Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

Her roommate lowered his head and murmured with suppressed excitement: "I guess it must have been a long time ago. They always sit on the same sofa, so close to each other; they also sit together every day when eating. Maybe. They've been secretly together since they were in second and third grade, right?"

"Huh?! So early?" The little witch who asked the first question suddenly widened her eyes. "You're in second or third grade!"

"Keep your voice down!" Her roommate finally turned around and said with a hint of disgust: "What's wrong with the second and third graders? There are people in the first grade who are tired of being together and falling in love every day. Do you think everyone Are they all like you? If a boy says anything to you, you will be at a loss for a long time."

When the little witch said this, the corners of her mouth that were originally raised in excitement due to gossip suddenly dropped.She seemed a little unwilling to defend herself, but she opened her mouth and said nothing. In the end, she had no choice but to let it go. She angrily poked the fries on the plate and muttered. He grumbled, "I'm just shy. Unlike you, I'm not reserved at all, like a bunch of little wild cats."

Her other roommate couldn't stand it anymore, and rolled his eyes directly to the sky, "Hey, right, right, then don't catch me next time you see sophomore Ernie McMillan. The arm asked me if I should go up and invite him to the Halloween costume party, okay."

The little witch suddenly turned into French fries on the plate. She was poked at the sore point by her roommate, and she completely pouted and admitted defeat.

When there was only half an hour left before the afternoon class, Gal, who had been working hard at his desk to "create", finally stopped his writing and returned the original copy of Munn's homework with satisfaction, and rushed very proudly. Arlin yelled, "What do you think? I'll just say I can handle it. Isn't it just a Defense Against the Dark Arts assignment? For me, it's just a matter of minutes -"

However, his pride came to an abrupt end in the next second.

Because a gentle voice suddenly rang at the door of the auditorium: "Mr. Fuller, can you please come over?"

At Hogwarts, there are not many professors who speak to young wizards with such a gentle voice every day, not to mention that the voice itself is quite recognizable - and sure enough, when Gal turned around stiffly, Assistant Professor Lupin He was standing at the door of the auditorium, looking at him with a smile.

Gal's smile did not disappear immediately when he saw Assistant Lupine, but the smile did become uglier than crying.

He took a step forward and walked towards Assistant Teacher Lu Ping, but before he took two steps, Assistant Teacher Lu Ping broke the last delusion in his little head with one sentence: "Ah, by the way, remember to bring your homework." "

Except for the time in the second grade when he was sent to solitary confinement and was punished to clean up in the corridor where Bloody Baron often hung out, Gal's steps had almost never been as heavy as this time.You know, this is not just a simple matter of you copying homework and being caught by the teacher.But while you are copying the homework, you are bragging openly, saying that the homework is too easy and spicy!Look at me, I copied all my homework in just a minute!

Then he was caught red-handed by the teacher.

What is this called?This is simply a blatant slap in the professor’s face!Even for Assistant Lupine, who was always very kind to them, Garr felt that his fate was almost conceivable.

After Assistant Lupine and Garr, who was carrying his homework, disappeared from the door of the auditorium, the little Hufflepuff wizards who were still in the auditorium looked at me and I looked at you, and they all silently mourned Garr in perfect agreement. stand up.

After all, after such a feat, they almost didn't think that Gal could come back "alive".

Moon had no idea what happened in the next class - because he knew yesterday that the ingredients for the potion would definitely be delivered today, he had already asked for leave in advance for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon.Of course, he also took this opportunity to escape tomorrow afternoon's Potions class.He will spend the afternoons of these two days brewing the potion.

He had already chosen the location, and there was actually no choice. If you wanted to find a place that was absolutely quiet and reliable enough in Hogwarts, the Room of Requirement would always be your best choice.Moreover, going to the Room of Requirement would save him the trouble of carrying too much equipment back and forth, as the Room of Requirement would have everything ready anyway.

"I need a room where I can brew potions safely..."

"I need a room where I can brew potions safely..."

"I need a room where I can brew potions safely..."

Whenever it's the first time, people will inevitably be a little nervous. This is the case for Moon right now. While he is constantly thinking about the appearance of the room he needs in his mind, he can't help but steal glances at the giant monster from time to time. Hit the wall opposite Silly Barnabas.When he saw the outline and lines of the door beginning to appear on the wall, he was so excited that he almost couldn't help but cheer.

If there is a chance to develop a "Hogwarts version of Dianping" in the future, he will definitely give the Room of Requirement a hundred positive reviews first.

When the entire door was fully displayed in front of Munn's eyes, he stopped and looked at it carefully - it was a wooden door that looked about the same size as an ordinary small classroom, with iron inlays that formed a crucible pattern. strips and rivets, as well as a unique door handle, with the bottom of the copper ring shaped like an ouroboros connected head to tail.

