Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

After the Christmas vacation, students all returned to school and ushered in a period of peace of mind, and there were no more incidents of anyone being attacked.

But everyone knew very well that the person was still there, but had to be hidden, but this had little impact on the students' daily lives.

Therefore, dragonfly goggles are still required to be worn, activities are held in groups, and the little wizard is now at peace, even no longer traveling at night.

After all, you only have one life, and no one dares to bet that they will not be eaten after seeing the basilisk petrified.

Ivan is also immersed in his daily life. Finding traces of the basilisk is completely left to our savior. He plans to sit back and enjoy his achievements.

A month of peace and quiet gave him a rare peace of mind.

From time to time, I would harass Professor Snape, or go to Hagrid's place to sit for a while. In my free time, I would exercise, walk around, play with the dog, and feel completely relaxed.

But the most unstoppable thing every day is to practice martial arts with the dolls and blacksmith in the Room of Requirement.

"Ah! I must get a machine tool out. This is such a hassle every day! Who is an alchemist like me?"

After finally knocking out a piece of iron, Alvin dropped the hammer in his hand and complained loudly to the air.

There is no way, his alchemy technology tree is a little different from the traditional one, so there is nothing we can do about it.

In this case, he can only use technology to change his life!

He has asked his father to help him buy a forging press and a forging heating furnace. He has also bought milling machines, boring machines, drilling machines, grinding machines, and punching machines.

When he figured out how to use magic to create an all-in-one large alchemy processing table, he would be able to get rid of the fate of wielding a sledgehammer every day.

But such a complicated thing is really not something he can understand in a short while, not to mention that Hogwarts cannot use electronic products, which means that he cannot use CNC machine tools!

He can only wait for him to find a way to replace electrons with alchemical products, and then he can enter the era of magic industry, but that is too difficult~

He thinks that he is not Einstein or a genius like Tesla, and he has not learned the corresponding knowledge, so now he is looking for a way out with Nicolés Flamel's alchemy book.

If he can't do science, then he can use magic. Idealistic magic can always make the wizard's wishes come true.

……

Due to the stable days during this period, everyone is less vigilant and everyone is speculating whether the crisis has passed!

Due to the vigilance of the teachers and students in the school, and the Basilisk being injured by Ivan, even petrification is no longer a problem. The heir should not risk opening the secret room again. Maybe he will hibernate here for fifty years and then make a comeback. .

Since he saw the escaped basilisk last time, Lockhart didn't know which immortal had taken possession of him, and he crazyly thought that he was the one who ended this disaster!

Alvin heard from Harry that Lockhart wanted to boost everyone's low morale and bid farewell to the bad memories of the first half of the year.

Ivan felt something was wrong. He seemed to have forgotten something, but his intuition told him that this bitch definitely didn't hold it in!

February 14th, Valentine’s Day!

Ivan stepped into the auditorium with great shame. Not only him, but all the teachers and students in the school knew what method he was talking about.

The auditorium was greatly decorated by him. The walls were covered with big pink flowers, and many heart-shaped confetti kept falling from the magic ceiling.

As soon as he came in, he saw Harry and Ron with disgusted faces, the little badgers with disgusted faces, and a few little fans like Hermione with silly faces.

Even though Lockhart has lost a lot of fans, there are still a group of stupid students who are still fans of him.

Alvin sat on the seat with a dark face, and next to him were Rove and Cedric, who also had dark faces.

Today is a mix of Chinese and Western breakfast, including bacon sandwiches, blueberry egg tarts, French hot dogs, beef buns, cabbage buns, seaweed egg drop soup and sweet soy milk! Quite a hearty breakfast, right?

But it’s this big breakfast with a layer of damn confetti floating on it!

He's meowing~ How did Lockhart, this idiot, cast a spell on the ceiling?

Even Ivan wouldn't believe it, this guy can cast a spell on the ceiling perfectly.

And he couldn't figure out, if it weren't for him, which professor would have been persuaded by him to cast such a stupid smoking spell on the ceiling!

How the hell are you going to eat this! Isn’t this a waste of food?

I watched the students around me picking up paper scraps from the food while eating. Some were soaked in grease and could not be picked off. Some students who were good at learning the Separation Charm used the Separation Charm to help everyone clean up the food while eating.

This meal was very difficult to eat.

But it was such a difficult meal. Just halfway through the meal, when everyone was almost there, Lockhart, wearing a sexy pink suit, stood up and spoke.

Ivan could clearly see that all the professors around him had serious faces. Professor McGonagall had a bulging muscle on his cheek. Professor McGonagall's already ugly face was as ugly as if he had been forcibly kissed by Harry's father.

