Chapter 660: Test Plan

"... Ron, here's your parcel. When I came back from Hogsmeade just now, I saw it standing outside the window as soon as I entered the dormitory.
When Ron and Harry returned to the bedroom together, they saw Neville pointing towards the window immediately. The two of them turned their heads and looked at it, and they really saw an owl, boring their feathers with their beaks.
"My parcel?" Ron said strangely. "Why didn't it come to me directly?"
"I don't know ..." Neville said, "but I've seen the name on the parcel. That's yours."
"is it?"
Ron shrugged puzzledly, and walked towards the window. As soon as the owl appeared, the owl suddenly pecked the window again, afraid that Ron would not see it.
"Oh, how long have you been waiting here ..." Ron hurriedly opened the window to prevent the little guy from pecking the window. "Hmm ... ah! Merlin is on, why is she?"
"Who?" Harry sniffed up, glanced over Ron's shoulder, and glanced, "Ha! It was Lavender ... haven't you given up on Neville since last time?"
"Don't mention it, Harry ..." Neville on the side said weakly. "I have a headache when I think of it."
"What did he send you? Take it apart and see!" Harry asked casually as he turned around to pack up and prepared the homework to be done after dinner.
But Ron shook his head decisively, and threw the parcel on the table by the wall.
"Let's forget it!" He complained. "You can guess it without looking. It must be a sweet and greasy snack ... whatever she likes, she always insists that others will too. Like it! Um ... if you want to eat it, take it yourself! "
"I don't want to eat it," Harry poked, "I've eaten too much sweets recently, and now I just want to eat salty ... let's go! It's time for dinner in the common room ..."
"I hope I can still have French onion soup tonight. I didn't drink it yesterday!" Ron glanced at his schoolbag, and planned to come back and organize it later.
Neville, on the other side, saw that they were both going out, and dropped the textbooks in his hands and stood up.
"Ah ... wait for me!"
He trot around the bed and trot two steps forward, and then looked back at the package on the table, and then he followed indiscriminately.
...
Gryffindor's common room has always been the most lively of the four colleges. The little lions are always energetic, and they like to chat together and talk nonchalantly, and they can't stop for a moment.
Today's topic is naturally related to Hogsmeade.
Some people are tasting the new candy of the Duke of Honey; others are researching the prank products of the Joko Joke Shop; others are pushing you to cheat, it is said that it is a boy with a normal condition at home Finally got extravagant, and took his little girlfriend to Madame Pettifer's teahouse for a date.
Of course, there is actually a little topic person today, and that is the freshman Alexander Wolf who was punished for cleaning the library all afternoon.
For the adventurous Gryffindor, punishment is not necessarily a shame. Although it is always a bit uncomfortable to get a college deduction, it also means that the punished student must have done something that shocked the professor.
"... Alexander, did you really use the leglock spell? I didn't expect you to be so powerful, but we just learned how to cast a floating spell!"
Around the round table where Alexander is located, students of all grades are gathered-of course, most of them must be those of the first grade.
"That's really nothing ..." Alexander Dalian waved his hand. "As long as you're willing to try it, you can definitely cast it out! If you want to say it's great, it's still Hinchparch's Ens. Disarm spell! "
Perhaps due to the rapid progress of Maca, Hogwarts' super-learning atmosphere was brought to the surface, so that Alexander's speech did not cause everyone's over-surprising.
In fact, every grade now has students trying to challenge more difficult knowledge and applications, but it must inevitably require both talent and diligence to achieve more significant gains, so no one has shown relatively outstanding performance.
At this time in the praise of the classmates, even if Alexander's character was modest, he couldn't help but be a little happy. After all, my hard work has been recognized by everyone, and this feeling is naturally great.
In addition, he also really likes magic very much. When he thinks that he seems to have this talent, he is even more motivated.
"Ens was right today," he said, looking at the eager classmates around him. "If you can learn early, you really shouldn't be dragged into second grade ... Professor McLean was very early I have started to teach myself! "
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel his pockets, and his heart tangled slightly.