Pushing the door open, the space inside is slightly smaller than their Potions classroom, but for a person using it alone, it can be said to be spacious and easy to use.Each cabinet is filled with various utensils that need to be used, such as crucibles of different models and materials, as well as various test tubes, long spoons, short knives, mortars and the like. Just as Moon thought, come If he were to make the "bat" potion here, he would hardly need to carry anything else besides the raw materials.

Satisfied, Moon immediately closed the wooden door, put the bag aside, and then waved his wand to direct the brass crucible to set up, light the flame, and add water.

The next step is to preprocess the raw materials - although Professor Snape likes to scold Garr and the others, there is a big difference between boiling potions and standing in front of the stove to cook, but in fact, in Moon's view, the two They do have a lot in common.

Of course, the main reason why Professor Snape scolds you like this is because when you cook, if you add two more spoons of salt, add a little less sauce, or use beef instead of pork, at most there will only be a slight difference in taste.But when it comes to brewing a potion, subtle differences in ingredients can have disastrous effects.

As for how disastrous it is... you have seen it a lot in Potions class, right?

About 10 minutes later, Moon finally processed the last item among the raw materials - the dried bat wings. Looking at the water that was still slowly heating up in the brass crucible, he thought about it and opened his buckle. Bag, and took out the custom-made contraband he had just received today: a wooden box with an exaggerated length and a width of two meters, which contained a beautiful-shaped two-handed sword with a cold light on the blade.

And there are still two.

Chapter 39 Halloween is over

These are two brand new German-style two-handed swords. Although they are not forged with fairy silver like Gryffindor's sword, they are not as sharp and tough.But this also means that Munn can directly hire Muggle blacksmiths to make these two swords, instead of having to rely on the forging skills of the goblins.

There is no way, once fairy silver is used for forging, this kind of metal that human craftsmen cannot control can only be processed by the fairies.And in this way, in the eyes of those fairies, these two swords will belong to their forgers.

Yes, this is the weird value of the goblins - the true ownership of an item should belong to its forger.Even if you pay for the money, all the materials used for forging, and pay the processing fee, to the goblins, these things are only "rented" by you.So after thinking about it for a while, Munn firmly rejected the idea of ​​adding fairy silver when forging the sword.Compared with the improved exquisiteness and physical properties, the price of being chased by fairies for a lifetime is really too high.

The reason why these two big swords are customized is because Munn himself may indeed be able to use them. After all, everyone is a magician. Why can Mr. Gandalf [Note 1] be able to use a wooden staff and a sword in one hand? The one up there is a set of three sword masters, but he can't do it?What's more, he just learned the magic from the "Magic Book" for the first time last month, which can transform him directly into a "pure mage".

Secondly...the main purpose of these two swords is not for him, but has other wonderful uses.Although if possible, he would prefer that these two swords could not be used for the rest of his life. After all, if the time came to use this thing, it would probably not be an ordinary small scene.

After confirming that both swords fully met his requirements and that there were no problems with the counterweight design, Moon took out one from it with satisfaction and pretended to swing it twice. However, he almost swung it with his sword without paying attention. On the brass crucible.This shocked him to the point of being speechless. Although he was still a little reluctant to let go, he could only honestly put the sword back into the box.

Needless to say, this thing is lighter than he thought. The length of the entire sword is about 170 centimeters. Judging from the feel, the weight should be about 4 kilograms. It is quite comfortable to carry with two hands.

Of course, this is thanks to his awareness of crisis and his good habit of exercising every day in recent years, and his own development is also good.But even so, the two swings he just made made him realize that if he really started playing with this thing, he would probably be exhausted and panting in a while.

After putting the box away properly, he thought about it for a moment, and then struggled to put the box into the buckle bag - even if he opened the door to the maximum, he couldn't put this wide and flat wooden box in. An easy thing.

The inspection is over. The two swords completely meet his needs, but how to arrange them later... After all, these two swords cannot be stuffed in the buckle bag every day. Not to mention anything else, they just take up space. It's troublesome enough.After putting the box in, it was difficult to take out anything else.

If that didn't work, he would have no choice but to put the pair of proper contraband in the cave in the Forbidden Forest where the werewolves had previously lived.

As for killing the basilisk with two swords - let him go, he still has the AC.He couldn't guarantee that he would be as lucky as Harry. Besides, even though Fox was still squatting on the shelf in the principal's office, who was getting weaker day by day, who could guarantee that when he was bitten by the basilisk, he would Can Fox still flutter his wings and fly over to shed tears?

It is better to leave such a magnificent achievement of slaying snakes with a sword to the later comers, unless a part-time job template is opened for him tomorrow so that he can also play a guest role as a paladin without any damage, or he can directly transform with a "waaaaaaagh!" Extraordinary green skin.

Otherwise, Moon thought that it would be better for him to understand the wizard's tricks first.

