Hufflepuff never works overtime

There has always been a question, what should I call readers?In fact, I used to use Keguan... but now I feel a little ambiguous

If you don't have any good ideas, just use everyone???( ˙?˙ )???

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After being sternly reprimanded by Sprout, Filch's face immediately became ugly. His dry lips squirmed, but he didn't dare to refute the other party's words. Finally, he glanced at Norris who was still hanging on the wall. lady.

"My cat was petrified, and someone has to be punished, it's not fair!" he said to Dumbledore, his eyes wide open, in an accusing tone.

"We can cure her, Argus." Dumbledore said to him in a relieved tone, "As far as I know, Mrs. Sprout planted high-quality mandrakes, which can be used to make potions when mature. , save Mrs. Norris."

"Hmm," Sprout nodded proudly, and did not forget to add, "It was cultivated with my students."

Filch didn't even dare to look directly at Sprout, who had just condemned him. He actually knew that his cat could still be saved when he heard Dumbledore say that Mrs. Norris was only petrified.

But he wanted more than that it could be saved, he wanted someone to be punished and scolded, especially those three annoying troublesome brats who he didn't believe had nothing to do with it.

But Filch's idea obviously won't get the support of the professors. Dumbledore's thinking of solving Mrs. Norris' petrification for him is considered to be considered his feelings.

"In the meantime, I remind everyone to be careful."

Dumbledore looked seriously at the four children in front of him. His long beard trembled uncontrollably when he spoke. He didn't wave his arm to signal them to leave until the children nodded obediently.

"Come on, Faith..."

Hermione tugged at Faise, who was still in a daze beside her. After being pointed out by Professor Sprout about the smoke, the other party seemed to have drifted away, and the white smoke above her head had already dissipated.

Ron scratched his red hair emotionally until he could not hear the voices of the professors discussing, "It seems that something similar to today happened on Halloween last year, and even our staffing is exactly the same."

"Yeah, I remember you were still having a tantrum with Hermione that day, and I don't know what those words on the wall mean just now, the secret room has been opened... Is there still a secret room hidden in our school?"

Harry looked at Hermione who was hesitant to speak beside him. He really wanted to discuss with her the whispers he heard when he left the banquet, but since Orest was still here, he hadn't gotten to know her well enough. The degree to which all kinds of secrets can be shared.

Hermione also recalled what happened last year, glanced at the absent-minded person beside her and smiled, "By the way, how did you all appear there, I remember Sir Nicholas' death anniversary dinner was held in the basement classroom? "

"I have to say, your decision not to go is really clever," Ron raised his tone immediately when he mentioned this, and even Faith looked at him curiously.

"Although I am a little sorry for Nick, but his banquet can only be described as terrible, moldy food, ghosts talking to themselves and weird atmosphere, uh... I recall that smell Started to throw up."

Listening to Ron's complaint, Hermione and Faise also showed some expressions of disgust and gratitude. Compared with each other, the smell of medicine in the infirmary was nothing.

"So you guys slipped away halfway through the banquet?"

"The two of us have done our best," Ron quickly argued, "Tasila retreated immediately after less than five minutes into the game, and I helped her smooth things over in front of Nick."

Hermione and Faise looked at each other. Indeed, this seemed like something Tarsila would do.

"Harry tried to persuade me to hold on, anyway, we won't be able to make it to the banquet in the auditorium, so we might as well chat with the ghosts, maybe we can find out some interesting little secrets, but in the end, we met a super strange ghost!"

Ron thought of the other party's tears and screams, and he was a little scared until now, "It seems to be a student of Ravenclaw, she is really a little hysterical, and she is not likeable in the ghost, we I couldn't take it anymore and ran away, but Harry was on the road again..."

In the middle of Ron's speech, he was suddenly interrupted by Harry's elbow. He rubbed his lower abdomen painfully. Seeing his friend winking at him, he remembered that Faith was still there.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Harry quickly waved his hands at the two, and secretly signaled Hermione to discuss this matter later with his eyes.

In fact, Faise also noticed the little actions of the two boys, and she didn't really care what Potter was hiding from her. After all, they really didn't know each other well, so it was better for her not to meddle in his affairs.

But Hermione obviously didn't think so. She tilted her head in confusion, and asked bluntly, "Why can't Faith know? She is my friend, and I believe she can't tell."

"Hermione, you..." Harry obviously didn't expect the other party to talk about it like this. He felt a little embarrassed all of a sudden, and he didn't dare to look at Faith's expression, but exchanged glances with Ron stiffly.

"Don't be like Hermione," Faith didn't expect the other party to say that suddenly, she was a little proud but didn't show it on her face, she just tugged the other party's sleeve, "I don't know Potter that well yet, he It's normal not to want to tell me."

After finishing speaking, Feisi pondered for a while, whether what she said just now was a bit like the villain girl in the movie, so she quickly added a sentence.

"I really don't want to know, you know, people who know too much in movies usually don't end well."

Seeing Hermione's head moved back a little and her awkward expression, Faise realized that what she said just now seemed to be cursing the other party, and she silently covered her forehead.

