#249 - Tired Snape

During the Christmas holidays, Quirrell returned to school early.

Moreover, he took advantage of the time when there were few people at the school and the professors were on vacation to specifically observe the enhanced version of Fluffy on the fourth floor.

"Master, do we have to use this method?"

After class, Quirrell, who had returned to his office, no longer stuttered, but looking at the messy limbs of various human figures in the room, he became a little nervous again.

"Of course, unless you have a better way, or you have the confidence to put that three-headed dog to sleep with a spell."

The sudden hoarse voice was very weak and powerless, like a reproach from an old man whose life was about to end.

"How could I? Even Snape can't subdue that big dog. My spells definitely won't work."

"Then what are you babbling about? Since you can't subdue the big dog and can't quickly cast a spell to shut those Puffskeins up, you can only use my method!"

When Quirrell went to observe Fluffy, he noticed the collars Fluffy was wearing around its necks.

He originally wanted to cast a [Sleeping Charm] to put the Puffskeins in the collars to sleep.

But he didn't expect Moon to put 36 Puffskeins in just one collar, and the three collars together totaled hundreds.

With Quirrell's spell strength, one spell could only control 2-3 Puffskeins.

And as soon as he cast a spell, Fluffy would definitely notice and attack.

"Alright, Master, I just didn't expect Moon Scarlett to be able to do this."

Quirrell originally didn't take Moon seriously. In his opinion, no matter how much a first-year wizard stirred things up, he couldn't achieve much.

But after seeing Fluffy's three collars, he realized he was terribly wrong.

Using magical creatures as reminders, and reinforcing them with runes, without hindering the big dog's combat.

He couldn't have created such thinking and magical creations when he was in first year.

"I really don't know how you graduated. Does Ravenclaw only know how to read books and not understand that practice and exercise are the most important ways to improve magical strength!"

The hoarse voice was very helpless. He knew that the substitute he had found was not perfect, but this was his only chance to leave the Dark Forest.

Listening to his master's constant reprimands, Quirrell didn't dare to refute.

"Alright, hurry up and make these things. I'm getting weaker and weaker. If it's too late, I'll have to catch a unicorn and use its blood to temporarily maintain my life."

Hearing that he had to catch a unicorn, Quirrell was so frightened that he shivered.

He had read many books and knew that hunting unicorns would be cursed, but now he had no choice but to be controlled.

The only thing he could do was to complete the task at hand before his master became extremely weak, so that he might be able to avoid using his body to hunt unicorns.

The time at Hogwarts was easy and pleasant.

Besides studying, there was no need to worry about anything else.

Bouncing had been staying with Hagrid these past few days, helping to take care of the dragon egg.

Squeak had already learned to fly. It now flew back to the castle once a day to tell Moon what had happened that day.

"Coo ~" (The big giant gave me a big rat to eat today. It's not tasty at all, it smells bad, but he said that's what birds should eat.

Did you go look for my parents? Are they in the castle?)

Squeak hurried back before school dinner, wanting Moon to take it to eat the delicious food in the hall.

"I've been looking for three days, but I still haven't seen the snowy owl you said with three tufts of black feathers on its head, but don't worry, I'll keep looking."

Moon replied truthfully. He had asked many birds in the castle owlery these three days, but still hadn't found it.

Squeak didn't care about the result. Hearing that Moon was still going to look, it tilted its head and rubbed against Moon's hair.

"Coo ~" (Thank you, I can send letters now, please don't be polite if you need anything.

But I can't fly too far yet, and I get lost easily, you better not send letters out of the island.)

What Squeak meant by leaving the island was the island of Great Britain.

The last time it left school with Moon, it only went as far as London, which was its current limit for sending letters.

"Okay, if I need to send a letter, I'll find you. By the way, what's Bouncing doing?"

Moon took Squeak into the hall, found his seat, then cut off a small piece of roast lamb and handed it to its mouth.

Glurp ~

Squeak swallowed the lamb in two or three bites and spoke again.

"Coo ~" (Your food is so delicious, much more delicious than the mice that the big giant had the dog bring back.

Bouncing is taking care of the dragon egg. That big black egg has turned green, Bouncing said it's almost cooked ~)

"Cooked? Oh, it's about to hatch."

Moon was talking to Squeak, and the little wizards next to him were also guessing what Squeak was saying through his words.

Ron was very envious of Moon's ability.

He originally thought that Moon could only talk to his pets, but now it seems that Moon's ability is far more than that.

"Are you sure Scarlett is a family that moved to England later, and not descendants of the Ambrosius family?"

Looking at the owl on Moon's shoulder, Ron looked at Moon curiously.

"Of course, but who is Ambrosius?"

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"It's Merlin, Ambrosius is his last name. Legend has it that Merlin could summon all kinds of animals, and he also used animals to help King Arthur win the war."

Ron knew these ancient magical stories very well.

When he was a child, he thought these were plots compiled by wizards.

But after seeing this ability in Moon, he had to believe the truth of the story.

"Although I don't know where my talent came from, it shouldn't have anything to do with Merlin."

Moon was very sure that his family had nothing to do with Merlin, unless this great wizard had been to his hometown.

Hermione, who was next to him, also showed a thoughtful expression after hearing Ron's words.

She knew that Moon's background was very mysterious, and he had always been hiding his family members.

Now, hearing Ron's reminder, this little witch, who had always been very curious, also felt that it made sense.

However, Hermione didn't ask, she knew that Moon didn't want to talk about it.

Every time she asked about family-related questions, Moon would either avoid it or change the subject.

"Okay, I'm just saying, but you must remember to come to my house for the summer vacation, my mother has been urging me several times."

After sending Mrs. Weasley a piece of stardust last Christmas, this kind witch had been writing letters inviting Moon to visit.

"Okay, I'll go in the summer vacation."

"I'll go too, I'll have Hedwig notify you then."

Harry added quickly after hearing this.

He also received an invitation from Mrs. Weasley.

After eating, Squeak flapped its small wings and left the castle.

Its sleeping tree nest was still lying in Bouncing's pocket.

On Friday's Potions class, Moon finally saw Snape.

The medal ceremony had long ended, and Snape had appeared on the front page of the Daily Prophet for three consecutive days.

The Slytherin students were very happy this week, and they could hear them talking about their head of house everywhere.

Compared to the little wizards' enthusiastic discussions, Snape was not so excited, but looked very tired.

After the Potions class ended, Snape called Moon to his office, took out a small box of potion, and said somewhat tiredly.

"Here are thirty servings of Plant Growth Potion, the rest will be made up next week."