"...Ron, here is your package. When I came back from Hogsmeade just now, as soon as I entered the dormitory, I saw it standing outside the window, pecking at the window!"
When Ron and Harry returned to the dormitory together, they saw Neville immediately pointing to the window. They then turned around and saw an owl, preening its feathers with its beak in boredom.
"My package?" Ron asked strangely, "Then why doesn't it come to me directly?"
"I don't know..." Neville said, "But I saw the name on the package, and it's yours."
"Yeah?"
Ron shrugged doubtfully and walked towards the window. As soon as the owl saw the recipient appearing, it immediately pecked at the window vigorously, as if it was afraid that Ron would not see it.
"Oh, how long have you been waiting here..." Ron quickly opened the window to prevent the little guy from pecking it open, "Hmm... ah! Merlin is on top, why is it her again?"
"Who is it?" Harry heard the sound and leaned forward, glancing over Ron's shoulder, "Ha! It turns out it's Lavender... After what happened to Neville last time, hasn't she given up on you yet?"
"Don't mention that, Harry..." Neville said feebly, "I get a headache just thinking about it."
"What did he give you? Open it and take a look!" Harry asked casually as he turned to pack things and prepare the homework he would do after dinner.
But Ron shook his head decisively and threw the package on the table by the wall.
"Forget it!" He complained, "You can guess it without looking, it must be some kind of sweet snack... Whatever she likes, she always stubbornly thinks that others will also like it. ! Well... If any of you wants to eat, just take it yourself!"
"I don't want to eat it," Harry curled his lips and said, "I've eaten too many sweets recently, and now I just want to eat salty ones... Let's go! It's time for dinner if we hang out in the common room for a while..."
"I hope there will be French onion soup tonight. I didn't even enjoy it yesterday!" Ron glanced at his schoolbag, planning to come back later and sort it out.
Neville on the other side saw that the two of them were about to go out, so he quickly dropped the textbook in his hands and stood up.
"Hey... wait for me!"
He walked around the bed and trotted forward two steps, then looked back at the package on the table, and then hurriedly followed.
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Gryffindor's common room has always been the liveliest among the four houses. The little lions are always full of energy and like to get together and chat without stopping for a moment.
Today’s topic is naturally related to Hogsmeade.
Some people were tasting Honeydukes' new candies; some were studying the prank products from Zuko's Joke Shop; others were pushing and joking, and it was said that they were some boys from ordinary families. Finally, he had the luxury of taking his little girlfriend to Mrs. Puddifu's teahouse for a date.
Of course, there is actually a small topic of conversation today, and that is the freshman Alexander Wolfe who was punished to clean the library all afternoon.
For adventurous Gryffindors, being punished is not necessarily a shame. Although it is always a bit unpleasant to have college points deducted for this, it also means that the student who was punished must have done something that was enough to alarm the professor.
"... Alexander, did you really use the leg-locking spell? I didn't expect you to be so powerful. We have just learned how to cast the floating spell!"
Around the round table where Alexander sat, students from all grades gathered - of course, the largest number were definitely those in the first grade.
"That's really nothing..." Alexander waved his hands repeatedly, "As long as you are willing to give it a try, you can definitely cast it smoothly! If you want to say it is more powerful, it is Hufflepuff's Enns, who is still practicing his second-year skills. Disarming spell!"
Perhaps it was because Maka's rapid progress had inadvertently brought about the hyper-progressive learning culture at Hogwarts, so Alexander's words did not arouse excessive surprise to everyone.
In fact, there are students in every grade now trying to challenge more difficult knowledge and applications, but that requires both talent and diligence to achieve more significant gains, so no one has shown a relatively outstanding performance yet. .
At this time, amidst the praises from his classmates, even though Alexander's character was quite modest, he couldn't help but feel a little happy. After all, my hard work has been recognized by everyone, which is a great feeling.
In addition, he really likes magic. When he thinks that he seems to have a talent in this area, he becomes even more motivated.
"Enns was right today," he couldn't help but thought to himself as he looked at the excited students around him. "If I could learn it earlier, I really shouldn't delay it until the second grade... Professor McLean also learned it very early. I started to study on my own!”
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch his pocket, feeling slightly tangled in his heart.
