Chapter 215 Can I give birth to a wand in my pocket?
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Liu Yue Zhi Yuan Fei
Although Crabbe played aggressively, Douglas chose Draco to play first.
"Mr. Malfoy, you have to take the lead for everyone, understand?"
Draco turned back, glanced at Theodore Nott triumphantly, and then stood at the starting point.
When Douglas released the mouse from his hand, Draco quickly cast a snake spell on his feet, and then rushed towards the mouse at high speed.
And the mouse seemed to be ready for a long time, and suddenly rolled to the side, avoiding Draco's rushing hand.
It was obvious that Draco practiced snake track speed skating a lot in private, and the snake under one side of his body followed suit.
Originally, Douglas wanted to let the mouse go directly to Draco's trouser leg and bite towards his calf, but after thinking about it, he canceled this dangerous action, as long as the student could catch the mouse.
Although it seemed that Draco was faster than the mouse, the mouse seemed to be more cunning.
Draco kept chasing the mouse's butt, but couldn't touch it.
At first the mouse circled one stone, then unknowingly led Draco towards the other stones.
And Draco, who had been in the state of being able to catch the mouse immediately, didn't notice that the mouse had changed direction at all.
He followed closely behind, and the mouse got under the devil's net disguised as a crab claw and suddenly stopped still.
Seeing the rare good timing, Draco directly canceled the snake speed skating on his feet, and rushed over, trying to catch the mouse with both hands.
The moment he caught the mouse, it disappeared with a whoosh.
When he stood up cursing, he was suddenly entangled in the devil's net surrounding him, making Draco scream in fright.
"What the hell is this... how can there be a devil's net here..."
He also quickly remembered the way to deal with the devil's net, but now there was an embarrassing thing. Just now, he stuffed his wand into his robe for the convenience of catching mice.
Now his hands and feet were entangled in the devil's web, and there was no way he could get his wand.
And because the devil's net is getting tighter and tighter, he can obviously feel that his breathing is getting more and more difficult.
"Help, help..."
"Professor, professor, help me..."
"Let go of me...let go of me..."
"I admit defeat, admit defeat..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a small fireball suddenly rose out of nowhere, and the devil's net quickly receded.
Douglas stepped forward, looked at the embarrassed Draco, and said dissatisfiedly:
"Although I asked you to practice escaping, I didn't want you to run foolishly. As a magic wand that can save lives at any time, you actually put it away. How can it give birth to cubs in your pocket?"
Draco was panting heavily, his face was flushed, and he couldn't even speak clearly:
"Professor, listen to my explanation..."
Now he really wanted to find a piece of tofu and kill him. This was the second time this semester that he was so embarrassed in front of his classmates.
But then he realized that he was not running alone on this runway, maybe someone performed worse than himself, so why worry about it.
At this moment, he was most worried. Professor Holmes said, this runway is too dangerous, let's change the project for everyone.
So he hastened to say:
"Professor, the class time is limited, I can go down and write a self-criticism, can I let the next student start now?"
Douglas was taken aback, and swear to God, he never thought of asking students to write self-criticisms because of their mistakes in class, at most, they would talk about their feelings during homework after class.
However, Douglas couldn't refuse Draco's sensible classmate, so he directly arranged for Theodore Knott to play.
At the end of the third year of Slytherin, it was a little witch named Millicent Burst who caught the mouse.
As soon as the Slytherin students left, Hermione brought the Gryffindor third year to the venue.
The reason why Douglas chose to have a practical class today is that the lower grades are strung together, and he doesn't need to run between the castle and the track.
When Douglas finished explaining the rules and took out the mouse, Ron looked at the mouse several times suspiciously, and then whispered:
"Why do I think this mouse looks so much like my Scabber? If it wasn't for Scabber who has been sleeping in the box recently, I would have thought it was taken out by Professor Holmes..."
Harry looked at it carefully and said in surprise:
"Really, Scabbers' missing toes are in exactly the same place."
Hermione glared at the two of them and said:
"What's so surprising, the professor probably created this mouse after seeing your Scabber."
