Unless you count Neville's melting of his sixth pot in the potion as a big deal, the next two days won't happen.

It is only worth mentioning the tragic experience of Neville, although no one can save him from such a thing.

Professor Snape's vindictiveness seemed to have risen to a new level after a summer.

When Neville melted the sixth pot, the ridicule was almost vitriol.

Naturally, Professor Snape withheld Neville's classroom labor, which was a regular occurrence.

Worst of all, Professor Snape had Neville disembowel a bucket full of horned toads, which caused him to come back with a near-nervous breakdown.

On that dark night, of course, only for Neville, it was sick enough to face a horde of horned toads.

Neville looked in terrible shape, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening when he stumbled in from outside the break room, looking like he had just thrown up.

"What's wrong, Neville?" asked Van Lin, who saw Neville sitting on the couch with a pale face and still ...... his nails

"That's more than six hours...... Neville's voice was a little bitter, and it looked like he was ......

"You're done with those ......"

"Toad, damn it, all six hours or so in that basement, and he asked me to disembowel these toads and I threw them out, and those things were disgusting. ”

Neville looked untouched, and it looked like his pet toad was going to retire so honorably.

Genocide title.

"I suggest you clean your hands carefully," Van Lin said, and he could tell that the toads' entrails were still caught in Neville's fingernails.

"The blood of these toads is corrosive, and your hands are a little green. Van Lin touched his nose, he couldn't do anything but sympathize with Neville's plight.

Professor Snape had forbidden Van Lin from setting foot in his office because of Sirius. Now he's treated the same way as Harry......

"Do you know why Snape is so bad-tempered?" Ron asked Harry, watching Hermione teach Neville a cleansing spell on how to remove the intestines of a frog under his fingernails.

"Yes. Harry said, "It's because of Moody." ”

It was well known that Snape did want to teach Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and his fourth year of competition was still a failure, Snape had always hated their former Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, and expressed his disgust, but he seemed surprisingly careful to hide his hatred for the Eye, and it was true, whenever Harry saw the two of them together—at dinner, or when they met in the hallway—he was visibly aware that Snape was running away from Modi's eyes, both normal and MONOCULUS.

"I think Snape was a little scared, you know. Harry mused.

"Think of it, if Moody turned Snape into a horned toad. ”

"Then we'll throw him around in the dungeon......"

Ron said without thinking.

"It's a challenging task, and I think you can work for it, and wait for the day when you'll be able to turn Professor Snape into whatever you want. ”

But Ron looks motivated.

Could it be that Van Lin said that he was moved?

It's horrible.

However, it has to be admitted that Ron really worked Transfiguration after seeing Moody turn Malfoy into a sable and then use his wand to control Malfoy's reciprocating movements in mid-air, on the ground, and between Carat's underwear.

With effort, he can turn his owl into a full-volume cup with wings and feathers.

It seems that Ron is still a long way from the completion of Transfiguration.

"You don't really want to do that...... Van Lin tried to look back at his spell book a few times, but the more he did it, the more he wanted to ask Ron.

"Why not?" replied Ron.

"Don't be delusional, Snape is not as weak as Malfoy, and being transformed so easily requires you to have a high level of transfiguration, plus plenty of magic. ”

"Van Lin can, his magic is abundant. Without thinking, Ron said, "So it seems, I can too." ”

Ron began to fantasize, "Refining Transfiguration, completing Animagus, and turning Snape into a longhorned toad is the pinnacle of life." ”

Harry was a little speechless, and he said politely, "Then you will represent Hogwarts in the Three Witches Tournament, and easily defeat Beauxbatons and Durmstrang representatives." ”

"Plus the Quidditch World Cup, I've always wanted that. Ron said.

This idea seems to be very much in line with his style.

"You say, is that possible?" said Ron, suddenly.

The crowd was speechless for a while.

"Perhaps...... Maybe...... Maybe......" Neville said timidly.

"That's right!" Ron looked pleased, patting Neville on the shoulder.

"It starts with the Three Witches Fighting Competition. ”

"Of course, if you can participate. Hermione said politely.

"Fred and George are already figuring out how to do it. Ron said.

"Do you really think the two of them will be able to find a way to break through Dumbledore's magical age limit?"

"Aging elixirs are good, arriving at the age of seventeen early. Harry said thoughtlessly.

"That thing doesn't work," said Van Lin, "it's just physical aging, and the time is your own, but I can give you some permanent landline potions to experience adult ...... in advance."

"How do you know if you don't try. Ron said, "And, what the hell is a permanent fix?"

"Even if you drink it, this potion will make your body age forever. ”

"Forget it, I don't think I need it yet. Ron shook his head,

"I think you need it," Hermione said, "if you can ripen that head of yours." ”

"Ripening?" Ron said aloud, "are you going to take a potato in my head?"

"No, it's a tomato. Hermione said.

Ron's face flushed, and it looked so funny.

"Very aptly described. Harry nodded, as if to take a good look at Ron's head, "It's perfect." ”

Everyone laughed, except Ron.

Even Neville laughed unashamedly, as if the terrible toads had been banished from his head.

Of course, if he sees his pet......