NOVEL NEXT Hogwarts: I'm just here to enjoy the magic
Chapter 190 If something goes wrong, it’s Voldemort’s fault who is so bad that he has sores on his h
All accidents are actually inevitable.
Jack has been waiting here for a long time.
He was not sure whether Quirrell would come to him, but waiting a little longer wouldn't waste much time.
Just wait.
If Quirrell doesn't look for him, then there's plan B.
However, luck will favor good people, and it will also favor righteous partners who are well prepared.
No, Quirrell is coming.
"Professor Quirrell." Jack bowed respectfully, "From what you said, do you have anything to do with me?"
"Yes." Professor Quirrell smiled even brighter.He likes students who take the initiative to cooperate.
Especially after working for Voldemort for a long time and being physically and mentally exhausted.
For someone like Jack, he didn't need to explain too much. He just asked if he had any tasks, which was really considerate.
"What do you want me to do?" Jack quickly answered, "As long as it's within my capabilities, I can do it."
"Well, it's like this..."
Quirrell handed over the new task.
It's very simple, just bring Bob over.
Of course, it’s best if it’s something that no one can see, and it should be done quietly.
"It's simple." Jack agreed, "It's just...the Polyjuice Potion recipe..."
He asked very bluntly.
We are all old acquaintances, so don't try to test them in a roundabout way.
Besides, he looked so stupid and greedy in front of Quirrell.
"Bring the person here first, remember to be careful to avoid the sight of other people, because it may involve that student's reputation.
If others knew that he was called here because he made a mistake, it might make his future campus life less comfortable. "
Quirrell tried to explain some of his requests.
"The formula is not ready. I will copy it later. When you call someone here, the formula should be ready."
"Okay, no problem." Jack agreed generously.
Anyway, you are Party A at the moment and you have the final say.
It's just...
Because I am afraid that the student’s reputation will be damaged, I have to notify people quietly and bring them here quietly...
Is it true that even a dog won’t believe this reason?
Jack, who had an idea in his mind, said nothing.
After accepting the task, I resigned and went to find the man named Bob.
In fact, there was no need for Quirrell to remind him deliberately, he also wanted to act quietly.
Just like capturing Charlie.
Not known to anyone.
Because that makes it easier for him to do some tricks.
As for how they will be treated by the parasitic duo after they are found, or even become flower mud...
Well, who cares.
As long as no one saw him involved, it was Voldemort's fault and had nothing to do with his righteous partner.
Hogwarts is a very orthodox and serious magic school with a history of thousands of years. The students in it are all honest and kind-hearted, and they are all little angels with no bad intentions.
If something went wrong, it was Voldemort's fault, who was so bad that he had sores on his head and pus on his feet.
You think so, Dumbledore?
**
**
Jack wasn't particularly sure where Bob was.
When I searched Charlie's memory before, I didn't see that he had a particularly fixed place of activity.
If he had to name his favorite place, it would probably be a certain corridor on the third floor of the castle.
Over there, you can overlook a small courtyard, and it is the connection point between several areas of the castle.
To put it simply, it is a place that many people will pass through.
If you want to see little beauties, come to a random beauty pageant or something, that place is perfect.
So Jack went to that corridor first.
Surprisingly, Bob didn't see it, but saw Draco stopping Harry.
Is it 'stop'?
Jack wasn't sure.
Looking over from a distance, Draco, with his left and right arms, and the platinum team of Harry and Ron, were shouting at each other.
Because of the distance, Jack could only faintly hear limited words such as 'shame', 'unworthy', and 'pure blood'.
These two small teams are probably trash-talking each other, right?
Jack guessed so.
I thought about it.
Since they didn't see him, he didn't come forward to join in the fun.
Anyway, Hermione was sleeping in the dormitory, and Neville should be practicing magic hard in the Room of Requirement.
No one with whom he has a good relationship is around, so why bother asking for trouble.
He slipped away and continued to find Bob.
Just do it.
Jack really ran away quickly and didn't miss him at all.
There is no way, he and Harry Ron, the platinum team, really don't know each other very well.
