Chapter 310
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Defense Against the Dark Arts hadn't had a new activity for two weeks, ever since rumors spread around the school that Lockhart was scaring second years with a dancing zombie.
Maybe he gave up completely. His latest class is either self-study or asking students to read textbooks aloud.
Yes, 7 textbooks on the book list.
Gryffindor College collectively started the bad mode.
read aloud?Read his Merlin's big pants.
Such a shameful thing, Slytherin insisted on giving up after two classes.
However, every time Lockhart raised a question, they would immediately raise their hands to answer it.
Hufflepuff was fine, at least on the surface.
Ravenclaw is amazing, reading the textbook with his mouth, but looking at other textbooks.
There's history of magic, and there's astronomy.
From their point of view, maybe these two are more interesting than Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Halloween is Friday.
The moment Lockhart came to the podium, he habitually announced the class self-study.
Vincent in the first row simply took out the big melting furnace and began to smelt iron-copper alloy in a grand manner.
So did Hermione.
She took out a small melting furnace from a small white semicircular cloth bag, and then took out iron and copper pieces one after another.
The little cloth bag casts the traceless stretching spell, which is a birthday present from Vincent.
The shape is the same as that of the blue fat man, and it can be attached to any position of the body.
Seeing that these two were so blatant, Lockhart gritted his teeth and took out the little black book from his robe.
Every time he wrote a sentence, he would pause for a few seconds.
Sometimes doubts, sometimes unwilling.
But gradually, the eyes became brighter and brighter.
As he closed the notebook, he glanced at Vincent and Hermione.
The two have a lot in common.
He also performed well since childhood, also came from a Muggle family, and was also a student of Gryffindor.
But these are not the most critical.
Above all, their distaste for overflowing themselves.
The moment the bell rang, Lockhart added 20 points to Slytherin as usual, and then left the classroom with Gryffindor's indifferent performance.
Draco walked down the aisle with his head held high.
He glanced at Harry and Ron, who were playing cards.
"This garbage card is only willing to be played by garbage people."
Before Vincent could move, Hermione who was next to her stood up with a "swish".
"Malfoy, didn't you brush your teeth today?"
Draco glanced over with contemptuous little eyes, "Die, I don't bother to use your Muggle junk."
Hermione glanced at him from top to bottom,
"Your ancestors came to Britain from France with William the Conqueror, and didn't give up their titles in the Muggle world until the birth of the "Secrecy Act".
Without William I, the Muggle, your family still lives in France to this day. "
"Shut up!" Draco scratched his face as if he was being talked about, "Without our help, that Muggle would have died long ago!"
"So?" Hermione puffed out her chest, barely equal to his height,
"Didn't the privileges you enjoyed before come from the later Muggle royal family?"
Pick up the bowl to eat, put down the bowl and scold your mother.
Anyone who knows this period of history will think that Malfoy is a family of scumbags, and they will fall to whichever side is beneficial.
But in Draco's view, the Malfoys just happen to make the right choice every time.
Those who were unhappy with them were all jealous of their eyes.
"Stupid!" He sneered, "This is the wizarding world, you want to restrain us with the stupid Muggle morality?
Granger, apart from studying, where else is your brain brilliant! "
"Of course there is." Vincent smiled and stood up, "She has a group of friends who are not for profit, don't you have one too?"
"Wayne—" Draco gritted his teeth in hatred.
"As long as you make a wrong choice once, your family will go to hell, right?"
"Hmph!" He snorted coldly and left the classroom quickly.
Although Crabbe and Goyle followed, the figure was obviously flustered.
Blaise and Pansy walking in front of Vincent.
Theodore, who left around the back door, didn't pay any attention, but just set his eyes on Daphne.
When she came, he said in a low voice:
"Your thoughts don't live in the old age like theirs, why pretend to be the same kind of people?"
Daphne paused, then hurried after Pansy.
"The court of owls welcomes all and is not as extreme as the black swan."
Vincent watched as her back disappeared, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
The nearest James and Alfred, Qiqi shook his confused little heads.
