Chapter 62 Green Apples and Sausages

When Luo Bin went down the stairs to the second floor, he heard a quarrel at the corner of the corridor. Words such as big-mouthed tree frog, poor man, and show-off kept floating into his ears. He knew it was the three villains as soon as he heard it. The group is doing something.

When a friend is being bullied, how can you not step forward to help?

Luo Bin turned and walked towards the corridor on the second floor. When he was still two meters away from the corner, he saw a dark, hilly figure with short and curly hair. He was undoubtedly Gore.

Wait, he’s holding Defense Against the Dark Arts homework!

After half a month of observation, Luo Bin found that Quirrell had a habit of turning pages with saliva on his fingertips when turning over books and correcting homework. So the drug administration plan could be adjusted appropriately.

Luo Bin put his hand into the witch robe, deflated the dropper holster, sucked a dropper of Murphy Eli's potion, and put a spray holster on the outlet of the dropper. Then, he straightened his robe and looked at Walk around the corner.

"Malfoy, no one thinks your big-mouthed tree frog joke is funny. Ms. Hooch, the professor, and other classmates all agree that I caught the Golden Snitch. No one except Goyle and Crabbe will agree with you." Harry replied. retorted.

"Haha, I'm not showing off, I'm just spreading common sense. Someone has an empty head and doesn't allow others to learn from it, haha!" Hermione said angrily.

"Malfoy, you only know how to talk, and you don't even dare to go to the appointment for a wizard duel. You are a timid and stinky guy. If you don't see a bug, you will jump on Crabbe for comfort." Luo En said sarcastically.

Malfoy was so angry that his eyes were filled with anger, "Big-mouthed tree frog, showboat, poor guy, sooner or later I will beat you to the point where you kneel down and beg for mercy, oh, by the way, there is no one there."

Before Malfoy could finish his words, a small white insect crawled to his feet, waved its long tentacles in a mighty manner several times, and then swished up his trousers.

"Bugs, ah, dad, the bugs got into my clothes. Goyle, Crabbe, what are you doing standing still? Come over and help." Malfoy felt a sharp tingling sensation along his ankles and spread all over his body. While grabbing his clothes, he sternly urged his followers to come over and help.

The two big fat men, who were hugging each other to encourage each other, were staring blankly at the bridge of Brother Drag's nose, where a small, slender insect lay.

"Are you two deaf?"

When Malfoy wanted to continue scolding, a shadow that looked like a Muggle car wiper suddenly flashed across the corner of his eye, and he subconsciously reached out to touch it.

When he touched a hard, moving little insect, he immediately squeaked and struggled to shake it away. Then, he jumped hard and hung on Crabbe like a koala.

When the onlookers saw this, they all laughed at the eldest son of the Malfoy family, saying he was a coward who was even afraid of bugs.

Malfoy was so angry that he wanted to speak out and kill those people, but his legs were weak and he couldn't stand firmly. How could he have the authority to reprimand people?

"Hey, it's quite lively. The new homework is scattered all over the floor."

The silverfish spirit insect Xiaoshu succeeded and retired, and his new master Luo Bin appeared.

When Robin bent down to pick up his homework book, he sprayed it with Murphy Elixir. After picking it up, he shook it away and tidied it up before handing it back to Gore.

When the trio of villains were confused about his behavior, he whispered sinisterly: "If you give Hermione, Ron, and Harry nicknames again, I don't mind spreading your name of 'Splatoon'. To At that time, everyone knew about the embarrassing incident of you shitting your crotch on the express train!"

The trio of villains: (⊙ω⊙`), under the guise of helping to pick up things, they threaten, they are still shit, they poop their pants, they are devils, they are complete devils.

"If you dare to do that, my father will never let you go. Goyle, Crabbe, let's go."

Amid bursts of laughter, the figure of the father-in-law hanging on his body like a koala quickly disappeared around the corner.

"What did you tell him?" Hermione asked confused.

Robin caught a glimpse of the students onlookers who were still chattering, so he pulled Hermione to the lobby on the first floor and told her the origin of Malfoy's nickname "Splatoon".

"I suddenly lost my appetite for lunch." Hermione really didn't expect Malfoy to do such a disgusting thing.

"Cool, this is a good idea. Next time, if the annoying guy barks again, just use the word 'Splatoon' to stop his mouth." Ron said excitedly.

Harry thought that his life would be much easier without Malfoy's provocation in the future, but when he thought that after searching for a month, he still couldn't figure out who Nico Flamel was, he couldn't help but frown.

"I always feel that I have heard the name Nico Flamel somewhere, but I can't remember it even if I rack my brain." Harry said with a frown.

"Relax, you will find it, it just takes time."

After hearing this, Harry's mood not only did not improve, but also spread his sadness and anxiety to Hermione and Ron. In response, Robin said: "Young man, relax, sooner or later you will know who Nico Flamel is." A famous alchemist in the wizarding world.

"Don't be sad. Have you finished your homework? It will be collected in the afternoon."

Luo Bin's words were like a stone, stirring up thousands of waves.

Hermione stood up suddenly, "Oh, my God, how could I forget my Defense Against the Dark Arts homework?"

After being shocked, Little Pepper quickly ran towards the 8th floor.

"Robin, let us copy the homework!" Ron begged, tapping his chin on the table.

"I didn't write it either."

After saying that, he got up and walked slowly upstairs. After Ron and Harry looked at each other, they also hurriedly followed.

The next morning, the auditorium on the first floor!

The dining table was filled with delicious food, and the teachers and students were enjoying the food. Luo Bin sat opposite Hermione and 'accidentally' raised his head and caught a glimpse of the scene at the teacher's desk.

This kind of 'accidental' happened many times this morning. Every time, his eyes would pass over the others and fall on Quirinus Quirrell.

Quirrell seemed to have not slept all night. The dark bags under his eyes were drooping 3cm long. His face was as pale as putty on the wall, and he looked like a dead man whose kidneys had been dug out.

His nerves were tense, his eyes were panicked, and at the slightest sound, even the slight clang of Snape putting down his knife and fork, he was so scared that he clenched his collar tightly, his eyes were slightly moist, and he looked like he was dying to cry.

The Murphy-Eri scroll says: The potency will reach its peak after taking it for a week.

At present, the effect of the medicine is still in the appetizer stage. After enjoying Quirrell's "Start" performance, he is ready to enjoy the food quietly.

Turning around, I saw that the glass that had bottomed out was once again filled with green juice.

"Hermione!"

"Robin, I'm doing this for your own good. Green apple juice is rich in vitamins, pectin, and minerals."

Snapped!

A sausage as thick as a thumb blocked Baba's cherry lips.

The sausage is salty, the meat is juicy, and the oil will sizzle when you bite it.

"Robin, how about we switch breakfasts from now on? I'll give you my green apple juice, and you give me your sausage." Hermione said with wide eyes.

Green apple juice?

sausage?

The slightly unfamiliar words made Luo Bin unconsciously think of the simple painting Fangzhongshu, the seventeenth posture of Danxue Fengyou, tsk, just thinking about it makes people...