Hogwarts: Opening Sign-In Mangekyo Sharingan

"Hey! Braun liven up the atmosphere and turn us into a snake!"

Sabini was wearing fancy clothes at the moment, like a clown in a circus.

He was shouting at Braun with a butterbeer in his hand.

The little snake that caught the Snitch also hung its arms and shouted excitedly.

Braun waved his wand helplessly.

With the help of those empty barrels of butterbeer conjured a smaller silver snake.

But even so, the little snakes were very excited.

The atmosphere in the lounge became lively again.

Compared with the excitement on the Slytherin side.

The Gryffindors who lost the game were not so happy.

"You did your best Harry!

We've all seen it. "

School infirmary.

Wood was comforting Harry who was lying on the bed.

His broom is faster than his opponent's.

The same impact is also greater.

The bone hasn't grown well yet.

I can only wait until tomorrow morning before leaving the hospital.

After a few words of comfort, a few people didn't stay much.

Instead, the place was reserved for Ron and Hermione.

Because the behavior of two people going to the professor last time, plus Ron's active apology, the relationship between one person has improved a lot.

"This must be Snape's plot!"

Ron said angrily.

"I saw Snape chanting while your broom was dangling."

Harry's originally depressed expression was suddenly startled.

But I haven't waited for his reaction.

Hermione's news made them even more surprised.

"actually………………

Hermione hesitated.

"Actually, what happened to Harry was not because of Snape but Professor Quirrell.

"Quirrell? Are you kidding me!"

Ron couldn't help screaming.

But just as he spoke, Madam Pomfrey scolded him.

Only then did he lower his voice again.

"You can't favor Snape just because he gave you extra points in Potions, when you saw him chanting spells and looking around."

"Yes, but Braun proved it to me.

I was going to burn Snape's robes.

But Braun stopped me, and that's when I realized that Quirrell was also chanting a spell. And when Braun set his robes on fire.

He was in a hurry to put out the fire and didn't continue to chant, and then Harry's broom stopped. "

Hermione also said in a low voice.

For fear of attracting Madam Pomfrey's attention.

"But, Professor Quirrell..."

Harry couldn't believe it.

Although Quirrell is a little cowardly, he still has a taste of garlic in his classes all day long.

But compared to Snape, he was quite likable to him. At least 980 will not say anything for no reason.

‘Oh! Harry look at your dress and don’t you dress well? One point from Gryffindor!’

"That's right, Professor Quirrell is so... well, timid.

How could he cast the spell on Harry for no reason?

This is too hard to believe. "

What else do the three of them want to argue about.

But Madam Pomfrey kicked him out for not being able to disturb the patient's rest.

In the month after the Quidditch match.

The school is obviously much calmer.

During the period, except for the foul-mouthed Li Qiaodan who was stripped naked by the little snakes and tied up outside the bathroom on the third floor, nothing special happened.

The only not-so-good thing is maybe with the colder weather.

It also started to get cold inside the castle.

Although there are fireplaces in most places in the castle.

But there are always some places that don't fit.

This also caused many little wizards to catch a cold.

Line up to get cold medicine from Madam Pomfrey.

Then I sat in the lounge and waited for the white smoke coming out of my ears to disappear.

"My God! Can't you be a little wiser?"

Snape's tone was one-third helpless and seven-part annoyed.

He has taught students for so many years and has never seen such a stupid student!

Neville was crying loudly in the classroom.

The whole body is covered with pimples, like a sloppy toad.

And it was not only him who became like this, but also a few little wizards around him who were accidentally splashed by the potion in his crucible.

"The breeze is coming!"

A gust of wind blows, and the green smoke in the classroom is blown away.

The little wizards who were coughing from the smoke finally felt a lot better.

"Five for Slytherin! Well done Mr Rolle!"

Snape's expression brightened slightly.

Nod to Braun.

But when he looked at Neville, the anger surged up again.

"This is the fourth cauldron you've burned out since school started!"

"Can't you make your head, which is not much bigger than a troll, record something properly?"

Looking at Neville in front of him, he was full of powerlessness.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party could really use magic, he even thought it was a squib.

No, the Squibs are more talented than he is.

"Come with me!"

"Where to teach?"

asked Neville, sobbing.

"Infirmary!"

After speaking, he took Neville's hand fiercely and walked outside.

"And you! Don't give me any more surprises!"