A friend of a friend may not be my friend.
Probably so.
To be honest, he had always felt that these two people were too childlike to talk to as an adult.
You can talk about magic with Hermione, and you can also talk about magic with Neville. If the person you are chatting with is John, the other person will have more and richer topics than you every minute.
Even with a little girl like Qiu Zhang, they can talk about snacks and cooking.
Only the platinum duo.
They don't like to practice magic or explore the mysteries of magic, and they are not very interested in food. As for girls, the future, dreams, etc., they don't care.
What do they like to talk about?
Quidditch, Snape, the Philosopher's Stone, Draco and all the fun stuff, even Hagrid.
Sometimes, Jack would doubt their sexual orientation, as if the things they were interested in were either objects or men, which was really weird.
Forget it, they have nothing in common anyway, so just stay away.
Since Bob was not found here, Jack could only go to Slytherin to have a look.
behind him.
In the corridor on the third floor.
Harry glanced at his wandless hand and looked up at Draco in shock.
"You...how could you..." His lips trembled slightly, making it difficult to continue what he said.
"What's impossible?" Draco joked with a smile, "Didn't I teach you a lesson last time? You forgot it so quickly? Isn't it just a disarming spell? Is there anything to be surprised about?"
Disarming spell, the ceiling of attack-like spells on campus.
If you use it to attack a strong person, the effect may be very poor, but if you hit a four-eyed guy like Harry, wouldn't it be easy to catch him?
"Then what do you want now?" Harry frowned.
"It's not what I want, but what you should do." Draco laughed.
After how many days, I finally got the chance to let out a bad breath.
Although last time, Harry and Ron were both in the Mediterranean.
But the problem is, he has also been transformed into a Mediterranean!
The limited pleasure was all wiped out by Jack and Neville.
Now that he had finally grown his hair and found Harry alone, of course he wanted to do something good to satisfy himself both physically and mentally.
Seeing Draco's implacable attitude, Ron stretched out his hand to pull Harry and whispered in his ear: "What now?"
I was really unlucky today. I originally wanted to stay near Snape's office, but I didn't expect to run into Draco and his gang.
"Do you want to start the fight directly?"
Jack has been waiting here for a long time.
He was not sure whether Quirrell would come to him, but waiting a little longer wouldn't waste much time.
Just wait.
If Quirrell doesn't look for him, then there's plan B.
However, luck will favor good people, and it will also favor righteous partners who are well prepared.
No, Quirrell is coming.
"Professor Quirrell." Jack bowed respectfully, "From what you said, do you have anything to do with me?"
"Yes." Professor Quirrell smiled even brighter.He likes students who take the initiative to cooperate.
Especially after working for Voldemort for a long time and being physically and mentally exhausted.
For someone like Jack, he didn't need to explain too much. He just asked if he had any tasks, which was really considerate.
"What do you want me to do?" Jack quickly answered, "As long as it's within my capabilities, I can do it."
"Well, it's like this..."
Quirrell handed over the new task.
It's very simple, just bring Bob over.
Of course, it’s best if it’s something that no one can see, and it should be done quietly.
"It's simple." Jack agreed, "It's just...the Polyjuice Potion recipe..."
He asked very bluntly.
We are all old acquaintances, so don't try to test them in a roundabout way.
Besides, he looked so stupid and greedy in front of Quirrell.
"Bring the person here first, remember to be careful to avoid the sight of other people, because it may involve that student's reputation.
If others knew that he was called here because he made a mistake, it might make his future campus life less comfortable. "
Quirrell tried to explain some of his requests.
"The formula is not ready. I will copy it later. When you call someone here, the formula should be ready."
"Okay, no problem." Jack agreed generously.
Anyway, you are Party A at the moment and you have the final say.
It's just...
Because I am afraid that the student’s reputation will be damaged, I have to notify people quietly and bring them here quietly...
Is it true that even a dog won’t believe this reason?
Jack, who had an idea in his mind, said nothing.
After accepting the task, I resigned and went to find the man named Bob.
In fact, there was no need for Quirrell to remind him deliberately, he also wanted to act quietly.
