Chapter 167: Professor Flitwick is turning green (Fourth update)

Friday's classes are much easier than other days. Wright and Chang Chu only need to take one Transfiguration class and one Charms class before they can usher in the first weekend of third grade.

Originally, third-year students were allowed to go to Hogsmeade Village to spend the weekend, but the start of the Hogsmeade weekend is usually around Halloween, that is, at the end of October.

So Wright and Chang Chu still couldn't go to Hogsmeade together this weekend, nor could they huddle closely together at the small round table in Mrs. Puddy's teahouse for a date. You must know that Wright has been looking forward to that day for a long time, but Chang Chu has been unwilling to sneak out of the school with him before, as if it was some great evil.

However, I have to say that the professors at Hogwarts are very careful when arranging their courses. Transfiguration and Charms classes are in the morning and afternoon respectively, so that students cannot enjoy the extra half day. holiday.

On Friday afternoon, when Wright and Chang Chu walked into the Charms classroom, they did not see their dean as usual. You must know that Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall are almost the two professors with the best teaching quality in Hogwarts. Usually, they are already waiting in the classroom before the students come to the classroom.

However, something unexpected happened today.

Wright and Chang Chu found a table in the front row and sat down, calmly waiting for class time to arrive.

A second before the bell rang, Professor Flitwick hurried into the classroom and once again stood on the tall pile of books on the desk.

Then everyone sitting in the classroom instantly saw the fluttering green packet between Professor Flitwick's eyebrows. Apart from anything else, Professor Flitwick's appearance at this time was quite funny, as if someone was watching him. It seemed like a small green gem was deliberately glued on the center of his eyebrows. If you add Professor Flitwick's gray hair, the comical feeling is even stronger.

The suppressed laughter in the classroom suddenly broke out one after another.

Even Wright couldn't help laughing.

In many Chinese stories, there is a word specially used to describe people's bad luck, called Yintang Fahei. However, Professor Flitwick's appearance at this time made Wright think of a word: the hall is green.

Professor Flitwick smiled bitterly and touched the skin near his eyebrows. Of course he knew what the students in the audience were laughing at.

"Students, although you think I look funny, I still have to warn you." Professor Flitwick said in his characteristic high-pitched voice, "During our study of Charms, A wand is always your indispensable companion and assistant. Once your wand is accidentally damaged, it is very necessary to replace it in time. "

"Otherwise, you will be like me." Professor Flitwick touched his forehead again.

Wright couldn't help laughing again when he heard several classmates behind him.

"Mr. Weasley, a second-year student, had his wand almost completely damaged due to unknown reasons. Although he used magic tape to glue the broken wand back together, this behavior is still very dangerous." Foli Professor Wei said solemnly, "Just this morning, the damaged wand flew out of Mr. Weasley's hand and hit me between the eyebrows."

The thin laughter in the classroom finally stopped completely at this moment.

"But luckily it was me who was hit. Otherwise, if the expansion spell modified by the damaged wand hit other students, I can't guarantee that they will survive smoothly." Professor Flitwick said with a serious face.

Professor Flitwick knew that his goblin heritage gave him superior magical resistance, but the other students did not share his unique gift. As he said, if the damaged wand that flew out of Ron's hand in the morning had hit another student, the consequences would be far more than just such a small bloated green bag.

"I was in the school infirmary with Madam Pomfrey dealing with this green bag the entire noon, so I was almost late. But as you can see, it still hasn't disappeared." Professor Flitwick pointed at himself between the eyebrows.

The green bag jumped again at the moment he pointed it, and Professor Flitwick hissed. He didn't frown, because frowning would only make the pain worse.

"The only good news is that this green bag seems to be able to gradually shrink over time," Professor Flitwick said after a moment, "but the bad news is that during the shrinking process of this green bag, Pon and I Mrs. Frey's efforts had almost no effect."

"Students," Professor Flitwick said earnestly, "Magic is dangerous, so be careful when casting it!"

"Let's start class now!" After Professor Flitwick said this, his face twisted again. It seemed that the green bag not only looked ugly, but also really hurt.

This spell lesson came to an end with Professor Flitwick's constant hissing.

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Early the next morning, in the boys' dormitory of Ravenclaw.

Wright originally wanted to sleep a little longer. It was human nature to stay in bed, but an uninvited guest broke his desire to sleep again.

"Huh? Who is it? What's wrong?" After being pushed several times, Wright opened his eyes in a daze, "Huh? Chang Chu? Am I dreaming about you or am I awake?"

Chang Chu blushed, this man was talking nonsense so early in the morning.

"Lazy pig! Get up! The sun is shining on your butt!" Chang Chu pushed Wright hard again.

"Oh, it turns out it's not a dream." Wright sat up from the bed with some regret, talking nonsense to Chang Chu with his hair messy from sleep, "It would be great if it was a dream, I can play with you Idiom Solitaire. I’ll go first and do whatever I want!”

"For you big-headed guy!" Chang Chu took Wright's right hand and pulled him up from the bed. "Get up quickly. If it's any later, we won't be able to catch up with Quidditch practice."

Wright got out of bed in a daze, not caring that Chang Chu was standing beside him, and started changing into his pajamas. Just when he was halfway through taking off his pants, he remembered what Chang Chu had just said.

"Hey, no, Quidditch training?" Wright propped up one leg, twisted his neck, looked at Chang Chu blankly and asked, "What does your Quidditch training have to do with me?"

"Why doesn't it matter! Didn't you make my broomstick? As a personal maintenance technician, shouldn't you be there to observe every move of the broomstick anytime and anywhere?" Chang Chu stretched out his right hand and placed it on Wright's bare arm. He patted hard and made a crisp "pop" sound, "Hurry up and put on your clothes, and then go to the stadium with me!"

"Oh." Wright then put his other leg into his pants.

Tsk! Although he looks thin on the outside, I didn’t expect that he is quite handsome on the inside! Chang Chu clasped her hands together and secretly squeezed her right hand. She originally wanted to take the picture in another position, but what a pity!