Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

Cedric was startled and was a little confused for a moment. Fortunately, Gal seemed to be more experienced. Seeing that Munn was choking, he quickly stood up and slapped Munn on the back hard.

This palm solved the problem of Moon being choked, but the small piece of fig was also shot out, and flew out as Moon's head swung forward, hitting Milton in front of him on the back of the head.

"Yio!" Milton made an incomprehensible sound, and at the same time turned to look at Gal with disgust, "Merlin's socks! Gal, what's wrong with you?!"

There was no way, it wasn't that Milton liked to accuse people wrongly, the main reason was that Moon was lying there with his head down, while Gal stood up and leaned his palm forward. To Milton, who had just turned around, it looked too much like Gal throwing a piece of fig on the ground. It's on his head.

The sound of the dispute naturally attracted the attention of Professor Binns' portrait. The professor cleared his throat forcefully and glared at several Hufflepuff badgers. "Attention! Attention! We are still in class!"

Everyone stopped helplessly, and only Garr stared at Munn with aggrieved and resentful eyes, silently.

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After the History of Magic class, the little wizards had their lunch time again.

After entering October, the weather is inevitably a bit colder, so everyone puts on thicker robes, and even in some extreme weather, some people wear scarves.Fortunately, the castle's auditorium is warm enough, so you can still enjoy a delicious meal here without worrying about freezing your hands.

Gal puffed out his cheeks and used enough strength to stuff crispy pork knuckles covered in chili sauce into his mouth, leaving everyone watching in shock.

In fact, like Thursday, they have no class this afternoon, but the problem is that they have to go to astronomy class in the evening, and in the afternoon Gal will accompany Nash to find some players from the Ravenclaw Quidditch team During interviews, they vowed that they would make some big news this semester.Therefore, Gal crazily filled his stomach. After all, it was obvious that he probably didn't have time to eat small cakes this afternoon.

As usual, Moon was chewing sausages while flipping through the books - the dining table at Hogwarts was always filled with all kinds of sausages. For Moon, this was great news, because sausages are very convenient to eat. , and very hungry.

Tonks held a pile of books, squeezed in and sat down next to Moon, and then while frantically loading food on the plate, she complained: "Damn, I'm going to be crazy busy, Moon, can we discuss this, Help me learn a little bit and give me half of your brain.”

"...?"

When I type this question mark, it does not mean that I have a problem, but that you have a problem.

Moon wordlessly stuffed some salad on Tonks' plate to prevent this guy from eating only meat and not vegetables, and then sighed: "Tonks, there is no shortcut to becoming an Auror. I will treat you honestly." If you study your subjects well and pass the exam, my brain obviously cannot be half as good as yours."

Tonks took a forkful of salad and stuffed it into her mouth. She held her chin with one hand and sighed: "Oh my god, I should write a letter to your uncle, Edgar. Maybe he can give me some good advice." , help me get through this damn, nasty, disgusting seventh grade smoothly..."

"Stop dreaming, Tonks. Edgar's academic performance is very good. Although he is not excellent in every aspect, he doesn't have a problem with any of the subjects that are most needed to be an Auror - Your Potions class performance is a bit behind, think about how to attack." Moon gave Tonks his own advice while hitting him.

"Ha, that's putting it lightly..." Tonks put down her fork and rubbed her temples with a painful look on her face. "Do you think Severus Snape would be willing to help me with Potions lessons? Impossible, Mu Well, if I really go to him, he will only try his best to ridicule me. Do you think I am a Slytherin..."

"emmmm..." Moon looked at Tonks doubtfully, "But you are in his NEWT class."

"Indeed, I am here, but that doesn't mean he will be willing to answer my questions about the course." Tonks rolled her eyes.

"Have you tried?"

"Merlin's beard! Of course I don't have one! Are you asking for trouble?"