Well, she might as well not explain...

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to cool down again, Ron hurriedly patted Hermione on the shoulder, signaling her not to be so serious, "It's not that we don't trust Orest, the main reason is that we are not like you, and we don't know much about her." , and this matter has something to do with Harry, you might as well listen to him later."

The people around seemed to be waiting for her to make a final decision, and Hermione could only put away her dissatisfied look. She looked at the indifferent Faith and sighed, "Okay then."

At this moment, the four of them came to the stairs, and the stairs leading to the Hufflepuff common room turned right in front of them. Faith waved to the three of them.

"Don't send me Hermione, I'll be there when I go down the stairs." In order not to miss this class and have to wait for a long time, Faise stepped up.

Hermione hesitated for a moment, since the two boys had already accompanied her here, she was too embarrassed to let them go a little longer, so she could only tell Faise, "Remember to drink the medicine when you go back, and drink it in front of your roommates." drink, and..."

"Snacks and drinks are not allowed, I know, you have nagged countless times."

Faise made up what the other person had left to say as the stairs moved, she smiled, "See you tomorrow."

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The author's words:

Add more tonight!Start paying off debts~

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The first thing Faise wanted to do when she returned to the dormitory was to drink the medicine before she took a bath, so that she wouldn't want to take it any longer.

The black opaque bottle, only half the size of a palm, contained the potion that Madam Pomfrey had prepared before she fled the infirmary. The other party told her to drink it in one go, and keep white water beside her.

Thinking of Hermione's advice, Faise shamelessly asked Miriam to be the witness of her taking the medicine, and opened the stopper of the medicine under the watchful eyes of the two roommates.

When the true face of the mysterious liquid was revealed, Faith, who had seen all kinds of strange potions in Professor Snape's office, couldn't help but frowned. Because the bottle mouth was very small, they could only vaguely see the strange luster reflected inside. s surface.

"It doesn't look like a liquid at all."

Tarsila picked up the bottle, some green jelly-like solids were still sticking to the side of the cork, she tilted it carefully, and as expected, the liquid inside was firmly stuck to the wall of the cup, and a little flowed Neither was the texture.

"Why don't you take a bowl and pour it out?" Miriam tentatively said to the pale-faced Faith.

"Um……"

Faith nodded silently, and she even started to think about what to use to bribe Miriam, so that the other party could help her lie in front of Hermione tomorrow, so that she could avoid taking the medicine.

By knocking on the bottle repeatedly, a large chunk of sticky substance inside fell into the bowl. In fact, after pouring it out, Faith felt that she didn't want to drink it even more.

The three heads with different hair colors gathered together to watch the bowl of medicine placed on the empty bed. The bottle used to hold it was thrown aside, and the bowl was constantly churning, which was what Faise needed to put in her stomach later. The contents are gone.

"It's moving..."

The blue-green translucent liquid was slowly wriggling in the bowl, and when it finally returned to a stable state, a bulge suddenly emerged on the surface.

"Well, isn't it true that Madam Pomfrey gave you the wrong medicine?" Tarsila immediately stepped back a little, fearing that it would explode and splash on her body, "Is it the wrong medicine for Sir Nicholas's banquet?" of."

"I don't know... I didn't feel this way when I drank it in the afternoon," Faith said through gritted teeth as she watched the swelling swelling in the bowl, "I didn't feel so energetic."

"Do you think it will taste better if you heat it up?" Miriam said hesitantly.

It's a pity that there is no clean stirring rod in the dormitory, otherwise they can fish it out to see if there is anything strange mixed in the medicine.

Their existing mixing sticks were all prepared for potions class. After knowing what weird ingredients were mixed with that stick, no one would want to use it to stir and drink, even though the bowl of potions in front of them seemed enough. Strange.

"Boom"

The bubbles in the bowl swelled bigger and bigger, and finally burst a second before the three girls were about to flee the dormitory, and a scent of jasmine suddenly burst into their noses.

"It, it smells pretty good," Milian hesitantly moved to the side of the potion, and moved her nose, confirming that the sudden floral fragrance came from this bowl of unknown liquid.

"Let me give it a try," Faise prayed silently in her heart, she even felt that her illness was almost cured, and taking this medicine would only make her suffer from stomach problems, "Help me count down."

The two looked sympathetically at Faise, who looked at death like home, Tarsila held the bottom of the bowl with her hands, and Miriam slowly spoke.

"three two--"

"Wait a minute!" Faith suddenly stuffed the bowl into Tarsila's hand, she looked nervously at the two people who showed doubts, the potion was about to touch her lips just now, "Water , the water is not ready."

"Oh!" Tarsila rushed out like the wind, and when she came back, she already had a cup of boiling hot water in her hand, and she carefully placed the cup by Faise's hand, "Now, it shouldn't be too late. Is there a problem?"

The three girls looked at each other until Faith nodded solemnly, "Come on, I'm ready!"

As if some weird ceremony was being held, when Miriam counted down to one, they all held their breath, watching Faith's eyes closed tightly, her head raised high, and her throat moved a few times, she The hand holding the bowl began to tremble.

