Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

"No," McGee said. "Same as Weed Grey."

"How many students will be using the Potions room?"

"Uh..." The house-elf hesitated: "Six? Seven? Six?"

"Six or seven people... one of them may not go?" Wade asked.

McGee shook his head. "They thought she was one of them, but she wasn't."

"I see." Wade took out a small copy of the friend's book and handed it to McGee, saying, "I think you know how to use this. If it is inconvenient for you to go to the Potions classroom tomorrow, please let me know, okay?"

"Okay, McGee will do it - McGee is happy to help Weed Grey." McGee bowed happily and disappeared with the Book of Friends with a "pop".

……

"Wade, have you noticed--" In the History of Magic class, Michael looked around and lowered his voice and said, "Slytherin is a little weird today?"

"What do you mean?" Vader asked.

"Just now at the door, Zabini actually smiled at me. It was really scary." Michael rubbed his arms and said, "Are these guys planning something bad?"

Slytherin students have always had a bad reputation, but they stick together. Since the conflict between Wade and Malfoy in the corridor, other Slytherin students no longer greet them. Even in the classroom, the two sides are clearly divided and will not mix together.

However, the conflict between the two sides did not rise to the level of two houses, nor did they constantly cause trouble for each other like Gryffindor and Slytherin.

"Take away that 'maybe'." Wade lowered his voice and said, "They are planning to ambush me!"

"Ambush you...in the Potions classroom?" Michael suddenly realized, "No wonder you suddenly brought up the topic of potions yesterday... Are you planning to wait until they are ready before reporting to the professor? Or..."

He rolled his eyes and said excitedly in a lower voice: "Lead Professor Snape over there--"

Chapter 89 Good Intentions, Malice

Vader glanced at him and shook his head.

"Uh..." Michael was stunned: "That's not your idea? Then you are planning to--"

"I'll go by myself," said Wade.

"——Got it." Michael nodded: "I will call everyone."

"No, Michael. I mean - I'll go by myself," Vader emphasized again.

Michael's eyes widened instantly, his face full of astonishment. After a while, he frowned and said, "Who are you? You are not my friend Wade - are you a fake Gryffindor?"

Wade was speechless: "——I'm not kidding."

"Are you crazy?" Michael was serious and anxious, almost shouting: "They are a group of people, and you are just one!"

"Ok, I know."

Wade patted his arm to calm him down - Michael's reaction was so big that even Professor Binns, who was lecturing slowly, looked over.

Michael quickly lowered his head and held up "History of Magic" to block the professor's gaze. He turned around and glared at Wade fiercely, gritting his teeth and saying, "Any normal student knows that when a group of people want to bully you, the right thing to do is to report to the professor!"

"Yes, you are right." Wade also whispered, "But then the Slytherins will think we are cowards and nerds who only know how to tell the professor. If they fail this time, they will definitely plot the next time."

"Then teach them a lesson they will never forget!" Michael's eyes looked particularly deep. "Listen, I have an idea - Professor Snape has a Potions class in the fourth grade this afternoon. After class, you go and ask questions, and take the opportunity to delay Professor Snape. Then I'll find someone to pass the message to Slytherin, let them think you are alone there, and you can throw a few dung bombs to say hello first..."

"And then Snape, who was drowned in the dung bombs, ate them alive?" Wade asked.

"How is it, isn't it great?" Michael asked eagerly.

Vader nodded, "Great."

"Then we-"

"I decided to go by myself." Wade still said stubbornly.

Michael was silent for a moment, then said faintly, "Don't tell me - you were touched by Harry and Neville's efforts and decided to move closer to Gryffindor?"

"How could that be?" Wade laughed dumbly: "I just... um... I can make sure that I won't suffer any loss, and... I don't want to take advantage of Professor Snape's kindness and sense of responsibility..."

Michael was silent.

He lay on the table exhausted and sighed helplessly: "Weide - people who are too moral will definitely suffer -"

Vader couldn't help but laugh.

"At least not this time," he said.

Wade was very grateful to Michael for always thinking about him, even at the cost of offending Slytherin and trying to use Professor Snape, but there were some things he couldn't tell Michael.

For example, Voldemort or the Death Eaters will have to visit the school every year in the future. The situation they will face in the future will be much more cruel than it is now. Many people will die, even Dumbledore, who seems omnipotent in the eyes of the students.

For example, when Slytherin faced him, there were several house-elves in the school always keeping an eye on the situation, so he was not in any danger at all.

And... Michael's guess was correct, he was indeed touched by Harry and Neville.

Watching them getting injured again and again in the umbrella house piled with cushions and pillows, and getting up again and again to train, Wade would think of the little savior in the plot who didn't even master the "Expelliarmus" but went alone to face Quirrell and Voldemort.

Of course, Wade still felt that he was too reckless... but if he thought about it from another angle, was he being too cautious and lacking courage?

If in an environment where the safety factor is over 90% and even if an accident can be resolved in time, he cannot directly face the threat of several children, but has to use conspiracy and tricks to deceive other people to solve it...then after Voldemort is resurrected in the future, will he have to flee Britain with his tail between his legs?

——Even if he has to leave this land one day, he should leave in a dignified and upright manner, instead of abandoning his friends and teachers, his dreams and future, and running away with his parents like a stray dog.

Moreover, it was not only Harry and his friends who were training in battle during this period. Wade also observed, learned, and grew up in the battle. He found that even the best Harry and Hermione were actually just standing still to output - they were not flexible, they didn't know many spells, and the power of their spells was also very limited.

It's not that they don't want to move and dodge when the opponent's spell comes, but once they move, the magic gestures will change, and their own spells will easily fail or miss - this is the case for both of them, and Slytherin students can't be that strong.