But then again...if we really become green-skinned...

He wondered if he could just use his hands and use some ridiculously heavy firepower to blast the basilisk to pieces, so he wouldn't need to bring out the sword by then.

Facts have proved that you should not think too much about such messy things, because it is easy to get carried away if you think about it.When the water temperature in the brass cauldron came up after a while, Moon almost had a blockbuster film in his mind, in which a junk metal floating cannon blasted the dark wizard's secret society's lair in a ground-washing style.

While he was having a silly laugh, he hurriedly threw the potion ingredients he had prepared before into the crucible in order.

Delusions are delusions, and that's not good if they delay the real business.

"Stir clockwise seven times - change to five times, then stir counterclockwise five times..."

"Put in slices of black mud mushroom..."

"Stir again..."

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Early on Friday morning, to be exact, since he got up and read a letter, Harry began to act a little strange.

At least in Ron's eyes, he always felt that Harry was inexplicably a bit...excited?

It was as if he had learned some exciting news.

For this reason, even while eating breakfast, Ron was still wondering whether he had missed any exciting moments in class-or maybe Harry finally figured it out and gave himself the "Oliver Wood Super Chicken" Blood".

Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to explain why Harry was so restless. From time to time, he would suddenly pull out his wand and put it back again, while still muttering the spell they just learned from the Duel Club last week... You know , ever since Hermione was in the school hospital unable to get out of what happened before, both of them have been in a bad mood.

Thinking of this, at this moment, Ron suddenly had an idea, and an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Could it be that... Harry secretly arranged a private duel with someone behind his back?

The more Ron thought about it, the more likely it seemed that this possibility was outrageous, so he made up his mind and decided to ask Harry clearly.

However, just when he turned back to look at Harry, he suddenly found that Harry was also looking at him - the light shining in those eyes was so bright that Ron couldn't help but shudder. .

"Hey, Harry, you..." Ron looked at Harry in surprise, "Are you okay?"

His question confused Harry. "...Huh? Me? What's wrong with me? Oh, no, I'm really busy."

Harry suddenly slapped his forehead, startling Professor Flitwick on the podium.

"Mr. Potter?"

"Sorry, Professor, there are moths." Harry raised his little face and blatantly told lies.Since arriving at Hogwarts, this skill of his has been honed with Sirius and has become even more perfect.

One doesn't learn well, the other doesn't teach well - understand, this is how two children get together.

"Okay." Professor Flitwick looked at Harry suspiciously, then at Ron, and finally withdrew his gaze and continued his lecture.

Professor Flitwick above had just withdrawn his gaze. Below, Harry had already slapped Ron's elbow twice, attracting his good friend's attention back. "Ron, I'm telling you -"

"Did you make an appointment with someone for a private duel practice?" Before Harry could finish speaking, Ron had already muttered in front of him, "Tell me, who is it? Hey, did you not plan to take me with you?" go together?"

Harry was confused again.

duel?What duel?Aren't private duels allowed before permission is obtained?He hasn't had enough time in the Duel Club yet?

He blinked, and it took him a few seconds to roughly guess what Ron meant, so he quickly explained: "No, listen to me, I may not have to attend Nearly Headless Nick's death anniversary party."

"That's it?" Ron looked at Harry in disbelief. "You've been happy all morning just because you can't go to that stupid death anniversary party? I admit that I'm happy for you, but Nick helped you get rid of it after all. Peeves, if he finds out about this - think about it, mate, you're going to be restless for the next month unless you keep walking around him or have a very good reason." [Note 3]

That's true, but from the look on Ron's face, it looked like he was hoping that Harry could tell him the reason quickly, so that maybe he wouldn't have to attend the death anniversary party - yes, he was kidnapped at that time. He was also the one who was troubled by the skin ghost.

Merlin, he must have been out of his mind to agree to Nick.Compared with death anniversary parties and the like, the Hogwarts masquerade ball is really cool, right?He had already thought about it. Even if he couldn't afford any clothes, he could still buy a piece of white cloth, cut two big holes in it, and put it on directly on his body.According to Violet, this kind of ghost image often appears in Muggle horror movies.

Of course, the premise is that he can not attend Sir Nicholas's death anniversary party.

"Of course I have a very suitable reason -" Harry rubbed the envelope in his pocket and felt his mood swelled a little more. After all, until tomorrow night, he can go with Moon to avenge Hermione." Uh, what I mean is, maybe I can help you look for it and see if you can reject Nearly Headless Nick for the same reason as me. But in that case, you might not be able to attend the school masquerade... …”

Originally, if it hadn't been for this last sentence, Ron would have immediately yelled at Harry to hand over the method.But when he heard the last sentence, he suddenly couldn't make up his mind again.

Could it be that Harry's solution was to drag him into solitary confinement?

