Chapter 110 Pumpkins Shouldn't Be Decorations
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Qing Mo Da Xian
After the flying lessons, the little lions came to the auditorium to wait immediately.
Hagrid was carrying the big pumpkin;
Sprout is hollowing them out;
McGonagall is using Transfiguration to make the decorations moveable;
Flitwick added various magical spell effects to her works.
Most of the professors are busy, only the two at the staff table are sitting all the time.
Snape, needless to say, was not a keen man.
The other was a slim woman with large glasses and countless chains and beads around her neck.
Vincent remembers seeing her only at the entrance banquet.
Her hair was shaggy, and she was at least three grades taller than Hermione.
She was very out of tune with her surroundings, and was three grades higher than Hermione when she first entered school.
"Mr. Wayne, please don't look at me like that."
Vincent withdrew his gaze from looking at Hermione, and looked up at the ceiling with a dozen or so bats floating on it.
"Wow, no wonder the old bat came here before us!"
"Hehe." Hermione looked towards the staff table, "She is Professor Trelawney of Divination."
"Divination? Oh, it's an elective course for the third grade."
In Vincent's memory, these nagging characters always look like this.
Inexplicably shaking his body, he made a sensational prophecy.
"I don't know how many courses to take." Hermione looked back with a troubled face, "What do you think I should take?"
"You can choose all of them." Vincent stood up and walked towards Mag.
"Professor, can I come and help?"
"of course can."
She also got up and chose to help.
Harry and Ron exchanged glances.
"I think we—"
"go together."
This year's Gryffindor cubs became enthusiastic unknowingly.
Mag smiled and looked at everything in front of him.
Vincent who conjures little bats;
Hermione who added the Levitation Charm to them;
Harry and Ron who turned the big pumpkin into a Halloween pumpkin;
James and Alfred set them up;
Under the guidance of Flitwick, learn a Lavender and Parvati who add special effects magic to objects, etc.
In all these years at Hogwarts, it was the first time she had seen the Gryffindor students so united.
Snape at the staff table was upset.
This limelight was snatched away by the stupid little lion again.
Draco, who came in after taking a shower, was stared at uncomfortably.
He couldn't understand what his head was thinking, but he knew what Gryffindor was doing.
"Professor McGonagall, I want to help too!"
Vincent casually pointed to the ceiling, "Can bats change?"
"Don't underestimate me, Wayne." Draco squeezed his wand in disbelief.
"Do you dare to change more than anyone else!"
While he was still waiting for a reply, Vincent conjured up two little bats.
"Damn it, I haven't even started yet!"
"I didn't even promise you."
Snape's face darkened.
Can't you go to Harry?I have to find abuse.
Students from other grades came to the auditorium one after another. Seeing the freshmen helping the professor with the arrangement, they all chose to join in.
Seeing that the efficiency has been greatly improved, the professors also stopped what they were doing.
"Mr. Longbottom, this big bat is very nice!"
"Diggory, this is the most perfect Halloween pumpkin I've seen tonight."
"Very beautiful magic special effects, Zhang."
Seeing Quirrell walk in, Fred and George smiled instantly on their big faces.
"Professor, you are late~"
"No, Professor Dumbledore hasn't arrived yet."
His unblushing and breathless appearance made the twins agree with Vincent's guess very much.
Something big is bound to happen at the banquet tonight.
Quirrell didn't care about their eye contact, and even walked straight to the staff table and sat firmly next to Snape.
"Ah——Severus, why are you so stern on such a happy day?"
Snape squinted at him, "Quirinas, I advise you to stop now, so as not to overturn the hard-won image again."
"I'm not like you, Severus."
Quirrell looked at Dumbledore who just came in, "I guess you must want to do something at this time?"
"Oh—hypocrisy." Snape smacked his lips, "How long can you keep it a secret?"
Quirrell, who was silent, stood up and greeted Dumbledore, "Professor, this is the best banquet I have ever seen!"
"Thank you for your evaluation, Quirinus." Dumbledore cast a cryptic glance at Snape.
Then his benevolent eyes swept over all the students who were busy, "Everyone's growth is great, and this is what we are most eager to see."