Ron snorted coldly and said confidently:
"No matter what, I will definitely be the first in this competition. After all, I am very good at catching mice."
Harry nodded seriously on the side, patted Ron on the shoulder and said:
"I trust you very much in that."
As he spoke, he pushed Ron forward, and then looked at Hermione and secretly smiled.
Douglas saw Ron being pushed out, and said with a smile:
"Since Mr. Weasley took the initiative to stand up, let's start with him...Does Mr. Weasley have any comments?"
Ron was talking just now, and he didn't notice what Douglas said in the last sentence, and was pushed out by Harry.
Hearing Douglas' inquiry, he immediately reacted, nodded quickly and said:
"No problem Professor, I'm very good at catching mice..."
Douglas smiled, and set the mouse on the start.
After seeing the mouse, Ron took out his wand, pointed at the running mouse and shouted:
"Wingardim Leviosa!"
I saw that the mouse suddenly accelerated and avoided Ron's spell very cleverly.
The hovering spell hit the ground, causing a few pebbles to float.
Seeing that his spell hadn't worked, Ron snorted disdainfully:
"I didn't expect this alchemy mouse to be so flexible, I'm going to be serious next..."
Just as he was about to chase after it, a ray of light suddenly flew over from the position he hit just now.
When Ron saw it, the curse light had come to him and hit him before he could react.
I saw that Ron's legs, which were about to run, suddenly kicked in the air, and he was so frightened that he flicked his hands in the air.
Because the power of the spell was not strong, when he floated less than a foot, he just heard a "plop!" and threw him directly on the ground.
Harry and Hermione rushed up and helped Ron up.
Then Hermione walked up to Douglas and asked:
"Professor, was that the curse cast by Ron just now, and it was copied and bounced back?"
Douglas nodded and said with a smile:
"That's right, as I said just now, there are all kinds of magic traps here!"
Hermione observed the track carefully. The difference between her practice class this time and last year was that she was chased by monsters last year, but this year she was chasing mice; last year it was indoors, this year it was outdoors. As for other magic traps, Maybe, like last year, it's all innocuous stuff.
"Mr. Malfoy, you have to take the lead for everyone, understand?"
Draco turned back, glanced at Theodore Nott triumphantly, and then stood at the starting point.
When Douglas released the mouse from his hand, Draco quickly cast a snake spell on his feet, and then rushed towards the mouse at high speed.
And the mouse seemed to be ready for a long time, and suddenly rolled to the side, avoiding Draco's rushing hand.
It was obvious that Draco practiced snake track speed skating a lot in private, and the snake under one side of his body followed suit.
Originally, Douglas wanted to let the mouse go directly to Draco's trouser leg and bite towards his calf, but after thinking about it, he canceled this dangerous action, as long as the student could catch the mouse.
Although it seemed that Draco was faster than the mouse, the mouse seemed to be more cunning.
Draco kept chasing the mouse's butt, but couldn't touch it.
At first the mouse circled one stone, then unknowingly led Draco towards the other stones.
And Draco, who had been in the state of being able to catch the mouse immediately, didn't notice that the mouse had changed direction at all.
He followed closely behind, and the mouse got under the devil's net disguised as a crab claw and suddenly stopped still.
Seeing the rare good timing, Draco directly canceled the snake speed skating on his feet, and rushed over, trying to catch the mouse with both hands.
The moment he caught the mouse, it disappeared with a whoosh.
When he stood up cursing, he was suddenly entangled in the devil's net surrounding him, making Draco scream in fright.
"What the hell is this... how can there be a devil's net here..."
He also quickly remembered the way to deal with the devil's net, but now there was an embarrassing thing. Just now, he stuffed his wand into his robe for the convenience of catching mice.
Now his hands and feet were entangled in the devil's web, and there was no way he could get his wand.
And because the devil's net is getting tighter and tighter, he can obviously feel that his breathing is getting more and more difficult.
"Help, help..."
"Professor, professor, help me..."
"Let go of me...let go of me..."