"Have you taken a fancy to her?"
"My old Merlin! The Greengrass family is not a good choice!"
Vincent's expression instantly collapsed, "We have to bring in some Slytherin students, right?"
"Oh." Neville nodded suddenly, "I see, I thought you were going to play with them."
"Narrow!" Vincent yelled at him, "Do I seem to be such a superficial person! Huh?"
"No - not like." Neville scrunched his neck.
Vincent felt his blood pressure was a little high.
Before Daphne can be dealt with, this big ticket cub has to be dealt with first.
Especially Fred and George.
As long as they are persuaded, it is estimated that the difficulty will be reduced from the hell level to the difficult level.
Harry and Ron were fine with his actions.
Because of the Halloween party later, they're going to Nick's birthday party.
"Harry, it's raining."
"Yeah, it's getting bigger and bigger."
……
……
Owl Court Activity Room.
"Are you crazy?"
"NO, I have not."
Fred and George looked more seriously than ever.
They all saw firmness on Vincent's face, and a kind of confidence that was hard to describe in words.
"Dude, did you know that their parents had many Death Eaters?"
"I read the Daily Prophet every day, and I know very well who those code names are referring to."
The goddess of the night in Norse mythology is called Nott, and Rita once used this title to introduce Theodore's father, Old Nott, a veteran Death Eater.
The prosperous wizarding family alludes to Black. Almost all of their family members are Death Eaters, and only two married ones survived Azkaban.
And translating Stranger into French would lead to the name Lestrange.
Although the Greenglass family is not as extreme as them, they are also proper supporters of pure-blood supremacy.
George glanced around and lowered his voice as much as possible: "Then do you know that their family has a curse?"
"Curse?" Vincent was stunned. "The reason why their family is so small is that there was a history of inbreeding?"
"No." Fred leaned close to his ear and uttered a secret that only the Holy 28 family knew.
Although the source can no longer be investigated, there is indeed a terrible curse in the Greengrass family.
The name is "Blood Curse", and it is a curse that will continuously absorb life force until the person dies completely.
It runs in the blood and has been passed down from generation to generation until now.
……
……
Maybe he gave up completely. His latest class is either self-study or asking students to read textbooks aloud.
Yes, 7 textbooks on the book list.
Gryffindor College collectively started the bad mode.
read aloud?Read his Merlin's big pants.
Such a shameful thing, Slytherin insisted on giving up after two classes.
However, every time Lockhart raised a question, they would immediately raise their hands to answer it.
Hufflepuff was fine, at least on the surface.
Ravenclaw is amazing, reading the textbook with his mouth, but looking at other textbooks.
There's history of magic, and there's astronomy.
From their point of view, maybe these two are more interesting than Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Halloween is Friday.
The moment Lockhart came to the podium, he habitually announced the class self-study.
Vincent in the first row simply took out the big melting furnace and began to smelt iron-copper alloy in a grand manner.
So did Hermione.
She took out a small melting furnace from a small white semicircular cloth bag, and then took out iron and copper pieces one after another.
The little cloth bag casts the traceless stretching spell, which is a birthday present from Vincent.
The shape is the same as that of the blue fat man, and it can be attached to any position of the body.
Seeing that these two were so blatant, Lockhart gritted his teeth and took out the little black book from his robe.
Every time he wrote a sentence, he would pause for a few seconds.
Sometimes doubts, sometimes unwilling.
But gradually, the eyes became brighter and brighter.
As he closed the notebook, he glanced at Vincent and Hermione.
The two have a lot in common.
He also performed well since childhood, also came from a Muggle family, and was also a student of Gryffindor.
But these are not the most critical.
Above all, their distaste for overflowing themselves.
The moment the bell rang, Lockhart added 20 points to Slytherin as usual, and then left the classroom with Gryffindor's indifferent performance.
Draco walked down the aisle with his head held high.
He glanced at Harry and Ron, who were playing cards.
"This garbage card is only willing to be played by garbage people."
Before Vincent could move, Hermione who was next to her stood up with a "swish".
