[Comprehensive · Main HP] Arthur's Adventure

After that, Arthur didn't go to class for a week. He got up every morning and walked around the castle with the bloody Barrow waiting at the door of the common room.

A week later, he was taken to the office by the dean, Professor Snape, during dinner.

Snape's office was in the cellar, not far from the Slytherin common room and the Potions classroom.

Snape sat behind the desk, picked up the homework on the table and began to grade one by one.

"What makes you so arrogant that you won't be expelled if you don't go to class?" Snape asked coldly.

Arthur stood behind the desk with red eyes, "I can't find the classroom, sir." He blinked, and a tear fell from his eyes, "Everyone is rejecting me, I don't know what I did wrong. "

Snape frowned and wrote a big T on a piece of homework.

"Professor McGonagall has already told me what you did before school started. It's very courageous, which makes me doubt the judgment of the Sorting Hat." Snape said sarcastically.

Arthur looked extremely aggrieved, "It's because Malfoy called me a Mudblood first, and I was out of breath for a while..."

Snape simply scanned another assignment, then wrote another giant T on it.

He put down the quill and motioned for Arthur to follow him.

Arthur followed, and then he saw two large buckets of slugs and four empty buckets, with two pocket knives on a shelf beside the buckets.

Snape picked up a pocket knife, quickly disemboweled the slug, pulled out the internal organs and threw it into an empty bucket. Then he threw the pocket knife aside and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his hands.

"So see clearly Mr. Max, your task tonight is to peel off these two barrels of slugs." Snape said coldly.

Arthur sobbed and wiped away his tears, and nodded.He watched Snape go behind the desk, looked around and moved a stool not far away to sit down.

Arthur began to dissect the slug. At the first time, Arthur was still a little unskilled and almost scratched his hand. Then he became faster and faster, and his movements became more and more sophisticated.In the end, almost only afterimages can be seen.It took only an hour for Arthur to dissect the barrels of slugs.

Snape raised his eyebrows, "Then you can go back, Mr. Max. This semester, at seven o'clock every night, please continue to come to my office for labor services."

Arthur nodded, "I see, Professor."

Snape said when Arthur opened the door and was about to leave, "Tomorrow, I'm going to see you in my class."

Arthur nodded again, "Alright Professor Snape, I promise!"

The next morning, Arthur got up early.But when he walked out of the room, there was no one in the common room as usual.

Arthur walked slowly into the Charms classroom with his satchel on his shoulders. This class was attended by Slytherin and Ravenclaw, and they had already learned the sixth spell.

When Arthur arrived, people from both colleges had arrived, and Arthur saw a lock in front of everyone.

Professor Flitwick saw Arthur's happy expression, "Oh, Mr. Max, you finally came to class. Please come to my office tonight, and I will review the spells from last week for you."

Arthur was apologetic, "Sorry, Professor Flitwick, I'm going to Professor Snape's office tonight for labor services, and I may not be able to go to your place."

Flitwick waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, I'll go and tell Severus, just come to my place tonight."

Arthur nodded, "Okay, Professor Flitwick."

Arthur found a random place to sit down, Professor Flitwick waved his wand, the drawer on the podium was automatically opened, a lock floated out from inside, and fell in front of Arthur.

"The spell we're going to learn today is the lock-picking spell. Everyone follow me. Alahoo opens."

"Alahuo Cave is open!" The little wizards recited together.

"The spelling must be clear. This is how the wand is swung. Watch out for my gestures." Flitwick held the wand and swung it counterclockwise in a small circle in the air, then pressed down on the tip of the wand.

"Come and see," Flitwick said.

The little wizards picked up the wands in front of them and began to wave, when everyone noticed a student of Slytherin, his name was Miles Bletch.He squirmed around in his seat, as if he was looking for something.

Everyone around him looked at him strangely, and Professor Flitwick noticed this too.

"Mr. Blake, what's the matter with you?"

Blake said anxiously, "Um, sorry, Professor, my wand is missing."

Professor Flitwick said with a smile, "Oh, don't worry, Bletch's wand is coming."

Two sticks floated in from outside the door, and Professor Flitwick caught them with precision.

"Oh, my God!" exclaimed Professor Flitwick. "Mr. Blake, your wand is broken."

