Professor McGonagall felt her blood rushing to her temples. She looked at the two innocent-looking boys, with angry eyes behind her lenses. After learning everything that happened in the Potions class, she immediately found them.
Because I was so surprised and excited that I was even a little incoherent, it took me a few seconds to organize my words.
"In the more than a thousand years since Hogwarts was founded, nothing like this has ever happened." Professor McGonagall said in a low voice with great restraint: "Two students dare to openly disobey the teacher. You must report to Snape."
Professor apologizes..."
"I believe," Erwin shouted angrily, "that the courage to stand up to any injustice or injustice is the true embodiment of Gryffindor courage."
Neville subconsciously wanted to nod, but stopped abruptly when he saw Professor McGonagall's stern expression.
It was directly related to the spirit of the academy. Professor McGonagall's face darkened, "What? Do you think Professor Snape is evil? Do you have to fight against your teacher?"
"At least this is true for Neville. Professor Snape has brought him indelible mental trauma during these four weeks, and this trauma is likely to stay with him for the rest of his life." Erwin said righteously,
"I think Professor, you should know better than us how hostile Snape is to Gryffindor students. I saved Neville, so I think you should give me extra points."
Neville was a little shy, and Erwin seemed to be exaggerating a little, but he did feel that Erwin saved him from Professor Snape's grasp, provided he didn't think about what to do with his Potions grade.
Professor McGonagall seemed to be choked by something. She took a deep breath and said, "I don't want to argue with you. Come with me. It seems that this matter can only be handled by the principal."
She took them to the top of the main building of the castle, where there was a huge gargoyle statue. Professor McGonagall waved her wand, and the statue moved out of the way in a very natural posture, as if it were a living thing, revealing the spiral shape behind it.
ladder.
As they climbed the stairs, Neville screamed and they were sent directly into the principal's office. Professor Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for them. Next to him was Professor Snape, who always had a gloomy face.
"Aha, it's these two little guys." A whisper came from the side. Erwin looked over and saw some busts hanging on the wall. From the nameplates, it was known that they were the past principals of Hogwarts. They seemed to be very intelligent.
Much higher than other portraits in Hogwarts.
"I have heard the specific situation from Snape, McGonagall." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Erwin, I have to say that you have brought us more surprises than all other students in the past month.
"
"You already know?" Professor McGonagall was really relieved, "Erwin, Neville, apologize to Professor Snape..."
"I don't need their apology." Snape said coldly.
"What?" Professor McGonagall was a little unhappy, "But you really don't intend to teach them?"
Although she is well-behaved, she is not without a temper.
"This is Frost and Longbottom's own request. As a responsible teacher, I should respect the students' wishes."
He emphasized his tone when he said "responsible".
"So you two," Dumbledore looked at the two students, "do you still insist on your decision?"
"Of course." Erwin said without hesitation.
Neville was a little timid when he met the principal for the first time, but he gritted his teeth and nodded.
I am Gryffindor, brave Gryffindor. He kept saying to himself in his heart.
"There is no other way." Dumbledore sighed, "Since both parties agree, this is the only way."
Professor McGonagall was stunned. The development of the situation was completely different from what she thought. "But this is against the rules..."
"This is exactly in line with the rules." Dumbledore interrupted her, "Professor Snape is responsible for potions teaching, and we should not dictate what is right or wrong."
Mag didn't speak, but still looked unhappy.
When leaving the principal's office, Neville secretly glanced at Snape's face and couldn't help but shudder.
They returned to the Gryffindor common room and found it packed with people. Most of the students started applauding when they saw them.
Obviously, Gryffindors of all grades have been suffering from Snape for a long time.
"It's impossible for you to learn Potions alone without the guidance of a teacher." Hermione was never afraid of being the one to spoil the fun. "What's more, the normal final test is only about the preparation of six potions, but Snape has to test you on ten
Second, he must want to see your jokes, or even want to make you drop out of school..."
"Don't listen to her." Fred, one of the twins, said, "There's no way you can't pass. All the senior students here are willing to lend you their first-year potions notes and tell you how to configure those damn potions."
Potion. When the exam comes, Snape will definitely not be able to find anything wrong with it."
"We got some cake and pumpkin juice from the kitchen." George said, "Now, let the party begin!"
There was cheering, and Hermione's lonely figure looked lonely in the crowd.
It was as if a balloon was inflating in Neville's chest. As long as he followed Erwin, he would receive attention that he had never had before. He smiled and told others about his heroic deeds in Potions class. This balloon until
It hadn't been punctured yet when he lay down on the bed to get ready for sleep.
"Erwin, why do you want to help me?" Neville suddenly asked, unable to sleep.
"Because we are friends." Erwin's clear voice came from the curtains of the bed opposite, "I think when I need help, Neville, you will definitely lend a helping hand, right?"
Friends, Neville repeated the word in his mind, and then nodded vigorously.
The next day, while having breakfast in the auditorium, Erwin and Neville naturally became the focus of Slytherin's attention. They called Professor Erwin weirdly and said that Neville was his poor little follower.
Neville didn't mind that much. Compared to other vicious words, being called a follower didn't seem to be a big deal.
Erwin turned a deaf ear to all kinds of sarcasm, but on the third day, he walked around the Slytherin table and shook his head slightly, "What a bunch of crooked people.
Zao, how did such an academy cultivate a character like the Dark Lord?"
