Moonlight Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 65
"You two! Come out!"

In the auditorium at noon, when Ivan was sitting there peeling oranges, he suddenly heard a harsh voice, and immediately after that, his ears hurt.

"It hurts, it hurts!!! Professor McGonagall, my ears are about to fall off!" In the public, Ivan was dragged out of the auditorium by Professor McGonagall's ears, and Hermione, who was sitting by the side, stuck out her tongue. Quickly followed up.

Professor McGonagall grabbed Ivan's ears all the way from the auditorium to her simple stone room-as far as Ivan knew, let alone little wizards, even the professors at Hogwarts had almost no one. Having been here, Professor McGonagall still pays attention to his privacy.

However, Ivan guessed that Professor McGonagall might have a sad past, because a person with a soft heart would not set up his own cage like this.

"Do you still know it hurts? Ivan, do you know what you did this morning?" Professor McGonagall stood there and said fiercely, "No matter how incompetent and hypocritical Lockhart is, he is still yours after all. Professor, is this how you treat him? Let him make a fool of himself so you can be happy?"

Ivan stood there dejectedly, and had no choice but to nod. Hermione stood beside Ivan honestly, but she did not escape Professor McGonagall's reprimand.

"And you, Hermione, do you just do what Ivan does? Don't you know how to stop him? You can forgive those Cornish elves later, but those who just started class When? You just watched him make Lockhart look ugly? I always felt that you were much more mature than Ivan, but I didn't expect you to be so childish?"

and many more!

Ivan raised his head, just about to say that the spell that the front teeth match the big stick has nothing to do with me...but he quickly lowered his head when he met Professor McGonagall's stern gaze.

Hey, what I do is what I do.

Anyway, there is already a Quirrell, and there is no shortage of Lockhart, and I don't know who it will be next year.

Then Professor McGonagall reprimanded Ivan and Hermione for half an hour without repeating his words, and finally dropped a sentence, "You two give me a good reflection here, and then go out in class in the afternoon. Are you there yet?" Then he walked towards the door.

Aiwen and Hermione agreed again and again as if relieved.

When Professor McGonagall came to the door, she suddenly stopped and said again, "If Lockhart wants to lock you up, you can say that you are receiving my punishment, you know?"

After seeing Ivan and Hermione agreeing again, Professor McGonagall nodded in satisfaction, pushed open the door, and walked out calmly, leaving the two people looking at each other.

Professor McGonagall is protecting them. Ivan sighed. It is conceivable that if the two of them fell into the hands of Lockhart, who was humiliated one after another in the first class today, how Lockhart would retaliate against them... …

but……

Can Lockhart really take revenge on them?
It's not that Ivan is too proud, but that Lockhart is too useless.

It was still a long time before the afternoon, and Ivan, who had nothing to do, reclined on the sofa very skillfully, and even poured himself a cup of steaming milk tea, uh... is this really a punishment?
It should count...

Hermione rested her head on Ivan's chest, holding a notebook in her hand and still writing and drawing.

"By the way, Ivan, can you sing?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"Should be able to." Ai Wen's eyes were a little erratic. He can indeed sing. Although he can't say that he has a natural voice, he can be regarded as having all five notes. He belongs to the kind of person who occasionally sings out of tune, but even out of tune can be heard.

"Can I sing a song?" Hermione continued.

"Well... let me think about it." Ai Wen put one hand on Hermione's head and one hand on his forehead. After a while, he sang in Chinese, "Don't frown if I don't sing enough. I am willing to make a promise with you until death... whoever believes in the superficial dialogue of the whole life, come and give you the song that made millions of people cry, if you have never heard the oath, it is like the Ferris wheel of happiness, it makes me because of you I want to scream love love love love so much..."

Accompanied by the melodious singing of the young man, time passed quietly.

