Chapter 122 Trial in Three Sessions?
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 122 Three Trials?
"Fifty cents each..." Professor McGonagall panted heavily with his long nose, announcing the punishment of several people.
Just like in the plot, Harry and Hermione were too happy when they came down from the tower, and they didn't wear the invisibility cloak, and were caught by Filch on patrol.
They were taken to Professor McGonagall's office.
And not long after, Neville Longbottom was also captured by Professor McGonagall.
He had come to remind Harry on purpose.
(Neville heard a piece of news - Malfoy will come to capture Harry and the others near the tallest tower tonight, and Harry and the others also brought a dragon.)
And from Professor McGonagall's point of view—it's all because Harry is trying to trick Malfoy out, make him unlucky, and make Neville also...
"Professor, no... Didn't I give you a letter from Charlie Weasley? Didn't it clearly state that what happened tonight was related to dragons?" Malfoy asked incredulously.
Hearing that Professor McGonagall became even more anxious, Harry seemed to see a Norbert laying on her head, and the tight hairpin was constantly burning.
Professor McGonagall raised the letter from Charlie in her hand.
(This is what Malfoy gave to Professor McGonagall to prove that he is not talking nonsense, or falling into a crazy fantasy)
"Ha! It sounds like that, but it's a pity that it's not Charlie Weasley's handwriting...Don't forget that I have taught Charlie Weasley for seven years, and I can't fail to recognize his handwriting. This student has left a deep impression on me. He is a student with excellent character and learning, a very good Quidditch Seeker, and he values Gryffindor's honor...Mr. Very disappointed.
——Okay, now the chain of evidence is intact!
(Harry found out afterwards that Charlie's hand was burned by the fire dragon at that time, so he had to let the magic quill write it for him...)
It seemed that this letter was a 'real hammer'. Harry and the others really wanted to trick Malfoy into the tower and make him bad luck.
If Harry hadn't been the party involved, maybe he would have really thought that was the case.
For Professor McGonagall's reprimand, Hermione lowered her head in shame, feeling very sad.
Neville looked at them pitifully, his eyes filled with disbelief - as if he was questioning Harry, is this really the case?
(This made Harry very sorry, he really wanted to tell them the truth loudly, but when he thought of Hagrid, he lowered his head and didn't distinguish between words)
As for Malfoy, he recalled in his mind that he knew what had happened.
——Did I really fall into the trap of these guys?
No, he saw the dragon with his own eyes.
--That is true!
When Malfoy was trying to discern something, he looked up and saw—
The huge shadow swaying under the fire made Professor McGonagall even more like a dragon. Her eyes were breathing fire, and she was about to turn several people into ashes.
Malfoy tactfully shut up immediately.
Professor McGonagall finally announced the decision-Harry will be locked up, and they will deduct fifty points each.
This kept Harry and the others awake at night.
……
After a day and a night of pain in the buttocks, McGuffin finally remembered that he had forgotten to remind Harry of their Invisibility Cloak.
——Unfortunately it is too late!
The next day, McGuffin learned about Harry and others being punished by Professor McGuffin from the Weasley twin brothers.
(These two guys came to inquire about Ron in name, but in fact they came to see what happened to the legendary eight-petaled buttocks?)
Afterwards, Harry and the others also came here with dejected faces looking for a quiet one.
——Gryffindor deducted 150 points at once, almost moving from No.1 to the last place.
Now they have completely become the least popular characters in Gryffindor,
Harry was very ashamed and sad, especially now that he seemed to hear other people pointing and pointing everywhere he went...
So they could only run here with Hermione to avoid gossip.
"Don't worry, people are always forgetful... Look at how many things I have done since the beginning of school. People will forget them within two months... What's more, the final exam is coming soon. I have experienced these rumors a lot. Believe me, Harry... Soon under the pressure of the exam, others will forget all of this..." McGuffin lay on the bed and used his own example to comfort Harry and Hermione.
