[HP] Missy and Mischief

After returning to school from the secret passage in the Honeydukes cellar, Harry has been in a daze. The words of the professors' conversation in the Three Broomsticks kept echoing in his mind, making him restless for a second.Both Hermione and Ron looked at him worriedly, but with Percy nearby, they dared not talk.

Back in the common room was also full of people, George and Fred were so excited about the coming Christmas, they detonated a dozen colored fireworks, and the fireworks rods with their smoking tails were scurrying around the tower. Harry watched He was irritated, but he couldn't say anything.

If Fred and George had asked him if he had gone to Hogsmeade with the Marauder's Map, how would he have explained what had happened there?

In the end, Harry shut himself in the bed curtain, simmering with anger and depression, and even when Ron tried to comfort him, he escaped by pretending to be asleep.

Why had no one told him?Dumbledore, Hagrid, Mr. Weasley...why hasn't anyone mentioned that Harry's parents were killed because their best friend betrayed them? *

Revenge ran through him, and the more Harry looked at old photos of his parents that Hagrid had given him two years ago, the more the flames of hatred burned.

When he came downstairs the next day, he looked so ugly that the old bat deducted more points in Potions than usual.If Hermione hadn't stopped him desperately, Harry might have picked up the cauldron and used it for Snape.

Harry picked up his schoolbag angrily and rushed out of the Potions classroom. He felt that he was now like a giant inflated balloon, and any more pressure would explode earth-shatteringly.

Hermione and Ron were in hot pursuit, and Scabbers was about to be thrown out of Ron's pocket.Around the corner of the corridor, Peeves is screaming, his shrill voice seems to be mocking his ignorance - why can't Peeves share a toilet with Myrtle and spend the next 500 years in the bathroom , thought Harry grumpily.

"Ouch!"

"Oh—walk carefully! Wait, it's you, Harry—"

Harry was slammed to the ground, his glasses flew to nowhere, and all the books in his schoolbag spilled out.Immediately afterwards, a pair of not-so-gentle hands poked the glasses on the bridge of Harry's nose, and he let out another "ow".

"Hagrid!" Hermione and Ron caught up panting.

Harry just wanted to complain, but after adjusting his glasses, he found that Hagrid, who he ran into head-on, was in a terrible condition.

His bushy beard was disheveled, and the overcoat made of many furs was stained with inexplicable stains.His eyelids were swollen, his small eyes were bloodshot, and his face was still stained with dried tears.

"No... Hagrid, what's the matter with you?" Harry frantically stuffed the books and parchment into the bag, got up and asked Hagrid.

It was okay if he didn't ask, but when he asked, Hagrid's tears overflowed again. He took out a dirty little handkerchief from his pocket, blew his nose loudly like a trumpet, and then told the painful story in front of the three people. The latest news from the file sent by the owl.

"...Dumbledore assured the Council that I was not primarily responsible for the two attacks on the students," Hagrid mumbled, hiccupping as he wept.

Ron tiptoed and patted Hagrid on the shoulder: "Isn't that all right, Hagrid?"

"But the Hazardous Creatures Commission wants me to send the Billywig back to Australia," said Hagrid desperately, with big tears splashing on Harry's front. "They're going to kill Buckbeak too! Such a funny little boy!" animal--"

"Oh, but why, I mean, since Dumbledore's out on bail?" Hermione looked at Hagrid uneasily.

"Because of those two arrogant and disrespectful Slytherins! Especially the kid named Malfoy, he told his father, and Lucius Malfoy ordered the disposal committee to come and execute..."

Hagrid let out a wail and covered his face with tears streaming from his fingers.Harry, Ron, and Hermione had to take turns comforting a crying Hagrid under the strange gazes of passing students.

In the end, Hermione vowed to find the proof that the Hippogriff wounding case was acquitted, Ron and Harry also gave a lot of promises to help, Hagrid finally wiped his face and shook his head. Back to the cabin by the woods

Finally, the three of Harry were able to escape to the Great Hall, where they could have a hot meal before dinner time almost ended.

The three of them sat next to George and Fred, all of them had unattractive expressions, especially Harry, the two matters of "finding Black and getting revenge" and "helping Hagrid win the lawsuit" weighed heavily on his mind, making him almost Can't breathe.

This feeling of being on the verge of the limit finally exploded when she saw Cassandra coming to the Gryffindor long table.

Harry saw the blond witch standing next to him with her pointy chin up, proudly pulling out a large bottle of brilliant bright green potion, and offering it to Fred and George with a look that looked like a handout.

Cassandra is indeed somewhat proud of herself.The potion she handed to the twins was an improved version of the shrinking potion that she personally made. Relying on the IOU from the Restricted Section provided by Professor Sprout, she also adapted the formula while completing the perfect shrinking potion. The validity period was extended to one hour, and the validity period was also extended by two days.

