Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 195 Neville's New Look
"Longbottom, your image is in line with your usual standard..."

After Professor Dumbledore left, Malfoy, who couldn't bear it any longer, first looked up and down at Neville's weird appearance and laughed like a pig, and then he was about to laugh at McGuffin.

"Ha! MacGuffin you..."

"I warn you Malfoy - don't mess with me!"

McGuffin's face was very stiff, and his tone was very 'calm', without any ups and downs.

But it's just that... more chilling.

It caused everyone in front of him, including Harry and Ron, to shudder, and Malfoy choked immediately (he had just suffered a loss on the train not long ago, and he still remembered it), and after murmuring for a long time, he didn't dare to say anything more.

Originally, Malfoy wanted to find a friend to add a meat shield to strengthen his courage, but he found that Goyle and Crabbe had already ate and drank at that table, their mouths were full of ham and barbecue.

All the attention is on it, not paying attention to what's going on.

— Gan Xiba!

McGuffin went to the table, grabbed a large skewer of roasted meat, chewed and swallowed, feeling the full and fragrant gravy splashing in his mouth, and the rich meat aroma filled the taste buds...

Only then did he recover a bit.

The way Neville ate was a little funny.

When he lowered his head, the tongue of the toad Raffle on his head sticks out...Continuously expands and contracts, licking the meat juice in a certain plate.

It was the first time McGuffin had seen a toad eating cooked food.

——and can eat by itself.

Malfoy, who was sitting opposite Neville, looked disgusted, but he dared not speak out when he saw McGuffin.

Harry and Ron were trying their best to get as much food as possible from the mouth of Gower Crabbe.

——They were afraid that all the food they ate would be eaten up by these two meatballs.

But they soon discovered that the plate filled up automatically once it was eaten.

After discovering this, the two of them also started to slow down their pace, and they stopped gobbling so much.

"I said... McGuffin, what did you say to Snape just now, which made him so angry... I saw the expression on his face almost as if he wanted to eat you alive, he seemed to hate Harry even more..."

Ron was trying to defuse the awkward atmosphere that had been between McGuffin and the two of them since then, he said.

The rest of the people pricked up their ears, and they were also very curious.

"Old virgin!"

"what?!"

Ron, Harry obviously couldn't understand how terrible this word was for Snape's magic and physical damage.

—Especially being said so by a little wizard in front of Dumbledore.

After McGuffin overeats (belly is about to explode)... the mood is obviously relaxed.

Although when he and Ron Harry looked at each other, they still remembered the 'scene' just now, and their expressions were a little unnatural.

After that, the few of them estimated that the banquet was over, so they dropped the three of Malfoy (Goyle and Crabbe were still binge eating, making Malfoy very angry), left the office, and came to the Gryffindor Tower.

During the period, McGuffin and the others tried their best to pull out the toad Raffle that was tightly stuck to Neville's head, but unfortunately they failed anyway.

The toad named Laife croaked in pain, and Neville's distressed tears came out, and he repeatedly waved his hands to refuse...

"Don't pull it out, even if I stand against Le Fu...and become the laughing stock of everyone, don't let Le Fu get hurt!"

Seeing Neville's expression of refusal, his eyes were filled with an expression of asking for help.

McGuffin and Harry obviously had no other choice.

——Finally, McGuffin came up with a bad idea: to shave all the hairs of Neville and Toad with a magic wand.

"Shouldn't it be taken down in this way?" McGuffin tried to gesture.

Neville thought about the bald patch on the top of his head... after that look, he shook his head in fright.

"No, no, this will hurt Leffe!" Neville resolutely refused.

"Hey! Your loss!"

Fortunately, McGuffin had another idea,
He borrowed from Ron the blue sleeveless jacket he was currently wearing under his robes, wrapped it around Neville's head, and used his wand to turn it into a religious-style turban similar to that of 'Brother Asan'.

