[HP] Missy and Mischief

"Good morning, Miss Wolflin, Miss Higgs." Zabini sat relaxed on the bar stool by the Slytherin table, spreading butter on toast while greeting the girls as usual , "A new perfume? It suits you very well."

This dark, good-looking boy would be a social wight in every sense of the word, if he wasn't only 13 and complimenting every attractive girl who came down the stairs.

Cassandra returned a polite, slightly perfunctory smile.

Since yesterday, this sweet fragrance has been lingering. She has explained to no less than ten girls that she doesn't know where to buy it, and what are the top and bottom notes——Merlin, these worry-free Carefree juniors, can there be something other than perfume earrings and various gossip magazines in their minds?Why can't you come and ask her about the latest styles of fashion clothes, she is very researched on this...

"Morning, Terrence. I don't know when you started being a house-elf for Draco," Cassandra whispered as she passed Betty's sixth-year brother, who was laboringly wrapped around his arm The bandaged young master poured pumpkin juice, and froze when he heard this.Just as he was about to explain something embarrassingly, Cassandra had already walked away and sat next to Gemma, discussing with her the sample questions of the previous year's herbal medicine exam.

"Draco, it's time for you to take a break too, except for my kind and kind brother, who would believe that your arm is not healed..." Betty sat down next to them, forked a piece of bacon and put it on the slice of garlic toast , and took some black sausages and put them on the dinner plate.

"He's not that strong in the first place, it's normal that he needs more time to cultivate!" Pansy retorted sharply, pulled her eyes out of "Witch Weekly", and glanced at Betty.

"Shut up, Pansy." Draco blushed, flushed on his pale face, he took the initiative to push the filled pumpkin juice back towards Terrence, and studied how to secretly undo the bandage on his arm .

"You guys have class this morning?" Zabini relieved his friend.

Betty took out the timetable from her schoolbag, and glanced at it hastily: "Let me see... it's protecting magical creatures, tsk. Classes will be suspended for three weeks, and I hope Hagrid really prepared some safe—at least beautiful things."

"Protection of Magical Creatures class? Good luck," Terrence said.

"We will. The weather is fine today, so let's take it for a walk." Betty nodded listlessly at her brother, stuffed the last bite of bread into her mouth, picked up the schoolbag she put aside, and took Cassande by the arm. pull the arm.

—they made up again.

After the heavy rain, the weather is clear, and the west side of the castle is a piece of green grass, which is still full of vitality in early autumn.Turning around another turn, you can see a large stretch of woods stretching into the distance, that is, (most students are more or less) forbidden (but tentatively) woods.Next to the Forbidden Forest is a dome cabin, surrounded by giant pumpkins that seem to have been cursed with expansion, crowded and filled with black ground.

Perhaps the incident of the Hippogriff wounding people last month taught him a little lesson. After the resumption of classes, the hunting ground guard Hagrid only prepared a huge box, which was tightly covered with a black cloth.

They are in the same class as Hufflepuff. Most of the Hufflepuff students will call him "Professor Hagrid" politely but timidly, and this haggard giant will greet them with a vibrato excitedly and uneasy .

It could be seen that he really wanted to wash away his previous reputation with a successful Protection of Magical Creatures class.

"So, what are we going to learn in this class—professor?" Cassius asked him in a drawn-out voice, terribly embarrassed.

Hagrid was immediately distracted, and instead of greeting every Hufflepuff student, he enthusiastically pulled back the blackout cloth, revealing something buzzing in the glass box: "Billywig Bugs, native to Australia...it took me a while to get them, cute little things."

"How cute." Betty complained in a low voice.

Cassandra stared at the big bugs flying around like headless flies in the glass box with an ugly expression. Each of them was a foot long, blue all over, with a bright luster like sapphire, and their wings trembled so fast that they could hardly be seen. Clearly, only the long, sharp chelicerae can be noticed.

"...It's normal to feel dizzy when stung by their slender pincers," Hagrid cheerfully grabbed a billywig and let it prick his thigh. Palm, "Then it will float up flickeringly, but I am too heavy, and the power of a small bug is not enough to make me float up."

"Would any of you want to try the feeling of being stung? It's safe—it doesn't hurt at all—" He looked around, his beetle-like black eyes looking hopefully at each student, hoping that someone would come forward and be a stinger. demo.

The Hufflepuffs he saw gathered together like a group of frightened little beasts and took a step back in unison.The Slytherins were indifferent, and it seemed that they would not give Hagrid any support until the hippogriff matter was resolved.

——Not everyone cares about the spoiled Draco, but for his powerful school director father, these family heirs have their own balance.

"Well, well..." Hai Ge rubbed his hands anxiously, "Billywig's wings grow on both sides of the top of the head, and they flap very fast, so that they can spin and fly. They fly They are so fast that they are rarely noticed by Muggles, and wizards and witches generally only become aware of their existence after being stung by them*."