All the Slytherins were silent. Some of the stunned Qing who couldn't see the situation clearly and wanted to get angry were immediately restrained by the people around him. How should they retort to Erwin? Could it be said that any of them can rival the Dark Lord in the future? But
If you don't refute it, do you think that admitting them is a fool's errand?
Whenever someone mentions someone they can't speak to, they can only stay silent. This is what their parents have warned them since they were young.
Neville admired Erwin more and more.
His life was much better than before, except when everyone else went to potions class, he was really restless in the lounge. Erwin told Snape that he would be responsible for teaching him how to make potions, but
He never mentioned it again, he seemed to have forgotten it, and Neville couldn't find him most of the time.
It wasn't until Saturday two weeks later that Erwin woke up early and woke Neville, "Take your cauldron and follow me." He said, pulling his suitcase.
Neville drowsily hugged the crucible and followed him out of the castle, "Where are we going?"
"Professor Snape won't let us use the Potions classroom. We have to find a new venue to practice preparing potions." Erwin said as he walked.
Neville looked around, "Are we going to the Forbidden Forest?" He was so frightened that he woke up completely.
"That's right, only that side has enough space and won't affect others."
"But aren't we allowed to go there?" Neville said quickly: "I heard that there are werewolves in the Forbidden Forest..."
"Hogwarts will not allow such dangerous creatures to exist near the school." Erwin said firmly, "Besides, we will only go to the outermost areas of the Forbidden Forest, and we will not encounter any danger."
"But this is against school rules. What if someone sees it..."
"Don't worry, I'm prepared."
Neville only hesitated for a second. He did not stop following Erwin. If you break the school rules, just break the school rules. From now on, he will not allow himself to be cowardly again.
Taking Neville, Erwin came to a clearing in the forest. He pointed his wand at the ground. With the wave of his arm, the piles of fallen leaves disappeared, revealing the dark ground.
Neville was stunned.
Erwin opened the suitcase, pulled out the locker, took out a bundle of wooden poles, and gave half of them to Neville. "Join me and stick these around the open space. Be careful not to scratch the inscriptions on them."
Neville did as he was told, "What is this for?" Neville asked after finishing the work.
"Go out and look this way." Erwin said.
The round-faced boy walked out of the clearing doubtfully. When he turned around, he rubbed his eyes in surprise and found that Erwin and his suitcase had disappeared, leaving only a bare clearing.
He took two steps forward, and then saw Erwin reappearing. Apparently the other person had not moved at all.
"Look, now we have a secret base." Erwin showed a child-like smile, which was an expression that was hard to see on his face.
These inscription rods, which can produce effects similar to the Disguise Spell, were made by Dipu. They are engraved with runes, or magic words, and can be arranged in a specific order to stabilize the effect of one or more spells. This is relatively advanced.
Hogwarts students only have the initial opportunity to learn knowledge in their third year. Although Erwin is very interested in it, his energy and time are limited after all, so he has to postpone his research on it.
This technology is generally used to make magic items. Rune inscriptions are very fragile and will lose all their effects if they are slightly damaged, so they are usually placed in the internal structure of magic items. If you split a broomstick, you can see
Antigravity and acceleration inscriptions within.
Erwin has been waiting for these things for the past two weeks. Making these simple inscription rods is almost the upper limit of Dipper's ability. He is really not a good wizard, and the only skills he has are forced to survive.
He came out. He has almost been squeezed out of all his value by Erwin.
Professor Stewart tried some research and couldn't figure out why the words used for divination by the Nordic people had such magical effects.
"Okay, Neville, now it's time for us to have Potions class." Erwin opened the Potions textbook, "Let me see, Professor Snape should have taught you about the primary protective fire potion last week, so you can do it today.
Don't worry about the raw materials, I bought a lot of them."
Sabi flies to London every one or two days, and already has a big problem with Erwin.
"Shall I start directly?" Neville was very unsure.
"If you are worried that you can't remember the steps, I suggest you record the contents in the book step by step and compare them step by step when making the potion. Oh, by the way," Erwin threw a ball of stuff to Neville, "a full set of protection
Wear dragon skin gloves, you don't have to worry about hurting yourself if you fail."
All things considered, Neville knew he could no longer back down. He took a deep breath and his eyes became focused. Fifteen minutes later, he looked at the rose-red liquid in the crucible in disbelief.
It worked, and it worked on the first try. The protective clothing and dragonhide gloves had no effect.
Tears welled up in Neville's eyes and gradually turned into tears. His nose blew out snot bubbles. He had not been favored since he was a child. His relatives even suspected that he had no magic talent. After he came to Hogwarts, he was even more ignored.
He was looked down upon, and everyone thought he was a silly little tearbag.
But now, he proved himself for the first time.
"I told you before, you are a genius." Erwin whispered.
This is the lowest level of potion. If you follow the steps strictly, there will be no problems.
Neville wiped away his tears and said, "Thank you, Erwin." He said solemnly.
From morning to noon, Neville refined all the potions he had learned before, and they were all successful without any mistakes. It was very different from his previous performance in potions class. His mental outlook had undergone tremendous changes.
changes and become more confident.
It is easy to shape a child's character, Erwin nodded secretly, it was not in vain for him to put so much thought into it.
He looked at the sky and said, "It's almost noon, let's go back to eat." He said to Neville, "By the way, since it's a secret base, don't tell others."
Neville nodded vigorously. Erwin trusted him so much, so naturally he would not let him down.