Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 156 Punishment
Even though there are still a few days until Halloween, but in Hogwarts, a group of lively little wizards have already begun to have hope and anticipation early.

Pumpkin heads with candles began to appear in every corner of the castle.

And above the midair, the expressions on the faces of the ghosts shuttling back and forth were no longer as numb as before, and began to become more colorful.

Even Professor Binns in the past few days brought unprecedented emotions into his voice during the class, and his interest became a little higher when he started the class.

Although it didn't make much difference to the other little wizards, Dashui still lay down on the table and fell asleep.But it made Hermione very happy to hear it, and her eyes sparkled.

Harry bet that if there was no way to find Professor Binns, she would definitely be chasing after everyone and asking non-stop with that notebook.

In the past few days, the person who lived the most comfortably should be Ron.

His two twin brothers, Fred and George, made a 180-degree change in their attitudes after some investigation and confirmed that their younger brother was not bragging.

So much so that every time it was time for class, Draco could see the pockets of his robes bulging.

There are all kinds of delicious candies... Even the violet candies are stuffed into their mouths as if they don't need money, and the other three can't help but tremble their eyelids, speechless.

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In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the four of them stood among the bustling crowd as usual, each holding a thick copy of "Dark Arts: A Guide to Self-Defense".

It's just that, unlike other little wizards who are their own companions, their red and green school uniforms will always be a surprising alternative in the first grade...

Quirrell was still wearing his broad black cloak and thick hood.While shrinking his neck as usual, he lowered his head and timidly looked at the textbook.While speaking slowly with that garlic-stuttered accent...

"Sucking... vampires, none, is undoubtedly dangerous. If, if you can't handle it well... then, you will become their companions."

Even though autumn is turning into winter at this moment, the sweat on Quirrell's forehead is still the same as before, and it will flow down the edge of the scarf from time to time, so that he can only lift it up again and again after lectures. Arms, wipe them clean with sleeves.

It also added a bit of ups and downs to the already unsmooth lecture rhythm.

"What are you getting for Halloween, licorice sticks, or chocolate frogs?"

"Honeymelon Zile! I bought a lot of honeydew melon zola last time, and I haven't finished it yet... But I'm actually going to get some licorice sticks later. I can give it to Del. He seems to like it very much. "

"I met Dab before the class, and he said that the supply in the past few days should be greatly improved!"

"Really!?" A little girl in a Gryffindor red robe heard her companion's words, her eyes lit up, and she almost cried out in excitement.

……

……

Among the crowd, the sparse conversations and exchanges have never stopped since the beginning of class.

And this is also the norm in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.Because Quirrell, as a professor, rarely stopped the behavior of speaking or deserting the following.Most, if not too much, will give a certain degree of acquiescence.As a result, the students became more and more unscrupulous.

In the crowd, even Draco had no intention of continuing to listen to Quirrell, but Hermione was still under the influence of the surrounding environment, with her mouth pursed and her eyes widened, struggling to support herself.

Ron stood on tiptoe and looked out through the glass on the classroom wall not far away.

Look at the seniors riding brooms, hiding pumpkin heads stuffed with candy in various corners outside.

The rags and old bandages that had been prepared for a long time were hung on the spiers and attics of the castle, creating a terrifying atmosphere.

"do you know?"

Suddenly, Ron withdrew his gaze and said abruptly

"Fred and George told me another secret today."

"Oh, it's really rare."

Regarding Ron's so-called "secret", Draco still maintained the same attitude as usual. After a sneer, he rolled his huge white eyes and turned his gaze to the other side.

Just when Ron stared again for a moment, fortunately Harry, as a peacemaker, hurriedly asked.

"Uh... what is it?"

After getting the response he wanted, Ron smiled in satisfaction. He first looked around, especially at Draco.

After confirming that no one noticed this, he put his head next to Harry's ear and said seriously

"You may not believe it... Actually, the candy vending machine in the principal's office is different from other vending machines—it's a special version!"

"Special version!?"

Harry was startled for a moment, then turned his head in surprise and looked at Ron beside his ear.

"Ok!"

Ron nodded solemnly, with wisdom shining in his eyes, and continued
"Fred said that when he was called to the principal's office by Principal Dumbledore last time, he actually looked at the candy vending machine seriously.

That candy vending machine has two more slots than the others! ! "

As soon as the words came out, not only Harry, but even Draco, who had been pretending to turn his head away and listened to him, couldn't help raising his brows.

"real!"

As if to make his words more believable, he hastily added another sentence.

"At first, Fred also felt that he was wrong, so he went back and told George about it. However, George deliberately found a reason to look at it, and then he decided that there were indeed two extra grids!
I think this news should be the most credible part of what they said. "

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know when you go to see it with your own eyes."

Finally, Draco turned his head back, sighed, and said to Ron.

However, just as Ron was thinking about the credibility of this matter for a while, and was about to speak to Draco, suddenly, in front of the podium, Ron heard Professor Quirrell call out his name.

And it's not just him, Harry and Draco are all mentioned by it.

The three of them were taken aback for a moment, then raised their heads subconsciously, and looked towards the front where Quirrell was.

At some point, he had put down the lesson plan in his hand, and turned out a thick stack of yellowed parchment.

"Wey, Weasley, Potter, Malfoy..."

