When the Slytherin snakes learned that Jane had been deducted 50 points for burning the Sorting Hat, they had different reactions.

Some people secretly complained that the College Cup was going to be difficult again, but they did not dare to speak out because of her heir's bad reputation.

But more of the little snakes deeply agreed with and praised her behavior.

"That hat has been biased for a long time."

Daphne, who was sitting among a bunch of little snakes, spoke with some disdain while trimming her nails.

As the only roommate of the "heir", she had a special say and guided the public opinion in Slytherin in a direction that was favorable to Jian Yu:

"Think about the songs they sing every year when they are sorted. Whether it's Gryffindor, Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff, they either praise them for their bravery and integrity or their loyalty and erudition. As for us, we are cunning and sinister."

Many little snakes felt the same way. A first grader said timidly:

"There are also people in Ravenclaw who can't answer questions in class, and there are even people in Gryffindor who are afraid of slugs! Can they be called knowledgeable and brave? Is the Sorting Hat really correct?"

Prefect Gemma happened to hear these words as she passed by, so she said:

"It's just some stereotypes. Look at Jade Jane. Everything she does embodies the utmost courage. I dare say her courage, bravery and spirit surpass all Gryffindors!"

"But she is also powerful, intelligent, ambitious, and a worthy Slytherin!"

Daphne blushed with excitement. She dropped her nail clippers and waved her hands in the air:

"Who else but her would dare to burn a thousand-year-old hat? Who else would be so brave to express dissatisfaction with the prejudice of the Sorting Hat?"

"Because the hat belongs to the founder, no one dares to speak up for Slytherin! No one dares to stand up and say no to this prejudice!"

The little snakes applauded and paid tribute to Jian Yu's fearless spirit.

One of the pure-blooded snakes stood up and said loudly:

"I have already written to my parents and asked them to tell Dumbledore not to expel Jian Yu!"

"Whether she's an heir or not, she's a warrior who speaks up for Slytherin! She won't hurt us!"

“Perhaps one person’s power is insignificant, but as long as everyone contributes a little, the principal will have to think twice!”

This immediately resonated with the other little snakes, and they agreed. Many of them took out their quills and parchment on the spot and began to write letters, requesting that Jian Yu be kept in school.

......

What happened in the common room had not yet reached Jian Yu's ears.

Taking advantage of the dark and windy night, she and the fat monk sneaked to the medical wing.

A man and a ghost conspire to steal Nearly Headless Nick overnight and send him to Myrtle's bathroom.

The chubby Hufflepuff ghost told Jane that air currents had an effect on ghosts, so he could pull Nick while she cast a hurricane spell behind them to send them to the bathroom.

Unfortunately, the Hurricane Spell was too powerful to be used in the small medical wing.

Jian Yu could only conjure up a palm-leaf fan and fanned it vigorously, driving the two ghosts to the bathroom like shepherding sheep.

Myrtle was already there waiting for them.

"How annoying." She complained, jumping up and down in the toilet and angrily splashing the toilet water on the two ghosts. "This is obviously the girls' bathroom. If it weren't for the possibility of Yu being expelled, I would definitely kick you all out."

Jian Yu and the fat monk checked Nick's condition and found that he was still covered in black, with wisps of black gas flowing on his soul. His condition was very strange and there was no sign of improvement.

"Let's brew the potion first," she whispered.

She had to get Nick back as soon as possible because there was a high chance she would be fired before the mandrake matured.

And even if the mandrakes were ripe, without her incense, the resurrection potion they brewed would not work on the ghosts - they could not touch the entity.

She didn't want this kind ghost to spend the rest of his life petrified.

Therefore, she could only make some attempts, such as using the horn that the unicorn gave her when she was in the first grade.

It is said that this horn has a powerful detoxifying effect and can also enhance the effectiveness of potions.

Perhaps it works together with young mandrake to make it work like a mature mandrake.

She secretly apologized to Professor Sprout in her heart, after all, she had stolen these herbs from the greenhouse.

"Merlin..." the fat monk exclaimed, "You know, they were rare in my time - they are very precious things, child, they are priceless!"

Jian Yu was actually willing to take out such precious materials to unpetrify a ghost!

The fat monk wiped his tears. He was very emotional and easily moved:

"What a touching friendship—"

As the smoke rose, the scent of sandalwood spread throughout the bathroom, and the potion gradually turned into a soul-like silver-white color.

The fat monk resisted the urge to meditate on the spot, picked up the vial, and poured it into the mouth of the nearly headless Nick.

Facts have proved that as long as the supporting materials are strong enough, even a fool can be helped to stand up.

——The resurrection potion worked, and the effect was unexpectedly good!

The black on Nick's body gradually turned into milky white, and the smoke slowly disappeared. He moved his arms, pressed his head back to his neck, opened his eyes, and faced the fat monk in front of him.

But the fear on his face had not completely faded:

"Where is Jian Yu? Hurry, I want to find her!"

"There she is, Nick!" the fat friar told him delightedly.

Nick flew up excitedly and gave Jian Yu a hug, but unfortunately his hug went through her body, bringing a chill:

"I saw it, I saw what the monster looked like!"

"Its head is as big as an underground pipe, with big yellow eyes and a mouth full of sharp teeth!"

"So what is that?" Jian Yu asked.

Nick was stumped. He had never seen anything like it before:

"I don't know... I only saw its head, and then I lost consciousness."

“But, it’s kind of like a snake.”

But upon hearing this, Myrtle, who was curled up in the toilet, suddenly screamed and rushed out of the cubicle.

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