"But you didn't deduct 150 points from Gryffindor all at once..." Harry was still brooding over the score.
"Don't say that, as long as you win this year's Quidditch final, Harry, you can earn these points, and then help Gryffindor reach No.1 again and win the House Cup, so no one will gossip about you."
McGuffin then changed the subject and said, "I have a way to win the Quidditch game steadily, do you want to hear it..."
Before McGuffin finished speaking, the finger on one side was almost healed (finally no longer swollen like a ball) Ron sighed helplessly, "Harry don't listen to McGuffin, he wants to trick you into investing in his 'Rocket Broom'... Earlier he wanted George and Fred to promote this broom to all the Gryffindor Quidditch players..."
"Harry, you also saw that day, how fast and powerful the 'Rocket Broomstick' I made...Even if the Seekers of the various Quidditch national teams compete with you, they will eat ashes behind your ass..."
McGuffin still wanted to "bounce" and struggle twice.
"Come on! MacGuffin..."
"The ass is eating ashes... I think it's the butt exploding! I could clearly feel the 'powerful' of your broom from the glass of the school hospital that day..." Ron didn't save any face for McGuffin for Harry's sake.
"It's chilling to imagine - everyone on the Gryffindor Quidditch team laying on their butts just like you..."
"If Harry listened to you - it would be the biggest joke in Hogwarts Quidditch history, the biggest sinner in Gryffindor history..."
Ron unceremoniously interrupted McGuffin's imaginative suggestion, pointing to the current status of McGuffin.
(Although the embarrassing 'hip protector' has been lost under McGuffin's strong request, Mrs. Penrad still told McGuffin not to move easily...)
This made McGuffin's face turn red from his neck to the back of his ears, but he couldn't say anything...
— Ron this fellow!
The atmosphere fell into an embarrassing situation for a while.
McGuffin was in a hurry. He didn't expect Ron to speak so bluntly, and he severely opened his current scar.
Ron is very angry that McGuffin only thinks of himself.
——When he was about to send off Norber, something like this actually happened.
He always thought that if the three of them went together, maybe Harry and the others wouldn't forget the Invisibility Cloak, and they wouldn't be discovered by Filch...
It seems that the relationship between Ron and McGuffin has deteriorated sharply over the past two days.
Harry tried a few words of persuasion, but it added fuel to the fire. He could only talk to Hermione and leave quickly to let them calm down.
……
"McGuffin Albert, do you know what crime you have committed?"
The two huge faces of Snape and Quirrell doubled in front of McGuffin, glowing with a green light, and two red lights shot out from the washbasin-sized eyes.
Scared McGuffin enough, he remembered for a long time that he was a wizard and could cast spells...
So he pulled out his wand, only to find that his wand turned into a long, yellow cuckoo chicken that was screaming everywhere.
goo goo goo...
— Fuck!
He threw out the thing made of rubber in his hand that was shaking everywhere.
He realized immediately that he was having a nightmare.
Two green giant faces immediately rushed towards him ferociously.
McGuffin woke up suddenly from the bed in a dizzy spin.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and was so wet that he could almost shake off a handful of water beads.
The dream just now reminded McGuffin of what happened that morning—the professors' "three trials" about McGuffin's test-firing rocket broom that day.
It's been a week since Professor McGonagall punished Harry and Hermione.
In the morning, McGuffin had just confirmed that his own buttocks had grown well, and when he finally got Mrs. Penrad's permission to leave here.
Snape filled the infirmary with a large group of professors, even a smiling Dumbledore among them.
"Explain...Mr. Albert, what is this..." Snape sneered and threw the pieces of the three thick iron cylinders at his feet.
Fuck!
——Then the powerful explosion didn't completely destroy it?
This is too magical!
"Professor McGonagall, I don't seem to have violated any school rules... I just learned a little magic by myself during the break... Uh"
All right!McGuffin looked at the faces of the professors and smiled embarrassingly,
He can't make it up.
