Chapter 036 The lesser of two evils

Draco and Catherine, who had been ordered, looked at Ixissi, confused.

"Draco, as the head of the year, you have an obligation to protect your classmates, so you must also participate in other second-year organizations."

"You won't deliberately embarrass me, will you!" Draco looked at his classmates plaintively, only to find that their expressions all looked "lewd".

"As for Catherine, you must be part of all the internal organizations," the named red-haired girl glanced at the list of internal organization names in disbelief, "As a future prefect, you have an obligation to maintain order in Slytherin. ”

"There are 56 of them." Catherine exclaimed.

"Rest assured, we only need to attend the first and last gatherings." Ixissi took out a schedule and placed it on top of the stack of materials in Catherine's hand, "Starting next Monday night, one a day, exactly until Halloween's Eve." ”

"Merlin!" Catherine exclaimed, "I don't have time this year!" ”

"Alright, now there's one last thing left." Ixissi walked behind the door to the prefect's suite, "This place is only for you to enter by default, and if you want your friends to pass unobstructed, remember to open their permissions, which is to write their names with their wands here." He closed the door and pointed to a blackboard behind it.

After saying that, Ixissi said goodbye to Catherine, and the other second-year students also left under the pretext that they wanted to go back to tidy up their things, leaving Catherine with a private space to set permissions.

This respect led Catherine to decide to write down the names of all of her second-year classmates, along with a few of Gryffindor's friends and Snape.

"That's your choice?" The next morning, when he practiced, Snape asked as soon as they met.

"Yes—" Catherine sighed helplessly as she warmed up, "but I didn't expect it to be so time-consuming!" ”

"I thought you already understood." Catherine's ignorance surprised Snape.

"How is that possible!" Catherine complained, "You don't know who else in Slytherin came to me last school year besides Draco. ”

"So how are you going to prepare now?"

"There's only one question left." Catherine took out her wand and handed it to Snape, "Yesterday's accident cracked it, and I think it's coming to the end of its life. ”

"After breakfast, I wrote to Ollivander." Snape scrutinized it and said, "When are you going to go?" ”

"Sunday!" Catherine thought for a moment and said, "I have to go to the Quidditch team on Saturday and hand over to Draco. ”

"Use mine first!" Snape suddenly handed his wand to Catherine, "I've got spare. ”

The use of magic is the instinct of wizards, and the reason why wands appear is entirely because they can speed up the accumulation of mana, thus shortening the casting time, just because the nature of magic is different for each wizard, so the most suitable wand for them is naturally different.

However, Catherine has not been able to sense the wand that suits her because of the existence of forbidden spells, and on the other hand, her magic power exceeds that of her peers by too much, and the new wand and spare wands that are not commonly used cannot withstand her maximum strength, so there will be accidents one after another, which is why Snape lent her wand temporarily.

“Thank－you,professor!” Catherine understood this, and naturally did not hesitate, and took the wand thirteen and a half inches long, made of birch.

Catherine closed her eyes and slowly injected a small stream of mana, and the wand passed them to the tip of the wand very smoothly, without the blockage of a new wand at all.

Catherine slowly increased the amount of magic she entered, and the tip of her wand began to spew out a pink mist, which fluttered and tumbled and converged into a single rope of light, which bent and swirled, eventually embroidering an eight-petaled rose in the air.

When Catherine held her wand, Snape suddenly felt a strange sensation in her heart, as if she was holding her hand, and when the magic hovering over the tip of the wand turned into a pink rose, his heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

Snape tried to figure out what was wrong with him, but he wasn't given time to think.

"Whoosh-" Eight arrows shot out of the lake in succession, and it was clear that they were already within range of the little mermaid's attack.

Snape was about to throw an armor charm, but the discomfort in his hand reminded him that it wasn't his wand, and at this pause, Catherine had already waved his wand, and the petals of the rose flew out, crashing into the water arrow, exploding into a cloud of mist.

"Humph!" There was a cold snort from the surface of the lake, and then a wall of water rose, and it was obvious that the little mermaid was about to perform her special skill - the water arrow array.

Catherine flicked her wand sharply, and the lone branch suddenly began to spin and split, one into two, two into four, and in an instant it became a large piece of black press.

The little mermaid showed her head in some surprise, and her hands flipped quickly, and the wall of water quickly turned into a curtain of arrows, and the flower branches in front of Catherine stopped spinning and adjusted their direction to the little mermaid.