"I want to say, maybe you can tell me what the reason is first?" Ron saw Professor Flitwick's eyes looking over again, quickly turned a page in his book, then lowered his head and whispered Saying, "I said, have you been sent to solitary confinement by some professor? Are you looking for someone to accompany you?"

Harry was a little speechless, he had never done anything like this before.However, before getting Moon's permission, he was not sure whether he should tell Ron about it.

To be honest, he knew that Ron, like himself, must want to find out the real culprit that made Hermione look like this.But the problem was that before getting Moon's permission, he wasn't sure it would be convenient for him to tell Ron such an important matter directly.

Originally, he planned to wait until he asked Munn to see if Munn would let Ron participate, and then tell Ron about it after he got the answer.

But the problem is, with his good friend sitting next to him, he really can't help it.

When he thought of this, Harry immediately scratched his head in distress, "It's not confinement - I mean, it's something very important, but I can't tell you what it is yet... Anyway, uh, how about we wait until the afternoon? Bar."

Ron looked at Harry confused and speechless, good guy, you've been talking for a long time, it doesn't seem to be any different than not saying anything, right?

Seeing Ron's expression, Harry suddenly felt even more guilty.

"Okay, then you must remember to tell me this afternoon." Ron turned his book back to the previous page. "When I think about spending Halloween with the ghosts, I worry that I will have to break up with you from now on." Fingers crossed for the death anniversary party.”

"Hey, the death anniversary party may not be so boring." Harry shrugged, comforting Ron in advance. "At least it won't be like the masquerade party. You think, maybe someone will dress up as something at the masquerade ball." Where’s the spider monster?”

"You're right, Harry." Ron curled his lips. "No one will dress up as a spider monster at the death anniversary party. They will only hold the party in a dungeon full of spiders."

"Mr. Weasley, it's time for you to turn the book to the next page."

"Okay Professor!" Ron's face turned red all of a sudden - if he had known better, he wouldn't have turned the book back!

Just like that, at noon, Harry deliberately stood guard at the door of the auditorium, waiting for Moon to come over.

"Moon, that..."

Although he had made several plans in his stomach before, when he actually faced Munn, even though Munn had already sent away his roommate, Harry still felt that he didn't know how to speak.

After hesitating for a while, he simply told the truth directly, "I think Ron must also want to help Hermione with this matter - can we take him with us then?"

"Okay."

"Really?" Harry immediately breathed a sigh of relief after receiving a positive answer. "I thought you wouldn't agree."

"But I have a request." Moon raised a finger. "You two must listen to my arrangements throughout the process. This matter is very dangerous. I don't want anything to happen to you. After all, the thing we have to face, even if Even an adult wizard who has graduated may not be able to handle it."

Harry instinctively didn't believe it, but the person standing in front of him was Moon, who had done a lot of great things before, and Harry couldn't help but not believe it, so he swallowed and whispered: "Then shall we find the professor?" Do you want to help?"

When he heard this, to be honest, Moon was very pleased.Look, little Harry is still reliable and cute in the first two years and has not experienced so many bad things. When encountering serious problems, he still knows to ask the professor for help instead of just jumping into it himself.

However, it is a pity that the answer this time can only be——

"No need." Moon shook his head and said softly: "The danger is indeed very dangerous, but this matter cannot be solved by more people, and more people will be very troublesome. The three of us are enough, not to mention we still have It may not be possible to solve it.”

Theoretically, he should actually know that Harry had a "Parseltongue" at this point. After all, Harry had told him about playing tricks on Dudley and talking to snakes in the reptile house.But if Moon really learned about things related to the secret room from the diary, then he probably didn't have such reliable information, so he couldn't be too strict about what he said - if he now It seems a bit suspicious to insist that Parseltongue can definitely open the door to the secret room.

It is always necessary to leave three points of leeway.

"Okay, then do I need to make any preparations?" Seeing Moon being so serious, Harry's mood became a little more nervous. He clutched his pockets and widened his eyes. "I'm not very good at using Perfect yet." The petrification spell and the iron armor spell, but I can bring my invisibility cloak with me. Would that be helpful? At least we can use the invisibility cloak to escape then?"

"Well... you can go there with the invisibility cloak. This is a good idea. There is no need to prepare anything else." Moon agreed with Harry's idea. If you go there with the invisibility cloak, at least the two of them can It's safer to hide.

Although he had no intention of letting the two people in - they had to run as far as they could once the door opened.

"Okay, then...see you tomorrow night?"

"see you tomorrow night."

Harry nodded vigorously, then turned around and walked straight to the Gryffindor table with a little bit of excitement in his steps.

Moon stood there, watching Harry leave. It wasn't until he saw Harry and Ron's two little heads coming together that he shook his head with emotion and returned to the Hufflepuff table.

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"Happy Halloween!" As a wizard firecracker exploded, a pointy pink wizard's hat popped out and fell into Cedric's hands.