After speaking, he left the Potions classroom with Neville and the few innocent children who were harmed.

Poor Neville..."

Hermione couldn't help but sympathize (cieh).

Braun sighed too.

"No way, his memory is too bad. Maybe it will be better in the future.

With Snape gone.

The atmosphere in the classroom has obviously improved a lot.

They no longer stood in front of the cauldron with stern faces and imitated Snape's manner.

Instead, he talked about what happened just now with the students around him with great interest.

and the coming Christmas.

Instead of thinking about why the cold potion needs to be turned off at the last step.

Or why Snape asked them to chop up the slugs instead of steaming them.

They think of sweets, cakes and good food and gifts.

As for Santa Claus?

Sorry, Merlin said he can't control the wizarding world.

"Braun, where are you going for Christmas?"

Hermione asked curiously.

Braun put the cooled potion into the potion bottle and plugged it.

Only then did he raise his head.

"Should be at school.

A friend of my grandmother's had been cast with the Forgetting Charm.

There was nothing in my head.

She went over to help with the investigation.

This year's Christmas should not come back. "

"That's it."

Hermione felt a little disappointed.

She had wanted to invite Braun as a guest.

Now Braun's grandmother is not at home and the application form will definitely not be signed.

There is no way to invite myself.

"The school is still good.

Many of my classmates are there, oh, Zabini and they don't go back.

So my Christmas will still be very happy. "

Braun didn't feel too sentimental.

Although he felt very kind to his grandmother, the old woman.

But if you really want to say that there is not much family affection.

After all, he came to the school more than a month after time travelling.

The time at school is almost longer than at home.

It is pure nonsense to expect him to have a family relationship in such a short period of time.

"Look at this! Poor thing.

Our savior stays mostly in school.

Is it because no one takes you in?

Maybe you could live with our house-elf. "

Malfoy picked up the return home application form from Harry's desk.

Jumped on the table in amazement.

Attract the attention of the little wizards around.

After all, Malfoy's popularity in Slytherin is still good.

As long as he doesn't provoke Braun in a dazed way.

Basically, a Slytherin would give the young master of the Malfoy family a little face.

"Shut up! You are beaten into a panda!"

Ron snatched the application form from Malfoy's hand.

"Stop looking for trouble, Malfoy!"

It seemed like Ron had hit him where it hurt.

It made him think of his own experience of being beaten into black and blue eyes several times.

He said bitterly:

"Oh! I almost forgot about you!

And you poor Weasleys with our savior!"

"Maybe there are so many people in their family that some people need to eat at school!"

Gore on the side said with a smirk.

And Crabbe nodded again and again.

"Maybe his parents are trying to figure out how to pay for his books next semester!"

"I bet that way is begging!"

The three of you satirized each other with each other.

"Okay, this is Potions.

Almost got it. "

Braun looked intently at the potion reagent in his hand and said flatly.

But even so.

It also allowed some little snakes who were originally joining in the fun to return to their positions and talk about their own affairs.

It made Malfoy, who was so happy to see Harry and Ron deflated, instantly lose interest in humiliating the two of them.

Braun is his number one enemy, logically he should be dealt with first.

But they couldn't beat them, they were both pure blood.

Some small tricks too.

Buy people's hearts......

Didn't you see everyone's response?

Think again that I only have two stupid big followers.

He became less and less interested in bullying Scarhead and the poor ghost in front of him.

Toss the other return home application form.

Malfoy returned to his seat bored again.

Discuss with your followers whether to attend their family's banquet for Christmas.

Meanwhile, Harry and Ron looked at Malfoy who left in surprise.

At the same time, he did not forget to give Braun a grateful look.

The two of them really might not be able to beat the three of Malfoy.

Snape didn't come back until the end of Potions get out of class.

The little wizards did not continue to stay here.

This is the last class before the holiday.

Instead of staying in the cold basement with those specimens in formalin.

It's better to go back to the warm and comfortable lounge to roast the fire and wait quietly to leave school tomorrow.

Farewell to Hermione.

Braun handed Theodore the crucible and textbooks for his class.

He walked towards the infirmary.

As a friend, I have to visit Neville no matter what I say.

Step on the soft snow.

Listen to the crisp sound of snowflakes being trampled firmly by boots.

Braun felt extremely peaceful inside.

But soon his tranquility was broken by Quirrell running wildly on the snow.

At the moment, Quirrell is still in his previous attire.