"I admit defeat, admit defeat..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a small fireball suddenly rose out of nowhere, and the devil's net quickly receded.
Douglas stepped forward, looked at the embarrassed Draco, and said dissatisfiedly:
"Although I asked you to practice escaping, I didn't want you to run foolishly. As a magic wand that can save lives at any time, you actually put it away. How can it give birth to cubs in your pocket?"
Draco was panting heavily, his face was flushed, and he couldn't even speak clearly:
"Professor, listen to my explanation..."
Now he really wanted to find a piece of tofu and kill him. This was the second time this semester that he was so embarrassed in front of his classmates.
But then he realized that he was not running alone on this runway, maybe someone performed worse than himself, so why worry about it.
At this moment, he was most worried. Professor Holmes said, this runway is too dangerous, let's change the project for everyone.
So he hastened to say:
"Professor, the class time is limited, I can go down and write a self-criticism, can I let the next student start now?"
Douglas was taken aback, and swear to God, he never thought of asking students to write self-criticisms because of their mistakes in class, at most, they would talk about their feelings during homework after class.
However, Douglas couldn't refuse Draco's sensible classmate, so he directly arranged for Theodore Knott to play.
At the end of the third year of Slytherin, it was a little witch named Millicent Burst who caught the mouse.
As soon as the Slytherin students left, Hermione brought the Gryffindor third year to the venue.
The reason why Douglas chose to have a practical class today is that the lower grades are strung together, and he doesn't need to run between the castle and the track.
When Douglas finished explaining the rules and took out the mouse, Ron looked at the mouse several times suspiciously, and then whispered:
"Why do I think this mouse looks so much like my Scabber? If it wasn't for Scabber who has been sleeping in the box recently, I would have thought it was taken out by Professor Holmes..."
Harry looked at it carefully and said in surprise:
"Really, Scabbers' missing toes are in exactly the same place."
Hermione glared at the two of them and said:
"What's so surprising, the professor probably created this mouse after seeing your Scabber."
Ron snorted coldly and said confidently:
"No matter what, I will definitely be the first in this competition. After all, I am very good at catching mice."
Harry nodded seriously on the side, patted Ron on the shoulder and said:
"I trust you very much in that."
As he spoke, he pushed Ron forward, and then looked at Hermione and secretly smiled.
Douglas saw Ron being pushed out, and said with a smile:
"Since Mr. Weasley took the initiative to stand up, let's start with him...Does Mr. Weasley have any comments?"
Ron was talking just now, and he didn't notice what Douglas said in the last sentence, and was pushed out by Harry.
Hearing Douglas' inquiry, he immediately reacted, nodded quickly and said:
"No problem Professor, I'm very good at catching mice..."
Douglas smiled, and set the mouse on the start.
After seeing the mouse, Ron took out his wand, pointed at the running mouse and shouted:
"Wingardim Leviosa!"
I saw that the mouse suddenly accelerated and avoided Ron's spell very cleverly.
The hovering spell hit the ground, causing a few pebbles to float.
Seeing that his spell hadn't worked, Ron snorted disdainfully:
"I didn't expect this alchemy mouse to be so flexible, I'm going to be serious next..."
Just as he was about to chase after it, a ray of light suddenly flew over from the position he hit just now.
When Ron saw it, the curse light had come to him and hit him before he could react.
I saw that Ron's legs, which were about to run, suddenly kicked in the air, and he was so frightened that he flicked his hands in the air.
Because the power of the spell was not strong, when he floated less than a foot, he just heard a "plop!" and threw him directly on the ground.
Harry and Hermione rushed up and helped Ron up.
Then Hermione walked up to Douglas and asked:
"Professor, was that the curse cast by Ron just now, and it was copied and bounced back?"
Douglas nodded and said with a smile:
"That's right, as I said just now, there are all kinds of magic traps here!"
Hermione observed the track carefully. The difference between her practice class this time and last year was that she was chased by monsters last year, but this year she was chasing mice; last year it was indoors, this year it was outdoors. As for other magic traps, Maybe, like last year, it's all innocuous stuff.