"This is the headscarf worn by wizards in India... that is, the wizard hat there! Neville, you said that your family traveled to the magic world of India during this summer vacation..."

"This way... it's perfect!"

After slightly adjusting the turban with his wand, McGuffin patted Neville's thin shoulder and said with great satisfaction.

Harry's eyeballs almost filled the lenses.

"This is not right! Why is it familiar... Is this really the costume of a wizard from India?"

"McGuffin, you're not lying to Neville, are you?"

Of course, they have nothing better to do.

Amidst Neville's and Harry's suspicions, they took the hood with them back to the eighth floor of Hogwarts, outside the Gryffindor common room.

In front of the fat lady, several people were stopped.

"Password?" asked the Fat Lady.

"Dragon slag?" Harry said hesitantly (this is a password from last semester)
Obviously wrong, the fat lady took the small folding fan and covered half of her face.

It seems that when a few people don't get the correct password, they won't open it.

But savior arrived almost immediately.

The oil painting—with a creak, the entrance to the Gryffindor common room slowly opened.

Hermione came out of the inner corridor.

She had a dissatisfied look on her face.

"I knew all of you would be stuck here!"

"How did you know we'd be back!" Harry asked in complete surprise.

"Percy told me...Professor McGonagall didn't punish us...Thank God! And he told me that you guys should be back soon...I resettled Garon and Sick after that mini house. (The professors brought this thing back to McGuffin and restored it to him. It's a miracle that the heavy rain and fire didn't completely destroy it)"

Hermione babbled at the door, making several people very impatient.

"Tell us the password." Ron said with a yawn, especially tonight was too exciting for him, and he hurriedly wanted to go back to the bed and sleep with his head covered to recover his energy.

"The password is 'honey-eating bird,'"

"And... Neville, what's that thing you're wearing on top of your head?"

Hermione took a closer look, only to notice the weird hood Neville was wearing on his head.

"Neville, what do you want to do with a scarf like Quilinus Quirrell?"

"Huh?" Neville was dumbfounded (⊙o⊙)?

"I'll just say it!" Harry suddenly realized, and only then did he understand where the strange familiarity came from.

After thinking about it for a while, Hermione remembered what Professor Snape had done (she guessed that Raffle the Toad was still on Neville's head).

McGuffin's eyes shifted, dodged, and whistled.

She knew it was this guy's fault again.

After Hermione sighed, she took out her wand and tapped the large blue turban on Neville's head, turning it into a pointed blue wizard hat.

Neville was very grateful, and then gave McGuffin a disgusted look.

"McGuffin, why are you playing tricks on Neville..."

"No, I'm not...there really are!...Indian wizards dress like this...I've seen them in the Leaky Cauldron..." McGuffin defended plausibly.

"By the way, McGuffin...why did you cast the [Curse of Listening with Ear Plugs] on me?"

"And why did Professor McGonagall take me away...what the hell did you say?" Hermione asked sternly.

"I asked Percy who has come back...he hesitated and hawed, as if he was afraid that I would find out some secret, and quickly avoided it!"

"Harry, MacGuffin... is there anything I can't know?"

"Ah? Oh? Huh? McGuffin, what do you say..." Harry retreated steadily and looked at McGuffin.

Gan!
——What do you want me to say.

If McGuffin didn't have the courage to repeat what he said in that office, say it again in front of Hermione.

He looked at Harry and Ron next to him for help, and they both turned their heads quickly, as if they didn't want to get involved in this bad luck at all.

Gan! —This heartless world!
McGuffin stammered and hurriedly changed the subject, "By the way, where is Ginny assigned, is it Gryffindor?"

Ron pricked up his ears.

"It's Gryffindor,...McGuffin, don't try to change the subject...You must tell me what happened today, why thestrals went crazy, why can't you tell me? What exactly did you see?"

The feeling of being the only one who seemed to know, being hidden from everyone - made Hermione very dissatisfied.

"MacGuffin you must..."

Before she could finish speaking, loud shouts came from the common room.

