Chapter 255: Definitely Not Late

Seeing that the two girls wanted to go first, Neville also hurriedly put down the wine bottle, turned around and moved towards the door: "Then I ...... too"

Roger grabbed the little fat man's shoulders and smiled softly behind him: "Neville, where do you want to go~ Do you have classes tomorrow morning?"

"yes, yes, I have ancient magic texts to teach tomorrow morning, it's the first magic lesson, and it will be bothersome if you are late!" Neville writhed as he struggled to free himself from Roger's clutches. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It's okay, let him go," Harry said with a drunken laugh.

Neville struggled even harder, and shouted with some panic, "How can that work! My grandma knew she was going to kill me!!"

Roger hurriedly comforted the little fat man: "We also have to take ancient magic texts for electives, and when the time comes, we will go to class together, it is impossible for you to be late, don't worry..."

Neville, who had been soaked in alcohol for a long time, had lost a lot of his judgment, and he looked at Roger and Harry suspiciously, and chose to believe Roger's nonsense...

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A cacophony rang in my ears, as if the laughter of many people was mixed with the sound of discussion.

Neville struggled to open his eyes, and then let out a muffled grunt, his head aching from a hangover.

"Damn... I blame last night's study meeting for my headache..."The little fat man sat up from the ground with his head covered, and then saw Roger and Harry lying on the side wearing only a pair of pants, all kinds of empty wine bottles scattered all around...

"No! what time is it...?" Neville snapped, realizing that it was already morning.

“8:54。 ”

"Damn, you're going to be late!Who said 'you're never going to be late'!!" Chubby roared frantically, but suddenly he was startled... Who was talking just now...?

Neville slowly turned his head to look behind him, and a large group of people stopped in the hallway, watching his nearly naked self.

"......" Neville felt like he had been spelled, and he couldn't even lift his fingers.

His petrified face was facing the crowd, and he froze for more than ten seconds before the expression on his face changed.

Because Neville saw the classroom of the Ancient Magic Script class through the gap between the crowds...

"Na... I said I wouldn't be late, would I?" Roger was woken up as well, and got up from the ground and stretched out as if nothing had happened.

"You idiot!!!!! The blood vessels on the door of the little fat man's head burst out instantly, and he flew up and grabbed Roger's neck.

Harry also held his aching head behind him and said, "Neville, you're going to be late if you continue..."

"Are you going to waste any of our hearts?" said Roger as he picked up his clothes and robes from the ground and began to put them on one by one.

Harry was doing the same thing.

Neville quickly looked over to the ground, only to find that there wasn't even a sock that belonged to him...

"Wait... You all have clothes, what about mine?" asked the little fat man hurriedly.

Roger rolled his eyes and thought for a moment while tying the belt of his trousers: "Last night you insisted on not wearing clothes, so you left it in that room and didn't take it..."

"Ah!!h

At this time, the class bell rang, and the neatly dressed Roger and Harry raised Neville's arm as if they were all right: "Look~ Just say you won't be late~ So go to class well, so as not to live up to our good intentions." ”

"I will never forget this vengeful !!," Neville shouted naked, and was dragged into the magic classroom in full view of everyone.

Basically no one can listen to this class properly... Three naked men appeared at the door of the classroom, and one of them is still naked, what good gossip material...

The chatter in the classroom didn't stop throughout the class.

"Hey, look at that guy so fierce..."

"Ah, it looks like I was drinking at the door of the classroom this morning..."

"A real man with a naked upper body..."

"A smell of alcohol..."

"I just started school and did something amazing..."

Neville sat in the back row, crying and shaking on the table, not half a man within two meters of him.

Hermione was in the front row, shaking her head speechlessly: "Those two idiots are harming people again..."

Neville, who began his official entry into the third year of Hogwarts this spring, felt like the school year was dyed gray on his third day of school.

Because bad things always spread very quickly, in less than a day, the whole school knew that Gryffindor had a fierce man who went to class naked.

Roger and Harry's dressing were all overshadowed by Neville, and only occasionally mentioned at the beginning of the rumors.

As for why it's certain that it's such a talent from Gryffindon... It's not just Harry Potter's high-profile face, but also the Academy's scorer.

On the third day of school, Gryffindor's scorer had changed to minus one hundred and fifty...

Looking at this bold deduction, you can know that it was Snape who was on duty in the castle last night... And the professor quietly deducted points and didn't wake them up, just waiting for the three of them to make a fool of themselves this morning.

Harry, the damned Potter kid and Blake's godson, made Snape angry when he saw him sleeping with his eyes closed, Roger, provoked several times and touched his scales with impunity, Neville, the prophesied candidate, the child of fate, if Voldemort had chosen not Harry but Neville, then Lily probably wouldn't have died!

Looking at the relationship between this bear kid and Professor Snape, it's basically a race and a tension. Wake them up and confine, how can this good show in the morning be more relieving?

As soon as class ended, Neville ran up to Roger in a menacing manner.

Roger raised his eyes playfully and looked at the little fat man: "What, what do you have to say?"

Neville licked his lips and sighed and said, "Alas, forget it... Rather than bothering you, I have something I want to ask you for. ”

"Well, what's the matter?" asked Roger.

Neville covered his chest and crotch, pointing at the boy's robe with his chin, "Can you lend me a piece of clothing to wear first?"

Roger immediately protected his chest and said vigilantly: "Hey, you guy suddenly said something strange..."

The little fat man complained with black lines on his head: "I don't want to be lectured by you in this matter... Why do I have no clothes to wear!?"

Harry interjected, "But we're going to have a drink later, so you don't have to bother twice." ”

"Huh!?" Neville was shocked, "It seems like I've not only been scheduled to drink, but I'm bound to strip naked!?"

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