Chapter 38 Gryffindor New Grass
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Qing Mo Da Xian
The gate of the boys' dormitory in Slytherin has been equipped with many defensive measures since yesterday.
Even with the correct password, if you don't follow the steps to open the door, you will at least suffer from abscesses.
In the dormitory of the rich and powerful young master Malfoy, there are 22 defenses in full.
From stepping on the door to walking to the high-grade silk bed, any carelessness will trigger a trap.
It took Draco 10 minutes to pick up and put down the wooden cup before he went to bed safely.
"Draco, how long are we going to be like this?" Crabbe shivered under the thick quilt.
He was careless just now, and forgot to chant a spell to release the doorknob's trap first, so he was almost frozen into a big block of ice.
"Until the murderer is caught." Draco looked away in disgust.
If it weren't for this person, he could have made it 2 minutes earlier.
Goyle, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up.
"Draco, our two lessons tomorrow are with Gryffindors."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, it's not as good as us..."
Draco turned over and sat up in an instant without any sleepiness.
Defense Against the Dark Arts class is tricky, what about flying class in the afternoon?
As long as he moved his hands and feet on the broomstick, Vincent, who couldn't fly for a long time, would be ashamed!
Anyway, everything in this school is very old, and it will definitely be safe and sound afterwards.
"How do we know where he stands?"
"Idiot!" Draco looked at the two younger brothers with the eyes of a fool, "Wayne is the first every time."
"So is it left or right?"
Looking at the two pig teammates, he suddenly had the urge to get out of bed and kick a few feet.
Thinking of those traps, he just stared at them viciously in the end.
When a broom moves its hands and feet, so do two brooms.
If these two were not his younger brother and bodyguard, Master Malfoy would have stopped playing with them a long time ago.
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Inside the boys' dormitory of Gryffindor, the three students who always love to go out at night all looked sad.
Hermione was outside, still pacing.
"Did she get kicked out by her roommate again?"
"I guess so."
"It's so pitiful."
After ten minutes of sympathy, they all looked at each other in a daze.
If this happens every day, what should we do for night tours and suppers?
"Vincent, you need to get rid of her roommate!"
"Why me?"
"Because you are our Gryffindor's new recruit."
Vincent put his hands on his chin in astonishment, "I'm a yard grass? When did it happen?"
"After the first fighting class."
Fred elbowed his strong chest.
"Although only a small number of girls say this, we all feel that you deserve it."
George pouted his thick lips, "Honey, as long as you come and give me a kiss, I can guarantee that Little Greg will sleep on the floor every day."
Vincent, who was in severe physical and psychological discomfort, quickly reached out and pressed his big face.
"George, this joke is not funny at all."
"Merlin's big pants!" George was shocked, "How do you know who I am?"
"Although you are twins, and you still look exactly the same—"
Vincent looked at Fred, "But your brother is obviously more serious than you."
George patted his small chest reassuringly, "So that's the case, I thought you knew it from your butt."
"Ass?" Vincent moved a little away from him.
"That was not what I meant!"
Fred spread his hands helplessly, "When we were young, we wanted Ron to make an unbreakable oath..."
"Then you were beaten?"
"Yes, the kind that is so severe that the butt is deformed."
Vincent gasped, "My good brother, is your ass bigger than George, or..."
"Do you want to see it?"
"No." He wanted to tease a few words, but found that his skills were still not perfect.
But in a sense, Gryffindor is the best with this pair of living treasures.
Although Ravenclaw is very good, studying every day is too boring.
The Hufflepuff dormitory is close to the kitchen, and the small life is so nourishing.
Slytherin living in the dungeon is terrible. It's not that the atmosphere here is inappropriate, but that if you stay for a long time, you will definitely have rheumatic migraine or something.
The Gryffindor Tower is not bad except for the louder wind and the stronger sunlight during the day.
"It's already two o'clock~ It seems that we all have to be good babies tonight."
