Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 5 Too Famous Is Trouble

The first class in the morning is herbal medicine.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in a good mood, squeezing the pus out of Babble Tuber as directed by Professor Sprout.

This plant is disgusting, they look like pimples, squeeze like pimples, and are used for pimples.

Ron poses in the shape of a dog's mouth with gloves on, pretending to reenact the scene where the three-headed dog bites Malfoy (replacing it with a disgusting piece of balbo tuber).

"Professor Peddie is so cool," Ron said with a look of reverence, "Harry, I heard you know him very well, can you ask him for an autographed photo for me?"

"No problem," Harry replied briskly, "Peter and my parents are good friends, and I can ask him to give you an extra signed chocolate frog card."

"But don't you think Professor Pedillo would offend people by doing this?" said Hermione. "That new Head of Slytherin looks terrible."

"Cut!" Ron said disdainfully, "He just looks scary, Professor Peddie is a hero who saved the world!"

The second class in the morning was Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures class.

What Harry, Ron, and Hermione saw in this lesson quickly proved Hermione's worries were completely unfounded.

Unlike usual, Malfoy didn't bother to trouble Hagrid this time.

He huddled in a corner with a group of Slytherins, babbling viciously.

"I'm going to tell my dad!"

"That damned Snape, he scolded me for half an hour and put me in solitary confinement!

"He's just a dirty bastard with a Muggle surname and only seven fingers."

Said Malfoy with a vicious mimetic gesture.

"Did you see that face on him?" Malfoy said sarcastically. "He probably boiled himself in the cauldron."

The Slytherins all chuckled.

Hermione frowned disapprovingly as she fed the snails.

"I don't know which gutter Dumbledore fished him out of. God, it's so shameful. I can't believe that there are such people in our noble Slytherin."

"I'm going to have my dad check him out and see if he's really a Slytherin."

"And my father won't make it easy for Dumbledore. The teaching level of Hogwarts is going from bad to worse. Even the disabled can be the dean. This is the school he manages!"

Malfoy's last few words were a little loud, and Hagrid came up to him and told him to stop making noise.

When Hagrid turned around, Malfoy snorted and slammed a handful of frog livers into the whelk pile.

"boom!"

The snail's tail exploded, leaving Malfoy with a bruise all over his face.

"It deserves it," Ron whispered to Harry and Hermione.

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In the afternoon, Harry and Ron went to Trelawney's divination class, and they would like to make a few ominous prophecies again.

Hermione went to the library alone to study the rights of elves.

But today the library is noisy for some reason.

A few students peered into the reading room, whispering something, hesitating.

There are also a few students who are restless and pretend to read, stretching their necks and looking into a corner every once in a while, as if they are trying to make up their minds.

In that corner, a circle of people were buzzing and talking, and a few students beside them were walking around holding parchment.

Hermione had been preoccupied with making "SPEW" (Society for the Advancement of House-Elf Rights) badges.

These people kept making noise in the library, and she was very annoyed when they came and went.

She finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up with a bang, picked up her arrogant airs and walked towards that corner.

She squeezed past the students holding the parchment, pushed aside the inner crowd, and angrily said to the source of all evil sitting in the innermost place:

"Can you please keep your voice down? This is the book—"

Hermione stopped, recognizing Professor Peddie's gentle round face.

"This classmate, look... I'm really sorry," Peter said with a smile, "I've said it all, everyone crowding here will affect other students' studies. Let's sign so many today, okay?"

As he spoke he signed a portrait of himself "Peter Peddyloo" in rich cursive script.

In this painting, he is pointing his wand at Voldemort's head, and Voldemort looks terrified.

To be honest this scene never actually happened, that's not how he killed Voldemort.

After signing the painting, Peter gathered the things on the table and handed them back to the students one by one.

The other students waiting for their signatures sighed in disappointment.

There was a girl holding a pile of things waiting to be signed, and now she was so wronged that she was about to cry.

She came to line up early, but Peter has been ignoring her intentionally or unintentionally.

She never realized that she had accidentally carried a copy of "Peter Pedillo: Crimes and Lies Under the Legend".

Peter tucked a thick old notebook into his robe, withdrew from the corner, and walked out of the library.

Hermione followed hesitantly.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt your study." Seeing Hermione following, Peter apologized softly to Hermione again.

"It's okay...Professor Peddie...I shouldn't have talked to you like that..." Hermione blushed.

"Student, what's your name?" Peter asked with a smile.

The students who signed were excitedly flipping through their trophies, while those who didn't signed looked at Hermione from a distance with envy.

"Granger, Hermione Granger."

"Oh!" Peter suddenly realized, "I know you, you are Harry's good friend, right? He mentioned you when he wrote!"

Hermione blushed even more and nodded flattered.

"I've heard Harry say that you are the best student in the whole year," Peter said approvingly, "Study hard in the library on the first day of school, five points from Gryffindor."

Received such praise, Hermione was happy but also a little guilty, she actually came to make the SPEW badge.

"I wanted to look up some materials to prepare lessons, but I didn't expect that the students who wanted to sign were so enthusiastic," Peter said apologetically, "I would have gone back to the office if I had known."

"You see I disrupted your study plan, how about I take you to my office to see the research I'm doing?"

"Good... good!"

Hermione was overjoyed. Professor Peddie's magic to instantly turn a chair into a three-headed dog this morning was so ingenious, and she wanted to know the mystery.

Peter smiled and nodded at Hermione, leading her out of the library and towards his office.

Hermione's SPEW badge had been left on the table.

Mrs. Pince, the librarian, would spot these badges and wonder who would want to pin "vomit*" to her robes.

　*Note: In English, spew means "vomit" and "spray".

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