"I heard something. It is said that you are currently recommending your rocket broom to the Quidditch team... You should still have it in stock, right?"
"Albert, can you take it out and let us admire your masterpiece, rest assured... as you said... you didn't violate any school rules, and you didn't cause any casualties among students."
"We came here just to see how you did it. According to Harry and Hermione's description, the flying broomstick you developed is ridiculously fast, far exceeding the current state-of-the-art flying broomstick..."
"And the explosion that day also proved that this thing is indeed too dangerous..."
At this time Dumbledore came to McGuffin and said suddenly with a smile.
—This old bee can't hide anything from him.
McGuffin found three thick iron cylinders hidden under his bed helplessly.
(This is what McGuffin entrusted Harry to help him bring. After all, this thing is too dangerous and extremely unstable. Although the magic power attached to it can only last for a week or two under the effect of alchemy, the mushroom cloud that day was too powerful. It is better to keep it by your side.)
(In case some scumbag touches it and triggers it, and blows up the Gryffindor dorm...)
McGuffin then explained to the professors how the thing worked.
"It has to rely on the broomstick to start it, otherwise it will just fly out and hit something, and explode..." McGuffin handed the gadget with a black heart workshop to Dumbledore.
After playing with Professor Dumbledore for a while, the tin cylinder was passed around among the professors for observation and research.
They whispered and made unabashed comments in front of the MacGuffin.
"This is a bit of the shadow of ancient magic... how did he learn it..." Quirrell's expression tightened.
"This is not magic! How can such unstable magic materials be combined together."
——From the traces above, they can roughly see the shadow of some ancient magic used, some ancient magic that has been transformed and transformed, and some rough alchemy enchanting...
Although I roughly understand what this thing can do.
But they still didn't understand how it could fly, and the power of the explosion that day was astonishing, how could such a little magic power cause such a big explosion?
"Sweep Seven Star Five - Fly here!"
In the end, after Professor McGonagall got Dumbledore's consent, she waved her wand and quickly flew a flying broom here from the window outside the corridor.
—in her hands.
At this time, Dumbledore used magic to disappear an entire wall of the school hospital with glass windows.
—It was completely empty, and the cold wind kept blowing in.
——It's so big!
McGuffin was stunned (⊙o⊙)! ! !
The other person who was shocked was Mrs. Pangrad. It stands to reason that after she came out of the office and saw the scene, she must have rushed forward very angry. Even if the other party was Principal Dumbledore, she would give a merciless lecture.
But seeing this scene now, she was completely stunned and unable to move.
Quirrell was also frightened, trembling (this would be true).
Although he could easily smash the wall to pieces, the difficulty of destroying and transforming magic was not the same, let alone such an entire wall.
——Is this really what people do?
Professor McGonagall installed the gadget on the broom that came to him according to what McGuffin said, and when he was about to try it, McGuffin woke up.
He hastily added, "Professor McGonagall, I haven't tried it on a real broom yet... The last time was just the first experiment on Ron's toy magic broom... And this 'Magic Rocket Tin Bucket Propeller' didn't have a braking spell, so it could only accelerate but not decelerate, and the original broom's braking spell couldn't slow down the propeller at all, so it lost control last time..."
"The first experiment...McGuffin, you are really brave enough, and lucky enough, that inferior product made by crude alchemy did not blow you to pieces." Snape said sarcastically.
And Professor Flitwick pointed out sharply, "Mr. McGuffin Albert, Professor Snape is right, you are really lucky... If you really cast the braking spell on the few things you made, once activated, I am afraid that you will not have time to take off, and you will be blown to pieces under the collision of several spells..."
Hearing this, McGuffin's face turned pale, thanks to the fact that he invested talent points to complete the final production step (it was confirmed by the system), otherwise...
At this time, Professor McGonagall kicked off the ground and flew out of the castle.
The rocket propeller at the end of the broom ejected a white airflow, and the loud sound instantly resounded throughout the room, and all the curtains and sheets were blown up high.
