The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

"Erwin Frost! How could you... how dare you..."

Professor McGonagall felt her blood rushing to her temples, and she looked at the two innocent-looking boys with angry eyes behind the glasses.After learning everything that happened in Potions class, she immediately called them over. Because she was so surprised and excited that she was even a little incoherent, it took several seconds to organize her words.

"Hogwarts has been established for more than a thousand years, and nothing like this has ever happened." Professor McGonagall whispered with great restraint: "The two students dared to openly disobey the teacher, you must report to Snape The professor apologizes..."

"I think," Irwin exclaimed in a spirited voice, "the true expression of Gryffindor courage is to stand up to any injustice or injustice."?

Neville wanted to nod subconsciously, but stopped abruptly when he saw Professor McGonagall's stern expression.

Professor McGonagall's complexion turned dark when it directly involved the spirit of the academy, "What? Do you think Professor Snape is evil? You have to fight your teacher?"

"At least for Neville, this is true. Professor Snape brought him indelible mental trauma during these four weeks, and this trauma is likely to accompany him for the rest of his life." Erwin spoke sternly, "Professor, I think you know better than us how hostile Snape is to Gryffindor students. I saved Neville, and I think you should give me extra points."

Neville was a little shy, and Irwin seemed a little exaggerated, but he did feel that Irwin was saving him from Professor Snape's grasp, provided he didn't think about what to do with his Potions grades.

Professor McGonagall seemed to be choking on something, she took a deep breath, "I don't want to argue with you, come with me, it seems that this matter can only be handled by the headmaster."

She led them to the top of the castle main building, where there was a huge gargoyle statue. Professor McGonagall waved his wand, and the statue moved away in a very natural gesture, as if he were a living thing, revealing the spiral shape behind him. ladder.

After climbing the stairs, Neville screamed, and they were sent directly to the headmaster's office. Professor Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for them, and beside him was Professor Snape, who always had a gloomy face.

"Aha, it's these two little guys." whispering from the side, Erwin looked over and saw some busts hanging on the wall. From the nameplates, it was known that they were the previous headmasters of Hogwarts.It seems that their intelligence is far higher than other portraits of Hogwarts.

"I've heard from Snape about the specific situation, McGonagall." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Erwin, I have to say that you have surprised us more than all the other students this month. "

"You already know?" Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, "Irwin, Neville, apologize to Professor Snape..."

"I don't need their apology." Snape said coldly.

"What?" Professor McGonagall was a little displeased, "But you really don't plan to teach them?"

Although she is well-mannered, she is not without temper.

"This is the request of Frost and Longbottom. As a responsible teacher, I should respect the wishes of the students."

He emphasized his tone when he said "responsible".

"Then you two," Dumbledore looked at the two students, "are you still sticking to your decision?"

"Of course." Erwin didn't hesitate.

Neville, who met the headmaster for the first time, was a little timid, but still gritted his teeth and nodded.

I am Gryffindor, brave Gryffindor.He kept saying to himself in his heart.

"It can't be helped." Dumbledore sighed, "Since both parties agree, that's the only way to go."

Professor McGonagall was dumbfounded, the development of the situation was completely different from what she thought, "But this is against the rules..."

"This is exactly the most in line with the rules." Dumbledore interrupted her, "Professor Snape is in charge of teaching potions, and we should not dictate what is right and wrong."

Mag didn't speak, but his face was still full of displeasure.

When leaving the principal's office, Neville secretly glanced at Snape's face, and couldn't help shivering again.

They returned to the Gryffindor common room to find it packed, with most of the students applauding when they saw them.

Obviously, Gryffindors, no matter what grade they were in, had suffered from Snape for a long time.

"It is impossible for you to study Potions alone without the guidance of a teacher." Hermione has never been afraid of being the one who spoils the fun, "What's more, the normal final exam is only six potions, but Snape wants to test you ten Two, he must want to see your jokes, and even wants to let you drop out of school..."

"Don't listen to her," said Fred, one of the twins. "There's no way you can't pass, and all the seniors here are willing to lend you your first-year potions notes and tell you how to configure those damn things." potion. Snape will never find fault with him when it comes time for the exam."

"We got some cake and pumpkin juice from the kitchen," said George. "Now, let the party begin!"

There was cheering, and Hermione's lonely figure looked very lonely in the crowd.

It was as if a balloon had inflated in Neville's chest. As long as he followed Erwin, he would receive attention he had never received before. He smiled and told others about his heroic deeds in Potions class. He hadn't been pierced when he got into bed ready to sleep.

"Erwin, why are you helping me?" Neville, who couldn't sleep, asked suddenly.

"Because we're friends." Erwin's clear voice came from the curtain on the opposite bed, "I think you, Neville, will definitely lend a helping hand when I need help, right?"

Friend, Neville repeated the word in his mind, then nodded vigorously.

The next day, when they were having breakfast in the auditorium, Erwin and Neville naturally became the focus of Slytherin's attention. They called Professor Erwin eccentrically, saying that Neville was his poor little follower.

Neville didn't mind much. Compared with other vicious words, being called a servant didn't seem to be a big deal.

And Erwin turned a deaf ear to all kinds of cynicism, but on the third day, he walked around the Slytherin table and shook his head slightly, "What a bunch of crooked people!" Jujube, how did such an academy cultivate a character like the Dark Lord?"

