[hp] stay out of it

When Danqi came back from herbal medicine class, I was lying in bed reading my textbook.

"Professor Sprout has granted leave, but she said that this part of the content will not be completed for you, you have to study by yourself," Dan Qi threw down the schoolbag, "she didn't even care about your unreasonable absence Points deducted, probably because Benelli clung to her too tightly—he asked more questions than the entire class in a semester."

I closed my herbalism book and told him I was in trouble.

"Hmm... so this means: your dad is waiting less than half a mile from the school, and your brother lost contact at your mother's ex-husband's house?" Dan Qi concluded sharply.

"Don't make things so strange," I rolled on the four-poster bed, feeling my head grow a few times, "This year's troubles seem to be arranged together."

"So you two don't want to care about it?" Dan Qi said while changing the robe that was covered with mud.

"I asked the patron saint to speak," I said without sincerity, and suddenly remembered that I didn't know what Dan Qi's patron saint was. Have you tried this spell?"

"No," Dan Qi didn't know why, but he seemed a little curious, "Didn't Benelli mean to take the time for the three of us to try it together? Have you already tried it?"

"This is not a particularly difficult spell. This spell may be a bit harder for other colleges, but we are Ravenclaws anyway. How can we be scared by this spell?" I encouraged him with a calm expression, " It doesn’t need such a big show. Try it first and see what kind of animal it is.”

"I'm also very curious," Dan Qi was eager to try, he took out his wand and raised it to a place where no one was in the dormitory, then paused: "Call God to protect you."

Nothing happens.

"Call God for protection."

"Call God for protection."

There is still no movement, which is not surprising, the call of the gods is originally a very advanced black magic defense spell.If Vincent hadn't cast it under Helen's Imperius Curse when he was a child (even with the Imperius Curse propelled him, he tried many times to succeed), I wouldn't have cast... that butterfly in one go.Incidentally, the real little Vincent's patron saint is the vulture.

Dange yelled at the wall a dozen times, and neither of us was discouraged or impatient, but quietly waited for the white glow on the tip of the wand.

Danki would stop and think for a few seconds once he chanted a spell, and I would tell him some experience, and it wasn't long before, after an innocuous attempt, that the wand worked, and it wasn't just a lump The silvery-white light group, instead, flows directly in the air and is about to take shape.

It is rare to see the shape successfully for the first time. Dan Qi and I both exclaimed, and in the next second we saw that the not very big animal quickly showed its beak and wings: it was a smart flying bird.

"It's a red-breasted bird!" Dan Qi said pleasantly at first, and then, as if I had made a big noise, he suddenly turned around and gave me a strange, or suspicious look, and I asked puzzledly, "What?"

"It's nothing." He squinted his eyes and shook his head, then turned his head and continued to praise his patron saint with peace of mind, "It's so beautiful!"

I was puzzled by his sudden glance, and then the smart bird caught my attention. I am not familiar with European creatures. To me, these birds living in the same climate zone all look the same: "You never Where did you recognize its features?"

"It's obvious!" Dan Qi stretched out his hand, signaling the bird to stop, but the red-breasted bird just flew around his hand, and refused to listen to him, its small but bright eyes were full of cunning.Dan Qi didn't insist, and happily introduced to me: "Look at its feathers, and the width of its wings... and the color of its chest should be a beautiful red, but it can't be seen now."

The patron saint red-breasted bird is covered with a sacred silvery white, with only indistinct shades at most.I shook my head, expressing my curiosity about the so-called "beautiful red plumage" of real red-breasted birds.

Without waiting for Dan Qi to urge me, I consciously released my patron saint: "Hushen Guardian." The butterfly arrived as promised, and I looked at the delicate silver-white butterfly with some regrets: "Why can't it be bigger. If it is bigger A little bit would at least make me look a little more airy."

Seeing that the white mist finally condensed into such an exquisite insect, Dan Qi almost choked on his own saliva, coughed a few times, stared at the butterfly flying leisurely, and replied subconsciously: "Because the patron saint only It could be the original size of the animal—why a butterfly! I thought you would be a civet cat or something if you were lounging all day long."

I stared at the butterfly, feeling the desire to squeeze it to death and try again. Just as my malicious intentions were born, the butterfly turned into a white gauze lightly as if frightened, and disappeared into the air.

Dan Qi calmed down, and after a while, his wand scattered his red-breasted bird, and he dragged his chin and thought for a while: "Butterflies usually represent freedom and elegance—this is somewhat similar to the nature of our college—and romance."

"Romance has nothing to do with me." I shuddered.

"Of course it's impossible to match all of them," Dan Qi said, waving his hand. "There are also some cultures in which butterflies represent change and change... Do you remember what Professor Flitwick said? Mantras are based on the heart and vary from person to person." , It depends on your own understanding of this animal."

