Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

"Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape... huh? Professor Snape went to Professor Dumbledore again. Professor Flitwick was with the students in his club... Snape Professor Lauter is still in the greenhouse..."

"Quirrell...Quirrell...Quirrell...Ha! I found you!"

Sure enough, Quirrell did not return to his office honestly, but ran to a place where he had no reason to go - this guy was on the eighth floor!

What was he doing on the eighth floor?

Moon held the gummy in his mouth and stared at Quirrell's name, wanting to see where he would go next.

Three seconds later, Munn's eyes suddenly became bigger than a copper bell.He never expected that Quirrell would disappear directly.

Eighth floor, disappear.

Room of Requirement!

Moon suddenly thought of this peculiar place on the eighth floor. Judging from Quirrell's position before disappearing, it should be near the tapestry where the troll beat the stupid Barnabas with a club.

Doesn't this guy think that Professor Dumbledore hid the Sorcerer's Stone in the Room of Requirement?There are so many changes there, even if Professor Dumbledore really hid the Sorcerer's Stone there, it would be difficult for Quirrell to find the right room.After all, with Professor Dumbledore's brain circuitry, he might have stuffed the Sorcerer's Stone in a room full of toilets.

Moon laughed out loud at his own thoughts. At the same time, he also felt that even he could think of these things, and there was really no reason why Quirrell couldn't.

In other words, Quirrell probably had other things to do when he went to the Room of Requirement.

He couldn't figure out what Quirrell was going to do, and he couldn't take the huge risk to give Quirrell a Legilimency shot. Besides, judging from Quirrell's nervousness, it was unlikely that Legilimency would succeed. The probability is too small.

But he had other ways of getting at Quirrell's side.

Yes, he had to do something with Quirrell.

Moon has always understood one thing deeply - in Hogwarts, a place destined to be unrest, if you want to live your own happy daily life quietly, you must first get rid of the troublemakers and them. Get rid of everything you did.

Otherwise, the so-called daily life is just a daydream.

The little tricks that the dark wizards of the Basilisk Club didn't enjoy last semester can be left to the lovely Professor Quirrell this time.

Moon rummaged through the box under the bed, took out a small brazier, lit a fire, and placed it on the cabinet next to it.

Start reading!

Of course, while reading the book, Moon did not forget to keep an eye on the Marauder's Map at all times.

He had to wait until Quirrell came out of the Room of Requirement.

About 10 minutes later, Moon closed the book, then stared at Quirrell on the Marauder's Map heading towards the office, and took out a cold crystal ball from under the brazier.

Both of these things were bought from a divination supplies store in Diagon Alley. The quality is quite good. In addition to the small crystal ball, other things can be stuffed under the brazier, making perfect use of the space.

"Listen to my request and show me a vision of the past—"

Moon's hand gently rubbed the crystal ball. As he moved, the mist swirled inside the crystal ball, gradually forming Quirrell's appearance.

Based on Quirrell's appearance, the mist began to continue to evolve and weave. In addition to Quirrell, the appearance of a corridor gradually took shape.

Moon put down his palms a little tiredly. This Motlan glass illusion could help him peek into the past, but it also placed a heavy burden on his spirit.Fortunately, I'm going to bed soon, so it won't be a big deal if I'm a little tired now.

In the scene in the crystal ball, Quirrell looked around vigilantly. After confirming that there was no movement, he began to walk back and forth in front of the wall opposite the tapestry of Barnabas being beaten silly by the troll, and summoned a small door. Door.

The perspective advanced with Quirrell. As he opened the door and walked into the Room of Requirement, Moon finally saw the inside of the Room of Requirement that he entered.

Chapter 18 Strange Room

What Moon didn't expect was that Quirrell entered a room filled with bookcases.

This room doesn't look particularly big, and with the many bookcases, the space seems quite narrow.Each bookcase is painted black and has transparent glass sliding doors.Looking in through the door, the books inside are so packed that it is difficult to find even a single gap.Unfortunately, the illusion created by the Motlan glass illusion was not very clear, so Moon could not see the name of the book clearly at all.

Quirrell seemed to come here often, because he looked very familiar with the environment here. As soon as he entered, he walked straight to the depths of the room. He didn't stop until he reached a bookcase in the corner, opened the bookcase door, and pulled out the bookcase. A thick black book.

Moon did not dare to rely entirely on his memory, so he took out a metal book and wrote down the approximate location and visual thickness of the book on it.

After taking out the book, Quirrell looked around again, as if someone might suddenly appear here.

After looking around, Quirrell opened the book and rummaged through it to find something.

Moon held the crystal ball and stared at Quirrell.