This is the normal level for first graders.

So even if he faced twice as many people, Wade couldn't think of any reason why he would lose.

……

Coincidentally, the afternoon Herbology class was still taught by Ravenclaw and Slytherin together. Although the two sides kept their distance, some of the Slytherin's malice almost became real -

They were not great actors, and being able to keep a secret for a whole day was already their limit. However, the exchange of glances and the occasional smug and gloating look they gave Wade made clear what they wanted to say, causing the students who had nothing to do with the matter to notice it.

"Vader, Slytherin seems to be planning something bad."

During the practical operation, Anthony Goldstein ran over and said to Wade: "Let's go together after class to avoid them causing trouble for you."

Wade looked at him, then looked over his shoulder at the students behind him. He shook his head at their worried looks and said with a smile, "Thank you - but no thanks. I know what I'm doing."

Goldstein turned to Michael and said, "Michael—"

"Don't try to persuade him." Michael shrugged. "When this guy gets stubborn, no one can persuade him!"

When the get out of class was over, several Slytherin students lingered outside the greenhouse, while the Ravenclaws, at Wade's signal, followed Goldstein and left.

"Mr. Gray—" Professor Sprout suddenly said, "These sap grasses need to be moved to a greenhouse. Can you help me get them?"

Wade was about to leave when he paused for a moment, then said, "Of course, Professor."

He picked up a pot of sap grass, and Professor Sprout also held a pot. When leaving Greenhouse No. 1, the head of Hufflepuff looked at the Slytherins who were lingering around the greenhouse, his face sank, and he asked in a cold voice: "What else do you want?"

Although Professor Sprout is usually cheerful and easy to talk to, when she frowns, it's like a volcano about to erupt, which is very scary.

Malfoy and others said hurriedly, "No, no." Then they ran away in a hurry.

Vader almost laughed out loud.

Professor Sprout turned his gaze to him, and his smile suddenly became friendly: "Mr. Grey, I think you need some help?"

Vader smiled and shook his head. His eyes were clear and his smile was gentle as he said, "Thank you, Professor. It's just a few minor misunderstandings - I can handle it myself."

Chapter 90 Ambush, Counterattack

Malfoy and his group ran away in a hurry, and when they returned to the empty Potions classroom, they all felt a little depressed.

"Draco, we have prepared all the mechanisms - what happened?" Two girls walked in cautiously holding a few glass bottles, and they were a little surprised when they saw the looks of the crowd.

"Go away, Pansy." Nott frowned, drooped his shoulders, and said weakly: "Gray will definitely not come... Professor Sprout saw it, she left Weed Grey behind."

"You guys are too impatient. Now everything is messed up!"

Malfoy kicked a stool over angrily, then sat down at the table angrily. Crabbe and Goyle glared at others with bulging eyes, as if it was someone else's fault.

"Let's wait for next time." Zabini shook his head, sat down as well, and sighed: "As long as you want - there will always be a time to stop him."

Having said that, the morale of the Slytherins, except for Malfoy, began to decline.

The blonde girl who followed Pansy in said hesitantly, "What should we do with these potions? Throw them away?"

The bottle contained a failed scabies potion. Malfoy was good at potions, but in the first potions class, Neville's failed potion caused quite a mess, which left a deep impression on Malfoy.

In his opinion, that potion was much more effective than any scabies treatment.

This time, in order to deal with Wade Grey, Malfoy secretly boiled a pot of scabies potion, and deliberately put porcupine quills in the pot before taking it off the fire, successfully obtaining a large bottle of green poison that could melt the crucible.

Unfortunately, this agent is evaporating all the time. It won't be long before it changes from a highly corrosive acidic solution into an ordinary liquid that will not cause any harm to people except for the unpleasant smell.

Malfoy waved his hand and said, "Throw it away... Wait, give it to me, Daphne."

He suddenly thought of a bad idea, took the glass bottles from Daphne, and carefully put them one by one into the cabinet in the corner - Malfoy had inquired and knew that Wade often sat in that position.

"I have more here, Draco!" Pansy pushed Daphne aside and enthusiastically handed over the potion in her hand.

Daphne hesitated, "What if I hurt someone?"

"Who cares!" Malfoy said indifferently, "It's their bad luck! Maybe the professor will give Gray a detention! - Wade Grey, why did you put such a dangerous thing in the desk? Deliberately harming classmates, Ravenclaw will deduct 50 points!"

Malfoy imitated Professor Snape scolding Harry Potter, which made everyone laugh. Nott also made a strange expression and cried in a shrill voice: "I didn't, Professor - I don't know what happened -"

“Hahahaha——” The others laughed so hard that they banged the table and almost couldn’t breathe.

"Here he comes! Here he comes!" A boy ran in quickly, shouting excitedly, "Draco, he's coming this way!"

"Who?" Malfoy didn't react for a moment.

"Who else could it be?" The boy named Millicent Bulstrode jumped up and shouted anxiously, "—Weed Grey!"

"How could it be—" Zabini said in confusion.

"He must have thought that with the professor's warning, we wouldn't dare to do anything!" Malfoy jumped off his chair, took out another potion bottle from the desk and cupboard and stuffed it into the mouths of several people, urging, "Hurry up, hurry up, do as we agreed before!"

Everyone moved, the two girls moved away, but Pansy couldn't help but move closer to Malfoy, as if fighting alongside him. Several boys drew their wands and locked the windows of the classroom, then prepared to cast spells, Crabbe and Goyle were ready to throw the scabies potion like grenades, and Nott also took out two hidden dung bombs from under the medicine cabinet.

Daphne lay down beside the window and watched. In order to avoid being discovered, she hid in the corner and observed carefully.