Chapter 237 Practical Activities

"I really can't control these naughty kids." Percy complained to Penello with a headache. "What did you say? They don't need a prefect to tell them what to do."

Penello looked at him with a smile, seeming to find his expression very interesting.

"Penello..." Percy stared at her resentfully.

"I heard you got a good job, Percy." Robert patted him on the back, and Percy felt his internal injuries aggravated by the blow.

"Am I not suitable to be a prefect?" He had some self-doubt. "These brats actually said they don't need a prefect?"

"Senior Percy." Harry came up behind the three of them. He was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I seem to have caused you trouble."

Behind him was a tearful Neville.

"Prefect...prefect..." Neville said while crying, "I, I, I... I shouldn't go out for night walks at night..."

Percy's eyes twitched, this Longbottom child was so scary.

After comforting Neville, Percy saw Hermione approaching cautiously holding a book.

"Okay." Percy rubbed his temples, "Miss Granger, what can I do for you?"

Hermione shrank her neck and whispered, "Well, thank you, Prefect Percy, for helping me out."

Percy shook his head, "That's what I should do, besides." He looked at Robert and said in a teasing tone, "Your neighbor asked me to take good care of you."

Robert rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Hermione didn't seem to hear his teasing, but looked worried.

"What's wrong, Hermione?" Robert was a little confused, "Is your roommate bullying you?"

"No, it's not me." Hermione shook her head, "It's Parvati."

"The Indian twin?" Robert remembered something. "I remember she has a sister in Ravenclaw."

These twin sisters are very good-looking and are considered to be the most popular people this year.

Well, it was actually Summers who was interested in her sister Padma Patil, and everyone spent a lot of time looking up information about the sisters.

"She spoke for me before and annoyed Lavender..." Hermione sighed, "Now Lavender has united many people to boycott her."

Percy looked even more troubled.

"Hey, Percy, if you don't care anymore, the whole school will be laughing at Gryffindor." Robert complained, making Percy continue to have a headache. Then he looked at Hermione, "If necessary, You can drag her over to our events.”

"Activity?" Hermione seemed a little moved, but after thinking about it, she still shook her head, "Parvati doesn't like this kind of atmosphere very much. It's all an atmosphere of endorsement."

"It's not this kind of activity." Robert waved his hand, "It's the real activity of our examination research association."

Hermione became interested, "What was that? A real event?"

After hearing their conversation, some elders from the association became interested.

"Are we going to start practical activities this year?"

"Has your application been successful?"

"Long live Professor McGonagall!"

"Well done! President!"

For a moment, the classroom burst into cheers, and the freshmen looked at the seniors in a daze, not knowing what was going on.

"Well, this is the activity sheet. If you have no objections, you can sign here." After a pause, Robert said, "By the way, in order to increase the difficulty, I would like to hire Peeves as a special assistant for our practical activities."

As he said that, he tilted his head and said, "Of course, this is just a suggestion..."

It was an idea that Robert suddenly came up with to make Peeves a special teaching assistant for the practical activities of the Examination Society.

Everyone had different opinions on this, and Robert was going to discuss the terms with Peeves first.

As the little wizards become more and more proficient in magic spells, they need more practical training, but always fighting goblins is a bit too bullying of those little guys. Therefore, Robert has been looking for a more solid sparring partner. .

Then, he thought of Peeves.

Because of his wreaking havoc at Christmas, Peeves was imprisoned by Principal Dumbledore. He was originally supposed to be imprisoned until the end of the final exams. But the kind-hearted fat monk kept interceding for it, and finally, the guy was released early.

However, the headmaster did not tell anyone else about these things. After all, Peeves' destruction also involved the loss of Harry Potter's wand.

He didn't want his students to know this.

When Robert saw it, the guy was hiding in the armor and sulking.

"Congratulations on being released early." Robert looked at it doubtfully, "But why are you being detained?"

Peeves snorted and turned his head, as if he didn't want to pay attention to him.

Naturally, Robert would not let it go, so he approached it and continued to ask, "Tell me about it."

"Peeves did nothing wrong!" Peeves was angry, like an angry little daughter-in-law. "The wand rolled to Peeves' feet by itself! That is Peeves' trophy! Peeves has the right to handle the trophy. s right!"

Robert scratched his head, "I don't understand what you are saying at all."

Peeves' eyes widened, "Peeves's trophy is lost!"

"Uh, okay." Robert shook his head, "Let's figure it out. You picked up the little wizard's wand on the ground, and then used it to do something outrageous, so you were locked up? "

"That's not too much!" Peeves yelled, "I want to enter the tower, but that damn fat guy won't let me in!"

"Oh, huh?" Robert was stunned, with a strange expression on his face, "So, you hit the fat lady?"

"No! Yes!" Peeves shouted with his hands on his hips, "I just threw a spell at her!"

Robert's expression changed constantly, from shock to relief, "So, you blew up the Gryffindor Tower?"

Peeves smiled evilly, "That's my New Year's gift to those little bastards."

Rubbing his temples, Robert wondered if he might have thought too much in finding Peeves as a foreign aid.

I'm afraid this guy will have to duel with the little wizards if he gets too carried away!

"Forget it." Robert took out a stone from his pocket, "To be honest, I don't even want to receive New Year's gifts. You don't even know how magical the customs in the flower-growing country are. I just had a chat with the elders. I was greeted with a pile of rocks."

Robert couldn't help but complain, "Shouldn't the New Year be about giving red envelopes and lucky money? What kind of magical manipulation is giving out stones?"

Peeves didn't hear his complaint. He only heard the words "New Year's gift."

"So? Is this a gift for me?!" Peeves said with joy, "Peeves also has a New Year's gift?"