Chapter 232: Hell is empty, the devil is...!

Hogwarts finally got angry again.
Although magic sounds like a cow, but... that's the same, right.
For students studying in magic schools, they are in the same mood as ordinary young people studying in Muggle schools. They hate boring courses and think that learning is boring and boring.
So in Quidditch, the only entertainment project in the magic world getting closer, the hormones in the students' brains began to accelerate.
The Gryffindor team members wore crimson training uniforms every time, and hurriedly walked across the long dining table.
They must seize all the time for training.
Looking at their high enthusiasm and dignified eyes, Harry trancely saw them as another team: Iron Man, Spider-Man, Captain, Hulk, Black Widow... to perform the task of destroying the uncle.
As the team passed by Harry, there was a pause, and the captain Oliver Wood snorted blankly.
I don't know if he is sick.
Angelina Johnson, a chasing player at Gryffindor Quidditch Academy, has something to say: "Hum..."
Alia Spinette, another chaser: "Humph..."
Katie Bell: "Hum..."
There was another person Harry didn’t know. It should be the former substitute: "Huh..."
Fred, George, the two teasers, the sand sculpture brothers, frowning at Harry, hummed for a long time, the tone changed from the first to the fourth, like the sound of boiling water in a kettle, and then chased Go away.
Harry: "(??????)"
Harry glanced at the gloomy weather outside and sighed, "It seems they..."
Hermione said comfortingly: "Don't go to your heart. It's your business if you want to participate in Quidditch. If someone asks you to participate with'for Gryffindor', I think..."
Harry gave Hermione a strange look and said, "Why do you think so? I just wanted to say that it has been raining these two days and they still have to train outside. It seems that they are all infected with the wind and cold. You didn't hear them. Can't you stop humming while walking? The nose is not ventilated."
Harry had a worried look: "I hope it's not influenza..."
Hermione: "..."
Hermione was ashamed of Kai Tei and said: "Don't you... don't you think they are humming against you? They are expressing dissatisfaction with you."
Harry was shocked: "Is that true?"
"But Hermione, didn't I tell you that, only people who think they're doing something wrong, guilt, guilty conscience will associate this way. It seems that your three views have not been well established and established under my influence. , I think it is necessary for me to help you."
Hermione said, "What is the Three Views."
Harry said: "It's just... chest-waist-hip."
Hermione: "..."
...
It's raining and raining.
The Quidditch teams of the four colleges are training incessantly every day.
Because of the limited training ground, they staggered the training in different periods.
But the hardest thing is not them, but the sports teacher Ms. Huo Qi, because she has to supervise the sparring.
Ms. Hodge is not obliged to do so, but she can’t stand the request of the college dean.
In order to better the training effect, Professor McGonagall asked Ms. Huo Qi to urge them on the scene.
Professor Flitwick looked at it, which was equivalent to opening a physical hanger, or it would not be hung by a stone hammer.
He said he could not accept it.
So he also asked Ms. Huo Qi to help Ravenclaw College.
Professor Sprout, the dean of Hufflepuff, couldn't sit still, which is too unfair.
But she is a simple lady with a thin face and is embarrassed to speak directly.
So she went to Professor Snape who had a good relationship with her.
Herbal medicine and potion are closely linked and complementary.
If you want to learn the potions, you must have a good knowledge of potions and herbs.
Professors of herbal medicine must have a good understanding of the habits and functions of herbal medicine, and have a deep dive into which magic potions can be used for refining and how to use them.
Many of Snape’s rare potions on the market asked Professor Sprout to help him plant them.
So there is indeed a lot of communication between the two.
So the two found Ms. Huo Qi together, adhering to the concept of "people have me and I have to", they asked Ms. Huo Qi to be equal, fair and just, to have a bowl of water, not to be thin and unfair. Uneven.
What else to say: "This is not conducive to the healthy and green development of Quidditch in the magic world."
Ms. Huo Qi, who was already very tired, stared blankly at the huge mouths of the two cannibalists.
Finally...Professor Sprout and Professor Snape left with satisfaction.
In the office, Ms. Huo Qi collapsed on the table.
Oh, poor Ms. Huo Qi, she is just an ordinary flight class professor.
Who would put her in the eye?
She humbled herself at Hogwarts and couldn't help herself.
See who is bullying her? That's the high school dean! And she is nothing more than an ordinary lecturer at Muggle University. They haven't allowed them to squeeze and even dare not resist.
Gryffindor, McMinova!
Slytherin, Severus Snape!
Hufflepuff, Pomona Sprout!
Ravenclaw, Filius Flivi!
These four people are like four mountains, which makes her breathless;
These four people are like vampires, and they will never give up on every drop of her blood;
These four of them are like ants that have engulfed the bone marrow.
These four people are like the old rich man of the evil society. They treat her as a poor people to squeeze and exploit, trying to squeeze and squeeze every trace of her use value!
But what can she do, her arms can't twist her thighs!
...
Ten o'clock at night.
Hufflepuff's Quidditch training is finally over.
Ms. Huo Qi dragged the heavy steps back to her room.
Storms and rain raged outside, and thunder thundered through the sky.
This is the roar of heaven.
Ms. Huo Qi's clothes, her hair soaked, and cold rain on her face.
She used a ‘dewatering and dehumidifying spell’ to restore her body to dryness.
But she was cold and her heart was cold.
Professor Huo Qi did not immediately rest, even if she was already exhausted.
She opened the chair and spread a diary on the table.
She took out a quill pen and began to work hard.
That was the text of her anger towards the four big hooligans, and she wanted to record them all.
Between the lines are Ms. Huo Qi's blood and tear complaints.
After writing three full pages.
Ms. Huo Qi sighed with relief.
At the end, Ms. Huo Qi remembered something, and added a paragraph as a summary.
This passage was recently circulated at school, and Ms. Huo Qi felt that it was too in line with her situation at this time, and it could make her resonate with her soul.
She wrote: "The actions of the four of them made me tremble with anger. The whole body was cold and sweaty, and my hands and feet were cold. The was empty and the devil was in Hogwarts. Can this magic world be better, How do our physical education teachers live? Only their professors and masters are satisfied, and tears shed their tears. The magic world is full of oppression of physical education teachers. When can physical education teachers really stand up!"
Ms. Huo Qi closed her diary and sighed deeply.
She looked out the window and the raindrop crackled on the glass.
The sky outside was dark and there was no moonlight.
Ms. Huo Qi suddenly realized: "The dark clouds, the rain, the dementors, aren't they the symbols of their evil? My moon is covered by their glory..."
She couldn't help but look in another direction~EbookFREE.me~ That is the place of utopia in her heart, pinning all her longing for a better life.
"I heard that there is a magical and beautiful country in the East, where there are no cases of crushing physical education teachers, and the school there is not like the four of them at all-I hope that the students will spend all their time training Quidditch except for their classes. . Subject teachers there, Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, biology, politics, history, geography teachers will only do everything possible to occupy the physical education teacher's class."
"Ah, what a beautiful Muggle country..." Ms. Huo Qi couldn't help sighing.
I wish Professor Huo Qi could reach the end of America in her heart in her dream.
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Note: It's too difficult to write such a joke-like sentence, spitting out a sentence in tens of minutes, vomiting blood.
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