Medical room.

After a Quidditch match, Merlin was invited to treat his injured students because he knew how to use medical spells.

Soon, after a few shouts of coquettishness came from the medical room, the injured student was healed and walked out.

"Well, why is Professor Quirrell here, I remember I cured you."

Merlin frowned, he was about to leave, only to see Professor Quirrell lying on a bed in the innermost part of the medical room.

Professor Quirrell was covered with a quilt, and the strangest thing was that he had to wrap his headscarf tightly while lying on the hospital bed, and he saw Merlin pretending to be asleep.

"Well, Professor Quirrell said he had an internal injury and needed to recuperate for a while, so he was left to lie here."

Professor McGonagall, who had accompanied Merlin, helped Professor Quirrell explain by the way.

"Still hurt? Let me do it, I'm the best at healing. ”

Merlin immediately came to his senses, and despite the dissuasion of the teachers in the surrounding medical room, he directly hit Professor Quirrell with another shot of recovery.

"Hmph~~~"

I heard a low grunt from the bed, but I didn't see any movement from Professor Quirrell, and he remained asleep.

"It seems that the illness is not light, look at me, recover as before, recover as before, recover as before, recover as before, recover as before, recover as before, recover as before!"

"This ......"

Professor McGonagall's face was a little delicate, and she always felt as if Merlin was doing something bad to Professor Quirrell.

But when I think of Merlin's recovery as before, it is a powerful healing technique, and there is no harm in it except that it has the effect of recovering the state.

Professor Quirrell on the hospital bed snorted slightly, but he was still unwilling to open his eyes to stop Merlin.

At the same time, I don't know if it's because it's too comfortable, and the whole hospital bed is trembling slightly, as if it's become a sperm.

"Merlin, stop, maybe Professor Quirrell needs to recuperate now, let's leave."

Professor McGonagall couldn't see it anymore and quickly stopped Merlin and pulled him aside.

"Well, I'm really worried about Professor Quirrell like this, I'm afraid he'll be hurt in some way......"

Merlin burst into tears, and with his sunny and handsome face, it looked particularly real.

"It's okay Merlin, let's go out first, and let Professor Quirrell recuperate for a few days."

Professor McGonagall saw that Merlin was so worried about Professor Quirrell, and her tone softened unconsciously.

"Okay, cough, Professor Quirrell, don't forget our agreement, I'm willing to gamble and lose."

Merlin saved Professor Quirrell's life when he fell, and Gryffindor was victorious.

Merlin then casually asked him to find a dragon egg for Merlin, and Quirrell, who was timid by nature, fainted on the spot.

Quirrell knew he couldn't do it himself, he couldn't get the dragon egg, but Merlin knew that Voldemort on his head would.

Perhaps it was Merlin's request that alerted Voldemort, and Voldemort then secretly told Quirrell.

So much so that when Professor Quirrell woke up, he did not object, gladly accepted Merlin's request, and then pretended to be dead and lay on the hospital bed.

"What agreement? What is willing to gamble and lose? ”

Professor McGonagall asked with some curiosity when she heard Merlin say this suddenly.

"It's nothing, it's just a small agreement, it's nothing."

Merlin didn't want to say anything more, after all, dragon eggs were contraband, and if they knew, the Hogwarts teacher probably wouldn't be able to explain it to the Ministry of Magic.

"Uh, hello Professor McGonagall, I'm looking for Professor Merlin.

Professor Merlin, are you free, we have something to tell you. ”

As soon as Merlin and Professor McGonagall walked out of the infirmary, Harry's trio came to the door, and Harry said with some embarrassment.

"Merlin, it just so happens that I also have a class, so I'll leave first."

Professor McGonagall was a little surprised that Merlin was still familiar with the three little ones, so she left with a few casual pleasantries.

Soon, Merlin was pulled by Harry into a hallway where no one was around.

"Professor Merlin, we suspect that Professor Snape is trying to harm Harry by casting a spell on Harry's broom!"

Hermione still didn't dare to look at Merlin with a straight face, her little face was slightly red, and her eyes were a little evasive.

"Why, Professor Snape is in the row next to me, and if he casts a spell, I'll know about it."

Merlin took out a few pieces of candy from the spatial ring and handed them to the three little ones, which were some snacks Merlin had brought from the Hogwarts table.

"It's true! I doubt Professor Snape is beating the three-headed dog.

I had noticed when Hermione had been suffering from the trolls that Professor Snape's feet looked like they had been bitten by dogs. ”

Harry said with Merlin in his mouth the candy he had been given.

"How do you know that there is a three-headed dog, it must have been sneaking away?"

Merlin asked rhetorically, as he was trying to set the stage for Professor Snape's early whitewash.

"This ......"

The three little ones glanced at each other, bowed their heads silently, and answered Merlin's question in silence.

"Don't worry, Professor Snape went to feed the dog that day, and I was right next to me, believe me."

Merlin couldn't think of any good idea for the time being, so he just made up a random reason to fool the past, and Hagrid would explain it later anyway.

"Then why does Professor Snape always want to trouble me, I feel like he's just targeting me."

Harry remembered that when he was in Professor Snape's Potions class, he was always asked all sorts of questions, and points were deducted if he couldn't answer them.

This distressed him, and he disliked Professor Snape's discrimination, which made him even sadder when he thought about it.

"Ahem, in this case, you can try to bring a wig next time, and then change into a girl's uniform to go to class.

If you're shy, I can cast a spell to help you become a girl, and I don't think Professor Snape will turn down Harry Potter. ”

Merlin couldn't help but laugh as she spoke, leaving Harry's trio scratching their heads.

"It's, it's not good, it feels weird."

Before Harry could react, Hermione and Ron retorted to Merlin.

"Don't laugh, it's serious, if you don't believe it, you can try it with me."

Merlin said suddenly, solemnly, and led them outside Professor Snape's office.

"Harry, just say if you want to try it or not, if you don't want to try, you can leave now, trust me, it will work.

If you want to try, wait a minute and tell the professor that Professor Merlin asked you to get the spell. ”

Merlin patted Harry on the shoulder and spoke to him earnestly.

"Alright then, let's try it, Professor Merlin."

Harry looked embarrassed, but all sorts of thoughts came to him, and he thought that this was a way to help Professor Merlin get something, so he simply wanted to give it a try.

"Very good, then you close your eyes, I'm coming, Mangxing Illusion Camouflage!"

Merlin took out his wand and quickly constructed a camouflage spell composed of light elements through it.

This is an intermediate-level spell, and it is Merlin's original spell, which has not been found in the Norland world.

This is a spell that Merlin has improvised with the principles of intermediate spells he has comprehended, and it has no attack power, just a camouflage effect.

"Ahh Harry, you're a girl now! ”

Ron exclaimed, pulling Merlin back from his ramblings, and looked up to see a women's version of Harry in front of him.

"Well, the spell worked, Harry, you're Harry Potter now.

Go, go and shock Professor Snape hard. ”

Merlin laughed, shoved Harry to Professor Snape's door, and knocked on the door for him.

The next moment, the door to Professor Snape's office slowly opened, and after glancing at the person standing outside the door, he slammed it again.

……

To be continued

Street Diary.

I heard that editors have a special group of authors, and they don't deserve to be in the street, so when I said this, I quickly glanced at my group application.

Sure enough, it didn't have my share.