(End of this chapter)
"Fifty cents each..." Professor McGonagall panted heavily with his long nose, announcing the punishment of several people.
Just like in the plot, Harry and Hermione were too happy when they came down from the tower, and they didn't wear the invisibility cloak, and were caught by Filch on patrol.
They were taken to Professor McGonagall's office.
And not long after, Neville Longbottom was also captured by Professor McGonagall.
He had come to remind Harry on purpose.
(Neville heard a piece of news - Malfoy will come to capture Harry and the others near the tallest tower tonight, and Harry and the others also brought a dragon.)
And from Professor McGonagall's point of view—it's all because Harry is trying to trick Malfoy out, make him unlucky, and make Neville also...
"Professor, no... Didn't I give you a letter from Charlie Weasley? Didn't it clearly state that what happened tonight was related to dragons?" Malfoy asked incredulously.
Hearing that Professor McGonagall became even more anxious, Harry seemed to see a Norbert laying on her head, and the tight hairpin was constantly burning.
Professor McGonagall raised the letter from Charlie in her hand.
(This is what Malfoy gave to Professor McGonagall to prove that he is not talking nonsense, or falling into a crazy fantasy)
"Ha! It sounds like that, but it's a pity that it's not Charlie Weasley's handwriting...Don't forget that I have taught Charlie Weasley for seven years, and I can't fail to recognize his handwriting. This student has left a deep impression on me. He is a student with excellent character and learning, a very good Quidditch Seeker, and he values Gryffindor's honor...Mr. Very disappointed.
——Okay, now the chain of evidence is intact!
(Harry found out afterwards that Charlie's hand was burned by the fire dragon at that time, so he had to let the magic quill write it for him...)
It seemed that this letter was a 'real hammer'. Harry and the others really wanted to trick Malfoy into the tower and make him bad luck.
If Harry hadn't been the party involved, maybe he would have really thought that was the case.
For Professor McGonagall's reprimand, Hermione lowered her head in shame, feeling very sad.
Neville looked at them pitifully, his eyes filled with disbelief - as if he was questioning Harry, is this really the case?
(This made Harry very sorry, he really wanted to tell them the truth loudly, but when he thought of Hagrid, he lowered his head and didn't distinguish between words)
As for Malfoy, he recalled in his mind that he knew what had happened.
——Did I really fall into the trap of these guys?
No, he saw the dragon with his own eyes.
--That is true!
When Malfoy was trying to discern something, he looked up and saw—
The huge shadow swaying under the fire made Professor McGonagall even more like a dragon. Her eyes were breathing fire, and she was about to turn several people into ashes.
Malfoy tactfully shut up immediately.
Professor McGonagall finally announced the decision-Harry will be locked up, and they will deduct fifty points each.
This kept Harry and the others awake at night.
……
After a day and a night of pain in the buttocks, McGuffin finally remembered that he had forgotten to remind Harry of their Invisibility Cloak.
——Unfortunately it is too late!
The next day, McGuffin learned about Harry and others being punished by Professor McGuffin from the Weasley twin brothers.
(These two guys came to inquire about Ron in name, but in fact they came to see what happened to the legendary eight-petaled buttocks?)
Afterwards, Harry and the others also came here with dejected faces looking for a quiet one.
——Gryffindor deducted 150 points at once, almost moving from No.1 to the last place.
Now they have completely become the least popular characters in Gryffindor,
Harry was very ashamed and sad, especially now that he seemed to hear other people pointing and pointing everywhere he went...
So they could only run here with Hermione to avoid gossip.
"Don't worry, people are always forgetful... Look at how many things I have done since the beginning of school. People will forget them within two months... What's more, the final exam is coming soon. I have experienced these rumors a lot. Believe me, Harry... Soon under the pressure of the exam, others will forget all of this..." McGuffin lay on the bed and used his own example to comfort Harry and Hermione.
"But you didn't deduct 150 points from Gryffindor all at once..." Harry was still brooding over the score.
