time at hogwarts

"Tell me what you found." Not only Dumbledore but also Flitwick looked over curiously.

"The assassin's thorn." Magos smiled bitterly. "I was stabbed twice by the assassin."

"Oh, that really hurts." The corners of Dumbledore's mouth raised slightly.

'You always take pleasure in others' misfortunes. 'Magos secretly slandered.

"Yeah, the point is I also drank Hagrid's tea. It wasn't just pain."

"Oh? Could it be that the thorns of the thorns can stimulate the effect of the tea leaves." Dumbledore adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Yes, Mr. Principal. And can I take the liberty to ask you how you found out that the tea leaves had that effect? ​​If it hadn't been for that accident, I think I would have thought like Hagrid that you were wrong."

"Mr. Will, you have to know that reading more books is still very useful."

'Um, is he looking down on me? '

"Mr. Principal, you are right, but I don't seem to have seen any description of this type of plant in Mr. Philidas Bohr's book "A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms"."

"Of course, of course, but you have to know that it is impossible to introduce all the plants in one book. I think you should go to the library and look at the books in it."

Magos curled his lips. If I could have gone to the library, I would have gone a long time ago. "I understand, Mr. Principal, I will read more books in the future. I will continue to tell you what happened to me."

He told Dumbledore in detail what happened last night, and Dumbledore expressed concern for the unfortunate Ron.

"According to what you said, this does have some uses. But..." Dumbledore shook his head, "It has too many side effects. I think basically all children will not be willing to try this method." Flitwick agreed. nod.

"But your discovery is still worthy of praise. Gryffindor will be rewarded with 20 points." Dumbledore looked at him with admiration. "It's just that you should leave now and go to class. Mr. Will, you are already late." Magos looked at the watch on his wrist. Sure enough, you were already 10 minutes late.

"Then I'll leave first, Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Flitwick."

After watching Magos walk out of the office, Dumbledore looked at Flitwick and asked, "What do you think of Mr. Will?"

"He is very smart, and he is not limited to what he can see. He is a very sunny young man. But he is also very naughty." The professor laughed when he thought of what Magos did in private.

"Really?" His eyes seemed to see Magos walking in the corridor through the door. "I talked to him before he entered school. He didn't look as ignorant as his peers. This gave me the illusion that he looked like a young man in his twenties."

"Some children are always different." Professor Flitwick said unconcernedly.

"You're right." The principal said with a smile, but his eyes were as calm as water and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Do you know why he wanted to make the portkey?" Dumbledore changed the subject.

"I know, but I promised him not to tell anyone else. Besides," Flitwick said confidently, "I don't believe there is anything I can hide from you in school, Albus."

"Sorry, Professor, I'm late." This class was History of Magic. Professor Binns was reading the textbook and nodded expressionlessly when he heard Magos's words, letting him in without saying anything.

"Why didn't you come here until now?" Hermione asked as soon as she sat down.

"Professor Flitwick asked me something."

Harry and Ron also came over, and they whispered a few words. After being warned by Professor Binns, they switched to small notes to chat, and the morning class passed by just like that.

Magos is still more concerned about Hermione today, but due to his intervention, although Hermione is not as good as the threesome in the later period of the original book, she does not hate her as much as in the early stage.So there was no such thing as Ron's bad words that made her hide in the women's bathroom and cry, which gave Magos a sigh of relief.

"Magos, are you hiding something from me?" Hermione suddenly asked during lunch.

"No, why do you think so?" He asked casually in a nonchalant tone.

"Your behavior in the Charms class today was very unusual. At first I thought you wanted to ask me about the spell, but then I remembered that you had learned that spell a long time ago. What did you want to do when you suddenly ran in front of me? What?" Hermione's tone was full of questions.

"Yes, you also caused my hard-won spell to fail." Ron also spoke dissatisfied.

"I just heard the professor said that you wanted to see it after you succeeded. You are thinking too much. Okay, I've eaten. I have to go back and think about my Halloween costumes tonight." After that, they didn't wait for their reaction. He quickly left the restaurant.

"What's wrong with him today? He feels weird." Harry watched him leave and turned back to Ron and Hermione.

"Who knows, but he's right about one thing, that is, finish it quickly because the Halloween party tonight is important." Ron said, looking at the food in front of him.

Eat well.

After listening to Ron's words, Harry stopped worrying about Magos. He also began to think about whether he should also prepare a costume, but he also thought that tonight was Halloween, and he was a little depressed because he didn't have time to decorate anything.Hermione was dragged over by Lavender to chat, and she had no time to think about Magos' actions in the morning.

