her in order to protect his aunt, the little fat man was still very worried. The little fat man, who had an unusually big brain in a certain way, had been woken up by the tragedy of his mother and aunt for two consecutive nights.

This made him have to yawn and say hello to Chi Mo with a pair of blue panda eyes at breakfast the next day.

Those who were cheated by Snape were forced to learn ancient runes every day, and Chi Mo, who also didn't have a good rest, felt like a difficult brother when he saw the little fat man's appearance.

The hustle and bustle of the past is no longer in the auditorium, replaced by inexplicable dullness and low-pitched conversations at a deliberately low volume.

Chi Mo swallowed the fried egg in his mouth, looked around, and felt that he might be the only one in the whole school who was worried about the OWLs exam.

While cutting the bacon on the plate, the little fat man was thinking about his own thoughts, looking as if he was in a trance.

Phoebe munched on the pumpkin pie, and the crease between her brows hadn't disappeared all through breakfast.

Accustomed to the excitement at the long Hufflepuff table during meals, Chi Mo was not used to the sudden silence.

"Ouch—"

The fussy little fat man cut his own finger as bacon, and soon blood beads ooze from the wound.

The little fat man was still looking at his fingers blankly, so Chi Mo threw a healing spell over.

"It's useless for you to sigh here." Chi Mo couldn't help sighing. "Even if the professors agree with you to go home, your family will not agree. Hogwarts is the safest place."

The little fat man lowered his head and said sullenly. "My father and uncle are not at home, and my mother moved to take care of her aunt. My aunt is a Muggle. However, my mother's disarming spell is worse than mine..."

Phoebe sighed. Although his family's situation was better than that of the little fat man, he felt nervous when he thought that his father worked at the Ministry of Magic, and Death Eaters had attacked Ministry of Magic officials for the second time this month— Only eight days have passed this month.

"Muggle houses are too insecure," grumbled the little fat man. "There's no security at all."

"Well..." Chi Mo tilted his head, remembering some materials he saw in Regulus' study, "Actually...they are not as fragile as you think, and some of their weapons are more convenient than magic spells."

The little fat man looked up at Chi Mo, and soon his shoulders collapsed. He obviously didn't believe Chi Mo's words. How could Muggles be more powerful than wizards? Death Eaters have caused so many terrorist incidents. What kind of president is that Muggle? , but thought it was done by a Muggle organization called something, and sent a large number of Muggle Aurors. As a result, besides more people died, what else?

Phoebe and Fatty have the same idea. To wizards, Muggles are always in a weak position, and being defeated by Muggles who are weaker than them is a joke to them.

Chi Mo shook his head, which is too contemptuous.Regardless of martial arts, Tangmen's hidden weapons and Wanhua's mechs are also unrivaled in the world; in England 1000 years later, how do you know that there are no similar things?

As far as the total population is concerned, the Muggle population base is far more than N times larger than that of wizards, and the Black family's business cannot be limited to the magic world, and the Muggle world is a more promising market.

Chi Mo recalled the things Regulus told him when he took him to the Muggle world, and the information he saw in the study, and told the two guys around him.

"They have guns and explosives. These things are much more lethal than a petrification spell." Gun Chimo didn't have one, but he put a few small landmines the size of a ball into his pocket that time.He took one out and handed it over. "Bury this in the ground, step on it without knowing it, and you can go into St. Mungo's."

The little fat man took the thing that was not much bigger than a pigeon egg suspiciously, and looked a bit like a pudding, "What is this? Is it as exaggerated as you said?"

"I'm a small one, and it doesn't do much damage. At most, it can blow people into maims, or kill them." The explosion range will not exceed two meters.

Shocked by Chi Mo's understatement, the little fat man almost dropped the mine into the pumpkin juice, "Really?"

Seeing that it was still early, Chi Mo simply took the two of them to the Response Room on the eighth floor, entered a reinforced room, buried the mines, and threw a chair over there.

With a "bang--", the chair shattered into small pieces of wood, fell from the gray smoke, and fell to the ground.

The room suddenly fell silent.

After a while, the little fat man came back to his senses, and threw himself on Chi Mo screaming, "I want it! Give me some! I want to bury them in my aunt's yard!!!"

Phoebe recovered from her initial astonishment, and before she could speak, she heard the little fat man's words, and couldn't help frowning, "What if your family steps on it? And so many explosions at the same time, do you think your house will be destroyed?" exist?"

The little fat man immediately slumped, looking pitifully at the thigh he was hugging, and said flatteringly. "God, save me~"

... This fat man is still so immoral.

Chi Mo twitched his mouth, "You can draw a map of the distribution of mines. As for the house, it seems that there is a kind of glass that can protect against the damage caused by small arms... just to be sure, don't you know how to use protective spells? "