"Then I suggest you give it a try." Moon insisted on his opinion. "Perhaps Professor Snape will humiliate you, maybe he will say something like, 'You don't even understand this, and you still want to be an Auror?' , but the thing is, he will definitely answer your questions."

"you sure?"

"I'm sure, Tonks, you should put aside your prejudices and at least give it a try."

Tonks hesitated for a moment, stopped talking, and began to deal with the dinner on the plate in a hurry - this behavior undoubtedly proved that Tonks had accepted Moon's opinion and decided to find Snape Professor, give it a try and see if you can get some answers to the Potions class knowledge points.

Seeing that Tonks actually listened, Moon was surprised, but also felt a little relieved - as happy as an old father.

After settling her lunch, Tonks hurried away and left the auditorium directly with her book in her arms.After Munn and others chatted for a few more words, they went about their own business.

Chapter 28 Gemma’s “Friend”

In the afternoons when there are no classes, generally speaking, the lakeside will become the first choice for the little wizards to relax - the scenery is beautiful and quiet, and you can also take Moon out who has been reading a book to give him some fresh air.

But that's not possible recently, because the temperature has dropped. If you go for a walk by the lake again, you will most likely be half frozen to death.

Therefore, the Hufflepuff common room became a place for everyone to rest.

"Hey, Moon, would you like a strawberry cake?" Milton walked to Moon holding a small bag full of cakes. "My mother sent it."

Milton's mother's favorite thing to do is to bake, and the second most favorite thing to do is to send her baked desserts to Hogwarts and feed them to Moon and other little wizards.

Moon smiled and waved his hand, "I'll forget it. I'm a bit full from lunch, so I can't eat much at the moment. You can enjoy it yourself."

Milton shrugged, hugged his strawberry cake and ran to share it with others.

A few minutes later, Violet walked up to Munn with two small cakes and handed one of them to Munn.Moon naturally took it and stuffed the small cake into his mouth.

When Milton saw this scene from a distance, his whole mentality collapsed.

What, you won’t eat if I give it, but Violet will eat if you give it?Is Jiang Zi treated differently?

It's outrageous!

"Hey, Moon, where are Gal and the others?" Violet looked at Moon curiously, "Why are you the only one left?"

"Cedric is catching up on his sleep in the dormitory, and Arlin is reviewing his History of Magic - he was punished by Professor McGonagall. Not only was he punished with solitary confinement, but he was also warned that if he gets a P in the History of Magic class in the next exam Or if the grade is below P, let him erase all the portraits of Professor Binns, so he is working hard to study the course content of the History of Magic." Moon spread his hands, "Gall and Nash went to interview, so I'm the only one here reading at the moment."

"Then you're bored." Violet smiled and sat next to Moon. "Oh, no, I forgot. You won't be bored when you are reading."

She put the drawing board on her lap and spread out the drawing paper. Moon curiously leaned over and took a look, and found that Gemma was actually drawn on the drawing.

"Eh? Why did you suddenly start drawing Gemma?" Moon became interested and asked.

"Gemma asked me to help her paint a painting, saying that she wanted to give it to a friend." Violet turned the brush, lowered her head to ponder the content of the painting, and answered Moon's question by the way, "Speaking of which, you Did you know? Gemma can actually dance, and she dances very beautifully. To be honest, not only does she dance beautifully, she also smiles beautifully. I have never seen Gemma smile so happily."

Moon's eyes widened, feeling like he had heard some incredible news. "Huh? Does Gemma like dancing very much?"

"I quite like it." Violet nodded solemnly, "Just think about it, Gemma was smiling the whole time when she was dancing."

When Violet said this, Moon understood a lot immediately.Indeed, Gemma didn't smile very much on weekdays, and she didn't even say much when it wasn't necessary.If she smiles the whole time when she is doing something, then nine times out of ten she really likes that thing, to an absurd degree.

"So... Gemma wants you to draw a picture of her dancing?" Moon pinched her chin and muttered, "She also wants to give this painting to a friend?"

"Will it be..."