"Harry, Harry!"

"McGuffin, MacGuffin!"

"Ron, Ron!"

As soon as they heard the two leading voices, they knew that George and Fred were leading.

The Gryffindors inside cheered beckoning them inside.

Someone even leaned out and dragged Harry and McGuffin in.

Although Ron was dissatisfied with being ranked last, he crawled through the hole and entered the common room with a smile on his lips.

Hermione followed behind with a depressed and dissatisfied stomach.

"Big black spiders, invisible horses pulling flying carriages, summoning lightning..."

(McGuffin carefully reminded that it is - call the wind and call the rain (Chinese)!)

"Why didn't we meet? Ron Harry, and McGuffin, why didn't you guys bring us together!" The twins said together, their performance was very exaggerated, and they regretted and complained that they could not participate in this adventure.

"No matter what! It's really amazing! A wonderful adventure career, this will be passed down in Hogwarts for many years... Harry, you will become a new legend... This is enough to be published in the [Daily Prophet]!" Li Jordan said very enviously.

Almost all the Gryffindor male students gathered around a few people, listening to them (mainly Ron) tell what happened that night.

His face was flushed, and he looked very 'embarrassed' and told different people over and over again the scene of Dumbledore's god-like, those huge spiders like the tide (of course, he, McGuffin, and other Gryffindor's 'little supporting roles' rescued Slytherin's idiot Malfoy)

Seeing Hermione, McGuffin still didn't give up... He had been looking for an opportunity to ask him about that matter, so he hurriedly hid in front of Ron, avoiding the topic that could not be described again.

But hiding like this all the time is not an option—you must find someone to blame!
Afterwards, after a long time, even some students were so tired that they fell asleep in the armchairs.

But the atmosphere here is still the same noisy and enthusiastic,... The Gryffindor students all regard this as a part of the party after the summer vacation.

Neville had already returned to the dormitory with that ridiculous wizard hat on his head.

And that story Ron told over and over again, dry mouth.

Harry stabbed Ron in the arm several times, and it wasn't until Percy showed up that he agreed to get out of here.

"Everyone go to rest...all go to rest! Don't all gather in the common room...some of you have classes tomorrow!" Percy stood behind some excited freshmen, pouring cold water, as if to squeeze over to scold Harry and the others who caused the commotion.

After a while of flying around, McGuffin and the others also took this opportunity to leave.

But in the end, McGuffin had no choice but to tell her, "Professor Dumbledore can't let him tell anyone else, especially you, Hermione!"

"Can……"

"Nothing but...Professor McGonagall also agrees...Why don't you go and ask with me...Didn't Professor McGonagall want us to join the [Transfiguration Club] this semester?"

"But... okay!" After Hermione saw that McGuffin insisted not to tell her, they finally parted in front of the spiral staircase.

"Good night!" they said goodbye to each other.

With the flow of people, they squeezed back to the door of their dormitory.

It was still the same, with the house number hanging slantly above the oak door—the names of several people were written in small gilt fonts, but the name of the first grade was changed to the second grade.

Walking into the room, several people threw themselves on the four-poster bed decorated with red velvet, took a long breath and groaned in satisfaction.

It stuck to it and didn't want to move at all.

"Ron, you need to pack your suitcases, it's very likely that the inside is soaked in water..." Neville's voice sounded from the side.

(Their boxes have been brought up and stacked in the corner of the circular room)

At this time, they turned their heads and saw Seamo Figani and Dean Thomas competing with the toad Raffle on Neville's head like the previous people.

"I can't believe it..." Figani said.

"Drink! I don't believe it!"

Thomas had a grumpy face, obviously rougher than McGuffin and the others. He held Neville's head like pulling a carrot, and pulled Toad and Neville's hair vigorously.

"It hurts! It hurts!..." Neville screamed again and again.

"Crack! Crack!..." Lai Fu screamed again and again.

"I said... cut off your hair!"

(End of this chapter)