Chapter 171: Class
As the food on the table decreased, people who were full and satisfied put down their cutlery.
Professor McGonagall and Trelawney also stopped their verbal attacks and ate in silence.
When Wright and his friends finished their meal, they felt someone poking their waist.
Curiously, he turned around and saw that it was Ron who had already eaten and drunk his fill. Wright looked over.
Right behind the chair, passing Harry who was sitting in the middle, he asked Wright stealthily:
"Wright, let me tell you something. You will be surprised when you know it!"
Looking at the strange smile on Ron's face that couldn't be concealed, Wright probably guessed what he wanted to say:
"Did Harry get the Firebolt for Christmas?"
"How did you know! Didn't you leave the dormitory early in the morning?"
After hearing what Wright said, Ron was extremely shocked and disappointed.
At this moment, Ron, who was in shock, suddenly felt something jumping up on his knees.
"Ouch! What is this?"
He yelled and knocked over the cup on the dining table in his panic.
Before anyone could react, a large orange ball of fur chased the mouse that had escaped from Ron's pocket and jumped onto the dining table.
The mouse was seen running around on the dining table, scaring all the diners, and then it jumped off the table and ran away.
Wright quickly picked up the big orange cat to prevent it from jumping onto the dining table and continuing to chase Banban.
"Oh! Crookshanks, what's wrong with you!" Hermione hurried over to check on her cat.
"Why is it like this again? Why is this stupid cat just staring at Scabbers?"
Ron reacted, complained a few words, and then ran straight to find Banban.
Harry also stood up, and after Wright handed the cat to Hermione, he trotted after him.
Watching the three people leaving, Hermione stroked the big orange cat a little aggrievedly, muttering to herself, as if blaming Crookshanks.
There was chaos all along the way, and Ron and Harry couldn't catch up with the panicked mice.
Seeing this situation, Wright, relying on his strengthened body, suddenly accelerated and passed Harry and Ron directly.
He quickly caught up with Banban, bent down quickly, grabbed the mouse's tail and lifted it up.
With its tail caught, Banban kept struggling in the air, making squeaking sounds.
Looking carefully at the mouse in his hand, Wright narrowed his eyes and thought with interest:
'The longer you transform into an animal, not only your IQ but also your magic power will be reduced to the limit until you completely turn into an animal.'
"So how much of Peter is still human now?"
Ron caught up with him, panting, and saw Wright holding the mouse's tail upside down, watching it struggle wildly with a smile on his face.
He immediately screamed, "No! Wright, don't hurt Banban!"
Hearing Ron's scream, Wright retracted his strange smile and said to Ron:
"Don't put too much emotion into it, it's not worth it!"
After handing the mouse in his hand to Ron, he looked meaningfully at Ron who was running towards him anxiously.
Ron took Banban and held it in his arms like a baby.
The mouse seemed to have found a sense of security. It stopped struggling and stayed quietly in his arms.
When Ron heard what Wright said, he said in a very depressed tone:
"I know what you mean! Indeed, it is about to die of old age, and I should give it up."
"But I still hope to accompany it to the end. At least Banban shouldn't be eaten!"
Ron had tears in his eyes as he recounted his inner journey, while he hugged Scabbers tighter.
Seeing the deep affection between the master and pet, Wright looked embarrassed, and after thinking for a long time, he could only say vaguely: "You like it!
At this time, Harry also came up and gently comforted Ron, who was a little sad.
After calming down, Ron looked at Wright and Harry, indicating that everything was fine.
Afterwards, the three of them returned to the Gryffindor dormitory together, and Ron was seen carefully taking care of Scabbers as he fell asleep.
Wright couldn't help but sigh and thought to himself, "If Ron knew the truth, would he faint from crying?"
For the rest of the Christmas holidays, Wright would sneak into the library almost every day to look for news about the maze.
Unfortunately, I didn't gain much from it. I read all the books about mazes.
Most of them only talk about the origin of the Western Labyrinth, 'The Labyrinth of Daedalus'.
As for the maze that conformed to Wright's conjecture, no information was found at all.
The ruby magic weapon in his hand stores a huge amount of magic power.
For a moment, Wright didn't know what kind of magic sequence to burn.
After all, "Turning Stone into Gold" and "Elixir of Life" are not of much use to him now.
Therefore, Wright planned to redesign a suitable magic and then engrave it into the spiritual weapon.
Time passed quickly as Wright searched for information and constructed magic.
The Christmas holiday is over quickly, and the second semester of this school year is about to begin with the sound of the train.
After the joyous opening dinner, school started the next day.
In this cold and wet January, Hagrid was thoughtful enough to build a bonfire during the Care of Magical Creatures class.
This class is very interesting. Wright and his classmates need to make the fire burn vigorously to create a happy environment for the salamanders in the campfire.
The students are also happy to sit like this, after all, they can go over to warm themselves by the fire from time to time to keep out the winter cold.
And those fire salamanders that love fire were also jumping around in the crackling bonfire.
But Hermione stayed away from Wright, Harry and Ron in this class, and only collected firewood with a few girls.
Whenever Wright and the others looked at them, she would turn her head away angrily.
Seeing this, Wright poked Ron who was warming himself by the fire and asked curiously, "You haven't reconciled with Hermione yet?"
"No, she didn't even apologize to me!" Ron withdrew his gaze from Hermione and said angrily.
"Perhaps, this cannot be blamed on Hermione. After all, it is the nature of a cat to catch a mouse!"
Harry threw a dry piece of wood into the fire, looked at the dancing flames, and said soothingly.
"It was obviously her cat that wanted to eat my mouse, why should I seek forgiveness? I don't want to."
Ron stiffened his neck righteously, but he couldn't help but glance at Hermione.
"It's better to admit your mistake. After all, the homework you need to copy is basically Hermione's."
Looking at Ron with his neck stiffened, Harry delivered a fatal blow!
"Homework?!!!" Ron was stunned at first, and looked at Harry with a helpless look in panic.
Then, he murmured, "Wright, you won't..."
Ron turned his head stiffly, looked at Wright who was studying the firewood, and shouted sadly: "No~~"
