The Days of Sneaking at Hogwarts

Under the influence of Hermione's diligent study, Arnold and Harry consciously read books, but one is a comic book and the other is a novel.

Nuo En, who had just returned home after dealing with things, saw such a scene, "Yo, I actually read a book." After walking to A Nuo's side to see the book A Nuo was reading, "I said, why read a book?" What about aunt and uncle?"

"Upstairs." Arnold looked up at Norn.Nuo En was about to go upstairs, turned around and walked back to A Nuo, and threw a few books to her, "The ones are for you, and the rest are for your classmates. Upstairs."

"Happy, happy, summer, vacation?!" Arnold looked at the few books Nuo En threw to him with disgust, "Isn't it, come again? Every year, you are really caring, thank you brother."

"You're welcome." Norn went upstairs after giving it.

"Come on, Hermione, Harry, we share the blessings and the hardships. For you, Hermione, it should be a blessing." Arnold gave Hermione and Harry each a copy of their summer homework.

Since Arnold entered Hogwarts, Norn would prepare summer homework for Arnold every winter and summer vacation, probably because Norn had stayed in China before, so he learned the holiday homework given to students in China , printed the words "Happy Summer Vacation" on Arnold's summer homework.

Harry took the summer homework that Arnold handed over, frowned and looked at it, "What is this, can homework still be happy?" Hermione's eyes lit up, "My God, what is this, it's amazing Already!"

Arnold patted Harry, "The homework is not fun, but after finishing this, you will have absolutely no problem with the final exam of the third year." Arnold took out two more books, "This one is for Ron, and this one is for Ron. Draco, hiss, he has so much homework, so it will be too much, oh, anyway, he has so much homework, there are not many more books, let me see, there is also Heather, Yvette Yes, Jasmine’s, send them one by one later, hehe.”

Harry glanced at the homework, and closed the book again, "I can't even read this homework." Harry glanced at Hermione who was working hard, sighed, and looked at Ah Nuo, "A Nuo, what exactly is your brother thinking?" A Nuo shook his head, "Who knows, it's probably because I'm afraid I won't pass the final exam. The professors' exam questions are the same every year, so he can do it every time." I guessed the original question, but this is good, I can feel better during the exam. Do it well, you can’t finish it, this homework will always haunt you.”

The last few words, Arnold leaned close to Harry's ear, and said in a tone unique to telling ghost stories, Harry couldn't help but get goosebumps, "What do you mean keep pestering me?"

"Once you take over this homework, it will recognize you. If you can't finish it or don't do it, it will always appear by your side, and you can't get rid of it no matter how you do it. It's annoying. Be good. Do it, my brother has always regarded it as a gift, and it is his most precious intellectual property." Arnold looked at the summer homework in his hand.

"No, it has to be finished? Then what will happen if I tear it up?" Harry said so on his mouth, and he did the same thing on his hands. As soon as he tore a small slit, Harry was stunned by electric shock .Seeing Harry's anxious appearance, Arnold sighed, "This is its self-protection device. Being electrocuted is a result. In addition, you may suffer from eleven other kinds. At present, I have not yet Dare to try it lightly, I was burned out of nowhere at the time, I don’t know anything else, or, you can try it.”

As soon as Arnold finished speaking, he saw Harry fainted by a burst of smoke, "Oh, the third type, smoke." After a while, Harry woke up, and the next second, the homework became like It was like a monster book, biting Harry, "The fourth type, biting people, fortunately I didn't meet." Harry shook his hand that was bitten sorely, and the next second, Harry was petrified, "The fifth type , Petrochemical."

"what!"

"The sixth type, clear water is like a spring, yes."

"what!"

"The seventh type, the inflatable spell, obediently, oh, the ceiling."

"what!"

"The eighth type, temporary blindness, my God."

"what!"

"Ninth type, crazy dancing, puff hahaha."

"what!"

"The tenth type, the front teeth grow wildly, tsk tsk tsk."

"what!"

"No. 11 species, imprison quickly."

"I'm tired."

"You continue to tear when you're tired? No.12, itchy powder."

Ah, great savior, brave Gryffindor.