[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

The train rumbled forward, taking them to the empty countryside. It was a strange and unpredictable day. Sometimes the carriage was filled with sunshine, and sometimes the sky was gloomy and covered with dark clouds.

Everyone sat in silence in the carriage. Except for Luna, who was covering her face with the upside-down magazine, everyone else was looking for something to talk about. Tom actually wanted to talk to Harry. Talking about summer vacation, but obviously this is not a good time.

In the end, Neville found a safe topic: "Guess what gift I got for my birthday?"

"Another memory ball?" Harry said, remembering the marble-like thing that Neville's grandmother had brought him in order to improve Neville's terrible memory.

"No," Neville said, "I have one and it's enough, but I've lost the old one for a long time..." He coughed awkwardly and took out a pot of lumpy plants from his schoolbag, which looked like It was a gray cactus ball mutated by radiation, "Look at this... Mibu Mibao!"

The thing was beating slightly, looking like a diseased internal organ, making people instinctively feel uncomfortable.

Harry racked his brains to cheer him up: "It - um - can it be used for anything?"

"It has many uses!" Neville said proudly, "It has an amazing self-defense mechanism. Look, hold the Leif for me..." He threw the toad on Harry's lap and took out one from his bag. Quill pen, and then stabbed the plant hard with the tip of the pen.

Tom, who found out what the Meebles were in the memory bank, was the first to jump up: "Wait--" He jumped up when Neville took out the quill, but obviously he still couldn't stop him. So his second reaction was to shout out the magic spell: "Invulnerable to water and fire!"

The good news is that his spell was cast in time - with Neville's hard poke, streams of sticky, smelly dark green juice spurted out powerfully from every boil on the plant, and if it hadn't been for Tom If the spell was cast in time, he would definitely be covered in green in the small space of the carriage.

The bad news is that his spell is as out of control as ever - the gray-white airflow hood rapidly expands around him. While pushing away the dirty juice that is sprayed, it also unquestionably and domineeringly pushes away the dirty juice. The classmates around him all pushed away together - if it were not blocked by the four walls of the carriage, they would have been pushed all the way outside - but now it is no better.

Forced against the wall by Tom's spell, Harry was forced to be in close contact with the wall and plant juices while spitting out the smelly juices and trying to call him: "Tom! Stop!"

"I'm sorry!" Tom hurriedly fished the cover in mid-air a few times, but failed to get the cover back, so he had to bite the bullet and shout: "Stop the curse!"

This time, several students were thrown back into their seats due to the sudden release. Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they felt the Hogwarts Express vibrate, especially in the carriage they were in. They could hear it. A very ominous, aging metal creaking sound.

So Harry didn't even have time to wipe his face before he shouted in shock: "What happened?!"

Feeling guilty and nervous, Tom opened the window and tried to see if the carriage had been derailed due to the effect of the spell or something.

Before he could see clearly, the carriage door was opened, and a very beautiful girl with long, shiny black hair was standing at the door of the carriage looking at them uneasily - it was Qiu Zhang, Ravenclaw Kui The Seeker of the Dizzy team.

"Uh...excuse me?" Qiu loosened her hand on the door frame to avoid the plant juices dripping down. "I just wanted to ask...um..." she said hesitantly, " Is everything normal in your carriage?" She quickly realized that a carriage with green stinky juice smeared on the walls and most of the passengers was obviously not normal.

"I'm sorry, what I mean is... our wizard chess suddenly stopped moving, just like a Muggle thing. Do you have this problem?"

"We..." Harry said slowly, thinking desperately that he was now covered in dirty green juice and holding a leprosy toad in his hand, "Maybe we haven't had time to notice yet?"

"Oh, okay," Qiu said politely, "Thank you, I'll ask elsewhere..."

She closed the door carefully and left. Harry slumped down on his seat and sighed. Ginny made a very slight sound, lowered her head and tried to use magic to clean the dirt off her body.

"It's okay, Harry," she comforted Harry in a somewhat deliberately cheery tone. "Look, we can clean it up without any effort. That's it," she said the magic spell, "clean it up." new!"

Her wand vibrated with effort, but nothing happened.

Tom coughed dryly and said awkwardly: "How about I do it-"

The others made a quick decision and stopped him in unison: "No! You sit down!"

"Uh...actually..." Tom tried to be more honest, but the others begged him again in unison: "Stop talking, Tom."

He could only sit awkwardly and watch as Ginny tried again in vain.

"I'll do it," Harry volunteered, "Maybe the wand is a little slippery..." He also found a step for Ginny to get off, "Clean it up!"

There was finally a small whirlwind in the carriage, but it was weak and not even strong enough to lift up the sticky liquid.

"I'm sorry." Neville whispered, "I've never tried it before... I didn't expect it to be like this."

"Uh..." Tom seized the opportunity to confess, "I'm sorry, maybe it's because of my curse-"

Harry took a deep breath and rolled his eyes patiently.

Ginny sneered.

Neville opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Even Luna gave Tom a strange look and said clearly: "Shut up, I guess you don't want to pay such a large sum of money?" She stamped her foot and signaled Tom to pay attention to the getting slower and louder. Come to a bigger carriage.

"...Since the Dark Lord is willing to temporarily act as a kind teacher, I guess he is willing to pay the money." Tom cleared his throat and said seriously.

"Very good." Ginny raised her eyebrows and immediately added, "I think it's time for the Hogwarts Express to be renovated." As she said this, she took out handkerchiefs from the suitcase and distributed them. Everyone, at least you have wiped your face clean.

Several children looked at each other, excited that they could actually defeat the Dark Lord, and sat down obediently in the carriage that slowly came to a halt.