Following Betty's advice, she not only prepared gifts, but also worked hard to make such a pot of potion before dinner.

"I promise, there won't be any potion accidents this time, and the potion is stronger than any bottle you have ever seen."

"What do you want to do, poison them?" Harry snatched the crystal bottle before Fred took the potion, and he stared at Cassandra's green school uniform robe and tie, "The one who looked down on my parents yesterday Looking at people's level, look down on George's potion level today?"

Ron quickly nodded in agreement: "Don't be hypocritical, you secretly murdered Hagrid with that Malfoy, and now you're getting close..."

Cassandra froze for a moment, looked condescendingly at Harry like a monster, and said sharply, "I don't expect you to say thank you for someone's selfless help, Potter, but how dare you - how dare you use useless Accusing me of delusional things? You stupid troll who only knows how to ride a broom!"

Hermione and the twin brothers didn't even have time to stop it, all this happened absurdly and quickly, like a long shot of a weird and continuous magical movie——

Cassandra and Harry glared at each other like witches, unable to tell which one pulled out the wand first, but the eldest lady's anger was quickly ignited (she had already done enough psychologically) Construction is willing to appear at the Gryffindor table).

——Accompanied by Cassandra's "Fuchsia", Harry's face was covered by the robe. She quickly caught the potion, but Ron, who had long hands and feet, snatched it and returned it to him. Cassandra cast a petrifying spell—it was dodged, George was busy putting down Harry, whose brain was congested, Fred also cast a binding spell on Ron, who was helping out without knowing it, and Hermione was busy Casting "Curse Listop" frantically with the spell directed at Cassandra—the Slytherin side realized that their prefect was under attack, and they were also rushing this way—

Seeing that a scuffle between the two colleges was about to break out again, the crystal bottle containing the potion was knocked high into the air, followed by colorful spells hitting the spinning and falling potion—the bright green potion was in the air. It exploded in mid-air, drenching Harry and Ron.

"No—" Hermione watched in horror as Harry and Ron's bones crackled. They were rapidly shrinking, their stature was getting shorter, and their faces were so round that they appeared baby fat... until the two boys were gradually overwhelmed. Buried in his fat clothes, he returned to the appearance of a five-year-old little radish, staring blankly at the crowd around him.

And the fat mouse in Ron's pocket also fell out, and Banban, missing a finger, ran desperately on the smooth floor of the auditorium, but unfortunately it didn't run very far, not even out of the auditorium. The door, the effect of the shrinking potion is forced to play a role.

Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, Banban's body rapidly elongated and swelled, and his small gray body twisted wildly. After a while, short limbs replaced the mouse's front and rear paws, and dirty skin replaced the bald mouse skin. A short man stood where Banban had been.

He didn't seem to have adapted to human limbs, and he fell on all fours in full view, trying to escape from the auditorium.

The scene was chaotic for a while, like a pot of oil splashing water, and the flowers exploded. No student could understand why a pet mouse, under the action of a harmless potion, could return to a human appearance instead of a newborn pink mouse—almost As all senior students know, this is the shrinking potion for third graders.

"Peter Pedillo?" Hermione looked at his mung bean eyes and pointed nose tremblingly. Last night, under the prompt of Cassandra, she flipped through the "Daily Prophet" 12 years ago, which clearly published Blake's arrest record and Pedillo's obituary.

It was Cassandra who woke up from the state of trance for the first time. She waved the holly wand, imprisoned the man who should have died long ago, and after seeing him trying to turn back into a mouse, she pulled out another crystal with trembling hands The cork for the bottle—that was another gift she had intended for the twins, expensive poisonous tentacle seeds.

"Grow up fast!"

Her wand was aimed at the pods of the poisonous tentacles, and the seeds quickly separated from the pods, began to grow rapidly and entangled Peter Pedilu's body, and then spread rapidly.

Pettigrew Peter began to struggle desperately, trying to break free from these damned plants, but poisonous tentacles were dangerous plants, the more the bound person struggled, the stronger the entanglement would be.The spikes of the poisonous tentacles dug deep into his wrinkled skin.

"No—help—I can explain—" Peter Pettigrew's voice was shrill and thin, but he soon passed out from the effects of the venom, his small body huddled on the marble floor tiles.

"Weasley—" Cassandra looked at the four red hairs at the Gryffindor table who were all staring at her, and took a deep breath, "Whoever you are, go get the headmaster or the professor Come on. Quick!"

The author has something to say:

①Cassandra likes the fuchsia spell very much, she is a little kinder than me, I like to use three lightning storms with Hermione to quickly electrocute my classmates (...)

②Reverse the fate line of the characters in the original book (1/10)

③Where is my comment!No more lovely reader comments and I'm going to make a fuss!

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