"Yes." Quirrell smiled and looked at Vincent who conjured five little bats at once, "For them, I am willing to do anything."
Dumbledore was a little surprised, "Quirinas, are you telling the truth?"
"It's always been like this." He looked very sincere, "Professor, we are the same type of people."
Dumbledore, who smiled without saying a word, took a deep look, then turned his back and walked to his seat.
"The voice is loud—"
He lowered his elder wand, pointing at his throat, "I suppose everyone's hungry?
Thank you for your help, now let's officially start the banquet! "
Students and professors who are still busy are sitting at a long table surrounded by countless Halloween pumpkins.
"Why don't we sit inside?" Vincent reached out and patted the Halloween pumpkin behind him.
The pumpkins that Hagrid worked so hard to plant were really a bit of a waste if they were only used as decorations.
"Hey, didn't you say—"
Seeing the wink from him, Hermione knew that this man was going to sneak away again.
Vincent tapped the big pumpkin behind him with his wand, and winked at Dumbledore at the staff table.
He got into it with food, and then sealed the gap.
"Strange——" Neville picked up a small piece of potato, "he usually invites us to come together."
"It's so crowded in there, and you're not a girl."
James picked up his wand and knocked on the big pumpkin like a model, "But to be honest, I'm curious how he did it."
"It's a simple polymorph." Hermione drew their attention.
"When transforming, move the missing part to another place, and it will return to the original after canceling."
Alfred knocked on another Halloween pumpkin, successfully conjuring a small opening.
"It's pretty simple."
He tapped his wand on the pumpkin Vincent had put in, but nothing happened.
"What are you doing?"
"Uh-nothing." Alfred was taken aback by the big face protruding from the pumpkin's mouth.
Vincent retracted his little head, "It's very comfortable inside, you can try it."
A big pumpkin with a width of three to four meters can just accommodate one person to move around at will.
Except for Hagrid, of course.
Pumpkins are limited, and the students run out quickly.
Dumbledore at the staff table took a sip of his wine.
He didn't know if any students had sneaked out, he only knew that those who should have slipped out had already slipped out.
……
……
Hagrid was carrying the big pumpkin;
Sprout is hollowing them out;
McGonagall is using Transfiguration to make the decorations moveable;
Flitwick added various magical spell effects to her works.
Most of the professors are busy, only the two at the staff table are sitting all the time.
Snape, needless to say, was not a keen man.
The other was a slim woman with large glasses and countless chains and beads around her neck.
Vincent remembers seeing her only at the entrance banquet.
Her hair was shaggy, and she was at least three grades taller than Hermione.
She was very out of tune with her surroundings, and was three grades higher than Hermione when she first entered school.
"Mr. Wayne, please don't look at me like that."
Vincent withdrew his gaze from looking at Hermione, and looked up at the ceiling with a dozen or so bats floating on it.
"Wow, no wonder the old bat came here before us!"
"Hehe." Hermione looked towards the staff table, "She is Professor Trelawney of Divination."
"Divination? Oh, it's an elective course for the third grade."
In Vincent's memory, these nagging characters always look like this.
Inexplicably shaking his body, he made a sensational prophecy.
"I don't know how many courses to take." Hermione looked back with a troubled face, "What do you think I should take?"
"You can choose all of them." Vincent stood up and walked towards Mag.
"Professor, can I come and help?"
"of course can."
She also got up and chose to help.
Harry and Ron exchanged glances.
"I think we—"
"go together."
This year's Gryffindor cubs became enthusiastic unknowingly.
Mag smiled and looked at everything in front of him.
Vincent who conjures little bats;
Hermione who added the Levitation Charm to them;
Harry and Ron who turned the big pumpkin into a Halloween pumpkin;
James and Alfred set them up;
Under the guidance of Flitwick, learn a Lavender and Parvati who add special effects magic to objects, etc.
In all these years at Hogwarts, it was the first time she had seen the Gryffindor students so united.
Snape at the staff table was upset.
This limelight was snatched away by the stupid little lion again.
Draco, who came in after taking a shower, was stared at uncomfortably.