I thought for a while, and smiled ironically that only I understood the meaning: "To me, the butterfly symbolizes a potentially huge influence—it can produce unpredictable changes to the environment."

"Butterflies always symbolize change," Dan Qi nodded, "but why do you say 'huge'?"

"Have you ever heard of the butterfly effect?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Is it a new theory?" Dan Qi asked curiously, "By the way, we are going to start the second step of the research, Benelli told us to borrow the classroom from the Potions teacher-but before that, I think we It is necessary to ask Professor Flitwick for the note, otherwise Professor Snape will definitely not lend it to us...Let's talk as we go."

"The Butterfly Effect is not a strict statement, but this metaphor is very vivid," I said, "I can talk about this later, borrowing a classroom with Professor Snape? Let me tell you, this is not a good idea. Harry should have He escaped his revenge, and Snape is probably very unhappy now."

"We're doing business, that sinister old bat," said Dange. "Professor Flitwick will support us—he has no right to refuse legitimate research requests from students."

Professor Flitwick really supported us, and took us to find the head of Slytherin in person; Professor Snape was really upset, his face was so heavy that he was about to drop a washbasin when he approved the note.

"I really don't want to stay in the basement classroom," Dan Qi said after watching Professor Flitwick leave, "I'm going to be so cold to the bone."

I shrugged: "Most students avoid it. Probably only go there outside of class when they are locked up by Professor Snape."

"You're right," Dan Qi shook his head. "It's a lot of work for this potion—we must get it done before Christmas! Oh, no, and leave it to Benelli, who imitated his mother's thinking." Time to buy presents."

"I don't know if the school will give us anything after we improve this potion—you know, special contribution awards, research grants, etc..." Out of my old habits when I was Jiang Jin, I hope to get some support from the school. Benefits and Support.

Dan Qi thought about it seriously, then nodded and said, "Hogwarts does not have such a precedent, but I think we can apply to the headmaster. Now that you say it like this, I think this is indeed something we can ask for."

At dinner we finally saw a satisfied Benelli at the dinner table.

"Professor Splet's impression of me has changed a lot," he said proudly, "She frankly said that she thought I didn't care about herbal medicine..."

"You didn't care at all." Dan Qi and I said in unison.

Benelli ignored our embarrassment, and continued: "The professor said that I have great potential in studying herbal medicine—if I study seriously, this course will definitely not be at the bottom of our college."

Then the conversation at the dinner table extended to our disturbing immediate family members, and Benilli hesitated: "Tomorrow is the weekend, maybe you should take time off to have a look? After all, Bruce has always cared about your appearance-but the Boyle family It's too dangerous, if you decide to go, you must call us."

"Bruce will be fine," I slowly munched on the drumstick, "he is the hallmark of pure-blood wizards throughout France, and the Boyle family won't be willing to do it. And Elaine is obviously hiding something and doesn't want me to know, I won't Adventure without knowing anything."

The topic of Sirius is not suitable for discussion in the auditorium, so we cautiously decided to go back to the dormitory.

When it came to Danqi and I casting the Patronus Charm in the dormitory today, we found out that Benelli had experimented a week ago, and he looked a little relieved: "I couldn't help it when you were not around that night. I read the spell...and failed many times. Didn't I agree to cast the spell together, I'm not ashamed to say it."

He wiped his greasy hands, grabbed his wand and said the spell straight away.Magic is generally not allowed in the hall, but Filch is not here now, and the professors are too lazy to care about these trivial matters. As long as the students don't go too far, they all choose to turn a blind eye.

Benelli chanted a spell under the table, the silver radiance was blocked by the table, chairs and students, and did not spread, but the students on the Ravenclaw table all noticed it, and the beautiful Patronus Charm caused a little commotion.

"My God, look, this is the Patronus!" Luna leaned over and looked at Benelli's face with interest, "Does your family have vampire blood? Can I see your teeth? I have never seen them before." Attention! Also, can you bite me?"

Benelli's patron saint is also a bit unexpected, it turned out to be a bat.The natural silvery-white light of the Patronus does not match the traditional blackness of this creature. Now the bat exudes a pure aura, and it only hovers under the long table obediently, which makes people feel happy while contradictory.

"I'm [-]% human." Benelli didn't feel offended, but looked at his patron saint happily. "A bat is the most perfect hunter in the dark. It has the best intuition in the world!"

Luna was noncommittal, but judging from her expression, she was about to discuss with Benelli about "the best intuition in the world". Dan Qi and I silently made room for her to sit down, and we picked up a glass of coffee at the same time. Drinks and get ready to enjoy a good debate between these two guys who won't give up.