Moon and Violet's eyes met, and their expressions gradually turned towards shock.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, the two said in unison: "Gemma's boyfriend?!"

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Facts have proved that human beings all have the desire to gossip. Even Professor Dumbledore is not exempt from it, let alone Moon and Violet?After realizing that Gemma was probably on the road of no return in love, the two of them couldn't help but smile like the legendary aunt in disbelief.

Violet immediately said that she would definitely use her 12 points of painting skills to complete this painting, while Moon secretly thought about how to find out the truth about this matter.

Who doesn't like love gossip, or love gossip about Gemma?

However, after some discussion, the two of them agreed on the same story - both of them decided not to tell the story before Gemma announced it herself.

Although it is good to take advantage of others, it is unethical to spread unfounded information. If it causes any trouble to Gemma, it will become a sin.

After the cold wind is blocked, even the sunshine in late autumn looks much warmer when it shines through the window.Moon and Violet occupied the two best seats in the common room, bathing in the sunshine and enjoying the warmth of the fire.One was drawing and the other was reading a book. In such a quiet relationship, time gradually slipped away minute by minute.

In the several flower pots placed on the windowsill of the common room, the plants were swaying and shaking their branches and leaves.It happened that two of them also seemed particularly quiet, staying there motionless, vaguely echoing the two little wizards from a distance.

It wasn't until a few hours later that this comfort was finally suddenly broken.

"Hey! Moon, Violet? Why are you still here?"

Arlin's sudden voice made both Munn and Violet stunned. Munn stood up and turned to look around. Only then did he realize that besides Arlin, he and Violet were the only ones left in the common room. Violet.

And neither of them noticed.

"Well, I've been reading all afternoon and didn't pay much attention to the time - what's wrong?"

Arlin sighed, "Oh my god, you really don't pay attention to time at all. If you don't go to eat, you will have to go to astronomy class hungry."

"..." Moon took out his pocket watch and took a look at it blankly. Sure enough, it was almost 06:30 now.

Violet put the drawing board aside, raised her hands and stretched a little, "Then let's go eat, Moon."

"Yeah, okay." Moon closed the book, stuffed it into her bag, and then walked to the common room door with Violet carrying the bag.

"Huh? Huh? Huh?" Yalin's eyes widened. "You just left like that?"

"What about me? What about me?"

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Three days later, on a Saturday, while only Moon was in the school newspaper office, Violet came to Munn mysteriously.

"Remember Gemma's friend? The one she wanted to send the painting to..."

"That person is really a boy, and he is also a Slytherin boy. He is just in the third grade this year..."

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Sorry, I sent it wrong again. Fortunately, I took a look before going to bed and corrected it.

Chapter 29 Oppression

Good guys, not only are we going to fall in love, but are we going to have a sister-sister relationship?

Moon and Violet looked at each other, and both of them showed outrageous smiles.

It's a pity that no one dared to ask more questions. After all, that was Gemma. It would be embarrassing if she was questioned and two petrifying spells were used to make figures of Moon and Violet.

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Ever since the gossip about Professor Quirrell appeared in the school newspaper, the young wizards at Hogwarts have begun to spread some strange rumors.

Some people say that Professor Quirrell is secretly performing a black witchcraft ritual in the castle, and wants to sacrifice all the students who have laughed at him; some say that Professor Quirrell is brewing a strange potion, and wants to secretly poison the entire school; of course , more people still think that Professor Quirrell does not have the courage. He went to the basement just to find a quiet place to practice tongue twisters secretly, so as to overcome his stuttering as soon as possible.

All in all, no matter which one it is, everyone pays more attention to Professor Quirrell.

This became Quirrell's biggest trouble - he felt that no matter where he went, someone was secretly pointing fingers at him, or even secretly laughing at him.Even when walking in a deserted corridor, he began to become a little suspicious. He always felt that a person or a ghost would suddenly pop out around the next corner and quietly spy on him.

