"Joel, what are you doing?" Allen stepped forward and pulled Joel out of the bathroom, "The two of us have reconciled."
"What did you do last night that I don't know about?" Joel looked suspicious, holding a basin of dirty clothes in his hand.
"That's it..." Eddie took a bite of the chocolate frog. Only two legs of the frog were exposed and struggled desperately. "Last night Qiu came to talk to me, and then I felt that I was a little sensitive before, and I overreacted and spoke.
It’s a little hurtful.”
"There was no big conflict in the first place," Allen took over. "Just talk it over and Eddie agreed to take tutoring."
"I don't want to get a few more Ts and then be repeated for a year. That would be too uncomfortable." Eddie
"By the way, wasn't it you who asked Haylis to find Qiu Zhang?" Eddie put the frog legs into his mouth, then took out a pack of licorice sticks, "Why are you so surprised that we reconciled?"
Joel didn't say anything anymore. Yesterday, Haylis asked about the conflict between Allen and Eddie. She probably found Qiu.
"By the way, what did you do last night?" Allen suddenly asked, "I haven't seen anyone all night."
"Ah..." Joel blinked, "I sprained my foot yesterday when I went downstairs. It hurt for a long time, so I went to the hospital wing to stay all night."
"Where's Sergey?" Joel asked.
"Going home," Eddie replied. "He left early this morning. I heard there was something urgent. I think he was quite irritable."
The atmosphere in the dormitory became harmonious again. Joel's foot was seriously injured, but Madam Pomfrey from the hospital wing just applied some kind of green ointment to his injured area, and he was able to move without any problems in just one night.
For the past two days, every sunrise and sunset, he would point the tip of his staff at his heart and whisper the incantation: Amado, Animo, Animado, Animagus.
This spell does not appear in the transfiguration books circulating on the market. Most books only briefly skip the Animagus. At most, they explain the difference between the Animagus and other transfiguration techniques, and even the methods of identification are not mentioned.
It's unclear. If Joel hadn't upgraded the Animagus to an advanced level, there would be no way to practice it.
He guessed that James and others should have used the invisibility cloak to sneak into the restricted area of Hogwarts and found detailed practice methods there.
Until Thursday morning, Sergey had not answered Hogwarts. The three people in the dormitory carried the Potions textbook and parchment and walked to the Dark Arts classroom. They planned to complete the Potions paper due next week in Professor Quirrell's class.
.
At eight o'clock, Professor Quirrell entered the classroom with the bell ringing. The students below were sitting together in twos and threes chatting. Many of them didn't even take their textbooks.
Joel put down his book and looked at each other with Professor Quirrell. Quirrell glanced at Joel and lowered his head, hiding the light in his eyes. He ignored the noisy students in the audience and stumbled over to read the text.
As soon as Joel opened the Potions textbook, a prompt came from the system.
Congratulations on triggering the side mission: saving the tiger cub with heterochromatic eyes.
The tiger cub fell into the clutches of Black Hood, what does he want? Mission requirements: Find the whereabouts of the tiger cub with heterochromatic eyes and rescue it; find out the identity of Black Hood and punish him (punishment props have been distributed to the inventory).
Reward for successful mission: the trust of the heterochromatic pupil tiger cub. There is no penalty for failure of the mission.
What the hell kind of reward is this? What use does he need that tiger's trust for? Can it be used as food?
If there is no punishment, then just don’t do it.
Joel knew who the Black Hood was, so he wanted to give Voldemort a try for this reward? Just kidding, he is not a fool.
Curiosity prompted him to open the inventory, and there lay a bottle of...glue?
Joel opened the item information and confirmed that this punishment item was a bottle of strong glue.
Half of his face turned black. Is the system playing tricks on him? Can strong glue have a disciplinary effect?
"Well, I'm going to invite some students to come up and give a demonstration," Professor Quirrell rambled on, and the students in the audience sneered again, "About the leg-locking curse, the content...
…”
"Yes, is there any classmate willing to volunteer to come on stage?" He seemed to be very afraid of communicating with his classmates. After saying this, he looked at everyone in the audience with expectant eyes.
It's a pity that no one pays attention to him. After getting along with him for one school year, the second-year student has a very clear understanding of Professor Quirrell's teaching style. In this case, as long as he ignores him, he will continue to talk on his own after a while.
After ten seconds of silence in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Professor Quirrell's voice sounded again: "Everyone, please pull away the tables and chairs, make a clear space, and stand in pairs to practice the leg-locking spell."
His voice was still stammering, but there was a hint of unquestionability in his tone.
The students sighed, but Quirrell was a professor after all. Even if they were dissatisfied, they would not openly disobey orders. They had no choice but to put away the extracurricular magazines on the table and pull the table away.
Sergey didn't come, so the number of students in class today was an odd number. Eddie and Allen had just ended their cold war and were in their honeymoon period, so they got together as a couple and left Joel aside.
"Um..." Haylis came over, as if she wanted to get together with Joel, but Qiu intercepted her halfway.
Hailis looked at Joel and saw him shaking his head towards her, and then she was relieved to get together with Qiu.
Joel himself was left alone. This year, Joel was praised in turn by the professors at Hogwarts, and he also received all-O grades. Students in the same grade knew his level of magic very well. Naturally, no one wanted to talk to him at this time.
If you practice together, it would be bad if you embarrass yourself in front of the big guys.
It was just what Joel wanted, he also wanted to carefully formulate a potions thesis.
Professor Quirrell glanced at him and said, "Mr. Taylor, don't you have a companion to practice spells?"
Joel was stunned for a second, "Some of my classmates have asked for leave and have gone home. They won't be back until two days later."
"Ah..." Quirrell's tone made Joel unable to hear his emotions, "I'm very impressed by you."
Joel's heart almost jumped out of his chest when he heard this. He was very panicked. His eyebrows trembled uneasily. He grinned and showed the smile that he should show when he hears the teacher's praise at his age.
"The paper is very insightful," Professor Quirrell praised. "Although the difficulty of the Slug Curse is not very high, few second-year students can understand how this spell works, even though there are some mistakes.
, but overall it’s still very in-depth.”
Joel felt chills all over after hearing this. In order not to attract Professor Quirrell's attention, he even made a few mistakes in his class assignment paper. Unexpectedly, even so, Professor Quirrell would still notice him.
God is jealous of talents!
At this moment, Joel wanted to look up to the sky and scream three times, complaining to God about the unfairness of his fate, why he couldn't hide his intelligence even though he deliberately concealed his clumsiness.