……

The afternoon class was Professor Sprout's class on herbal medicine. To everyone's surprise, the Mandrake, which was supposed to make a big fuss, turned out to be well-behaved like a real baby in Ivan's hands, and everyone was amazed At the time, Professor McGonagall, who had just met in the morning, suddenly broke in. After talking to Professor Sprout for a few words, he called Ivan out in a stern tone.

You know, this is unimaginable for Professor McGonagall who has always followed the rules.

Looks like something really happened.

But...why did you call me out?
It wasn't until Ivan came to Madam Pomfrey's infirmary that he learned the answer.

Lockhart, who was as proud as a peacock before class in the morning, was lying on the hospital bed, moaning uncontrollably. His hands and face seemed to have been splashed with sulfuric acid. There were bursts of pungent white smoke, and those big white teeth that he had always been proud of fell off, and at this moment, it was extremely miserable at first glance.

"What's going on, Ivan?" Professor McGonagall asked sternly, pointing to Lockhart lying there.

"I don't know, Professor." Ivan shook his head quickly.

"It seems that our Miss Know-it-All's servants also don't know something." Snape who had stood there earlier said sullenly, "Then how do you explain the curse in the blood of those Cornish elves? You know, you poured that blood yourself!"

Hearing the word curse, Ai Wen's heart jumped suddenly.

"Shut up, Snape! This is my student!" Professor McGonagall gave Snape a cold look, and then turned his head to stare at Ivan, "But Snape is right about this, Ai Wen Wen, I have always valued you, so I want you to give me an explanation!"

"I really don't know, Professor McGonagall!" Ivan gritted his teeth and said again. At the same time, Occlumency began to operate slowly. He didn't know whether Professor McGonagall used Legilimency well, but the old man As a master of Occlumency, Bat Snape definitely has research on Legilimency!

Sure enough, after Snape stared at Ivan for a few seconds, he took out a small bottle from his pocket and said, "In that case, Mr. Ivan Tash, do you dare to take this veritaserum? "

"Why?" Ivan raised his head, staring at Snape's disgusting face, "Do you hate us ordinary wizards so much? Did you scold Harry's mother like that back then?" ? Mudblood? If I'm not mistaken, that's the title, my proud Professor Snape!"

"Shut up!" Upon hearing Harry's mother, Snape's perennially icy face suddenly became grim, and he took out his wand and was about to attack Ivan. Ai Wen released an armor body in front of him to block the spell for him.

"Okay, this is the end of this matter. I believe in Ivan. Everything will be discussed after Dumbledore comes back. Ivan, you go out first!" Professor McGonagall said sternly.

Ivan nodded without saying a word, strode out of the infirmary, and then sighed secretly, he was a little reckless... He even told about Harry's mother, but if they continue to After asking, Aiwen really didn't know how to end it, so he could only make a bad move...

The herb class in the afternoon wasn't over yet, but he wasn't in the mood to go to class anymore. He sat beside the Black Lake for a long time in a bad mood, and then he adjusted his condition and went to the library. Hermione had already found a good seat to sit in. There.

"Here you are," Hermione took out a few oranges and a cake from the bag on the side, and said with a smile, "Haven't you eaten tonight? Why have you been here for so long? Is Professor McGonagall okay?"

"It's okay, I just went to sit next to the Black Lake later." Ivan took the things in Hermione's hand and asked casually, "Where did you go?"

"I've been waiting for you, but I didn't wait for you, but I knew you would definitely come to the library, so I came here first." Hermione hesitated and replied.

I really don't have the slightest talent for lying, Ivan sighed.

He glanced down at Hermione's shoes, silently peeled the orange and handed it to Hermione's mouth, and Hermione ate the orange shyly.

"Well, the next time you come here, remember to wipe off the dirt on your shoes. After all, the soil in the greenhouse and the soil in the Forbidden Forest are still different in shape."

Then before Hermione could continue talking, Ivan continued, "Give me Riddle's diary, I want to chat with him."

……

……

Weak vote

(End of this chapter)