"Anyway, I can't go too many places before learning those two spells,"
Vincent tapped the map with his wand, "The prank is over-won't you concentrate on studying?"
The twins all smirked before the corner, "Wayne Yard, you have to get rid of her roommate~"
They were out of sight long before the alder wand was going to blow something up.
"It's finally time for Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."
That garlic smell is definitely more powerful than the perfume of the golden retriever classmate.
……
……
At breakfast in the morning, Neville received a memory ball from his grandmother.
"As long as you pinch it like this, it will know whether you have forgotten something."
James looked at the inside of the memory ball in amazement, the red gas that was filled little by little.
"Does it mean that you have forgotten something as long as it turns red?"
"Yes." Neville lowered his head, staring at the red sphere in his hand in a daze.
"What the hell am I forgetting?"
Vincent, who was cuckooing, raised his head, "It's probably Raffles, it's been reluctant to go back to the dormitory recently."
Neville stretched his hand into his arms and grabbed Leffe in his hands, "It's here with me."
Under the gaze of three pairs of big eyes, the seemingly shy Lai Fu struggled to get back.
"If it's not it, then what is it?"
Vincent, who finally knew that Raife was hiding from him, comforted Neville, "Don't worry, you will definitely remember."
"I know!" Alfred stood up suddenly, "You must have forgotten to prepare a gas mask!"
Professor Quirrell, who will teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class later, is in Gryffindor, but he and Draco are known as the two walking biochemical weapons of Hogwarts.
Neville shook his head vigorously, "I heard that he met a vampire in Romania, that's why he always carried garlic."
"Great, none of us prepared gas masks," Vincent shrugged after putting Goo Goo on the table.
"After class today, I will take a shower as soon as possible."
"Me too!" X3
The four people who looked at death like home stood up at the same time, walked out of the auditorium and went up the stairs.
"Who will go in first?"
"I won't go in."
"Do you want to go in later?"
"good idea!"
Even though they were far away, they could still smell the smell coming from that classroom.
……
……
Even with the correct password, if you don't follow the steps to open the door, you will at least suffer from abscesses.
In the dormitory of the rich and powerful young master Malfoy, there are 22 defenses in full.
From stepping on the door to walking to the high-grade silk bed, any carelessness will trigger a trap.
It took Draco 10 minutes to pick up and put down the wooden cup before he went to bed safely.
"Draco, how long are we going to be like this?" Crabbe shivered under the thick quilt.
He was careless just now, and forgot to chant a spell to release the doorknob's trap first, so he was almost frozen into a big block of ice.
"Until the murderer is caught." Draco looked away in disgust.
If it weren't for this person, he could have made it 2 minutes earlier.
Goyle, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up.
"Draco, our two lessons tomorrow are with Gryffindors."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, it's not as good as us..."
Draco turned over and sat up in an instant without any sleepiness.
Defense Against the Dark Arts class is tricky, what about flying class in the afternoon?
As long as he moved his hands and feet on the broomstick, Vincent, who couldn't fly for a long time, would be ashamed!
Anyway, everything in this school is very old, and it will definitely be safe and sound afterwards.
"How do we know where he stands?"
"Idiot!" Draco looked at the two younger brothers with the eyes of a fool, "Wayne is the first every time."
"So is it left or right?"
Looking at the two pig teammates, he suddenly had the urge to get out of bed and kick a few feet.
Thinking of those traps, he just stared at them viciously in the end.
When a broom moves its hands and feet, so do two brooms.
If these two were not his younger brother and bodyguard, Master Malfoy would have stopped playing with them a long time ago.
……
……
Inside the boys' dormitory of Gryffindor, the three students who always love to go out at night all looked sad.
Hermione was outside, still pacing.
"Did she get kicked out by her roommate again?"
"I guess so."
"It's so pitiful."
After ten minutes of sympathy, they all looked at each other in a daze.