2 minutes later, Quirrell finally found what he wanted. He closed the book, stuffed it into the cabinet, then took out his wand and drew a circular trajectory in the air.

Following the movements of his hands, blood-red smoke swayed in the air, forming a circle as well.As soon as the circle was formed, the blood-red smoke that originally escaped outward began to close inward, until it condensed into a small spider, fell to the ground, and quickly crawled towards Quirrell.

Quirrell did not dodge, and allowed the spider to crawl along the hem of his clothes and into his pocket. Then he nodded with satisfaction, turned around and left, walking out of the Room of Requirement.

The illusion in the crystal ball was interrupted. Moon covered the brazier with a lid and extinguished the flames inside. Then he stuffed the crystal ball back under the brazier and put away the Marauder's Map. When everything was done, he breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly Lie back on the pillow.

Weird rooms, weird spells, and the inexplicable blood-red spider...

It seems that Quirrell's matter may not be as simple as he previously thought.

…………

"Today, I think we can start trying to transform some smaller animals." Professor McGonagall took out her wand and knocked on the glass jar on the table. The lid of the jar rotated open, revealing a shiny black beetle. Climbed out slowly.

"For example -" Professor McGonagall cleared her throat, uttered a spell, waved her wand, and pointed at the beetle.Under the curious eyes of the little wizards, the beetle suddenly froze, then trembled and turned into a button, which fell to the edge of the table.

"Fox, let's give a demonstration." She picked up the button, walked to Moon's desk, tapped her wand, and opened the jar containing beetles on his desk.

Moon nodded and picked up his wand. After the beetle crawled out of the jar, he chanted a spell and easily turned the beetle into a khaki four-hole button, and even added some colorful buttons on it. pattern.

"Very good, Mr. Fox." Professor McGonagall was not surprised at all. After all, this was considered Moon's normal level. She looked at the other students, "Okay, everyone can start practicing. In addition, Hufflepuff will add ten points." .”

Watching Professor McGonagall walking towards other students, Moon thought for a moment and decided to say, "Ahem, Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall?"

Professor McGonagall was startled, then turned around and returned to Moon. "Is something wrong?"

"Hmm..." Moon thought about the words and whispered: "I suddenly remembered a manuscript last night and wanted to ask Professor Flitwick for help, but Professor Flitwick was not in the office."

"When I was about to leave... I found that Professor Quirrell had somehow run up to the eighth floor and was still pacing back and forth in front of the tapestry on the eighth floor where a troll beat silly Barnabas with a club. He looked a little... It’s not normal. Could it be that he also..."

Moon did not explain everything clearly, but left some room for Professor McGonagall to think about what he did not say later.Only in this way, Professor McGonagall would not immediately think about how to refute his "unfounded" ideas.

"You mean..." Professor McGonagall looked at the other students on both sides. They had begun to carefully try to eavesdrop on what was going on here. "I know, I will pay attention."

After saying that, Professor McGonagall took a sharp look at Arlin, who was the most obvious eavesdropper, and then walked towards Kelly Woodman, who was about to kill her beetle.

"Hey, Moon, what were you talking to Professor McGonagall just now?" Gal, who was sitting next to Moon, came over curiously, "Why is it so mysterious?"

Munn couldn't help but help him stop the beetle that was about to "escape" successfully, and said helplessly: "You already know the mystery, why are you asking? It must be something that cannot be said publicly."

Gal let out a disappointed "Oh" and continued to wave his wand vigorously at his beetle.

It's not that Moon doesn't want to tell them, but obviously, with the big mouths of the little badgers, if Moon dares to tell Garr, tomorrow the whole Hufflepuff story will be spread that "Moon said there is something wrong with Professor Quirrell" rumor.

He didn't want to see such a scene happen.

Moreover, the reason why Moon told Professor McGonagall was that he hoped Professor McGonagall would pay more attention to Quirrell so that Quirrell's future actions would not go so smoothly.In this way, Moon will have more opportunities to find out Quirrell's problem and try to nip this threat in the cradle - if he can reveal his flaws this year and be locked up, he will not be able to bring Voldemort to the campus next year. If so, that would be perfect.

As for whether this would alarm others and make Quirrell dare not act rashly, Moon was not worried at all.As long as Quirrell is still working for Voldemort, he will not pretend to be dead motionless, because Voldemort will never allow this to happen.

In fact, if there was anything "exciting" in last night's Motlan glass illusion, proving that there was indeed something wrong with Quirrell, Moon would have gone straight to the principal's office with the crystal ball in hand.

Fortunately, there is still a chance later.

Moon rubbed his neck and was thinking about these messy things when a scream suddenly came from behind him.He looked back and found Milton looking at Alma Baker apologetically, and there was a beetle lying on Alma's forehead that was still a little confused.