"Malfoy, didn't you brush your teeth today?"
Draco glanced over with contemptuous little eyes, "Die, I don't bother to use your Muggle junk."
Hermione glanced at him from top to bottom,
"Your ancestors came to Britain from France with William the Conqueror, and didn't give up their titles in the Muggle world until the birth of the "Secrecy Act".
Without William I, the Muggle, your family still lives in France to this day. "
"Shut up!" Draco scratched his face as if he was being talked about, "Without our help, that Muggle would have died long ago!"
"So?" Hermione puffed out her chest, barely equal to his height,
"Didn't the privileges you enjoyed before come from the later Muggle royal family?"
Pick up the bowl to eat, put down the bowl and scold your mother.
Anyone who knows this period of history will think that Malfoy is a family of scumbags, and they will fall to whichever side is beneficial.
But in Draco's view, the Malfoys just happen to make the right choice every time.
Those who were unhappy with them were all jealous of their eyes.
"Stupid!" He sneered, "This is the wizarding world, you want to restrain us with the stupid Muggle morality?
Granger, apart from studying, where else is your brain brilliant! "
"Of course there is." Vincent smiled and stood up, "She has a group of friends who are not for profit, don't you have one too?"
"Wayne—" Draco gritted his teeth in hatred.
"As long as you make a wrong choice once, your family will go to hell, right?"
"Hmph!" He snorted coldly and left the classroom quickly.
Although Crabbe and Goyle followed, the figure was obviously flustered.
Blaise and Pansy walking in front of Vincent.
Theodore, who left around the back door, didn't pay any attention, but just set his eyes on Daphne.
When she came, he said in a low voice:
"Your thoughts don't live in the old age like theirs, why pretend to be the same kind of people?"
Daphne paused, then hurried after Pansy.
"The court of owls welcomes all and is not as extreme as the black swan."
Vincent watched as her back disappeared, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
The nearest James and Alfred, Qiqi shook his confused little heads.
"Have you taken a fancy to her?"
"My old Merlin! The Greengrass family is not a good choice!"
Vincent's expression instantly collapsed, "We have to bring in some Slytherin students, right?"
"Oh." Neville nodded suddenly, "I see, I thought you were going to play with them."
"Narrow!" Vincent yelled at him, "Do I seem to be such a superficial person! Huh?"
"No - not like." Neville scrunched his neck.
Vincent felt his blood pressure was a little high.
Before Daphne can be dealt with, this big ticket cub has to be dealt with first.
Especially Fred and George.
As long as they are persuaded, it is estimated that the difficulty will be reduced from the hell level to the difficult level.
Harry and Ron were fine with his actions.
Because of the Halloween party later, they're going to Nick's birthday party.
"Harry, it's raining."
"Yeah, it's getting bigger and bigger."
……
……
Owl Court Activity Room.
"Are you crazy?"
"NO, I have not."
Fred and George looked more seriously than ever.
They all saw firmness on Vincent's face, and a kind of confidence that was hard to describe in words.
"Dude, did you know that their parents had many Death Eaters?"
"I read the Daily Prophet every day, and I know very well who those code names are referring to."
The goddess of the night in Norse mythology is called Nott, and Rita once used this title to introduce Theodore's father, Old Nott, a veteran Death Eater.
The prosperous wizarding family alludes to Black. Almost all of their family members are Death Eaters, and only two married ones survived Azkaban.
And translating Stranger into French would lead to the name Lestrange.
Although the Greenglass family is not as extreme as them, they are also proper supporters of pure-blood supremacy.
George glanced around and lowered his voice as much as possible: "Then do you know that their family has a curse?"
"Curse?" Vincent was stunned. "The reason why their family is so small is that there was a history of inbreeding?"
"No." Fred leaned close to his ear and uttered a secret that only the Holy 28 family knew.
Although the source can no longer be investigated, there is indeed a terrible curse in the Greengrass family.
The name is "Blood Curse", and it is a curse that will continuously absorb life force until the person dies completely.
It runs in the blood and has been passed down from generation to generation until now.
……
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