All the Slytherins were silent collectively, and the stunned young man who couldn't see the situation clearly and wanted to get angry was immediately held down by the people around him.How should they refute Erwin?Could it be said that some of them can also compete with the Dark Lord in the future?But if you don't refute it, do you admit that they are crooked?

Once you mention the person who cannot be said, you can only remain silent. This is what their parents warned them since they were young.

Neville admired Erwin more and more.

His life was much better than before, except when everyone else was going to Potions class, he was really restless in the common room.Erwin told Snape that he would be responsible for teaching him how to make potions, but he never mentioned it again, as if he had forgotten that Neville couldn't find him most of the time.

Until two weeks later on Saturday, Erwin woke up Neville early in the morning, "Take your cauldron and follow me," he said, pulling his suitcase.

Neville held the cauldron in a daze and followed him out of the castle, "Where are we going?"

"Professor Snape won't let us use the Potions classroom. We have to find a new place to practice potions." Erwin said as he walked.

Neville looked around, "Are we going to the Forbidden Forest?" He was so scared that he woke up completely.

"That's right, as long as there is enough space over there and it doesn't affect others."

"But aren't we not allowed to go there?" Neville said hastily, "I heard that there are werewolves in the Forbidden Forest..."

"Hogwarts will not allow such dangerous creatures to exist near the school." Erwin said firmly, "In addition, we will only go to the outermost area of ​​the Forbidden Forest, and we will not encounter any danger."

"But this is a violation of school rules, what if someone sees it..."

"Don't worry, I'm ready."

Neville only hesitated for a second, he didn't stop following Erwin, breaking the school rules is breaking the school rules, from now on he won't allow himself to be cowardly.

Leading Neville, Erwin came to a clearing in the forest. He pointed his wand at the ground. Although he waved his arm, the piles of fallen leaves disappeared, revealing the dark ground.

Neville was stunned.

Erwin opened the suitcase, pulled out the locker, took out a bundle of wooden poles, and gave half of them to Neville, "Come with me and insert these around the open space, be careful not to scratch the inscription on it."

Neville did as he did. "What's this for?" Neville asked when he was done.

"Go out and look this way," Erwin said.

The round-faced boy walked out of the open space suspiciously, and when he turned around, he rubbed his eyes in surprise, and found that Erwin and his suitcase had disappeared, and only a bare open space could be seen.

He took two steps forward, and then saw Erwin reappear, who obviously hadn't moved at all.

"Look, now we have a secret base." Erwin showed a child-like smile, which is hard to get the expression on his face.

These inscription rods, which can produce effects similar to the illusion spell, are made by Dipper. The runes, or runes, are engraved on them. After being arranged in a specific order, the effect of one or more spells can be constant.This is relatively advanced knowledge, and Hogwarts students don't have the opportunity to learn until the third grade. Although Erwin is very interested in it, he has limited energy and time after all, so he has to postpone the study of it.

This technique is generally used to make magic items. Rune inscriptions are very fragile, and will lose all their effects if they are slightly damaged, so they are generally placed in the internal structure of magic items.If you split open a broomstick, you can see the anti-gravity and acceleration inscriptions inside.

Erwin has been waiting for these things for the past two weeks. Making these crude inscription rods is almost the upper limit of Dipper's ability. He is really not a brilliant wizard, and the only skills he has are forced from.He has almost been squeezed out of his full value by Erwin.

Professor Stewart tried to study it, but he couldn't understand why the words used by the Nordic peoples for divination had such a magical effect.

"Okay, Neville, it's time for our Potions class." Erwin opened the Potions textbook, "Let me see, Professor Snape should have taught the Basic Fire Protection Potion last week, so you can do it today Don’t worry about raw materials, I bought a lot.”

Saby had to fly to London every day or two, and already had a big problem with Erwin.

"Should I start right away?" Neville was very unsure.

"If you're worried that you won't be able to remember the steps, I suggest recording the contents of the book step by step, and comparing them one by one when making the potion. Oh yes," Erwin threw a ball of things at Neville, "a full set of protection Clothes and dragon leather gloves, you don’t have to worry about hurting yourself if you fail.”

All things considered, Neville knew he couldn't hold back any longer, he took a deep breath, his eyes became focused, and after 15 minutes he stared in disbelief at the rose-red liquid in the cauldron.

It worked, and on the first try, the hazmat suit and dragonhide gloves did nothing.

Tears swirled in Neville's eyes, and gradually turned into tears, and big snot bubbles blew out from the tip of his nose. He was not favored since he was a child, and his relatives even suspected that he had no talent for magic. People look down on him, and everyone thinks he is a silly little tearbag.

But now, for the first time, he's proven himself.

"I told you before, you're a genius," Erwin whispered.

This is the lowest-level potion, and it is impossible to go wrong if you strictly follow the steps.

Neville wiped away tears, "Thank you, Erwin." He said solemnly.

From morning to noon, Neville refined all the potions he had learned before, and it was a success without any mistakes. It was completely different from his previous performance in the potions class, and his mental outlook had a huge change. changes and become more confident.

It is easy to shape a child's character, Erwin nodded secretly, and it is not in vain for him to spend such a lot of thought.

He looked at the sky, "It's almost noon, let's go back to eat." He said to Neville: "By the way, since it's a secret base, don't tell others."

Neville nodded vigorously. Erwin trusted him so much, so naturally he would not let him down.