At eight o'clock in the evening,

Neville and Hannah arrived early in the hall on the first floor, but waited for a moment and did not see Snape, but instead waited for Harry and Ron.

"Hey, why are you two here?" Hannah was a little surprised.

"I'm also here to be punished by the school." Harry sighed, a little tired, and said:

"Professor McGonagall asked me to help Professor Lockhart and write back to his admirers."

"Wow, it's so easy!" Hannah looked amazed.

"Where it's easy, I'd rather go to the toilet."

Harry felt sick at the thought of Lockhart, and he even maliciously wondered why that guy didn't stay in the hospital for two more days and came out so quickly.

"Harry, don't be in the midst of bliss!" Ron complained, "I'm going to help Filch wipe the silverware in the prize showroom, and I'm not allowed to use magic, but with my hands!" ”

Harry could sit comfortably in the Defence Against the Dark Arts office, writing backs, chatting, and maybe having a snack to eat, all he had to do was polish the silverware......

It's all punishment, why is there such a big gap?!

"Ron, I'd rather trade with you!" Harry looked irritated and said, "Neville, what about you two?" ”

"We're both going to clean up in the Potions classroom." Neville replied quietly.

Harry and Ron exchanged glances, and their hearts were balanced, apparently still accepting Snape's destruction...... It's even more terrifying!

"Alright, it's time for your patient meeting to end, stop talking about your illness here." An icy sneer suddenly sounded not far away.

Snape stepped out of the shadows, his robes fluttering behind him like a large bat, Filch and Lady Loris following.

All four of them hurriedly shut up, not daring to speak any more.

Snape walked over to Harry, stared into his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Potter, what's your punishment tonight?" ”

Harry didn't speak.

"Gryffindor deducts five points, I don't want to ask a second time." Snape sneered.

Ron secretly kicked Harry, and was deducted five points by Snape, and after a while, Gryffindor was deducted ten points, and Harry reluctantly said:

"Help Professor Lockhart write a reply."

"That's it?!" Snape sneered, "A student who drove to school in a speeding car, and this punishment?"

I have to say that Professor McGonagall is sometimes very biased towards the students of his own house. ”

“……”

At this moment, not to mention Neville and the others, even Filch couldn't help but glance at Snape.

Isn't that a shame?

"It's a shame, Potter, you're not a student at my house, otherwise I'd have made you have a night to remember."

When Snape had finished speaking, he strode forward, and when he saw Neville and Hannah still standing stupidly where they were, he turned his head and roared:

"You two hurry up...... Sure enough, fools and fools are together, and they will only be more stupid! ”

Neville and Hannah hurried after him, making their way to the Potions classroom.

"You need to clean every corner of the classroom......"

Snape led the two to the gloomy basement classroom, and as he walked through the glass jars along the wall, he sternly said:

"Don't wipe this, I'm afraid you'll break the glass jar where I hold the specimens!"

"The most important!" Snape walked over to the two dirty cauldrons, his dark eyes glinting with malice.

"You two always blow up the cauldron...... These two cauldrons are for you.

It's best to wipe it clean, otherwise I'm not sure what will happen if you accidentally mix in the residue when you make potions in the future. ”

Neville and Hannah looked at the cauldron in horror, they hadn't brushed this thing in more than a decade, hadn't they?

"I'll check back from time to time, let's get started." Snape turned and left the classroom.

It wasn't until Snape's footsteps faded away and disappeared completely that Neville trembled, glanced timidly at the doorway, and said:

"Rove, are you here?"

"Here we are." A figure slowly emerged from the air, appearing in Neville and Hannah's field of vision.

Rove was wearing a new robe, and if Voldemort was here, he would feel the familiar aura, and would even scold Rove for being shameless and stealing his magic.

That's right, this robe used the same magic as Quirrell's scarf around his head.

During the last school year, after helping Quirrell untie his scarf and enjoy the sun, he got the magic, which had the effect of blocking out the breath and effectively blocking the wizard's detection.

Some wizards can see through the Transfiguration Charm or the Cloak of Invisibility, and the combination of this robe is perfect.

"How can this crucible be cleaned?" Hannah's little face in pigtails was wrinkled, and she was about to cry. "Such thick moss?"

"That's not moss." Rove said softly, "That's a hairy crab." ”

The hairy crabs are less than a millimeter in size, but there are a lot of them, and they are densely clinging to the crucible, which is very frightening to look at.

Seeing that Hannah wanted to reach out and touch it, Rove hurriedly stopped:

"Hairy crabs are parasites, don't touch them with your hands, they can bite through the skin and suck flesh and magic."

Hairy crabs, like fleas, are easily parasitic on the fur of swallowtailed dogs and the feathers of birds.

Of course, they can also spoil magical items such as wands and cauldrons, gnaw at the core of their wands, or feast on potions left on the cauldron.

Muggle appliances can suddenly malfunction, and it is also the work of hairy crabs.

So for wizards and Muggles, hairy crabs are pests.

Rove didn't bring any potions for the hairy crabs, but the boy opened the black suitcase and whistled, and a group of Cornwall elves flew out.

"The buffet is coming, hurry up and eat." Rove gestured to the cauldron and motioned for the elves to be welcome.

The elves burrowed into the cauldron, they loved to play pranks, but they didn't eat the crabs either.

The group of hairy crabs quickly dispersed and fled, a few of them escaping the crucible, and a ball of flame appeared on Rove's fingertips, condensing into the shape of a salamander, and scurrying towards the hairy crabs.

As soon as the salamander touched the hairy crab, it immediately burst into flames and made a crackling sound, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt feathers.

Neville hurriedly opened the window to let the smell disperse faster.

After the most difficult crucible was over, the rest was just chores, and the two of them quickly cleaned up.

Rove walked over to the locker, and he opened the door.

There were no potions in the cabinet, but there were a dozen old books, as well as many scales, crystal bottles, short knives, and mortars.

Rove rummaged through the pile of old books, and soon saw the small print "Half-Blood Prince" on the back cover of a worn-out copy of Advanced Potions Making.

"Found it!"

Rove grinned, he drew his wand, tapped on the textbook, and whispered:

"Copy in pairs!"

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(Thanks to the three elders of "Magnetic Levitation Silver Bullet", "Xing Yu Mei" and "Just Love to Swim in the Water" for their tips.) ）

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