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Harry and Wood talked it over, and Wood even took out a [-]-centimeter-thick book of Quidditch rules for Remy to read. In the end, Remy reluctantly agreed to make a Quidditch for Harry that only retained high speed and accuracy. Flexible Monkey II.

However, Remy refused Harry's proposal to change the shape into a normal broomstick.

"Do you know what aerodynamic shape is? Do you know what air resistance is? Do you know what fluid mechanics is? Do you understand science? Without this shape, there would be no such speed!" Remy said.

Although he wanted to say that this is a magical world and there is no need to talk about science, and Harry was [-]% sure that Remy was talking nonsense, seeing Remy's insistence, Harry had no choice but to give in in order to get a super-fast broomstick.

After confirming all the requirements, it didn't take long for Remy to return to the laboratory to create the Monkey II. After helping Harry adjust the top speed, Harry, who had already been bruised and bruised during the test drive, finally smiled.

Although he got a new broomstick, Harry still used Nimbus 2000 for more training in the subsequent training, reportedly to keep it secret.

But this has nothing to do with Remy. After making Harry's broomstick, Remy once again started the mouse hoarding mode to save the magic crystals he needed for his big plan.

As time goes by, the weather gets cooler day by day, and it quickly turns from cool to cold.

Along with the cold air comes pumpkin lanterns and dinner parties, and Halloween is here.

In the auditorium where the entrance ceremony was held, many students gathered together again. When Principal Dumbledore announced that the new college point statistics system would be officially implemented from tomorrow, some were happy and some were sad.

The happiest person is Gryffindor House, because they were deducted a lot of points - but few people still remember that they were also given a lot of extra points.

People are always like this. They can't remember much of their happy times, but they can remember their pain and regrets for a lifetime. This is also human sadness.

But soon, when the food was served, all the students put aside their worries and joined the cooking team, enjoying the sumptuous food happily.

Looking at Hermione who was also in the queue, Remy was suddenly curious whether the troll would come as promised.

Arrive as promised is a beautiful word. When you see this word, people can't help but recall beautiful pictures. For example, a man in a headscarf who sings "I stumble toward you" is as panicked as a girl's heart. Run in from the auditorium door.

"Troll! In the basement... Thought you should know."

After saying that, Professor Quirrell fell to the ground with a plop, and by chance, he fell right next to Remy.

Remy was stunned for a moment, then stood up with a serious face and walked over to Professor Quirrell and squatted down.

The young wizards who were already frightened by Professor Quirrell's words calmed down and looked at Remy curiously when they saw Remy's strange movements. They didn't know what Remy was going to do.

Turning Professor Quirrell over, Remy pulled at his eyelids, felt his breath, and then raised his wrist to feel his pulse.

After the whole set was completed, Remy nodded with satisfaction, then stood up and stood at attention with a snap and saluted Dumbledore on the professor's chair.

"Report to Principal Dumbledore. After my preliminary diagnosis, he has died! Please allow me to take him out for cremation... or you can do it on the spot." Remy said loudly.

Dumbledore on the stage, Quirrell on the ground, and Voldemort behind his head twitched their mouths at the same time.

"Remy, I think Professor Quirrell just fainted. Help him to his seat and let him rest."

Just as Dumbledore finished speaking, the next moment, Remy raised his foot and kicked Professor Quirrell on the back of the head.

With a scream, Professor Quirrell jumped up.

"Report to Principal Dumbledore that after the treatment of this miracle doctor, Professor Quirrell has come back to life!" Remy said with a serious face.

The entire auditorium suddenly fell into an eerie silence, until a popping sound came from nowhere, and the auditorium was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

Dumbledore came back to his senses and covered his face with his hands speechlessly, while blocking the corners of his mouth that could not be controlled.

After about two seconds, Dumbledore tapped the Iveco cup on the table with a spoon, raising a piece of ashes.

"Quiet. The student union presidents and prefects of each college, please take your college classmates back to the dormitory first. Other professors..."

"Reporting to Headmaster Dumbledore, I believe that students should not be allowed to leave the Great Hall without knowing the exact location of the troll to avoid running into the troll. Students should be allowed to stay in the Great Hall now, and professors are also required. We stay here to protect the students, and I will deal with the troll!" Remy said loudly.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment and then thought about it, and felt that what Remy said made sense...except for the last sentence.

but……

Glancing at Professor Quirrell who had his head lowered pitifully, Dumbledore thought for a moment and then looked at Remy.

"It's very brave of you to volunteer to deal with the trolls, but the trolls are not something you students can deal with. So, Professor Quirrell, do you feel better now? Can you go and deal with the trolls?" Lido turned to look at Professor Quirrell and asked.

Before Quirrell could answer, Remy spoke first: "Report to Principal Dumbledore. Obviously, if Professor Quirrell had the ability to deal with the troll, he wouldn't have rushed over in a panic to report... By the way, where did you come from? A deficient Defense Against the Dark Arts professor recruited from the undersea sewers? How dare he teach Dark Arts at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when he can't even defeat a troll?"

"Teaching Defense Against Dark Arts." Dumbledore corrected: "Professor Flitwick, Professor Snape, you two can go deal with the troll, is that okay?"

"Dealing with trolls? Okay, no problem!" Professor Flitwick said.

Professor Snape nodded coldly, stood up, shook his wizard robe handsomely, and walked towards the door of the auditorium.

"Oh, Severus, don't go so fast!"

Professor Flitwick quickly flipped his short legs upside down and said, the wand in his hand was about to move, as if he wanted to give it to Snape.

"Remy, where are you going?" Dumbledore suddenly said.

Remi, who was crouching towards the door, stopped and smiled awkwardly: "Close the door, I'll close it to prevent the troll from rushing in."

"Well, this is indeed something I didn't consider well. Ten points for Gryffindor... and the proposal just now, ten points for Gryffindor. Mr. Filch, close the door and shut it!" Dumbledore said. .

snort!

Remy curled his lips and thought to himself, "You only have [-] points and you want to bribe me?"

Gotta pay more!

"Principal Dumbledore, I just revived the dead Professor Quirrell and saved a professor's life. Don't you give me extra points?" Remy asked.

The corners of Quirrell's mouth suddenly twitched.

Are you saving me?

I see that you are clearly taking the opportunity to do some dirty tricks on me...!