Dumbledore no longer looked as cheerful as before, and just stared at the large bowl of soy milk with confetti floating in front of him, and the sugar bowl buried in confetti next to him without moving.

Oh my God, even Professor Sprout, the most amiable Badger Dean, looked sharply at the breakfast ruined by confetti, which showed how bad her mood was.

Of course, Alvin is not much better. The raised veins under his slightly parted bangs reveal his restless heart.

"Ahem~ Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! So far, forty-six students have sent me greeting cards, and I would like to express my gratitude to them! But the surprise doesn't stop there."

After speaking, Lockhart clapped his hands twice, and twelve dwarfs with gloomy faces walked in. They were asked by Lockhart to wear golden wings, hold harps, and dress up like Cupids.

"I have such cute little cupids. They will be wandering around the castle with greeting cards today to deliver Valentine's Day cards to you!" Lockhart proudly showed off his work.

The moment these twelve little things entered the auditorium, Alvin finally couldn't hold himself any longer! The chopsticks in his hand were directly broken by him! This time he knew what was going to happen.

"The fun doesn't end there. I believe my colleagues are willing to actively participate. Why don't you ask Snape how to prepare a love potion? If you are interested, Professor Flitwick is more proficient in the potion than any wizard I have ever seen. Magic spell, the cunning old dog.”

After hearing Lockhart's words, Flitwick, a kind little old man, also broke the chopsticks in his hands, wanting to hide the look in his eyes. (▼ plate▼#)

Snape's eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, as if anyone dared to ask for advice and I would feed you poison. (▼伖▼メ)

Alvin scolded Lockhart in his mind.

This is still in school, these are still children, you are teaching people to play with love potions, this is a real punishment! Too much punishment! Why doesn't Professor Flitwick kill you with one big bite?

And that heir, why don't you let the basilisk turn you to stone?

Ivan swore that if Lockhart was petrified, he would bring people to the principal's office and would not give him the Mandrake antidote. As for his position, Professor Sri Lanka would take his place until the end of the semester.

Alvin does what he says.

Throughout the day, teachers and students spent the entire day tormented by dwarfs breaking into the classroom to deliver greeting cards.

And listening to those bullshit Valentine's Day greetings and the awful music is just driving me crazy.

Sprout, the most amiable witch, was so angry that she crushed a herb.

After another get out of class, Alvin saw Harry being entangled on his way back. He was sitting on the knee of a dwarf with the gloomiest face. His schoolbag was broken and the contents were scattered on the floor.

"Your eyes are as green as freshly pickled toads, and your hair is as black and chic as a blackboard. I hope it is mine, because it is really handsome. He is the warrior who conquered the Dark Lord!"

Finally, after finishing reading this historically bad word, Harry also successfully passed away.

It was so embarrassing that Harry was now willing to give up all the galleons in Gringotts' vault just to disappear into thin air.

Just when everyone was laughing, they discovered that the dwarf seemed to have found a new target.

Draco also came over. He was about to laugh at Harry when he saw the group of dwarfs walking towards Alvin in the crowd.

"Evan Margrave! Wait, we have something to tell you." Seeing Ivan turn around and leave, the dwarf quickly accelerated to stop Ivan.

"I don't want to hear it, stay away from me." Ivan's face turned ugly.

The crowd that was still cheering just now stopped. They all wanted to see how this young man who dared to chase and kill the basilisk would come out.

"No, you have to listen to the end!" With that said, the dwarfs got ready to play.

"If you don't want to be thrown out of the castle by me, get out of here right now!"

But these dwarfs were so brave that they didn't take Alvin's warning seriously.

"You have the same blue eyes as your dog..."

"Pfft hahaha!" The first sentence made the crowd laugh out loud, and even Percy, who was managing the crowd with a straight face, couldn't hold it back.

(Fuck! Fuck)!

"I said stop reading! You want to die, don't you!" (メ▼Benefit▼)¤=[]=|=|=|=|＞

Alvin is angry! He took out a mace and pointed it at these dwarves!

The surrounding students all felt the terrifying aura emanating from him, and that aura made them feel as if the air around Ivan was distorted.

Under Alvin's murderous eyes, these dwarfs were still afraid and ran away without a trace in an instant.

They thought that if they encountered a tough situation this time, Lockhart wouldn't blame them if he knew about it. It was more important to save his life.

Looking at the mace in Ivan's hand, a boy in the crowd who was lucky enough to be beaten with a nunchuck swallowed.

It seems that he really held back~