At this moment, as another set of footsteps sounded on the stairs leading to the dormitory, the little wizards who were near here subconsciously glanced back. Alexander was also sitting here. Seeing the classmates around him looking over, he stretched his neck and looked through the gaps in the crowd.
Soon he discovered that it was Harry and Ron who came out, followed by Neville.
Alexander pursed his lips, pinched his pocket again with his right hand, and couldn't hold himself back for a moment and wanted to stand up. But before he could stand up straight, a voice made him stop.
"Harry, Ron... Oh, and Neville?" Hermione, who was sitting on the other side, waved to this side, "Come here, I have something to discuss with you!"
"Alexander, what's wrong?"
Hearing the doubtful inquiries from the classmates around him, Alexander noticed that his half-squatting and half-standing movements seemed very strange.
"Ah, no...it's nothing." He sat back quickly, "I was just checking the time."
Alexander now felt awkward because of the "plan" Enns had mentioned this afternoon.
To be honest, he actually doesn't want to use others as guinea pigs for drug testing. This is very inconsistent with his character and philosophy. However, due to various reasons, he couldn't help but feel that Enns's idea was indeed very tempting at this moment.
So, with his whole body feeling weak, Alexander finally managed to make it through dinner time by casually talking to the classmates around him. Afterwards, everyone called their friends and walked together in small groups to the auditorium downstairs.
As soon as he arrived at the auditorium, Alexander was pulled into the corridor next to him by Enns who was guarding the door. As the architect of this trial plan, this kid was obviously eager to understand the progress of the operation.
"How's it going? Did you give it to him? Has he eaten?" Enns looked at the crowd outside the corridor and saw that no one was looking here, so he asked in a low voice.
Alexander could only shake his head.
"No," he said absently, "well... I didn't find the right time."
"What kind of opportunity are you looking for!" Enns rolled his eyes immediately, "The opportunity is not found, but created! Don't they have a good relationship with that McClain? Since you said you know McClain, , then isn’t this an opportunity?”
"Even if you say so..." Alexander said helplessly, "Besides, you are still in the sixth grade..."
"What's wrong with the sixth grade?" Enns curled his lips and said, "If you look at it, Neville Longbottom is the best fool in the entire Hogwarts. You just need to try, you will definitely succeed! Listen to me, in a moment Take the initiative to strike up a conversation at the dinner table..."
"Okay, okay, why don't I go?" Alexander sighed, "If that magical elixir really has any side effects, just wait and owe me a favor!"
"If there is no problem, then we will make a lot of money!" Enns said nonchalantly, "Let's go... go, go, go!"
After that, Enns pushed Alexander hard and left the corridor, then walked into the door of the side corridor and went to the auditorium to prepare for dinner.
Not far behind him, Alexander glared at Enns's back and followed reluctantly.
Not long after, when the teachers and students took their seats in the auditorium, and Professor McGonagall announced the start of dinner, the empty plates on the table were filled with all kinds of food as usual. Everyone was already hungry after spending a whole day letting themselves go on this Saturday. As soon as they saw the food in front of them, everyone hurriedly raised their knives and forks to enjoy it.
Because of Enns' urging, Alexander specially chose a seat diagonally opposite Neville today. But now looking at the other party, another round of hesitation began in my heart.
Yes, almost everyone in Hogwarts knows that Neville Longbottom is a boy who has always been confused. Even though he is now taller and bigger, his personality has not changed much. He usually forgets things or stumbles around, giving people the impression of being clumsy.
In fact, even the junior students love to make little jokes with him.
However, those were all harmless playful behaviors after all, and they were fundamentally different from the drug trial plan that Enns came up with. Although Alexander was attracted by the seductive effect of the Felixir, he still couldn't let go of the knot in his heart. Even if he wanted to talk to her, he still couldn't open the door.
He hesitated for a long time and couldn't help but look up at the Hufflepuff table. Not surprisingly, he immediately saw Enns making urging gestures to him, telling him to act quickly.
"Alexander?"
From Alexander's side, Enns' position was just next to Harry's head. Probably because he looked there for a long time, Harry thought Alexander had something to say to him!
When he heard Harry calling him, Alexander quickly looked away from Enns.
"Ah? Oh..." He paused, and finally said as if he had caught a duck, "Well... I heard that you are very familiar with Professor MacLean, um... can you tell me some things about his life?"