Big turban, smell of garlic.

A face of excess.

It's just that he's not as serious as before.

Instead, with a face full of horror

Dodge the snowballs that keep flying towards him behind him.

Even if he tried his best to cover the back of his head.

But there are still a lot of snowballs hitting it.

Let Quirrell let out a cry of horror.

As if he committed some heinous crime.

And behind the snowdrift not far away, the Weasley brothers were giggling.

While continuing to control the snowball to fly over.

Braun watched with admiration.

These two big men are really brave.

Snowball directly hit Voldemort in the face.

The savior Harry didn't even do that.

Watching Quirrell being chased by Snowball and leaving here.

Braun said a few words with emotion.

Also ready to leave.

"Armor protection!

I don't think it's a good habit to attack from behind.

Looking at the snowball that hit the Iron Armor Curse.

Braun said lightly, but his eyes were on the hiding places of the two people.

"Fred seems to have found us!"

"Of course I know George! This is the alchemy genius of Slytherin House!"

The two jumped out and continued talking to each other as if they were talking about cross talk.

From time to time, a snowball is released to attack the past.

"You want to have a snowball fight with me?"

"Of course! Let's see how powerful Slytherin is!"

"Well, Fred is actually much friendlier than other Slytherins."

"Then we'll play lightly...you're cheating!"

Before Fred could finish his sentence, a terrified expression appeared on his face.

Not that Braun sneaked up.

They were doing it themselves, he was horrified because.

The snow in front of him floated in the air.

A huge snow wave was formed and rushed towards them!

"Big waves are coming! Enjoy my friends!"

Braun waved his wand excitedly.

It's much more fun to control a large snow rush than to make snowballs!

Watching the Weasley brothers screaming and being submerged in the heavy snow.

Braun followed suit with a smile.

"Bah! You cheated!"

"That's right! How can you have a snowball fight like this?"

Two people got out from the snowdrift.

Although he scolded Braun like this, he laughed while talking.

"This Slytherin is interesting Fred!"

"You're right George!"

Looking at the Weasley twins in front of him.

An idea suddenly came to his mind.

Of course he didn't mean to ask them if they wanted to go on a great adventure in his ship.

Instead, I want to work with them.

"Are you interested in starting a business?"

"Business? He wants us to do business Fred!"

"Of course I can hear George! Who can say no to King Galleon? But you must be rich!"

Although the two of them seemed very casual on their lips, they were secretly vigilant in their hearts.

Think Braun has some bad idea or is trying to play a prank on them.

"Alas... I used to be rich..."

Braun said with some melancholy.

"Until my vault was discovered by my grandmother.

My money becomes..."

'Money for marrying a daughter-in-law!'

'Money to buy a house!"

'Baby money!!

George and Fred talked to each other.

There is also some sympathy in the eyes looking at Braun.

Because their mother said so too.

"All right, then! Tell me about your business!"

"Beforehand, we have no money!"

"Who said George you still have a Sickle hidden in your underwear!

I found it last night!"

"Merlin's panties! Why are you talking about this here?

Also, that’s my emergency money, so don’t even think about it!”

Looking at the passionate brothers.

Braun said he couldn't bear England's own national conditions.

Immediately said the content of the cooperation.

"[Eternal Memory]? But isn't this thing very expensive?"

"Good things have good prices, and cheap things have cheap ways!"

Braun said lightly.

Then he explained in a low voice.

The expressions of the two of them also became complicated.

"What a profiteer you are! Crystal is replaced by glass. Dragon's blood is replaced by a wizard bleeding himself!

I dare say those dark wizards in Knockturn Alley are not as dark as you!"

"Thanks for the compliment but I'd rather you call me a genius!

After all, not every alchemist can change materials from expensive to cheap.

And the composition of glass is similar to that of crystal.

Don't worry about using the wizard's own blood!

I'm just upgrading the craft! Guarantee the humanization of the process of using the item!"

Listen to Braun's shameless explanation.

While the two brothers were greatly shocked, they couldn't help but admire them faintly.

They thought they were shameless enough, but they didn't expect Braun to be even better.

If you use your own blood and save a material fee, others should be grateful to you

This idea is really genius

"You buy from me and sell it for a Sickle.

Sell ​​one and I'll give you ten...five nats! How?"

"A Sickle! Merlin's beard! The lowest price in the market is twenty Galleons.

Sure enough! Alchemy is a money grab".