Chapter 91 Gas Frog (Please subscribe!)
Along the corridor, Malfoy was running fast. When he found no one was following him, he bent down and supported his knees, panting heavily.
Malfoy just followed Harry, wanting to see what he was doing, but unexpectedly found the dragon egg.
What a pleasant surprise.
Malfoy was thinking, should he tell Professor Snape to deduct Gryffindor points, or leave this little trick to threaten Harry and force him to do something?
The former belongs to "one time fun", while the latter is "every time fun"... Whichever one to choose, Malfoy can make a decision without too much hesitation.
Of course it’s fun every time, and finally becomes the master’s task!
After resting for a while, Malfoy was about to go back to the Slytherin lounge, but when he was turning, he bumped into a figure, staggered back and fell to the ground.
Malfoy scolded: "Who, the eyes grow to the back of the head?"
"I'm sorry..." the man stammered, and he reached out to help him up, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Malfoy looked up and found that it was the bald Professor Quirrell. He quickly got up and waved his hands: "I'm fine, Professor."
"I think you hurt quite a bit from the fall." Professor Quirrell glanced at Malfoy, and said seriously, "Go, go to my office, I'll check it for you..."
"No need, professor." Malfoy hurriedly shook off Quirrell's hand: "I'm really fine!"
"I said go to my office, I'll help you see if you're injured!" Quirrell suddenly stopped stuttering, and he said coldly:
"obedient!"
Malfoy's eyes suddenly froze, and he followed Professor Quirrell towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.
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easter eve,
Hufflepuff and Gryffindor played their final tour.
Hufflepuff's total points are more than a hundred points higher than the second-placed Slytherin, so no matter whether they win or lose this game, they can enter the final.
But if Gryffindor wants to enter the finals, he must score 260 points in this game, making the total points surpass Slytherin.
This is undoubtedly difficult.
Gryffindor's Seekers are nowhere near as good as Cedric's, they have a hard time catching a Snitch, and it's much less likely to score 26 balls in a Hufflepuff hoop...unless the Hufflepuff Keeper buys himself lose!
Of course, putting Gryffindor into the finals might be easier than Slytherin...well, a lot easier.
But the Hufflepuff Quidditch team is a competitive team, they don't deliberately play tricks, they just go all out.
As a result, there was no suspense. Gryffindor was defeated and could only watch Hufflepuff reach the Quidditch finals for two consecutive years.
Li, who was the commentator, burst into tears on the field. With a crying voice, he shouted heartbreakingly:
"The Gryffindor team, which we had high hopes for, fell before the final once again!
I have always believed that the hard power of this group of lads is stronger than that of Hufflepuff and Slytherin. I hope they can make a comeback next year and aim for the championship! "
Stronger hard power, does it mean that you can pull your hips steadily every year, and you can't even make it to the finals?
Therefore, Li was booed by the little badgers and snakes, and many students threw water bottles at him.
Gryffindor lost, and Professor McGonagall had another sad year. In order to alleviate this sense of loss, she assigned a lot of transfiguration homework to the students during the Easter holiday.
Almost as much as several other teachers combined.
In addition to a lot of homework, Hermione also made a detailed review plan.
Sitting on a chair in the library, Hermione looked at the unmotivated Rove, and encouraged him:
"Come on, we are only two months away from the final exam!"
Rove looked at the densely packed schedule, which was almost accurate to the second, and could only sigh, what Hengshui schedule.
"Hermione, I'm still previewing, have you already started reviewing?" Neville was even more terrified.
"It's too late." Hermione said a little madly: "I heard that some students started reviewing during the Christmas holiday!"
Hermione was obviously overthinking. There were only a small number of students who reviewed a few months in advance. If they could review a week before the exam, it would be considered good.
Like many students in Hufflepuff, they make a sudden surprise the night before the exam, and preview it... it will be very moist.
In addition to homework and busy revision, Rove has been focusing on the female dazzler throughout the Easter break.
It is not that simple to completely tame a magical creature, just like a lock, you have to keep polishing your key so that it can not only be inserted into the keyhole, but also open the lock smoothly.
If you want to tame magical creatures, in addition to conveying your kindness, the most important thing is to do what they like and cultivate their favorability.
Just like that wicked bird, it likes to sing, Rove really endured for three days listening to it sing.
He felt dizzy every time he listened to it, and he had to take a sedative immediately to soothe his wounded soul.
What does the female dazzler like?
Of course it's a male dazzler.
Rove could only reluctantly sacrifice Hue, smeared the urine secreted by male dazzler birds every day, and danced strange dances to seduce her.
At the end of Easter, Rove successfully completed the domestication of the female dazzler. That night, when he walked out of the den of the dazzler, he felt exhausted and dull.
Rove took a shower, washed off the smell of urine on his body, and changed his clothes again. He had to catch the second game tonight, and he had to go to the Forbidden Forest.
The boy left the Hufflepuff lounge, rode a broomstick, and flew towards the Forbidden Forest.
The weather is not good tonight, the sky is covered by large dark clouds, the Forbidden Forest under the night is very quiet,
Luo Fu was familiar with the road and came to the agreed good place. He whistled, and a moment later a red centaur emerged from the grass.
"You're so slow, Rove." Ronan patted the leaves on his body. He flicked his brown-red tail and complained, "If you're late, I'll go back."
"I've been very busy recently, with a lot of homework." Rove asked curiously after he landed, "In your centaur group, you have to check every night to see if you don't come home at night?"
"Of course." Ronan sighed: "The life habits of the horse people are different from your humans. We are small in number and live in groups. It is generally forbidden to go out at night."
Rove took out a package and handed it to Ronan, which contained Honeydukes snacks.
When he met Ronan for the first time, he mentioned that he wanted to eat Honey Duke's zizi honey candies. He still remembered that Newt brought him some.
Rove felt that it was reasonable to exchange food for information on the Forbidden Forest, so he started a stable deal with Ronan.
"I've marked the location of the gas frog population you want on the map." Ronan handed over a map.
"They migrated several times, but I still asked... the elders of the family for divination, and only then did I find out the location of the gas frog."
On the map of the Scamander family, the territory of the gas frog was marked, but Rove visited once and found that they had migrated long ago, so he had to find Ronan to find them.
Ronan picked up a large piece of Zizi honey candy, put it in his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls, and immediately said, "It's delicious."
He chewed slowly, and suddenly asked, "By the way, have you seen Nymeria in the Forbidden Forest recently?"
Rove thought for a while before reacting, he shook his head and said:
"Bain's fiancée who ran away from marriage? I haven't seen it. You centaurs are in the Forbidden Forest every day, and you can do divination. You can't find her. Where can I find her?"
"What's wrong?" the boy asked curiously.
"The tribe found Nymeria last time, and almost caught her." Ronan sighed, "There was a fight, but she escaped in the end."
"Now that the tribe has decided to expel Nymeria, if they meet again, they will not be caught alive, but will be killed directly."
Ronan carefully put away the package and said, "You often come to wander in the Forbidden Forest, if you see Nymeria one day, please remind her to be careful."
"I don't care about the affairs of your centaur group." Rove crossed his arms and got back on the broomstick.
Ronan sighed, he raised his head and stared at the sky, "The nebula is very dim tonight, goodbye, Rove, and good luck."
Ronan ran away. He probably planned to find a cave to hide the food first, otherwise he would definitely be found if he brought it back to the centaur tribe.
Rove turned his broomstick around and hurriedly flew into the distance, heading towards the gas frog's activity area.
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