Chapter Thirty-Eight: Professor Quirrell's Embarrassment
Hogwarts Castle has a long history - it was donated by Slytherin, one of the four founders, to donate his castle. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
This ancient castle is noble and mysterious, and as Dumbledore said, its mysteries are now unexplored by no one in their entirety. However, this does not mean that the castle is impregnable - at least, its toilets are.
The fight between the two big guys directly destroyed the hidden pipes in the house - and then, when Professor Quirrell was the last to walk out, the pressure in the pipes could no longer be bearable, and the moment Professor Quirrell finally came out, a huge stream of water smashed straight into the poor professor.
With Professor Quirrell as a buffer, the others reacted quickly - Professor McGonagall held up a magical shield, a glass-like barrier rose in front of Professor Snape, and a plant in Alan's hand instantly bloomed into an umbrella-like shield—his understanding of Zyra's legacy had skyrocketed since his last encounter with Voldemort's remnant.
Of course, the coolest thing was Anne - the splashes were blocked by a layer of ice flames before they could get close to Anne, and the droplets quickly froze and scattered, forming a rainbow in the air - if it weren't for the wrong place, the sight would have been amazing.
Under the collective protection of the four people, the remaining three were saved from secondary damage from the explosion in the toilet - but unfortunately, none of them knew how to shout 666 at this time.
After blocking the sudden splash of water, Professor McGonagall sealed the room with magic - the house-elves would take care of it all.
"Professor Quirrell, are you alright?" Professor McGonagall came to care for her colleagues after dealing with the toilet emergencies with her magic shield.
It couldn't have been worse - Professor Quirrell was completely lost, phew, wet, like a chicken in soup, droplets of water dripping from his hair, his wizard's robes, and even the large scarf on his head, and the droplets were now dense like a thread.
I don't know if it was because of shame or cold, Professor Quirrell's body was trembling at the moment - too, no one could stand this almost insulting sudden incident.
"Oh, Professor Quirrell, seeing you're soaking wet, let's take that scarf off first. I think the warm fireplace in the hall will quickly dry these stains. It was rare to see a serious Professor McGonagall speak so softly, but unfortunately the other party was useless.
Professor Quirrell declined Professor McGonagall's kind invitation with rare firmness, and then hurriedly left the scene of the incident after claiming that he was going back to the staff lounge to change clothes, leaving behind a few people who looked at each other.
Professor McGonagall looked at the toilet that had been sealed by her magic, then at the rest of the students, and sighed helplessly—it can't be punished again, is it going to be overturned by herself?
"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, it's getting late, this is the end of the matter, I'll report it to the headmaster, and you can go. With that, Professor McGonagall turned to leave the second time, followed by Professor Snape with a faint smile on his face - he had no reason to be unhappy, his own students were doing well, and his old rival was covered in toilet sewage - as long as he was a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, it was his opponent!
"Phew, it's finally over - Professor McGonagall is terrifying. Alan, I didn't expect you to be so powerful!"
He only knew that Alan was his brother's friend, but there was no more intersection - in fact, there were so many children in the Weasley family that there were small factions within the house.
The twins had never looked at their brother on a live map in all their time in school - if they had looked at it even more, they would have found a guy named Peter Pettigrew standing there.
However, this did not affect the communication between Alan and them at this moment, especially when the two boys went out of their way to apologize to Hermione again.
A bastard who would take risks for you was still a bastard who could save, even if he didn't help in any way - so Hermione forgave the two daredevils who had made her cry all day.
But she left quickly - no way, even a wizard like a sorcerer would leave visible marks on her face after crying for a whole day, which was simply not uncomfortable for a girl.
With Hermione gone, the others dispersed - the students of the various houses had returned to their common rooms on Dumbledore's orders, so they had to separate back to their houses.
"Good night brother. Anne held Tibbs in one hand and waved at Allen, not in the slightest sign that a guy the size of a ragdoll bear had just cleaned up the small mountain of trolls - at least in the eyes of Ron and Harry.
After Alan and Anne were gone, the two involuntarily continued their conversation.
"God, I'm going to be laughed at by Fred and them - fifteen points, it's the first time I've been deducted so many points!" Ron said with a slight exaggeration.
Harry didn't respond to him, though, as if he was thinking about something.
"Harry, Harry?" Ron waved his arm vigorously in front of Harry's eyes, and only then did he turn his companion from his distraction.
"Ahh!!h
The question stopped Ron - he hadn't had time to think about it just now, a kid from a wizarding family like him was so used to the presence of powerful wizards around him that he didn't even think about his age.
"Well, I haven't thought about it, but we can ask Fred about them - they're good friends with Allen, and that girl is Allen's sister - maybe they'll know a little better. Ron eventually came up with a solution.
Harry nodded, and walked with Ron to the portrait of the Fat Lady - "Pig Nose." ”
With the command being shouted, the entrance to the break room appeared.
Hermione, who had already covered up her crying, was waiting for the two of them at the door—although they didn't kill each other, the shared suffering still made the vine of their friendship sprout.
However, after hearing Harry's question, Hermione, who was originally carrying a plate and preparing to eat, also put down the plate with the two of them - the three of them were ready to answer questions led by Ron, twin brothers.