Hogwarts: The Book of Magic

Chapter 97 Miserable Mr. Potter

"What's wrong with Mr. Savior?" Lean suddenly thought of the two assignments he saw in Snape's office last night.

It turns out that Lean's guess is still right, that is Ron and Harry's homework.

"I really don't understand why there are people who can't even do such a simple potion class homework. They only need to go to the library to look up a few books in peace and stability, and then they can write a beautiful homework."

Hermione turned another page. The deeds of Weasley and Potter have now made it difficult for her to have emotional fluctuations, even if it is deducted points.

Not because of anything else, but this kind of thing is too much, already numb to it.

"What happened to their homework?" Lean didn't look up either.

"I heard that their brains have become the same again, and Professor McGonagall seems to have warned Potter that if this happens again, he will be revoked as a Gryffindor Quidditch player."

"So we won't be able to see Mr. Potter's demeanor after two days of competition?" Lean asked gloatingly.

Hermione turned another page, turned her head to look at Lean and said, "We are here to study. Although this is a magic school, it is still a school in the final analysis. Since we are students, our task is to study."

Hermione kept preaching, seeming to vent her dissatisfaction with Potter and Weasley.

But it's not the little girl's fault, but in the eyes of a top student like Hermione, isn't such a trivial thing as homework easy to grasp?
Especially the kind of homework that only needs to flip through the book to find the answer.

It was raining lightly outside, the weather was gloomy, and there were still little wizards up and down on the Quidditch field in the distance.

Mr. Potter had a bad day today, because Professor McGonagall called him over to talk.

He sat on the broom, watching the players below training hard, a little absent-minded.

"Harry, what are you thinking? I have seen the Snitch slip away from you several times, this is not like your usual level." Seeing Harry's frequent defeats, Wood couldn't help but stepped forward to ask.

"Sorry, Wood, I think I may not be able to play Quidditch with you again." Harry hesitated for a long time, and finally felt the truth.

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"What? You said you were going to be suspended by Professor McGonagall?" Fred cried out in surprise.

"Is it because of homework?" George also said in surprise.

"Isn't that kind of thing you can do by going to the library and flipping through books?" Fred and George looked at each other and said in unison.

Harry was a little embarrassed. In fact, he and Ron had discussed and done these homework together.

"But you still have to practice well first. I heard that the referee for this game is Snape." Wood pursed his lips and threw out a shocking news.

"What!" George exclaimed, he lost his balance for a while, and fell down.

"George!" Wood screamed.

Harry's matter has not been resolved, and George fell down again, and Wood only felt that he was really miserable.

Fortunately, George was not injured, just gnawed two mouthfuls of dirt.

The rest of the players flew off and landed on the ground.

They were also afraid that Wood would throw out any shocking news, in case they were also frightened and fell down.

"Snape knows how to play Quidditch, I don't think he even knows the rules of Quidditch." George said, "I can guarantee that he will randomly deduct points from Gryffindor."

"Then you should abide by the rules, don't dangle in the sky, and make less small movements."

Before anyone else could speak, Wood immediately picked it up.

"And you, Fred, what I said to George applies to you as well."

"My God, I'm the one who follows the rules the most." Fred spread his hands, looking a little innocent.

"That's best." Wood nodded, then turned to look at Harry.

"Harry, don't worry, I will discuss this matter with Professor McGonagall. Before that, let's practice the ball first." Wood patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Okay, guys, let's move and rehearse the tactics just now."

To appease everyone's emotions, Wood clapped his hands and said loudly.

The clouds were thick and rainy, and the players once again rode on their brooms and flew into the sky.

Lean and Hermione had just come out of the library at this time.

"You shouldn't be so hasty with your homework, it's a way to test whether we've really mastered what we've learned in class," Hermione kept complaining.

The reason is that Ryan scribbled his homework in the library.

"I think you should at least finish everything in your hand seriously, instead of sloppy when you see that it's not important." Hermione continued.

"Okay, I see." Rin shrugged, he thought Hermione's second sentence was right.

Seeing that Lean seemed to have known it, Hermione stopped entangled in this matter.

Once is a reminder, twice is caring, talking too much is annoying.

"Wait, that's... Neville!"

As soon as they reached the stairs, Hermione saw Neville jumping up from downstairs.

"Um, it's you, Hermione." Neville said with some frustration, and then he noticed Lean beside Hermione.

The Slytherin crest on Rian made Neville a little intimidated.

"You... how are you, Zell," Neville whispered, too small to be heard.

Hermione noticed that Neville's legs were close together, and Neville's previous behavior of jumping up the stairs made the little girl couldn't help but ask, "What's going on with you?"

"Uh." Neville hesitated a little, he took a peek at Rin, and said with some lack of confidence, "It's Malfoy, he said he wanted to find someone to practice spells."

Hermione broke the spell for Neville while Neville was speaking.

"Thank you, Hermione." Neville said sincerely.

"Go tell Professor McGonagall that Malfoy's behavior is too bad!" Hermione was a little angry, her eyebrows were raised.

Neville didn't listen to what Hermione said. He turned around and said as he walked slowly up, "Forget it, Hermione, Gryffindor has had enough trouble, and I don't want to cause any more trouble." gone."

Hermione opened her mouth, but no words came out.

After Neville disappeared on the stairs, Hermione turned around and said to Rin, "This is really unreasonable, these pure-blooded pies are really disgusting."

"It's very simple. In the magic world, this is the only situation you have if you don't have the strength." Lian said with a smile, "But it's not that Mr. Longbottom lacks strength, but lacks confidence."

(End of this chapter)