At this moment, with the sound of footsteps sounding again from the staircase leading to the bedroom, the little wizards approaching this side subconsciously glanced back. Alexander was also sitting here. He saw his classmates look around and stretched his neck. He looked out from the gap of the crowd.
He soon found out that Harry and Ron had come out, and there was Neville behind them.
Alexander pursed his lips, squeezed his lower pocket with his right hand, and wanted to stand up when he couldn't hold it. But before he stood upright, a voice stopped him.
"Harry, Ron ... Oh, is there still Neville?" Hermione, who was sitting on the other side, beckoned. "Come on, I have something to discuss with you!"
"Alexandria, what's wrong?"
Hearing the doubtful inquiry from the classmates around him, Alexander noticed that his half-squat and half-stand movement seemed strange.
"Ah, no ... nothing." He sat back quickly, "I just watch the time."
Because of the "plan" that Enss said this afternoon, Alexander now feels awkward.
To be honest, he didn't want to use other people as experimental drugs, which is very inconsistent with his personality concept. But for various reasons, he couldn't help but feel that Ens's idea was really tempting.
So, in a situation where his whole body was weak, Alexander finally perfunctory with his classmates, barely mixing up to the time of dinner. Afterwards, the big guys called friends and went to the auditorium downstairs in groups.
As soon as he got to the auditorium, Alexander was dragged into the corridor by the side of Ens, who was standing by the door. As the maker of this test plan, the boy was obviously anxious to understand the progress of the operation.
"How's it? Did he give it? Did he eat?" Ens looked at the crowd outside the corridor, and murmured when no one was looking here.
Alexander had to shake his head.
"No," he said absently, "Well ... I didn't find the right time."
"What timing!" Enston rolled his eyes. "The timing wasn't found out, it was created! Didn't they have a good relationship with that McLean? Since you said that you also know McLean Isn't this just an opportunity? "
"Even if you say so ..." Alexander reluctantly said, "Again, what people say is sixth grade ..."
"What's wrong with sixth grade?" Ens pouted. "For me to see, the whole Hogwarts counts that Neville Longbottom. It's best to fool you. Just try it and you can do it! Listen to me for a while You take the initiative at the table ... "
"Okay, can't I go?" Alexander sighed. "If there are any side effects of that elixir, you just wait to owe me kindness!"
"If it's okay, then we'll make a lot of money!" Ensman didn't care about the idiomatic way. "Go away ... go quickly!"
After all, Ens pushed Alexander away from the corridor, and then walked into the side porch first and went to the auditorium to prepare for a meal.
Not far behind him, Alexander glanced at Ens's back and followed him reluctantly.
Before long, when the teachers and students took their seats in the auditorium, as Professor McGonagall announced the start of dinner, the empty plates on the table were filled with food as usual. Everyone who had been flying for a whole day this Saturday was already hungry. When they saw the food in front, everyone hurriedly raised their knife and fork and enjoyed it.
Because of previous Ens urging, Alexander today deliberately chose a seat diagonally opposite Neville. But now looking at each other, another round of nagging began in my heart.
Yes, almost half of Hogwarts knows that Neville Longbottom is a consistently stupid boy. Even though he is tall and big now, his personality hasn't changed much. On weekdays, he either forgets the east or the west, or stumbles, giving people the feeling of being clumsy.
In fact, ~ EbookFREE.me ~ even the juniors love to joke with him.
However, after all, it was all harmless playful behavior, which was fundamentally different from Ens's drug test plan. Although Alexander was attracted by the tantalizing effect of the blessing agent, he couldn't let go of his heart. Even if he wanted to get up and talk, he couldn't open the mouth.
He hesitated for a long while and looked up at Hitchpatch's long table. Unsurprisingly, he immediately saw Ens making a rushing gesture to him, and motioned him to act quickly.
"Alexandria?"
From Alexander's side, Ens's position was right next to Harry's head. It was probably because he had been looking there for a long time. Harry thought that Alexander had something to tell him!
Hearing Harry called himself, Alexander got his gaze back from Ens.
"Ah? Oh ..." He paused and finally kicked the duck to the shelf and said, "That ... I heard that you and Professor McLean are familiar, um ... can you tell me something about his life? ? "