As soon as the locker was opened, everyone rushed over as usual.

But then, Snape suddenly noticed that some of them were jumping over with their legs stretched, as if they were playing.

Mr. Baggins...... Don't do that stupid thing in my classroom! ”

Snape grimaced and called out to Ryan, who was blocked at the outermost, but still squeezed inside.

"Don't tell me you can't even break a leg-lock spell in fifth grade...... If that's the case, then I'd suggest you'd better go home now, it's a good thing for you and for Hogwarts......

Then, without waiting for Ryan to answer, he waved his wand at him.

But the next second, Snape froze, because Ryan's legs were still tightly glued together.

At first, Snape thought Ryan was pretending, but it wasn't until he went over and tugged at it that he realized that it was indeed his own spell that didn't work.

"What the hell are you doing!" Snape's face became even more ugly, and he held out his wand again.

An orange light came out of the tip of his staff, and this time Ryan's legs were finally parted.

"Hufflepuff 10 points." He said coldly: "If I see you doing such stupid actions again, I will deduct fifty points ......"

"I'm sorry Professor, but I don't want that." Ryan said, "This is what Professor Moody did in class to test our Iron Armor Charm......"

"Alastor Moody?" Snape's expression stiffened, "Why didn't you just say that!" ”

"You didn't give me a chance to speak." Ryan muttered, "But thank you for helping me untie it, Professor Snape, or I'd have been jumping like this all day." ”

Ryan was quite happy in his heart, Snape and Kyle were not the same...... It's the same professor, he unlocked the spell on himself, and Professor Moody shouldn't be able to say anything.

Hey.

Ryan moved his sore legs, turned around and squeezed towards the locker.

Snape stood there, his face flushed and pale, he and Moody had already been at odds, and now he had unbroken his spell...... That neurotic old guy would probably think he was provoking him.

Snape looked at his back and hesitated to re-lock his legs...... But he realized that he didn't seem to know that particular leg-lock charm.

"Damn it!" Snape cursed inwardly, knowing that he should have asked a few more questions just now!

And what's even more troublesome is that after Ryan's experience, the other students who were jumping around also came around, looking at him with a kind of hopeful eyes.

"Let's all go back and make potions...... Now, immediately! Snape yelled, "I'll pick someone to drink their palliative before class is over, if anyone does something wrong...... Ho ho, I promise to arrange the most comfortable bed for him in the school hospital. ”

With a burst of extremely low air pressure, the students gathered here immediately dispersed, and in their hearts they accused Snape of being biased, and only lifted the spell on Ryan, regardless of the others.

On the other side of the room, Kyle watched Snape's changing face and shrugged his shoulders until Connor nudged him, and then put away his smile.

"Ahem, I just thought Ryan's way of interjecting just now was funny." Kyle explained, "It has nothing to do with Professor Snape...... It's true! ”

It wasn't clear whether Connor believed it or not, but Kyle did, and he felt that his excuse was quite reasonable.

After the episode, it's time to make potions.

As a key potion that has appeared in ordinary wizard exams many times, the palliative is the most difficult and laborious in the fifth grade.

The size of the material, the amount of the material, the order of stirring, the number of times, and even the temperature of the flame at the time of boiling are all strictly required, and there can be no mistakes.

For more than an hour, there was not a single voice in the classroom, and everyone was staring nervously at the crucible in front of them.

"Your potion should be emitting a silvery white vapor by now." Snape said with less than ten minutes left before the end of the lesson.

Then he began to wander around the classroom.

"Kert, can you tell me what this thing is?"

"Bodean, if I were you, I'd read the third line of the instructions again......"

"Stir clockwise three times, not seven......"

With a sneer on his face, Snape unceremoniously pointed out everyone's mistakes...... There were only three exceptions.

Passing by Kyle and Connor's desk, he didn't say anything, just walked over and stopped in front of Mikel's cauldron.

If he couldn't find anything wrong with Kyle and Connor's potions, then Mikel belonged to him and didn't know what was wrong.

The silver vapor was perfectly fine, but the grayish-brown stuff in the crucible, like a melted Quaffle, he had never heard of.

But Snape was used to it, and he didn't even taunt Mikel, just said calmly, "You...... Forget it, Hufflepuff deducts five points! ”

In the last few minutes before class, after Snape had finished his homework, Kyle poured the potion from the crucible into the bottle and corked it.

Mikel was doing the same, but instead of pouring, he was scraping it inside with a small slicing knife.

Kyle was really afraid that he would rub his hands, after all, no one could say what that unknown potion would do.

Fortunately, Mikel is also familiar with this, and the potion in the crucible has not spilled at all.

At this time, the bell rang for the end of class.

Everyone left the classroom cheerfully to prepare for the upcoming weekend, which was also the first Hogsmeade week for fifth grade.

When they reached the foyer, they found that they could no longer walk, because there was a large crowd of people gathered around the bulletin board next to the marble staircase.

"It's just going to Hogsmeade, is it so exciting?" Connor was a little puzzled, "I've never seen so many people before." ”

"No, it's not Hogsmeade......"

Kyle, taking advantage of his height, jumped over the heads of the people in front of him and saw the large notice on the bulletin board, and read it to Connor.

【Triwizard Tournament】

Representatives from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at 6 p.m. on October 30, and the afternoon class will end half an hour early, when everyone will be invited to assemble in front of the castle to greet our guests and then to the welcome banquet.

"Triwizard Tournament!" Connor suddenly realized, "I almost forgot that there was such a thing......"

"Kyle, Connor...... I said I was going to look for you. ”

Cedric squeezed out of the crowd and said, "There's still a week, I can't wait, I wish I could be a warrior......"

"Good idea." At this time, Fred and George didn't know where to come from.

"But you're probably going to be disappointed......" Fred shook his finger.

George smiled and said, "The warrior must be me, you just wait to cheer in the audience!" ”

"No, it should be me!" Fred frowned.

"You're far from it......"

"Ha, I'm not ashamed to say ......"

It's amazing, Kyle and Cedric haven't said a word, but the two of them quarreled first, and the more they argued, the more fierce they became, and it was very likely that they would have a duel directly.

Everyone around looked at it, as if they were waiting to see a good show.

Kyle silently turned around, pretending not to know them, and walked briskly towards the auditorium with Connor.

……

(End of chapter)