Chapter 155 Insertion

After coming out of Dika's place, Robert felt like his head was getting bigger.

According to this teacher, if Voldemort was in a ghost state possessing Quirrell and living peacefully with him, then Hogwarts' defense would never work against him.

Although Dika said that he could help Robert find out about Quirrell, he couldn't guarantee what he could find out.

"To be honest, I can only feel that Quirrell has not been manipulated by anyone." Dika shrugged, "I am also a puppet master after all, and I am best at manipulating others. I can be sure that the very timid professor has not been manipulated by anyone. control."

As he said that, he showed an interested expression, "But, the two-faced man and so on...sounds very interesting..."

"Well... let's leave this kind of thing to the principal to worry about." Robert put the matter behind him and decided to follow the original plan to trouble the Slytherins.

after all……

Robert narrowed his eyes. He was not the same person as Voldemort.

The death of his parents might be related to Voldemort, and his adoptive parents were both Muggles, so it was unrealistic and unnecessary to befriend Voldemort.

The little badgers successfully completed their potions class in the afternoon, and by the way, they took it with Ravenclaw.

Ravenclaw chose an extra prefect this year because their last prefect, Jason Walton, was affected by unknown forces and was in intermittent mania. For the safety of other students, Hogwarts Keep his enrollment in school, but he should be refused permission to return to school until he fully recovers.

"I heard that you are going to have a fight with the Slytherins?" Roger called to Robert, and there were several Ravenclaw students behind him. They showed kind smiles to Robert, "Want to help? "

"Hmm?" Robert raised his eyebrows, "Why, are you also interested in looking for trouble with Slytherin?"

Roger chuckled, "They are doing it for their idols, but as for me..."

"I'm Ravenclaw's chaser. I just see Marcus being unhappy." Roger made no secret of his dissatisfaction with someone.

Robert stared into his eyes, not sure if this was the truth, "Then it's a little early for you to take revenge. It's only October, and the Quidditch game is at least half a month away, I mean."

Roger showed a meaningful smile, "Yes, if you lie down for half a month, you won't have to play the game, right?"

The young man has great ideas!

"Well, he's yours." Robert was not interested in knowing what method Roger would use to make Marcus lie down for half a month. After all, Madam Pomfrey was not a vegetarian. He pointed to the outside of the greenhouse and greeted Looking at the Ravenclaw guys, "Together?"

Hufflepuff successfully roped in the Ravenclaw eaglets,

The two parties exchanged their respective specialties in a friendly manner and headed towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Although it was said to be a fight between people from two colleges, not many people actually came. After all, everyone had to take elective courses. In order not to cause more trouble to the kind-hearted Professor Sprout, the little badgers did not Will skip class.

Of course, none of the deductions, reprimands, and confinement will be spared afterwards.

When I arrived at the classroom, I opened the door. Inside were the little wizards who had already arrived in the classroom. Their eyes were bright and they seemed to be very curious about this duel.

The desks have been cleared, and there are about ten Slytherin people. Watching Robert and others arrive, just as he is about to speak, he sees the eaglets on the side.

The faces of the little snakes turned dark instantly, and Marcus yelled with a constipated expression, "Eagle Yard! This is a duel between us and Hufflepuff. Do you want to interfere?"

"Hey, hey, you can't say that, Marcus." Robert shook his finger, "First of all, we are not fighting, we are just Professor Quirrell's demonstration props. I have already asked Professor Quirrell for instructions on this. .”

The professor with a weak look on his face poked his head out from behind the podium, showing an awkward smile, "You-you-you, do whatever you want-"

Then he shrank back with a "swish" sound.

"Secondly, Roger and the others are not with us." This sentence made the Slytherins breathe a sigh of relief, but before they were ready to give it a try, they heard Robert say, "They are here to avenge their idol."

The Slytherins almost cursed, what the hell, are you taking the opportunity to cause trouble for us?

"Everyone is petrified!" I don't know who shouted out first, and a ball of silver light flashed across the classroom, kicking off the fight.

Roger shook his head, made a tut-tsk sound, and waved his wand, "Do you need a little obstacle?"

"Maybe a little dance is the best, remember to twist." Another Ravenclaw student chuckled, and a spell hit Slater, who fell to the ground because his legs and feet were entangled. Student Lin, this forced him to lie on the ground and kick his legs around, looking very funny.

More than a dozen black snakes were wandering on the ground, and were swept away by various spells, turning into stone or disappearing.

The little badgers gathered together in twos and threes, two of them took turns using the Iron Armor Curse, and the other kept using various spells to restrict the Slytherins' movements.

The transparent barrier collided with the magic spell and offset it. It looked extremely gorgeous, but it was a bit blinding.

The freshmen stared and opened their mouths. They had no idea that their seniors would engage in such a level of melee.

Marcus himself, Robert, has no interest anymore. I heard that his playing skills are quite poor. He brings many bad memories to other team members due to his physical strength.

The same goes for Quidditch, and so does his spells. He exudes a fierce aura and throws all kinds of spells without fear of death. Relying on his fast running, he was not hit by the spells for a while.

Roger seemed to really have a grudge against Marcus, and he actually chased him all over the house. If it weren't for the Ravenclaws who followed him to help block the curse that came from nowhere, he might have been beaten long ago. Got down.

Robert's goal was determined from the beginning. I saw him ducking down, nimbly dodging the spell. If he couldn't avoid it, he would use the Iron Armor Hex to worry about it. He quietly came to a familiar guy and said, "Drian!"

I don’t know if he was beaten too many times, but Derian seemed to be frightened by his voice, and he suddenly shuddered. By the time he reacted, Robert had already cast a stun spell to make him fall asleep obediently. .

By the time everyone had a pleasant and relaxed exchange with their old rival, the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was already covered with people lying on the floor.

Professor Quirrell finally emerged from behind the podium and said to the young wizards a little awkwardly, "I have to thank the seniors."

The little wizards burst into unimaginable enthusiasm.