He couldn't understand what his head was thinking, but he knew what Gryffindor was doing.
"Professor McGonagall, I want to help too!"
Vincent casually pointed to the ceiling, "Can bats change?"
"Don't underestimate me, Wayne." Draco squeezed his wand in disbelief.
"Do you dare to change more than anyone else!"
While he was still waiting for a reply, Vincent conjured up two little bats.
"Damn it, I haven't even started yet!"
"I didn't even promise you."
Snape's face darkened.
Can't you go to Harry?I have to find abuse.
Students from other grades came to the auditorium one after another. Seeing the freshmen helping the professor with the arrangement, they all chose to join in.
Seeing that the efficiency has been greatly improved, the professors also stopped what they were doing.
"Mr. Longbottom, this big bat is very nice!"
"Diggory, this is the most perfect Halloween pumpkin I've seen tonight."
"Very beautiful magic special effects, Zhang."
Seeing Quirrell walk in, Fred and George smiled instantly on their big faces.
"Professor, you are late~"
"No, Professor Dumbledore hasn't arrived yet."
His unblushing and breathless appearance made the twins agree with Vincent's guess very much.
Something big is bound to happen at the banquet tonight.
Quirrell didn't care about their eye contact, and even walked straight to the staff table and sat firmly next to Snape.
"Ah——Severus, why are you so stern on such a happy day?"
Snape squinted at him, "Quirinas, I advise you to stop now, so as not to overturn the hard-won image again."
"I'm not like you, Severus."
Quirrell looked at Dumbledore who just came in, "I guess you must want to do something at this time?"
"Oh—hypocrisy." Snape smacked his lips, "How long can you keep it a secret?"
Quirrell, who was silent, stood up and greeted Dumbledore, "Professor, this is the best banquet I have ever seen!"
"Thank you for your evaluation, Quirinus." Dumbledore cast a cryptic glance at Snape.
Then his benevolent eyes swept over all the students who were busy, "Everyone's growth is great, and this is what we are most eager to see."
"Yes." Quirrell smiled and looked at Vincent who conjured five little bats at once, "For them, I am willing to do anything."
Dumbledore was a little surprised, "Quirinas, are you telling the truth?"
"It's always been like this." He looked very sincere, "Professor, we are the same type of people."
Dumbledore, who smiled without saying a word, took a deep look, then turned his back and walked to his seat.
"The voice is loud—"
He lowered his elder wand, pointing at his throat, "I suppose everyone's hungry?
Thank you for your help, now let's officially start the banquet! "
Students and professors who are still busy are sitting at a long table surrounded by countless Halloween pumpkins.
"Why don't we sit inside?" Vincent reached out and patted the Halloween pumpkin behind him.
The pumpkins that Hagrid worked so hard to plant were really a bit of a waste if they were only used as decorations.
"Hey, didn't you say—"
Seeing the wink from him, Hermione knew that this man was going to sneak away again.
Vincent tapped the big pumpkin behind him with his wand, and winked at Dumbledore at the staff table.
He got into it with food, and then sealed the gap.
"Strange——" Neville picked up a small piece of potato, "he usually invites us to come together."
"It's so crowded in there, and you're not a girl."
James picked up his wand and knocked on the big pumpkin like a model, "But to be honest, I'm curious how he did it."
"It's a simple polymorph." Hermione drew their attention.
"When transforming, move the missing part to another place, and it will return to the original after canceling."
Alfred knocked on another Halloween pumpkin, successfully conjuring a small opening.
"It's pretty simple."
He tapped his wand on the pumpkin Vincent had put in, but nothing happened.
"What are you doing?"
"Uh-nothing." Alfred was taken aback by the big face protruding from the pumpkin's mouth.
Vincent retracted his little head, "It's very comfortable inside, you can try it."
A big pumpkin with a width of three to four meters can just accommodate one person to move around at will.
Except for Hagrid, of course.
Pumpkins are limited, and the students run out quickly.
Dumbledore at the staff table took a sip of his wine.
He didn't know if any students had sneaked out, he only knew that those who should have slipped out had already slipped out.
……
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