"Don't say that, as long as you win this year's Quidditch final, Harry, you can earn these points, and then help Gryffindor reach No.1 again and win the House Cup, so no one will gossip about you."
McGuffin then changed the subject and said, "I have a way to win the Quidditch game steadily, do you want to hear it..."
Before McGuffin finished speaking, the finger on one side was almost healed (finally no longer swollen like a ball) Ron sighed helplessly, "Harry don't listen to McGuffin, he wants to trick you into investing in his 'Rocket Broom'... Earlier he wanted George and Fred to promote this broom to all the Gryffindor Quidditch players..."
"Harry, you also saw that day, how fast and powerful the 'Rocket Broomstick' I made...Even if the Seekers of the various Quidditch national teams compete with you, they will eat ashes behind your ass..."
McGuffin still wanted to "bounce" and struggle twice.
"Come on! MacGuffin..."
"The ass is eating ashes... I think it's the butt exploding! I could clearly feel the 'powerful' of your broom from the glass of the school hospital that day..." Ron didn't save any face for McGuffin for Harry's sake.
"It's chilling to imagine - everyone on the Gryffindor Quidditch team laying on their butts just like you..."
"If Harry listened to you - it would be the biggest joke in Hogwarts Quidditch history, the biggest sinner in Gryffindor history..."
Ron unceremoniously interrupted McGuffin's imaginative suggestion, pointing to the current status of McGuffin.
(Although the embarrassing 'hip protector' has been lost under McGuffin's strong request, Mrs. Penrad still told McGuffin not to move easily...)
This made McGuffin's face turn red from his neck to the back of his ears, but he couldn't say anything...
— Ron this fellow!
The atmosphere fell into an embarrassing situation for a while.
McGuffin was in a hurry. He didn't expect Ron to speak so bluntly, and he severely opened his current scar.
Ron is very angry that McGuffin only thinks of himself.
——When he was about to send off Norber, something like this actually happened.
He always thought that if the three of them went together, maybe Harry and the others wouldn't forget the Invisibility Cloak, and they wouldn't be discovered by Filch...
It seems that the relationship between Ron and McGuffin has deteriorated sharply over the past two days.
Harry tried a few words of persuasion, but it added fuel to the fire. He could only talk to Hermione and leave quickly to let them calm down.
……
"McGuffin Albert, do you know what crime you have committed?"
The two huge faces of Snape and Quirrell doubled in front of McGuffin, glowing with a green light, and two red lights shot out from the washbasin-sized eyes.
Scared McGuffin enough, he remembered for a long time that he was a wizard and could cast spells...
So he pulled out his wand, only to find that his wand turned into a long, yellow cuckoo chicken that was screaming everywhere.
goo goo goo...
— Fuck!
He threw out the thing made of rubber in his hand that was shaking everywhere.
He realized immediately that he was having a nightmare.
Two green giant faces immediately rushed towards him ferociously.
McGuffin woke up suddenly from the bed in a dizzy spin.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and was so wet that he could almost shake off a handful of water beads.
The dream just now reminded McGuffin of what happened that morning—the professors' "three trials" about McGuffin's test-firing rocket broom that day.
It's been a week since Professor McGonagall punished Harry and Hermione.
In the morning, McGuffin had just confirmed that his own buttocks had grown well, and when he finally got Mrs. Penrad's permission to leave here.
Snape filled the infirmary with a large group of professors, even a smiling Dumbledore among them.
"Explain...Mr. Albert, what is this..." Snape sneered and threw the pieces of the three thick iron cylinders at his feet.
Fuck!
——Then the powerful explosion didn't completely destroy it?
This is too magical!
"Professor McGonagall, I don't seem to have violated any school rules... I just learned a little magic by myself during the break... Uh"
All right!McGuffin looked at the faces of the professors and smiled embarrassingly,
He can't make it up.
"I heard something. It is said that you are currently recommending your rocket broom to the Quidditch team... You should still have it in stock, right?"
