Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 76 Slytherin's Little Secret
In recent days, the teachers at Hogwarts suddenly discovered that Slytherin students always fell asleep during class.

It would have been fine if they had fallen asleep in History of Magic and Defense Against the Dark Arts, but there were even people who dozed off in Snape's Potions class and even spilled the cauldron while bowing, causing a big accident.

Professor Snape was so angry that his face turned purple. He never thought that a Slytherin student would dare to fall asleep in class under his high pressure.

The result was obvious. Even though Snape was as stingy as Grandet with house points, he still deducted five to twenty points from each student depending on the severity of the offense.

The person who was deducted 20 points was because he dozed off and spilled the potion in the crucible onto the student in front of him.

Gryffindor took Potions class together with Slytherin. If Slytherin suffered, Gryffindor naturally couldn't escape either. But at least the Gryffindor students tried their best to restrain themselves, so even if Snape found fault, he wouldn't lose many points.

Even Harry was affected because he stirred a little too fast and was deducted a point by Snape.

Under Snape's visible manipulation, Gryffindor's points decreased day by day along with Slytherin's, from first and second to third and fourth, and the first place was actually...

It turned out to be a fucking Hufflepuff! The Slytherin students stomped their feet and cursed.

This is not the most outrageous thing. Joseph Rawl, a second-year Slytherin, actually fell asleep on his broom during flying class.

"God, you're such a sleepyhead, aren't you, Sleepy Joe?" his classmates jeered.

Joe is a nickname for Joseph.

Sleepy Joe didn't care about the ridicule of his classmates. It was just a small deal with the knowledgeable Miss Merope.

but……

Miss Merope is so pretty...

Why isn't she the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts?

Professors of other courses also noticed this problem, but apart from dozing off in class, the Slytherin students performed exceptionally well. No matter what spell it was, they could cast it almost immediately, as if they had practiced it many times before.

Regarding this situation, the professors could only attribute it to the fact that the Slytherin students studied more hard and seriously, and told them to take care of their health in addition to studying, without giving it much thought.

As Slytherin continued to win points in other classes, Snape decided to turn a blind eye.

He has more important things to do.

So, after dinner every time, Draco would stand in front of the dormitory door, looking around, holding a small notebook in his hand, writing down the names of people in line.

When a student with dark circles under his eyes and staggering came out of the dormitory, Draco would call the next person according to the arranged names.

Before going to bed at night, Merope would share some of her power with Draco as promised.

Draco just went to the Chamber of Secrets once, but he didn't remember what happened in the Chamber of Secrets.

However, after that, Merope never asked him to take the notes to the Chamber of Secrets again, but stayed in the Slytherin common room, showing no intention of leaving.

Draco just thought that she had retrieved the "Merlin's Secret Treasure" and didn't say much. After all, the share he got now was pretty good.

Everything was going on normally in Gryffindor. After dinner on Friday, Harry and his two friends, along with the new members Neville and Seamus, came to the Room of Requirement.

Ron was responsible for teaching Seamus, while Hermione was responsible for teaching Neville. While Harry tried to practice the weapon chain, he also gave suggestions on their shortcomings.

After trying to Expelliarmus more than ten times, which all ended in blowing up his hands, Harry stepped forward and interrupted Seamus who was about to try again.

"Listen to me, Seamus." Harry said to the depressed Seamus, "I seem to see another way in you..." "Another way?" Seamus raised his head.

"There are some wizards with natural talents - just like Cassandra Malfoy in the book, she is a natural master of stunning spells." Harry put his hand on Seamus' shoulder and said softly, "All her spells have the property of stunning..."

"Which book did you read that in?" Hermione came over and asked with interest.

"The restricted section, I forgot which book it was." Harry replied casually.

There was a gleam of hope in Seamus' eyes: "Really? Harry, you mean... I..."

"Yes, Seamus." Harry said firmly, "Just like that Ms. Malfoy, and you, my friend, you are a natural master of blasting spells. Perhaps we can try to skip Expelliarmus and learn some blasting spells."

"Yes!" Seamus said eagerly.

"Look, wave your wand like me and point it at the dummy in front." Harry instructed Seamus and waved his hand to cast a spell.

"Confringo!"

A beam of orange-red light shot out from Harry's wand, and a dazzling glow bloomed where the dummy was hit.

"Oh!"

The dummy that was hit by the blasting spell had its limbs shattered and scattered all over the ground of the duel arena created by the Room of Requirement, turning into sand and disappearing into nothingness.

"Cool!" Seamus' eyes lit up.

Although his mother was a wizard, his father was a Muggle who didn't understand magic. When he was a child, he often watched TV with his father, and he was particularly interested in war scenes.

What man could resist the temptation to fire a howitzer and blast the enemy to pieces?

But Seamus was a little hesitant again. The failure of practicing the spell just now made him doubt himself.

"Um, Harry, can I really do this?" Seamus scratched his head and said, "I've seen this spell in a book, but it's something you can only learn in the sixth grade. I'm only a first-year student now..."

"Believe me," Harry said seriously, his green eyes full of encouragement, "You can do it."

Ximo felt warm in his heart and nodded heavily.

He walked to a short distance from the dummy and raised his wand.

Harry suddenly had an idea and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, Seamus raised his wand, pointed it at the dummy and yelled, "Confringo!"

A beam of red light shot out and hit the dummy, making an explosion louder than the one when Harry cast the spell just now.

Harry only had time to raise a shield of armor to protect himself.

Hermione and Ron crouched down with their heads covered in defense, their movements in perfect sync.

The dummy's parts were blown all over the place. One of its arms drew an arc and landed accurately on Neville's head with a snap.

"Why am I always the unlucky one?" Neville asked with tears in his eyes, covering his head.

(End of this chapter)