Hogwarts: The Book of Laws

"Ah~ I'm about to die." Beaver said in a loud voice.

"Why are you about to die?" Rean sat at the dining table and poured himself a glass of lemonade.

The sour and sweet taste refreshed Li En who had just woken up from his sleep, and he suddenly woke up.

"What a boring day. Why did that bastard Filch seal the corridor so completely? I'm so bored." Beaver said, rubbing his cheek.

"What does this have to do with you dying?"

After Lien finished speaking, he took a sip of lemonade, frowned, and swallowed it.

"In the boring afternoon, we had nothing to do. Even if we were reading, we always had to bite something in our mouths. Then we thought of those jerky breads distributed at school at noon."

Having said this, Beaver got up from the table, looked at Lien and said, "But to be honest, the more you chew the jerky, the more flavorful it becomes. The more flavorful it is, the more you want to chew it. You can't stop at all."

"Then our cheeks are so sore and we haven't eaten much dried meat yet. This may be our ration for this school year."

Lien turned his head and looked at the little wizards, each one rubbing his little face.

"Haha, I agree, this jerky is really good." Kes said vaguely with a stick of jerky in his mouth.

He sat down next to Beaver, took off the dried meat in his mouth and continued: "I chewed it all afternoon and finally ate one. This is the second one. Merlin, why did you let me I came across something so delicious.”

"Wait a minute." Beaver looked a little unbelievable, "You said you already ate one in the afternoon and this is the second one? You didn't lie to me?"

Beaver's eyes widened, he put his hands on the table and leaned a little towards Chris.

"Yeah, I lied to you and I didn't get a Gallona." Kes said matter-of-factly.

"But doesn't your tooth hurt?"

Beaver asked as he rubbed his face. Hearing Kes say that this was his second tooth, Beaver felt that his tooth hurt even more.

"It hurts, but it doesn't matter. I went to Madam Pomfrey and asked for a potion and it was cured."

"Wait a minute, the medicine is so effective. Did Professor Snape make it?"

Beaver swallowed, feeling that his outlook on life had been overturned.

"Yes, although it tastes a bit unpleasant, isn't it worth it to eat such delicious food earlier? And after drinking the potion and experiencing the bad taste, eating this dried meat will feel better .”

Kes stuffed the dried meat into his mouth again, then took out three potions from his pocket and placed them on the table, and said, "How about you try it too? I got more from Madam Pomfrey. A few bottles of potions.”

"Ah, forget it, I don't dare to experience this bad taste. I'd rather have a toothache."

"Okay, okay." Kes looked a little disappointed. He really wanted his friend to try this wonderful feeling.

"By the way, Lean, have you tasted it?" Kes asked Lean again.

It was obvious that Kes wanted to find a like-minded friend in this regard.

"Sorry, I had a day of classes and I haven't had time yet." Rean shook his hand. The dried beef could almost be used as a dagger. His teeth had already fallen out once. If he eats his teeth, they will collapse. , I can only drink potion.

"I'm so envious that I can attend class for one day." Beaver said, covering his mouth.

"Bee... Beaver, who are you? You are definitely not Beaver. There is no way Beaver is going to class so actively."

Now it was X's turn to be surprised.

"Not that bastard Filch, but Merlin, I think his mind is a mess. Mr. March made it very clear that day not to go to remote places, but why did he seal off all other places. "

"Ever since his cat was petrified, he has become so neurotic and crazy. I think Professor Dumbledore should expel him. His existence has seriously affected the teaching of Hogwarts."

"And it's not just me, everyone thinks so. The ghosts and portraits also think so. And I also heard that the ghosts are planning to join forces with Peeves to make a big move this time."

Bifur said the last words in a low voice.

"What big move?" Kes asked casually.

"I don't know, but it should be big."

"Is it as bad as the time when you two set off explosive bombs?" Lean came over and asked in a mean tone.

Kes pretended to hit Lean, but Beaver looked serious.

"Maybe it will be bigger than that time."

"Hiss~"

Kes took a deep breath, showed a bitter smile, and said, "I think it's better to listen to my family and take a semester off."

"Don't be afraid, my friend, victory is ahead. I guess the ghosts will contact the little wizards soon, especially Gryffindor."

Beaver patted X on the shoulder and said with a smile.

The three of them were talking and laughing, and food suddenly appeared on the golden plate in front of them. It was dinner time.

"I feel really uncomfortable, I'm so hungry, and my brain tells me that the food in front of me is extremely delicious. But the problem is, my teeth hurt."

Beaver said weakly.

Today's dinner is a piece of tender and delicious steak, drizzled with black pepper sauce, which makes it even more attractive under the candlelight.

Ryan and Kes continued to fork steaks onto their plates, and the food was very delicious, but Biff looked on with bitterness.

In fact, most of the little wizards could only cover their faces and watch the people around them feasting.

"How about you try it?"

Kes couldn't stand being looked at by Beaver, so he took out the three bottles of potion, looked at Beaver and asked.

"Hell, give me a bottle, Kex, I can't help it."

A young wizard next to him shouted, then took a bottle of potion from Kes's hand and left.

The other little wizards also had some thoughts, but soon, this idea disappeared in an instant.

The little wizard who took the potion drank it as soon as he got the potion and was lying on the dining table rolling his eyes.

Five minutes later, the little wizard, who kept twitching and rolling his eyes, resurrected on the spot.

"Haha, it really doesn't hurt at all. This medicine really works."

As he spoke, he forked a piece of steak onto his dinner plate.

But it was obvious that he single-handedly dissuaded the other young wizards from taking the potion.

Beaver also smiled and refused. He didn't want to twitch, roll his eyes, and foam at the mouth in front of Juana, which was like an epileptic seizure.

The little wizards were even more resentful. They hated the murderer and Mr. March who suggested it, but they hated Filch even more.

The reason is simple. Neither the murderer nor Mr. March can be defeated.