Just like capturing Charlie.
Not known to anyone.
Because that makes it easier for him to do some tricks.
As for how they will be treated by the parasitic duo after they are found, or even become flower mud...
Well, who cares.
As long as no one saw him involved, it was Voldemort's fault and had nothing to do with his righteous partner.
Hogwarts is a very orthodox and serious magic school with a history of thousands of years. The students in it are all honest and kind-hearted, and they are all little angels with no bad intentions.
If something went wrong, it was Voldemort's fault, who was so bad that he had sores on his head and pus on his feet.
You think so, Dumbledore?
**
**
Jack wasn't particularly sure where Bob was.
When I searched Charlie's memory before, I didn't see that he had a particularly fixed place of activity.
If he had to name his favorite place, it would probably be a certain corridor on the third floor of the castle.
Over there, you can overlook a small courtyard, and it is the connection point between several areas of the castle.
To put it simply, it is a place that many people will pass through.
If you want to see little beauties, come to a random beauty pageant or something, that place is perfect.
So Jack went to that corridor first.
Surprisingly, Bob didn't see it, but saw Draco stopping Harry.
Is it 'stop'?
Jack wasn't sure.
Looking over from a distance, Draco, with his left and right arms, and the platinum team of Harry and Ron, were shouting at each other.
Because of the distance, Jack could only faintly hear limited words such as 'shame', 'unworthy', and 'pure blood'.
These two small teams are probably trash-talking each other, right?
Jack guessed so.
I thought about it.
Since they didn't see him, he didn't come forward to join in the fun.
Anyway, Hermione was sleeping in the dormitory, and Neville should be practicing magic hard in the Room of Requirement.
No one with whom he has a good relationship is around, so why bother asking for trouble.
He slipped away and continued to find Bob.
Just do it.
Jack really ran away quickly and didn't miss him at all.
There is no way, he and Harry Ron, the platinum team, really don't know each other very well.
A friend of a friend may not be my friend.
Probably so.
To be honest, he had always felt that these two people were too childlike to talk to as an adult.
You can talk about magic with Hermione, and you can also talk about magic with Neville. If the person you are chatting with is John, the other person will have more and richer topics than you every minute.
Even with a little girl like Qiu Zhang, they can talk about snacks and cooking.
Only the platinum duo.
They don't like to practice magic or explore the mysteries of magic, and they are not very interested in food. As for girls, the future, dreams, etc., they don't care.
What do they like to talk about?
Quidditch, Snape, the Philosopher's Stone, Draco and all the fun stuff, even Hagrid.
Sometimes, Jack would doubt their sexual orientation, as if the things they were interested in were either objects or men, which was really weird.
Forget it, they have nothing in common anyway, so just stay away.
Since Bob was not found here, Jack could only go to Slytherin to have a look.
behind him.
In the corridor on the third floor.
Harry glanced at his wandless hand and looked up at Draco in shock.
"You...how could you..." His lips trembled slightly, making it difficult to continue what he said.
"What's impossible?" Draco joked with a smile, "Didn't I teach you a lesson last time? You forgot it so quickly? Isn't it just a disarming spell? Is there anything to be surprised about?"
Disarming spell, the ceiling of attack-like spells on campus.
If you use it to attack a strong person, the effect may be very poor, but if you hit a four-eyed guy like Harry, wouldn't it be easy to catch him?
"Then what do you want now?" Harry frowned.
"It's not what I want, but what you should do." Draco laughed.
After how many days, I finally got the chance to let out a bad breath.
Although last time, Harry and Ron were both in the Mediterranean.
But the problem is, he has also been transformed into a Mediterranean!
The limited pleasure was all wiped out by Jack and Neville.
Now that he had finally grown his hair and found Harry alone, of course he wanted to do something good to satisfy himself both physically and mentally.
Seeing Draco's implacable attitude, Ron stretched out his hand to pull Harry and whispered in his ear: "What now?"
I was really unlucky today. I originally wanted to stay near Snape's office, but I didn't expect to run into Draco and his gang.
"Do you want to start the fight directly?"
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