"Since no one is willing to take the initiative to come forward, I will release some bugs, which will randomly fly to the lucky one and give him a bite-you guys feel this feeling well, and then write a small paper..." Hagrid opened the glass window and said, "I only put a small part, this thing is not easy to catch..."

But things didn't go as Hagrid expected.

Those crazy Billywigs squeezed out in a swarm the moment the glass window was pulled open, hovering in the sky not far from them, making a heart-pounding buzzing sound, accompanied by the students' terrified whispers talk.

Suddenly, these bright blue worms suddenly had a target, and flew towards the direction of the Slytherin blond witch in unison, at an extremely fast speed.

In the next second, Cassandra let out a muffled groan, and a cloud of bugs disappeared in front of her eyes. She must have been stung by more than five Billywigs——

The world was spinning and spinning, she couldn't see anything clearly, her vision was in chaos, red, yellow, blue, green, pink, purple, black and white, strange halos mixed together, her whole head was dizzy.

Maybe some Aussie wizards get stung on purpose for hallucinogenic pleasure, but not like Cassandra.

Four inches...eight inches...ten feet—

She could feel her body rapidly moving away from the ground and floating into the air.

"All imprisoned! Quick freezing!" Cassius' voice.

Betty was screaming, "Please! You big fool! Do something, don't you see her floating in the sky!"

Hagrid waved his little pink umbrella: "That shouldn't be happening! Unless she's carrying Billywig pinch powder or heartbreak nectar—"

"Resuscitate quickly, the golden bell will land!"

It was the voice of Professor McGonagall, her appearance was accompanied by two warm spells hitting Cassandra, "Mr. Warrington, your binding spell and freezing spell are very timely, Slytherin [-] points .”

Cassandra passed out in a relaxed way, and the terrified shouts, screams, chatter and Mag's report quickly receded like a tide, and she couldn't hear anything.

………………

Cassandra was floating uncontrollably from too many stings, along with redness on her calf from a stinger allergy.

This forced her to replace Draco as a permanent resident of the medical wing - although she had no desire to drink Snape's Healing Potion, which tasted indescribably like a mixture of toad bile and a hundred stinky socks .

Draco came to see her when he had time, gloated and placed gifts and cards next to Cassandra's bed.He was the representative sent by the lower grade Slytherins, and he praised her "outstanding contribution and outstanding achievement for Hagrid's expulsion" in flamboyant fonts on the card, and the signatures later included Zabini, Parkinson , Knott...

And her few friends, including Betty and Gemma, also came to visit her with all kinds of snacks and notes, and comforted her, saying that Hagrid has been severely punished, and the Protection of Magical Creatures class is now There is also a new teacher.

Gemma, in seventh grade, looked at her lovingly with tender brown eyes, "Kasha, how the hell did it happen?"

Cassandra unpacked another sizzling honey with a deadpan expression, and stuffed it into her mouth: "Madame Pomfrey said that unfortunately I used a perfume made of a large snowball ball—you know, the one that contains Candy that can make people float. Like Zizibee candy, the raw materials contain the stingers of Billywig bugs, so these bugs fly over when they smell the smell, and you know the rest."

"Also said I had to eat more sugar to make my body immune to toxins."

She chewed the honey bee candy, as if she was eating some unlucky egg that caused her misfortune, and said coldly: "I will make that stupid man pay the price. This is about the reputation of our college, two serious teaching accidents a month , and nothing was done afterwards, and his teaching career has come to an end."

And those two red hairs who had no intention of causing her misfortune, the next time they see them, they will deduct points once, let's see how they continue to do those illegal tricks.

Even though she knew that with the financial resources of the Weasley family, they must only use things that they had access to and not rare to fiddle with magic props, but Cassandra couldn't help herself not to anger them—flying into the air in front of the two colleges in a funny way , falling down without image——

"Calm down, you'll be discharged from the hospital for classes this weekend. We all know Madam Pomfrey's medical skills, she is an outstanding Slytherin graduate..."

Gemma carefully picked out all the Dukes of Bee candies that contained Billywig stingers, placed them within reach of her hand, and quietly answered some academic doubts for her, which made the eldest lady The mood stretched a little bit.

On the other side of the castle, the Gryffindor common room.

Fred Weasley and George Weasley are showing their classmates a new product, Tongue Bubble Gum made from Blowing Super Bubble Gum.

"Brother, it's the effect of hugging—don't take it, five friends (bubble gum doesn't work very well, let's try something else)." Fred said vaguely.

Instead of growing fat and long enough to reach his chest as expected, his tongue had swelled and swelled into a big ball that could cover his face.

"The 17th experiment failed...It's a pity, it's not as easy to make as the golden camellia honey perfume." George shook his head, sighed and recorded a string of data in the notebook.

Suddenly, he shuddered for no reason, "Brother, I have a bad feeling that something is going to happen to one of us."

"Doesn't Wesen seem to be unlucky together?" Fred shrugged indifferently, and stuffed the antidote from the back of his tongue into his mouth.

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