Quirrell wiped the sweat from his head, stretched out his hand, fiddled with the yellowed parchment, and pulled out three sheets from it with precision.

"This, this is the paper I left a few days ago... When, when facing a vampire, what should we do..."

As he said that, Quirrell finally raised his head slowly. For some reason, looking into the other's eyes, Draco felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

Subconsciously, he once again overlapped Quirrell's eyes with the scene he saw that night.

Draco frowned slightly.But soon, after thinking about what his uncle said in that letter not long ago, he suppressed all the uneasiness in his heart and continued to listen to Quirrell's speech.

"Gentlemen, I found out that you are suspected of plagiarism in the papers of the three of you."

Hearing this, Ron and Harry's faces turned pale for a moment, and they couldn't help shrinking their necks in guilt, carefully avoiding Quirrell's scrutiny.

After some performance, he almost put the words "I copied this assignment" directly on his face.

Looking at the performance of the two, Quirrell sneered in his heart.But the expression on his face is still the same as before, and he continued gently
"No, whether it's the title of the paper or the format of the subtitle, it's all pretty much the same. Not to mention, you guys are..."

Quirrell acted very similarly, stuttering but meticulous, which made the big-hearted Ron feel a bit of a toothache.

His face was blushing, and he didn't even say the words that followed, so he simply reached in and drew a circle emphatically on a large paragraph of the thesis.

"One, exactly the same!"

"I'm sorry Professor..."

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Harry had no choice but to lower his head in shame, and walked out of the crowd step by step like a penguin, facing Quirrell, and sincerely expressed his apology.

"Ugh……"

Sighing, seeing that Harry had already walked out, Ron and Draco had no choice but to follow, and came to both sides of Harry one after another.

Quirrell took a deep breath, frowned slightly, and the cowardice on his face disappeared, replaced by a little resentment.

"This, this is a very serious behavior."

He raised his arm slightly and threw three pieces of parchment into the air.

A gust of wind emerged out of thin air, engulfing it and sending it back to the hands of the three of them.

"Very, sorry gentlemen, I must bring you some, some punishment."

He stretched out two fingers, facing the crowd, and continued:

"I, here are two options."

"One, it's Slytherin House, minus fifty points, and Gryffindor minus twenty-five points..."

As soon as this remark came out, there was a burst of exclamation among the students. Whether it was Gryffindor, Slytherin, or even Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, they all had faces of "see you!" Ghost", a noisy discussion started.

After all, the severity of the punishment this time is unprecedented!Even Professor Snape, who loves to deduct points the most, has never deducted such a huge amount of points in class at one time.

"An... be quiet!"

But even in the face of the objections of many students, Quirrell didn't seem to have the slightest intention to take back what he just said.He stopped everyone with righteous words, and continued
"The second... is, on Halloween, that is, at dinner time on November [-]st, go to Mr. Filch and accept the toilet cleaning arrangement from him!"

"Halloween!?" Ron wailed, "Why can't it be any other day, why must it be Halloween!?"

"Professor, can I go a day early? Please, please."

However, it was obvious that, facing Ron's begging, Quirrell still kept his mouth tightly shut and shook his head stubbornly.

At the same time, it also made the faces of Harry and Draco, who did not speak, even more ugly.

Quirrell paused, looked around the crowd, and sighed.Immediately, with a sincere tone, slowly confided:

"I, I know, most of you, probably can't understand why they are given such a heavy punishment... That's because, black, Defense Against the Dark Arts class is a very important class, it It is not limited to exams, or theories in books, but also the skills that can save your lives at critical times."

"I know, or, maybe you are sneering at what I said, and you don't understand... But, as your professor, I must be responsible to you! Although this punishment is only for the three of them, but, I I want all the little wizards present here to remember... One day you will grow up and become the new life force of the wizarding world, and the role of black, Defense Against the Dark Arts is to protect you from those Invasion of evil forces. I hope that in the future, you will maintain a serious attitude in the face of me and this "Black Magic: Self-Defense Guide"... Seriously finish every class, finish every lesson carefully, and complete every chapter. One assignment."

Quirrell's remarks were impassioned and impassioned, and even made the little wizards who were still noisy on the spot bow their heads in shame, not daring to look at him.

As for Hermione, she was so touched that tears of emotion appeared in her eyes.

Seeing such a scene, the three of Harry felt a bit of bitterness in their mouths, but they could only lower their heads like everyone else, pretending to be deeply educated, and dared not say anything else.

"call……"

Breathing out slowly, Quirrell wiped the sweat from his forehead again and asked.

"Okay...Now, now, tell me, do you choose to deduct points, pay it back, or clean the toilet?"

Draco pushed his head down hard, hiding the twitching corners of his mouth and clenched brows.

Although it sounds like Quirrell has given two choices, in fact, he clearly knows that the three of them can choose something, and the only one is to clean the toilet.

Why do you ask?Look at those pairs of eyes behind them.Draco is sure that if the three of them choose to deduct points under such circumstances, then, within half a day, titles such as "coward", "shame of the academy", and "oil bottle" will be recognized by everyone. The angry little wizards don't want to hit them in front of them.

And the next thing to face may be "cold violence" or worse...

"We chose to clean the toilet."

Taking a deep breath, the three looked at each other, and then gave the final answer.

(End of this chapter)