As a result, not only did he not have a good sleep for several days, but even the secret operations he was carrying out were greatly hindered.

Not to mention that several professors at the school seemed to have begun to suspect him, and they always wanted to talk to him about something-especially the annoying, greasy Severus Snape.

Standing in front of the mirror, Quirrell looked a little ferocious. Fortunately, he had previously thought that Moon Fox, who helped him maintain order in class, was a good person. However, within a few days of turning his head, this kid actually made a scandal in the school newspaper. Got such disgusting gossip.

Damn Moon Fawkes, damn Severus Snape, damn the school newspaper, and damn Peeves.

Can't you just let him finish what he wants to do with peace of mind?The things he wants to do have nothing to do with these miscellaneous people!

Layers of ripples suddenly appeared in the mirror, like water in a lake being swept aside, and a pale face appeared in the mirror.

Quirrell's originally angry face suddenly became very frightened, and he lowered his voice and began to whisper to the face in the mirror.

At the same time, Severus Snape stood at the door of Quirrell's office and knocked on the door with a cold expression.

Quirrell was shocked, and quickly pulled a piece of cloth to cover the mirror, then walked to the door with a pale face, took two deep breaths, and then responded in a low and stuttering voice: "Who is it?"

"I am Severus Snape."

"..." Quirrell was silent for a moment, then reached out and opened the door, "Ah, S-Severus, you, you, how come you..."

Snape rushed into the room, locked the door behind him, and then glanced at Quirrell with disgust, "Stop pretending to stammer, Quirrell, your behavior makes me sick."

Quirrell was obviously panicked. He blinked and said innocently: "Oh, Severus, I, I don't understand..."

Snape looked contemptuous, "I said, Quirrell, don't try to keep pretending like this in front of me. Do you think you can hide it from my eyes? I already know your purpose of coming, and I also know that you are Who are you working for? You've already been exposed, Quirrell, and don't call me Severus, I'm not that close to you."

Quirrell swallowed and looked helpless, "I, I, I really, really don't know what you are talking about..."

"..." Snape stared into Quirrell's eyes for a long time, then suddenly turned around and forcefully opened the door to Quirrell's office.Before walking out, he turned around and said, "Don't show off, Quirrell, I'm keeping an eye on you."

Under Quirrell's innocent and weak eyes, Snape slammed the door and walked away.

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"I don't understand why I should go."

In the principal's office, Snape looked at Dumbledore with an indifferent expression, as if he was questioning the old man in front of him, or talking to himself.

"I want you to put more pressure on me." Dumbledore put his two hands together and said softly, "Muen probably has this intention as well."

"So let me go and make Quirrell a little more nervous, so that he can panic and take action as soon as possible, so that he can be caught and sent to Azkaban." Snape laughed mockingly, "Then what? If he takes revenge What about the boy who married Shafiq’s family? Don’t you think that good luck will favor him a second time?”

Dumbledore raised his head and looked at Snape, and asked with slight surprise: "When did Severus Snape become a good professor who cared about his students?"

"Ha..." Snape looked at Dumbledore without fear and sneered: "Care? No, I was just thinking about the greatest white magician of our time, Albus Dumbledore. After so many years, you still care so little about the life and death of your students."

"Moon will be fine, Severus." Dumbledore shook his head. "You underestimated him."

"Did I underestimate him?" Snape shook his head in disappointment, "I am increasingly losing hope in your so-called plan. Is it because I underestimated Moon Fox, or do you never really care about anyone? Whose safety have you never considered? When you called me..."

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and Snape stared at Dumbledore again, then suddenly turned and left, just as he had done before in Quirrell's office.

Dumbledore didn't stop him or say anything else, he just looked down at the piece of paper on the table.The signature at the end of the letter was "Arabella Figg".

He was indeed a little anxious, but he was not anxious to send Quirrell to Azkaban, but eager to find out whether Quirrell was serving that person.

If so, then he must start arranging everything as soon as possible.