The magic of the two sides collided like a torrential rain and a shootout, and the clearing on the shore was full of splashes of water and patches of smoke everywhere.

The little mermaid was stunned, she didn't expect that the strength of this "enemy" would grow so fast after she hadn't seen her for more than two months, you must know that the mermaid was born to control the sixth-order water magic, and the wizard basically had to develop to the age of eleven to have the strength of the sixth-order.

The little mermaid froze, but Catherine did not, and she noticed that Snape's wand was repulsive when she used her big magic, which made her realize the urgency of finding the best wand for her.

But the trouble in front of her refused to leave her time, and as soon as the little mermaid was in a daze, she began to prepare for the next magic, and Catherine did not dare to let Snape's wand appear abnormal, so she had to use one of her hole cards.

“Water!” As Catherine shouted, a stream of red light erupted from her palm, instantly enveloping the entire wand, and then an invisible wave of magic power quickly transmitted from the tip of the wand.

The little mermaid's freshly prepared magic vibrated and suddenly exploded back into the lake, and the little mermaid jumped into the lake in terror and refused to show her face again.

“Water?” Snape asked, surprised.

"The Headmaster said it was the opposite of him, but—" Catherine looked helplessly at the little blood-colored mermaid dancing on the tip of her staff.

"It's a lot like you!" Snape's tone was stern, but Catherine hung a black line.

As Catherine finished her breakfast and was working on the new class schedule, a loud bang erupted from the Gryffindor table, and the dust from the ceiling of the Great Hall shook off with such a force that it fell.

“…… I wouldn't be surprised if they fired you if they stole the car, and I will see how I clean you up then. You probably didn't even think about how your dad and I felt when we found out that the car was gone......"

Molly's roar was a hundred times more terrifying than Catherine had seen during the summer vacation, and the plates and spoons on the table were so shaken that everyone couldn't eat breakfast and wasn't in the mood to eat breakfast, they all looked at the source of the sound.

"Roar letters! Oh! Poor Weasley! Draco scoffed, but his voice was immediately drowned out by Molly's roar.

"Receiving Dumbledore's letter last night, your father was so ashamed that he almost died. We worked so hard to bring you up, and I didn't expect you to do such a thing, and you and Harry almost lost their lives, if it weren't for Catherine's presence-"

With a "swish", everyone in the auditorium looked at the Slytherin table, which made the second-year students around her feel extremely uncomfortable, but Catherine continued to study her class schedule with a calm look as she drank her morning tea.

“…… It's so infuriating, your dad will be censored at work, it's all your fault. If you don't follow the rules, we'll bring you back right away!"

Molly's scolding stopped, but Catherine's ears were still ringing, and she regretted not giving herself a "close earbud to listen", and she looked at Ron in displeasure, the red envelope in his hand had fallen to the ground, burning and curling into ashes, and both he and Harry looked stupid.

"Oh ha! Weasley caused his dad to be censored! Draco laughed, but luckily the renewed voices in the auditorium drowned out his voice, so that Ron didn't get angry.

"That's exactly what your father wanted, isn't it?" Catherine smiled and got up to leave the Slytherin table.

"Huh?" Draco froze for a moment, then jumped up from his chair and caught up with Catherine, "Did you get any news?" ”

"It's just some obvious speculation." Catherine walked up the stairs to the classroom for the first class, the history of magic with the second Ravenclaw class.

Draco thought for a moment, then smiled happily as he returned to the Great Hall to finish his unfinished breakfast.

In the first class just after the summer vacation, the students were generally in bad spirits because they had not adjusted their schedules, and Professor Binns's dry and weak voice was like a lullaby, and in less than twenty minutes, all the students in the classroom were lying on their desks to make up for sleep.

Catherine, who was alone at her desk, was writing something, but it was clearly not listening, and Professor Binns didn't seem to have the slightest sense of it, just continuing to talk about the boring content.

When the bell rang, Catherine immediately put away her things and left the classroom at the same time as Professor Binns, while the others raised their heads in a daze, and on the way, she met Hermione, who had just finished her herbal medicine class and was covered in mud.

The two agreed to meet in the library, and they left in a hurry, Hermione to take a shower and change clothes before the Transfiguration class, and Catherine had questions for Professor Flitwick.

The problems that had accumulated over the summer could not be solved by a short recess, and Catherine had to wait until after class to continue to ask Professor Flitwick, and even had lunch at his end.