"Drink it, it's almost done!"

Tarsila started to feel pain when she looked at the other party. Out of deep friendship, she raised the bottom of the bowl with her hands and watched as the last layer of mucus at the bottom of the bowl was sent into the other party's mouth .

Faith felt that she was being tortured, why was Madam Pomfrey's medicine so unpalatable!This is 100 million times worse than the medicine at home...

It wasn't that she didn't want to spit it out, but that the potion became more viscous after it entered her mouth, and it was difficult for her to even swallow, let alone spit out the inside of her stomach.

It wasn't until Faith's face turned blue that she finally felt the sticky gummy being swallowed into her stomach, and she immediately grabbed the water glass beside her, "Hiss..."

How can it be so hot!

Realizing that she was only preoccupied with preparing hot water and forgot to adjust it to a temperature that could be eaten, Tarsila rushed outside again, "Wait a minute! I'll get you a new one."

However, Faith couldn't wait any longer, she pulled out the wand from her robe, and after gasping for a few times, she aimed it at her own mouth.

"Clear water like a spring /Aguamenti/!"

The spray of water relieved the bitterness in her mouth and completely soaked the bed under her body. Miriam quickly hid aside, "Remember to restore the dormitory, Faith..."

"Gululu...um..." Faise waved her hand, signaling that she understood.

When she returned to the box after tossing and turning, she didn't know whether it was because the exercise just now was too intense, or the medicine had taken effect. Feys felt warm all over her body, as if she had endless strength.

She caught a glimpse of the bag of donuts that Tasilas stuffed for herself on the table—the booty that the other party swept up after rushing to the Halloween dinner, and her stomach, which had only drank porridge all night, let out an honest growl.

Faith sat up from the bed, clenched and relaxed the hand holding the quilt. The advantage of having magic is that she can let the hot donut float into her hand without getting out of bed, and she doesn't have to worry about brushing her teeth for the second time. question.

But, she promised Hermione not to eat snacks today.

After the donuts were heated, the scent of icing sugar penetrated into Faise's nose, and the bread at the right temperature was soft to the touch. She could already imagine the sense of happiness after eating it, and the smell in her mouth couldn't be washed away. The disgusting smell seemed to be suppressed.

Hmm... Well, this can't be considered a snack, and it's almost not 'today' now.

"Ahh... delicious!"

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The author's words:

Sorry for being late QAQ

The air conditioner in the dormitory is broken and it is too cold, so I can only code with gloves on, and the speed is halved...

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"Face... who do you think will be the heir to the Slytherin Chamber?"

After the history of magic class, only the two of them were interested in going to the library today, and Hermione was still thinking about the legend that Professor Binns was reluctant to reveal under her questioning.

"I don't know, Malfoy?" Faise had just made up a lesson, and even the rumor of the Chamber of Secrets was only heard in a half-dream and half-awake state, and she was about to copy the other party's notes.

"I think so too!" Hermione propped her head on one hand and thumped the notebook with the other, "I can't think of anyone who would be so hostile to Muggle-born wizards... He got some news out of his mouth."

Faith turned over a page of the note, gently raised Hermione's hand and pressed it down, so that she could copy it by herself, "Professor Binns said that the founder of Slytherin built the Chamber of Secrets for the purpose of purifying Hogwarts. Ci?"

"Get rid of those who he doesn't think are worthy of learning magic." Hermione added, and she even copied this paragraph in her notes and circled it in red pen.

"You are the one with the best grades in our grade." Faith couldn't help laughing, "Then it's over, the whole grade has to be swept home, and the heir to the Chamber of Secrets can't even compare to Muggle wizards."

"What they care about is the damn bloodline, not the individual's ability at all..." Hermione looked angry, and she didn't even bother with such thoughts.

"Compared to when I will be wiped out by the monster sent by the legendary heir, I am still more worried about whether I can finish copying so many notes before the start of Quidditch training."

Faith sighed, and scratched her blond hair irritably, "I don't think you need to memorize such digressions in class, since I won't take the exam anyway."

"Why are you going to training again today... Doesn't the Quidditch captain of your academy think he takes up too much of your time?" Hermione said half jokingly and half complaining.

Faith stopped copying, brushed the tip of the quill pen across her face, and then said in a low voice, "He said that this time I don't have to stay in the Hufflepuff viewing platform, which is considered to be a piece of money. The kangbing is in front of me."

"You won't be allowed in the Hufflepuff auditorium? Then where do you stay? Sit with me..." Hermione finally realized the meaning hidden in the other's words, and she raised her voice a little excitedly, "You can play now ?”

Mrs. Pince, who was guarding the library, raised her head and cast her sharp eyes on the prisoner who dared to make a noise in the library. The two quickly lowered their heads and pretended that they were studying seriously.

When this round of scanning was over, Hermione impatiently rubbed her elbow to Faise's side, "Why didn't you tell me before? I remember that Hufflepuff's first match was..."

"Against Gryffindor."