After Magos returned to his dormitory, he thought about the outfit he would prepare for the evening. He remembered the appearance from memory and hid it in the wardrobe before Harry and Ron came back.

When Harry and the others came back, Magos and Ron said they would help Harry make a costume, otherwise it would be boring if everyone had one but he didn't.

"I really don't want to go through Defense Against the Dark Arts this afternoon." Magos used his wand to connect various rags while trying to cover up his plans for the afternoon.

Harry stopped what he was doing and looked at him with a frown, "McGoss, I think Professor Quirrell is very nice. Apart from being a little timid, he is very polite to us. I don't understand why you are dating Snape." I also have opinions about him." Ron also looked at him doubtfully and nodded sharply.

"Maybe I'm not used to seeing him look so timid, and Fred and the others didn't say that his big scarf was stuffed with garlic to guard against impossible vampires." McGoss shrugged. .

"Fred and the others were just joking. Moreover, everyone may be very afraid of something, not to mention a powerful dark creature. It is possible that he was scared like this." Harry's tone was a little hesitant.

"Maybe, Ron, don't be lazy, the block you are responsible for is not ready yet." Magos said nothing more after seeing that it was almost done.

Defense Against the Dark Arts in the afternoon was as boring as usual. Quirrell always looked cautious and pitiful. He always talked about spells one by one, and did not teach them when to use these spells to have the greatest effect.McGoss pretended to be looking for trouble.He raised his hand and asked Quirrell what he would do if he encountered a werewolf in the wild. Quirrell hesitated and couldn't answer.Magos asked another question, such as whether vampires are really afraid of silverware and crosses.Again he didn't answer.Hermione pulled the hem of his clothes from below to tell him to stop asking, but he ignored her.

"Professor, you should always let us know how to protect ourselves when encountering those dark creatures, and what kind of spells are most suitable for dealing with what kind of dark creatures."

Professor Quirrell's face turned red and he was talking vaguely, but no one could understand him.

In fact, Magos had already decided to do this. In order to prevent him from releasing trolls on Halloween night, he wanted to cause trouble in his class. He believed that the real Quirrell should know these questions he asked. , but for some unknown reason he refused to tell this lie. He guessed that maybe Voldemort didn't want him to teach them, or maybe Voldemort deliberately didn't let this controlled personality know this.The reason he did this was to draw Dumbledore out so that the fake Quirrell would not dare to act rashly.But just asking some questions is not enough. No matter how angry Quirrell is, he will be suppressed by Voldemort. He also needs to add more fuel. It is best to attract a few deans first.

He took a sudden step forward, and Quirrell seemed to be frightened and took a few steps back. However, if anyone was around him now, they would notice that his hands were trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Are you crazy?" Hermione and Harry pulled him hard.

"Professor, since you can't teach us anything, I think there's no need for me to stay here any longer. I'm going back first." After that, he got rid of Hermione and Harry's hands and walked out of the classroom.The students in the classroom looked at the professor whose face was red and were speechless.

"This damn guy, I must kill him, I must kill him." When Quirrell returned to the office, he kept talking to himself with a crazy look on his face.

"Quirrell, pay attention to your real mission." A deep voice came from the back of his head.

"But I can't help it, Master, he is humiliating me like this." After saying this, another expression appeared on his angry face. Two expressions, one was furious and the other was respectful, kept flashing on his face. After many changes, Voldemort finally suppressed his emotions.

"Remember, my business is the most important."

"Yes, my master."

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"You really shouldn't have done it today, Magos. Even if you don't like Professor Quirrell, you shouldn't have said such harsh words. The professor was so angry with you that he stopped giving lectures."

"Did he deduct points from Gryffindor?" Magos interrupted her and asked.

"What do you mean, I have never seen Professor Quirrell so angry. He deducted 20 points from us on the spot." Hermione said angrily.

"Hermione, do you think anyone will tell other professors about this?"

"Now you know you are afraid? But you should be lucky. If you were in class with other colleges today, someone would definitely tell other professors." Hermione glanced at him angrily, and then saw Professor McGonagall, who had just come out of other professors, lowered his voice. The voice said, "Stop talking about this, Professor McGonagall is not far away, and you will be in trouble if she finds out."

"Hermione." Magos suddenly had a serious expression on his face, "I also feel that I went too far this time. I shouldn't have done that to Professor Quirrell. I feel very sorry for the professor, so I decided to go on my own. Tell Professor McGonagall your own report." After saying that, he ignored Hermione who looked dull and walked towards Professor McGonagall with an expression of no hesitation.