Hogwarts: The Book of Laws

The little wizards watched a lesson with their hands on their heads. Lockhart beat Longbottom violently, yawned, stood up and walked out when the bell bell came.

get out of class is over.

But the little wizards stood at the door and were at a loss.

It was just a class this morning. If it were normal, the little wizards would have gone into the corridor to have fun by now. But now, when I turned around and looked around, I saw that the corridor was blocked by wooden boards.

"Oh, God, that's terrible." Ron sighed, holding his forehead.

"Let's go back to the dormitory." Harry shook his head. Looking at this look, he knew that he wouldn't be able to play today.

Most of the Gryffindor little lions had this intention, and they walked upstairs in a dejected line. Filch sealed most of the corridors, and seemed to seal away their energies as well.

Hermione explained to her roommates to prevent the prefects from asking about her whereabouts but no one knew about her whereabouts and notified the professor, so she took Lien to the library.

Lockhart assigned a homework at the end of the class. Find out Lockhart's four most exquisite operations in the episode performed in today's class, and write a one-foot-long paper.

There seemed to be more than double the number of little wizards in the library today than usual. The little wizards were sitting with their friends. Books were spread out on the table, but few people were looking at them. They all gathered around and whispered.

Mrs. Pince walked around in the library angrily, but unfortunately every time she was about to reach the little wizards, the little wizards knew she was coming as if they had eyes behind their backs, and started to pretend to read the book.

"You'd better not let me catch you." Mrs. Pince angrily walked past several witches who were reading with a feather duster in hand.

But Mrs. Pince changed her smile when she saw Hermione and Ryan.

She had a good impression of the two wizards in front of her. Although they occasionally talked to each other, at least they really came to learn and loved books.

Madam Pince nodded to Hermione and Lean, then went back to her rounds.

Hermione nodded similarly, the little girl did not dare to speak in front of Mrs. Pince.

Sitting in the same position where she had been sitting before, Hermione put the books one by one from her bag onto the table, piling them into a high pile.

Other professors only use one or two books in class. They never use seven or eight books in every class like Defense Against the Dark Arts, because no one knows what Lockhart will perform in this class. .

Hufflepuff and Slytherin were okay, but Ravenclaw and Gryffindor were miserable. They had to carry seven or eight books up and down every class.

Hermione opened the book and carefully read the passage about today's class performance. She quickly found a few small details that met Lockhart's requirements. Then she picked up the parchment and started writing "swish, swish, swish", from time to time. I also found a few books nearby for reference.

Lean didn't even need to read, all the books were in his mind, and he could recall them with just a little thought.

The two of them completed their homework quickly. The one-foot paper is actually very simple. The words are larger, the line spacing is larger, and the left and right spaces are larger. It is both beautiful and requires less writing. It kills two birds with one stone.

After finishing their homework, the two of them sat in the library and read books. It was probably almost lunch time before they walked to the restaurant.

The restaurant was extremely busy today, and most of the corridors were blocked, leaving little wizards no place to play. The dormitory is not suitable for joking, as you will feel bad if you break things; joking in the library is even more forbidden, unless you want to never enter the library in your life; nor is it allowed in the classroom, where the professor is watching.

In the end, after much deliberation, this restaurant was the most suitable.

Rean opened the door and saw Malfoy and Harry confronting each other, with their respective followers waving flags and shouting behind them.

"What's going on?" Rean found Dax and asked.

"The last time they dueled in the club, both of them won and lost. Just now Weasley accused Malfoy of taking action earlier last time, and then Goyle and Crabbe also accused Potter of taking action earlier. Then the two sides got into a quarrel, and the result is now This is it.”

Kes stared at the changes on the field while telling Lean the ins and outs of the incident.

Although the words from both sides were very fierce, no one wanted to fire the first shot.

No one wants to bear the consequences of creating friction.

After about five minutes, the little wizards probably saw that both parties had no intention of taking action, so they returned to their seats in low spirits, waiting for lunch to arrive.

"Ah, it's so boring. Why are all the corridors sealed?" Kes said in a bored tone while lying on the table.

Because the corridors were closed, the classroom occupied by the small group formed by Kers and Beaver was also unable to go.

"By the way, Kes, I don't know the name of your organization yet?" Rean asked curiously.

"Didn't Beaver say that?" Kes looked confused.

"I thought you said that." Beaver's voice sounded from behind.

"Hell, you haven't even said a word to Ryan about such an important thing." Beaver slapped Kes on the shoulder and squeezed it hard.

"I thought you said, huh~ go a little to the left. Your technique is pretty good. You can open a massage parlor when you retire, and you're guaranteed to make galleons."

"Okay, Rean, our organization is called the Mutual Aid Association."

"Well, why don't you feel very domineering?" Lien asked.

"That is to say, I feel the same way. But Beaver said that we need to develop in a low-key manner, so we chose such a name. But now that I think about it, it does fit our situation. Everyone helps each other." Si said.

"Okay, don't worry about this anymore, lunch is here."

Perhaps because the little wizards had nowhere to vent their energy today, the food today was quite chewy.

The snacks after the meal were also an eye-opener for Lean.

Beef jerky dried into purple red, dried fruits, and the most classic French bread sticks.

These snacks are distributed to everyone in bags one by one, appearing directly in front of the corresponding little wizard's dinner plate.

"Is this really edible?" Kes pinched the yellow bread stick curiously.

"Bang!"

Beaver took the bread stick and smashed it on the table, but the bread didn't crack at all, it just fell into pieces.

"Obviously, I don't think so," Beaver said with a smile.

"What the hell, what's the point of the school sending this out?" Brick Carlo sat across from Chris.

"Maybe I think you have bad teeth, and I want you to grind your teeth." Rean said from the side.

On the other side of the Gryffindor table, the Weasley twins were already fighting each other with bread sticks, like knights dueling in the Middle Ages.