The classmates next to her were chuckling. Alma jumped up from her stool and fiddled with her face in panic. The real culprit, Milton, wanted to help, but didn't know how to do it. He could only stand there stupidly. land.

As a result, in the next three days, Alma never said a word to Milton again.

Chapter 19 Mandrake

In the following days, Quirrell became much more honest - Moon never saw him running around on the Marauder's Map again. After class every day, he would obediently return to the office or the lounge to be bored.

It was another herbal medicine class. Moon was playing with the plants in front of him and listening carefully to Professor Sprout's teaching.

The short and fat Professor Sprout was wearing a maroon robe today. He looked a bit funny, but everyone had no intention of laughing at Professor Sprout's attire. Instead, they carefully looked at the small flower pot on the table in front of them. ——There is something incredible buried here right now.

In the past, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students might not be so well-behaved, but the problem is that they had already heard the little lions of Gryffindor share it in yesterday's chat, Sprout The professor was about to start teaching them about the mandrake, and the scream the thing made when it was pulled out of the soil was terrifying.The Gryffindor Weasley twins almost fainted from this thing because they took off their earmuffs out of curiosity.

This is the main reason why everyone is facing a powerful enemy.

Professor Sprout naturally wouldn't know that much, but there was no doubt that she was very pleased with how alert these children were.Because this is in line with what Professor Sprout has always advocated: when facing unfamiliar magical plants, you must be cautious, cautious, and cautious.You can't tell what kind of toxicity that thing will contain, and you don't know if the roots of that thing will suddenly come out of the ground and penetrate you directly.

"Everyone needs to know that the screams of mandrakes are very scary and you must wear ear protection. The screams of adult mandrakes can even be fatal. Of course, the little mandrakes in these pots At most, it will only make you faint, but this is what we must try to avoid." Professor Sprout said, while holding the slightly trembling mandrake leaves with his hands, "Now, put on your clothes. earmuffs, watch my operation."

The little wizards quickly covered their ears with earmuffs and looked at Professor Sprout intently.I saw this short and fat witch grabbing the stem near the root of the mandrake and lifting it up with force. The small human-shaped rhizome was cleanly pulled out of the soil and kicked wildly in mid-air. Moving hands and feet, screaming.

Although protected by earmuffs, the penetrating power of the mandrake's cry was still a bit too strong, and the forced little wizards had to reach out and cover their ears.

The next moment, Professor Sprout stuffed the mandrake into the empty flowerpot next to it, reached out and dug out a large pot of soil, poured it on the mandrake, and began to repeat this operation until After the soil almost completely covered the human-shaped rhizome of the mandrake, the little guy with claws and teeth finally stopped screaming.

"Well, that's it -" Professor Sprout was halfway through her words before she realized that her words could not reach the ears of the little wizards - they were all still wearing earmuffs.

Sure enough, all the little wizards looked at her in confusion. Only a few of them figured out that she wanted to speak and quickly took off their earmuffs.

Professor Sprout took off his earmuffs and signaled to the little wizards. After everyone took off their earmuffs, he continued to speak: "Well, that's it, we have to give these little Manders first. Pull the grass and repot it so that we can more easily take care of them later in the semester. Therefore, you have to pull them out of the old pots first. Mandrakes are very dependent on the warmth in the soil. So after being pulled out of the flower pot, they will start screaming - you must wear earmuffs at this time, otherwise they will be stimulated and cause fainting."

"After pulling out the mandrakes, everyone must move very quickly. Quickly put the mandrakes into the small flower pots next to them, and then bury them with soil, so that they will stop screaming and sit in the flower pots. It’s time to squat down.”

"Do you all remember?"

The little wizards nodded hurriedly, but when they looked at the flower pots, they could not help but feel a little frightened. After thinking for a while, many little wizards secretly tightened their earmuffs a little tighter.

"Then, put on the earmuffs!" Professor Sprout raised his right hand high. "As soon as I put my right hand down, I will pull up the mandrake!"

No one dared to be disobedient, and the earmuffs were all fastened tightly.

Professor Sprout glanced around the classroom, confirmed that everyone had fastened their earmuffs, then waved his right hand down and gave the order.

As Professor Sprout gave the confirmation signal, everyone grabbed the mandrake tightly and pulled it up——!

The piercing screams began to fill the entire greenhouse, and even with earmuffs, you could feel a tingling sensation in your ears.Moon gasped in fright, quickly put the mandrake in his hand into another pot, then picked up the other pot and poured the soil inside down.

