Chapter 310 Les: Helga, how dare you use the magic I invented?

Rice also received Hufflepuff's letter when Hufflepuff showed her memories to Dumbledore in the Headmaster's Office. He was not interested in reading anymore after reading the beginning - is there any need to pay attention to the prophecy of the Dark Lord Voldemort?

He originally thought that this famous Dark Lord must be extraordinary, but after actually fighting him, he was greatly disappointed. This guy's strength and reputation didn't seem to match up well.

Then he failed to attract Les' interest.

And judging from the content of the prophecy, it is nothing more than the Secret Order choosing to use Voldemort to deal with Hogwarts. When the time comes, the soldiers will just cover up the water and the earth.

Stacking up the letters and putting them in his arms, Les turned his attention to Daphne, who was sitting aside studying the infinite expansion spell.

The Infinite Expansion Curse is the dark curse that Hufflepuff used to show the students the mouse in the last class. It is derived from the Infinite Poison Mist Curse invented by Rice and is a weakened version of that spell.

In Les's view, Helga's spell was extremely weak, and it was very easy to break: just use a petrification spell on the person who was cursed, and then wait quietly for the spell effect to disappear.

In addition to using the petrification spell on yourself, taking special potions can also resolve this spell, and even the infinite poisonous mist spell from the previous level can be resolved. However, it seems that the magic potion formula used to break the curse has most likely been lost.

"Aren't you nervous? Professor White will ask students to pick up her curse next class." Daphne couldn't help but ask after noticing that Les seemed to be doing nothing for a long time.

"Don't be nervous." Les shook his head: "Actually, you don't need to be nervous, because Professor White will definitely use me as a guinea pig."

Daphne:?

"Why?" She didn't understand why Les was so sure - in terms of fame, since Les deliberately kept a low profile, her reputation seemed to be a little bigger than his, right? Even if the professor needs a student to tell the truth, logically speaking, he should let himself go, right?

Les is so sure, it is naturally out of trust in his old friend. Just like when Snape announced in the Potions class that students would be allowed to test the potions in the next class, it was almost as clear as saying that Harry or Ron would be the ones to test the potions.

Please, he didn't believe that Helga Hufflepuff could resist the temptation to openly use the Dark Curse on herself. She must be able to resist changing her surname to Gryffindor immediately. Besides, it is really taboo to use black magic on students, so using yourself as an example is really the best choice.

"No reason, believe it or not, I can make a bet with you." Les touched his belly, glanced at the clock, and found that it was time for afternoon tea, and immediately had the urge to go to the kitchen to get some desserts.

Daphne's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard the bet.

She felt that with so many people in the class, the probability of winning the lottery for Les was very slim. Even judging from her reputation, she had a greater chance of being drawn. So, wasn't she a guaranteed winner in this bet? Moreover, as the person who rescued Professor White from the ruins, Rice had some friendship with her, so he would definitely not be whipped up and beaten, right?

"What bet?" she asked impatiently.

Les:?

Is there really someone who takes the initiative to offer warmth?

Les rolled his eyes: "Let's do this. If I am selected, you will be responsible for writing my homework. If I am not selected, you will not need to help me with my homework."

Daphne's eyes suddenly lit up.

Although this bet sounds outrageous, just like Les is paying for Daphne's labor for free, it is related to the previous agreement: Les will teach Daphne, and Daphne will help him write homework for specific courses.

Now if she wins the bet, Daphne is equivalent to winning directly - she can get Les's teaching without having to do homework for Les.

"Okay, it's a deal!" Daphne quickly agreed, then she suddenly thought of something and quickly added: "But you have to promise that you won't go to Professor White and take the initiative to apply to be a test subject. "

Rice glanced at her and assured her that he would never ask Professor White to use a curse on him.

"You haven't made an appointment with her before, right?"

"No." Les rolled his eyes: The little girl is really smart...

It's a pity that you are still too young!

He didn't need to say hello in advance at all. This all stemmed from the trust between him and "Professor White".

"I promise you, I will not use any means to increase the probability of me becoming a test subject."

After receiving Les's assurance, Daphne felt relieved and looked forward to tomorrow's Defense Against the Dark Arts.

The next day, Daphne excitedly brought Les to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and sat down in an inconspicuous corner of the classroom.

Les silently prepared himself.

Professor White still arrived at the classroom early.

"Come on, hand in your homework first." She first collected the homework of the students in the classroom, and then stood at the door of the classroom while collecting and correcting the homework.

By the time the bell rang, Hufflepuff had already finished correcting all the students' homework.

She flicked her wand and the homework assignments flew towards their owners, but Les and Daphne's assignments were held back by her.

"Mr. Lint, did you write this paper yourself?" Hufflepuff picked up the parchment with Les' name on it and called Les.

Daphne:? !

She obviously changed her handwriting, how could it be exposed?

"I wrote it." Les said without blushing.

Hufflepuff: Stare~

Les: Let's face it. Anyway, even if Gryffindor came today, this paper was written by me - isn't it normal for students to write papers and teachers to name them?

Hufflepuff suddenly realized that there seemed to be nothing he could do against Salazar, a disrespectful old man.

She believed that even if she asked him about the content of his paper, he would be able to answer fluently. After all, this was the magic he invented.

Helga's eyes flashed across the face of the pale Daphne beside her, and she couldn't help cursing in her heart that it was so shameless for someone of Salazar's age to force a little girl to do her homework for her!

But it doesn't matter, I have another way to deal with this old poisonous snake.

"Okay, Mr. Lint, please come to the podium. I said in the last class that I would choose a student to try to resist my spell. Then I want to congratulate you, you have been selected."

Daphne's breath hitched and she almost fainted.

It's over, it's all over! From now on, the workload will be equivalent to doubling!

Rhys glanced at Hufflepuff.

Helga, that's it. How dare you use the magic I invented against me? !

He walked onto the podium calmly under the watchful eyes of the students in the audience.

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