Hogwarts is unreliable

"Two tigers, two tigers, run fast, run fast"

Early the next morning, Lin Xiaoan sang a little tune and sat at the long Gryffindor table having breakfast with great pride.

Although he had not slept all night, Lin Xiaoan looked radiant and energetic, as if a thin-skinned and large-filled shrimp dumpling fell from the sky. Ahem, the stupid author prefers shrimp dumplings to pie, and it fell directly into his mouth. Similar.

"Merlin, how many days have it been? Why are you eating bread, butter, bacon, sausage, fried eggs, milk and pumpkin juice? Do you dare to order some soy milk, deep-fried dough sticks, fried dumplings, soup dumplings and small wontons?"

Lin Xiaoan shook his head in dissatisfaction and complained, but that didn't stop him from filling a large plate for himself: "What can I do? People are like iron rice and steel, so just eat as much as you can. Hermione, Neville, what are you two doing? "

Hermione and Neville, both wearing the same thick dark circles under their eyes, sat next to Lin Xiaoan, one on the left and the other on the right.

Lin Xiao'an held her chin up and thought about the direction of the plot.

Oh, last night, the savior Potter and the little red-haired Weasley, both of them, were frightened to tears by the three-headed dog on the fourth floor.

Until now, Neville was still trembling: "Xiao An, I saw you last night."

"Neville" Hermione interrupted what Neville was about to say.This girl is reliable, and she will definitely keep secrets about things that should be kept secret, except for snitching to Professor McGonagall.

Lin Xiaoan brought a glass of pumpkin juice to Neville: "It seems that you haven't reached a consensus yet."

Neville held up the cup and covered most of his face, sipping the pumpkin juice in small sips, leaving only his eyes looking timidly at Hermione and then at Lin Xiaoan.

Hermione abruptly changed the subject: "What class will we have today?"

Lin Xiaoan: ""Girl, your character is that of a top student who doesn't feel comfortable studying, so don't pretend to be confused.

About a week later, the savior Harry Potter received the Nimbus 2000 sent to him by Professor McGonagall and became the Quidditch Seeker of the Gryffindor House team.

During this period, Lin Xiaoan was like an ordinary student, attending classes, classes, classes.

Spare time

"Teacher, unicorn blood may become ineffective if kept for a long time. Why don't we make a potion of light?"

"Don't worry too much. The shelf life of unicorn blood is very long. At present, your level is not high enough to brew a potion of light. Let's practice today."

The process of brewing the light potion was too complicated, and Lin Xiaoan could not control it 100% at this stage, so he decided to listen to Professor Snape's instructions and study hard first to improve his strength.

You asked Professor Snape why he didn't make the potion of light himself?

There was no special reason, just because unicorn blood was Lin Xiaoan's trophy, and Professor Snape didn't want to do it for him.

What a cute persistence, Lin Xiaoan snickered in his heart.

The boring time always passes by unconsciously, and it has been two full months since I left school.

Halloween is finally here.

Waking up early in the morning, the entire Hogwarts Castle was enveloped in the sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkin.

Lin Xiao'an struggled for several days as to whether or not to intervene in the troll incident. It's a shame. It's just a mere monster, and it sounds like we'll have to deal with the girls' bathroom at that time. Labor and management suffer from difficulty in choosing and late stages of procrastination. Beat this monster to death

However, until Lin Xiaoan finished dinner in the auditorium decorated with bats and jack-o-lanterns, went to the cellar to study, and returned to the dormitory, nothing that should have happened happened.

Lin Xiaoan: ""

The conflict in Charms class was solved by the butterfly, so forget about the troll.

Twelve feet tall, with dull skin as gray as granite, a huge and stupid body like a pile of huge gravel, with a small head like a cocoa bean on top, short legs as thick as tree stumps, and underneath It was a flat, thick, calloused foot, and the smell it exuded was disgusting. It had long arms, and it held a thick wooden stick in its hand. After so much paving, it was still a small one. Where is the cannon fodder troll?

In Lin Xiaoan's imagination, the most glorious moment of this Halloween was when he sliced ​​the giant monster into pieces with his magic blade, Hermione threw herself into his arms and cried like a baby, while Potter and Weasley looked at each other with expressions on their faces. In a sign of admiration, Professor McGonagall gave Gryffindor ten points for his bravery. Professor Snape didn't say anything but his eyes were filled with relief.

So, what about the trolls used to gain experience, points, and favorability?

When it's time to focus on the plot, I just mention it in one stroke. When it's not time to focus on it, I try to make up the number of words. It's really stupid.

Author, come out and let's talk about the future.