Dumbledore didn't study the little monster that Lupin had brought back, and the remaining magical aura on it was gone. He walked to the window, wanting to see the sunset. Catch Nicks returning from Hagrid's hut and see him pull out the sneaky Malfoy at the castle gate.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing." Malfoy's eyes dodged.

"Something is wrong with you." The Knicks walked over to where Malfoy was hiding, which was so secluded that he could see Filch's melancholy face at the door.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the face, adding to the beauty.

The Knicks looked at Malfoy with a smirk and asked, "Do you like it?" Or do you want to be like that, too? ”

Malfoy shook his head in horror. "No, no."

"It's better not to, remember, she's Filch, think of Filch's former image."

Malfoy was in a state of downtime, Filch's former ugly face and now seductive face flashed back and forth in his brain, and finally reunited, half angel and half devil, and smiled at him, and he shuddered.

Seeing that the Knicks were leaving, he immediately shouted, "Wait." My father has a letter to you, and he asked me to pass it on to you. ”

Nicks took the envelope and asked, "He's figured it out, my recipe isn't cheap." ”

Malfoy didn't dare to speak, looking down at the tips of his shoes, where his father told him to be careful with the Knicks, not to be positive or slack.

Seeing Malfoy's appearance, the Knicks knew they couldn't ask anything, turned around and planned to leave, thinking that Ron had been ruining his reputation lately, and said to Malfoy: "Don't bully Neville, that's my man, but you can bully Ron, I won't care." ”

"Understood." Malfoy replied.

"Good job, I'll give you a bottle of potion." Nick Dow.

Malfoy's eyes were full of horror, he didn't want any potions, he just wanted to be a quiet beautiful man.

Professor Quirrell interrupted Filch's grief.

"Fei, Fei, Filch, maybe, I, I, I can, help, help, help you."

Filch turned his head to look at Professor Quirrell, he knew that the students thought Professor Quirrell was a waste, he just read the contents of the book in class, and he didn't teach the students magic spells at all, and the defense against the dark arts class was useless.

"Professor, it's not magic, it's potions that make me like this." Filch's voice was full of sadness.

Although the potion rejuvenated her, gained the magic of a normal wizard, and even made her a nation-wrenching, the transition from man to woman was not so easy to accept.

"Black, black, black magic, there's, there's a way, let's, let you change back."

Filch's eyes lit up, she should have thought that black magic was notorious, but it couldn't be denied that it was useful.

In the Hogwarts library, the forbidden book section contains a lot of dark magic, and there must be magic that can help her change back.

"Thank you, Professor."

Filch ran upstairs, and his unbalanced body immediately fell. Several of the older boys tried to reach out to help, but they stopped themselves as soon as they made a move, constantly reminding themselves that Filch was a man.

Professor Quirrell was stunned when he stayed where he was, and Filch suddenly thanked him and left. Don't trust his magical prowess?

Voldemort, who possessed Quirrell, regretted that perhaps Professor Quirrell should not have been shown to be so incompetent. He needed to study Filch, preferably knowing the recipe for the potion.

When Nix saw this scene, he thought it was very interesting, Voldemort was interested in witch potions?!

It seems that it has been a little more low-key lately, although the third potion Knicks were not involved in the whole process, and Filch drank it from Snape, but it is not ruled out that Voldemort sent someone to capture him.

Go back to the common room and take out the letters. It's all polite words, it's nothing more than that I'll help Bellatrix Lestrange to speak, forget about potions or something, the family doesn't have extra funds to invest.

For several days on end, Malfoy remained silent, and the Knicks, believing that Malfoy had ignored orders, decided to talk to him.

The weekend is a day of Quidditch matches, with Gryffindor taking on Hufflepuff. The opening players didn't accept the Knicks' bets, the Weasley brothers were so miserable, their savings were gone, and people were afraid that the Knicks would take away their savings.

If the Knicks can't do it themselves, then find someone to replace him. Malfoy is the best person to test whether Malfoy can be trusted.

And people know that Malfoy's family has money, and they also know that Malfoy is bullied by the Knicks, and they don't think that Malfoy is betting for him.

Unfortunately, the Knicks didn't find Malfoy, and even the Slytherin people didn't know where Malfoy was.

Before the game even started, the Knicks found Hermione and Ron, who kept muttering.

"Remember? Is it a stiff leg," Hermione asked.

"Remembered." Ron replied.

Nix: "What are you talking about?" ”

Hermione: "We're going to use the Leglock Charm against Snape." ”

Nicks: "The Leg-Lock Charm just doesn't keep Snape from walking and doesn't delay him from casting spells." I suggest you use 'Broken Bones'. ”

Hermione: "Are you crazy?" Kill the professor? We just want to stop him. ”

Ron was lost in thought, he felt that Nyx's proposal was good, the problem was that he didn't know how to use the spell.

"Think about it, who would want to kill Harry? There is only a Death Eater, and it should be no problem to kill a Death Eater in an emergency. "The Knicks started talking nonsense.

Hermione was still young, and she was convinced. "But I'm not going to cast that spell."

Knicks: "I know, and I think, if Snape wants to do it, you and Ron won't have a chance to cast a spell on him, and there will definitely be Slytherin students to stop you." Don't forget he's the Head of Slytherin. ”

"Is there no way around it?" Hermione asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, look over there, Headmaster Dumbledore is here too. No one could kill Harry in front of him. The Knicks pointed to Dumbledore in the stands in the distance.

They looked over.

Both Hermione and Ron were relieved. "With Dumbledore here, Harry will be fine."

When the whistle blew, the trio saw Dumbledore casting spells. Nicks suspected that it was magic that protected Harry, or that it might have been the one controlling the Golden Snitch.

It cannot be ruled out that Dumbledore sent the Golden Snitch to Harry in order to protect Harry.

Attention was focused on the arena, and Malfoy and his henchmen in the back row were not seen making a move on Ron.

Ron and Malfoy are tumbling. Henry Goyle finds Neville, leaving Crabbe to watch the Knicks.

Nicks smiled and drew his wand, and Crabbe immediately turned and lunged at Neville.