"Moon!" Professor Sprout was startled by Moon's action. He quickly opened his mouth to stop Munn, but everyone was wearing earmuffs and the screams of Mandrake continued. How could Moon possibly hear it?

Fortunately, Munn quickly discovered the inappropriateness of his approach and stopped pouring soil in time.

The Mandrake kept crying and opened its mouth. Moon pouring the soil like this can certainly help the Mandrake return to the warm soil as soon as possible, but it will also cause the Mandrake to have a high chance of being destroyed. He choked on the loose soil that was stuffed into his mouth.

Seeing that Moon stopped moving, Professor Sprout breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly looked to the side, hoping that no other students would follow suit.

After everyone successfully managed to get their mandrakes and looked at Professor Sprout, Professor Sprout finally motioned for everyone to take off their earmuffs, then cleared his throat and spoke.

"Very good, everyone has successfully transplanted their pot of mandrake, which is very good. In the next period of lessons, we will continue to learn how to care for the transplanted mandrake. In addition, I suddenly remembered a wrong operation just now, and I need to tell everyone." Professor Sprout glanced at Moon, with a hint of blame in his eyes, but she did not say it directly, after all, Moon did not cause any harm. What are the irreversible consequences? "When transplanting mandrake, everyone must remember not to dump soil directly into the new pot of mandrake, because mandrake is a very fragile creature and will choke if it gets choked." When it reaches the soil, it is prone to danger, causing the mandrake to be unable to grow normally, or even suffer irreversible damage."

Chapter 20 Peeves Report

As soon as the herbal medicine class was over, Moon became the target of "crowd ridicule".

The reason is very simple. The whole school is famous for being one of the best students in the school. When he is mentioned, he is mentioned with all kinds of honors and awards (although there are not many in total, after all, he is only in the second grade). The professors also mention him on weekdays. He was full of praise and was even praised by the principal.No matter who comes, they will never be able to find any shortcomings in him.

However, just such a person actually made a mistake in the class just now that was almost criticized by the teacher.

Isn’t this worthy of everyone’s joy?

Originally, Moon would not have received such treatment. After all, Professor Sprout did not mention Moon's name.But unfortunately, when Munn was pouring soil into the basin, Yaerlin happened to be looking left and right, wanting to see how Munn operated it and see if there was any convenient way. After all, this was already a potion class. The classic "plagiarism" method.

He almost imitated Moon's movements and poured soil into the flower pot together.

From this, everyone knew who Professor Sprout was talking about at that time, and therefore began to tease Moon.

…………

The small news in the herbal medicine class eventually became a campus gossip that most people knew about.

Gal even suggested writing a manuscript about the incident and publishing it in the school newspaper.Fortunately, as the top leader of the school newspaper office, Moon has exercised his veto power - although whether it will be published in the school newspaper or not, this matter has been spread to everyone, but if it is really If such a piece of gossip was published in the school newspaper, wouldn't his Moon's majesty (×) be completely wiped out?

The most important thing is that the shame cannot be left outside the school. If even the parents know about it...

When he thought of this, Moon felt dizzy.

Starting in second grade, flying lessons are canceled because children interested in flying and wanting to join the Quidditch team can already bring their own broomsticks to school or find a professor. I approved the note and borrowed a broomstick from the school's broom room for flying practice.However, the second graders have not said goodbye to flying lessons completely. They have a new hobby: watching the first graders take flying lessons.

The flying lessons for first-year Gryffindor and Slytherin happened to be on Thursday afternoon, and the little wizards of Hufflepuff had no lessons on Thursday afternoon.Therefore, those little lions and little snakes who are new to school can always see that when they are taking flying lessons, a group of little wizards wearing Hufflepuff wizard robes will run to the lakeside and watch them learn to fly. , while laughing happily.

Like a bunch of idiots.

Relatively speaking, the second grade is actually the best year for the little wizards - there are no new courses, there is no need to start elective courses like the third grade, and there is one less flying lesson than the first grade. , which means that they will have a little more time. Although the gap between them is only one class, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are. It is always good to have more free time.

As for senior years... they are even busier. Let’s not talk about elective courses. OWL is a difficult task to prepare for, and NEWT is another difficult task. The two exams lie between fifth grade and seventh grade, like two gatekeepers. Like a tiger.Although after taking the OWL exam, the courses you want to study will experience a cliff-like drop again. If you don't get enough test scores in some subjects, you won't be able to continue your studies.But the problem is, if something stupid like failing multiple subjects really happens, starting from the sixth grade, you will have to think carefully about your future employment.

That's where the real pressure lies.

Therefore, the four people in Moon's dormitory, plus Violet, Angelina, and Doreen, these seven little wizards who were in their second year became the main force of the school newspaper.