If this happens every day, what should we do for night tours and suppers?
"Vincent, you need to get rid of her roommate!"
"Why me?"
"Because you are our Gryffindor's new recruit."
Vincent put his hands on his chin in astonishment, "I'm a yard grass? When did it happen?"
"After the first fighting class."
Fred elbowed his strong chest.
"Although only a small number of girls say this, we all feel that you deserve it."
George pouted his thick lips, "Honey, as long as you come and give me a kiss, I can guarantee that Little Greg will sleep on the floor every day."
Vincent, who was in severe physical and psychological discomfort, quickly reached out and pressed his big face.
"George, this joke is not funny at all."
"Merlin's big pants!" George was shocked, "How do you know who I am?"
"Although you are twins, and you still look exactly the same—"
Vincent looked at Fred, "But your brother is obviously more serious than you."
George patted his small chest reassuringly, "So that's the case, I thought you knew it from your butt."
"Ass?" Vincent moved a little away from him.
"That was not what I meant!"
Fred spread his hands helplessly, "When we were young, we wanted Ron to make an unbreakable oath..."
"Then you were beaten?"
"Yes, the kind that is so severe that the butt is deformed."
Vincent gasped, "My good brother, is your ass bigger than George, or..."
"Do you want to see it?"
"No." He wanted to tease a few words, but found that his skills were still not perfect.
But in a sense, Gryffindor is the best with this pair of living treasures.
Although Ravenclaw is very good, studying every day is too boring.
The Hufflepuff dormitory is close to the kitchen, and the small life is so nourishing.
Slytherin living in the dungeon is terrible. It's not that the atmosphere here is inappropriate, but that if you stay for a long time, you will definitely have rheumatic migraine or something.
The Gryffindor Tower is not bad except for the louder wind and the stronger sunlight during the day.
"It's already two o'clock~ It seems that we all have to be good babies tonight."
"Anyway, I can't go too many places before learning those two spells,"
Vincent tapped the map with his wand, "The prank is over-won't you concentrate on studying?"
The twins all smirked before the corner, "Wayne Yard, you have to get rid of her roommate~"
They were out of sight long before the alder wand was going to blow something up.
"It's finally time for Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."
That garlic smell is definitely more powerful than the perfume of the golden retriever classmate.
……
……
At breakfast in the morning, Neville received a memory ball from his grandmother.
"As long as you pinch it like this, it will know whether you have forgotten something."
James looked at the inside of the memory ball in amazement, the red gas that was filled little by little.
"Does it mean that you have forgotten something as long as it turns red?"
"Yes." Neville lowered his head, staring at the red sphere in his hand in a daze.
"What the hell am I forgetting?"
Vincent, who was cuckooing, raised his head, "It's probably Raffles, it's been reluctant to go back to the dormitory recently."
Neville stretched his hand into his arms and grabbed Leffe in his hands, "It's here with me."
Under the gaze of three pairs of big eyes, the seemingly shy Lai Fu struggled to get back.
"If it's not it, then what is it?"
Vincent, who finally knew that Raife was hiding from him, comforted Neville, "Don't worry, you will definitely remember."
"I know!" Alfred stood up suddenly, "You must have forgotten to prepare a gas mask!"
Professor Quirrell, who will teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class later, is in Gryffindor, but he and Draco are known as the two walking biochemical weapons of Hogwarts.
Neville shook his head vigorously, "I heard that he met a vampire in Romania, that's why he always carried garlic."
"Great, none of us prepared gas masks," Vincent shrugged after putting Goo Goo on the table.
"After class today, I will take a shower as soon as possible."
"Me too!" X3
The four people who looked at death like home stood up at the same time, walked out of the auditorium and went up the stairs.
"Who will go in first?"
"I won't go in."
"Do you want to go in later?"
"good idea!"
Even though they were far away, they could still smell the smell coming from that classroom.
……
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