Professor Flitwick pointed his wand at Blatch's wand, which was broken in two, and controlled it to float in front of Blatch.

Blake grabbed his wand, his face full of disbelief, "How could it be...my wand...this, what to do..."

Professor Flitwick made a reassuring gesture, "Don't worry, I'll tell your dean about this so that you can temporarily leave school for the weekend to buy a new wand."

Blake accepted this ruthless fact with a sad face.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic, please try to open the lock in front of you." Flitwick said with a smile.

Arthur flicked his wrist lightly, "Alahoo is open." The lock in front of him clicked, and the lock was opened.

Flitwick just looked at this side, and he said excitedly, "Oh, Mr. Max did a good job, five points for Slytherin."

Afterwards, Arthur put down his wand and began to watch other people. The little wizards in the classroom shouted for Alahoh to open the lock one after another, but few of them could open the lock immediately.

Arthur saw that Malfoy tried twice without success, rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of a good idea.

In the constant trial and practice, time passed quickly, and Arthur put the lock on and unlocked it with the unlocking spell in boredom.

Finally, Professor Flitwick rang the small clock hanging on the podium, "Okay, it's time, it's time to dismiss the get out of class. Your homework today is to write a three-inch-long essay on the Unlocking Curse."

"Also, Mr. Max, don't forget to come to my office tonight."

Arthur nodded, "I see, Professor."

The Ravenclaws who came to the door stopped, and Professor Flitwick asked strangely, "What's the matter?" He said and walked over.

The students made way for Professor Flitwick.

A mess appeared before Professor Flitwick's eyes.

It was a field of books that had been torn to shreds.

The little wizards began to check the books in their arms at the same time. The Ravenclaw students were all relieved, and the faces of the Slytherin students became ugly. They looked at each other and turned their suspicious eyes For the unflappable Arthur.

Each of them was missing a book, and they were all Potions books. Of all the Slytherins, only Arthur seemed to have nothing to lose.

But although they suspected that Arthur did it, they couldn't produce any evidence. After all, no one could have imagined how Arthur took out the books they put in the drawer and tore them up under Professor Flitwick's nose. Understand.

Without evidence, doubt can only be doubt.But they couldn't underestimate Arthur as much as they did at the beginning.

How cruel Professor Snape was in the Potions class. Everyone who took his class knew that now that the book was torn up, they couldn't follow the steps in the book to brew the potion.Potions classes are always suitable for Gryffindors to take together, no Slytherin can save himself and ask a Gryffindor for help.

Because they had to finish this class, and they didn't know if they would be able to receive new Potions textbooks before Potions class if they went to order books at noon.

Arthur could clearly feel that the hostility towards him was getting worse, he turned his head and glanced at the Slytherins standing there, with a malicious smile on his face.

Then he deliberately stepped on the wreckage of those books and left here.

Draco looked at the gray footprints left on the remains of the book, and a nameless anger rose from his heart. He glanced at Goyle, and Goyle took out his wand and fired a spell, "The front teeth match the big stick!"

The light shot out, facing Arthur's back, the sophomore showed a smug look, and then the smile on his face froze.The light suddenly exploded when it was still some distance away from Arthur, as if hitting the wall.At the moment when the spell exploded, everyone vaguely saw a black and ferocious shadow.

Arthur turned his head and glanced at Goyle, with a malicious smile on his face.

Seeing the smile on Arthur's face, Draco felt a nameless anger welling up in his chest.

The sound of Professor Flitwick deducting points from Goyle woke Draco up, and he closed his eyes forcefully, suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart.

Arthur knew that everyone knew who did it, and that other Slytherins would be more rude to him in the future, but the school bully Arthur was always intimidated.

Facing the coming storm, Arthur was not afraid, and even looked forward to it.

This feeling of bullying others openly can't be better.

Then came History of Magic, taught by a ghost named Binns.

His way of lecturing was to read from the book in one tone all the time. After listening to it for a while, Arthur turned to the first page of the History of Magic textbook and began to read it.

By the time get out of class was over, Arthur had finished reading the content of the previous week.

Then it was noon, Arthur walked into the hall first, picked a seat he liked and sat down.

No one doubted that the ferocious black figure behind Arthur was just a misjudgment by everyone, and everyone stayed away from Arthur in silence.

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