"Albert, can you take it out and let us admire your masterpiece, rest assured... as you said... you didn't violate any school rules, and you didn't cause any casualties among students."
"We came here just to see how you did it. According to Harry and Hermione's description, the flying broomstick you developed is ridiculously fast, far exceeding the current state-of-the-art flying broomstick..."
"And the explosion that day also proved that this thing is indeed too dangerous..."
At this time Dumbledore came to McGuffin and said suddenly with a smile.
—This old bee can't hide anything from him.
McGuffin found three thick iron cylinders hidden under his bed helplessly.
(This is what McGuffin entrusted Harry to help him bring. After all, this thing is too dangerous and extremely unstable. Although the magic power attached to it can only last for a week or two under the effect of alchemy, the mushroom cloud that day was too powerful. It is better to keep it by your side.)
(In case some scumbag touches it and triggers it, and blows up the Gryffindor dorm...)
McGuffin then explained to the professors how the thing worked.
"It has to rely on the broomstick to start it, otherwise it will just fly out and hit something, and explode..." McGuffin handed the gadget with a black heart workshop to Dumbledore.
After playing with Professor Dumbledore for a while, the tin cylinder was passed around among the professors for observation and research.
They whispered and made unabashed comments in front of the MacGuffin.
"This is a bit of the shadow of ancient magic... how did he learn it..." Quirrell's expression tightened.
"This is not magic! How can such unstable magic materials be combined together."
——From the traces above, they can roughly see the shadow of some ancient magic used, some ancient magic that has been transformed and transformed, and some rough alchemy enchanting...
Although I roughly understand what this thing can do.
But they still didn't understand how it could fly, and the power of the explosion that day was astonishing, how could such a little magic power cause such a big explosion?
"Sweep Seven Star Five - Fly here!"
In the end, after Professor McGonagall got Dumbledore's consent, she waved her wand and quickly flew a flying broom here from the window outside the corridor.
—in her hands.
At this time, Dumbledore used magic to disappear an entire wall of the school hospital with glass windows.
—It was completely empty, and the cold wind kept blowing in.
——It's so big!
McGuffin was stunned (⊙o⊙)! ! !
The other person who was shocked was Mrs. Pangrad. It stands to reason that after she came out of the office and saw the scene, she must have rushed forward very angry. Even if the other party was Principal Dumbledore, she would give a merciless lecture.
But seeing this scene now, she was completely stunned and unable to move.
Quirrell was also frightened, trembling (this would be true).
Although he could easily smash the wall to pieces, the difficulty of destroying and transforming magic was not the same, let alone such an entire wall.
——Is this really what people do?
Professor McGonagall installed the gadget on the broom that came to him according to what McGuffin said, and when he was about to try it, McGuffin woke up.
He hastily added, "Professor McGonagall, I haven't tried it on a real broom yet... The last time was just the first experiment on Ron's toy magic broom... And this 'Magic Rocket Tin Bucket Propeller' didn't have a braking spell, so it could only accelerate but not decelerate, and the original broom's braking spell couldn't slow down the propeller at all, so it lost control last time..."
"The first experiment...McGuffin, you are really brave enough, and lucky enough, that inferior product made by crude alchemy did not blow you to pieces." Snape said sarcastically.
And Professor Flitwick pointed out sharply, "Mr. McGuffin Albert, Professor Snape is right, you are really lucky... If you really cast the braking spell on the few things you made, once activated, I am afraid that you will not have time to take off, and you will be blown to pieces under the collision of several spells..."
Hearing this, McGuffin's face turned pale, thanks to the fact that he invested talent points to complete the final production step (it was confirmed by the system), otherwise...
At this time, Professor McGonagall kicked off the ground and flew out of the castle.
The rocket propeller at the end of the broom ejected a white airflow, and the loud sound instantly resounded throughout the room, and all the curtains and sheets were blown up high.
(End of this chapter)
