Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

"Help, help..."

"Professor, Professor, save me..."

"Let me go... let me go now..."

"I give up, I give up..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a small fireball suddenly rose out of thin air, and the devil's nets quickly retreated.

Douglas walked forward, looked at the embarrassed Draco, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Although I asked you to practice running away, I didn't mean to run away foolishly. You actually put away a wand that can save your life at any time. How can it give birth if it's in your pocket?"

Draco was breathing heavily, his face flushed red, and he couldn't even speak clearly:

"Professor, let me explain..."

He really wanted to find a piece of tofu to hit himself to death. This was the second time this semester that he had been so embarrassed in front of his classmates.

But then he realized that he was not running alone on this track, and there might be someone who performed worse than him, so what was there to be afraid of.

At this moment, he was most worried that Professor Holmes would say that this track was too dangerous and asked everyone to change the project.

So he quickly said:

"Professor, class time is limited. I can go down and write a self-review. Now, can we let the next student start?"

Douglas was stunned and swore to God that he had never thought of asking students to write apologies for mistakes made in class. At most, he would talk about his thoughts during the homework.

However, Douglas could not refuse Draco since he was so sensible, so he directly arranged for Theodore Nott to take the stage.

When Slytherin's third year class ended, it was a little witch named Millicent Bulstrode who caught the mouse.

As soon as the Slytherins left, Hermione led the Gryffindor third years to the grounds.

The reason Douglas chose to have the practical class today was that the classes for the lower grades were strung together, so he didn't have to run back and forth between the castle and the track.

When Douglas finished explaining the rules and took out the mouse, Ron looked at it doubtfully for several times, then whispered:

"Why do I feel that this mouse looks so much like my Scabbers? If Scabbers hadn't been sleeping in the box recently, I would have thought it was taken out by Professor Holmes..."

Harry took a closer look and said in surprise:

"Indeed, Scabbers's missing toes are in exactly the same place."

Hermione glared at the two of them and said:

"What's so surprising? The professor might have created this mouse after seeing your Scabbers."

Ron snorted coldly and said confidently:

"No matter what, I'm definitely going to win first place in this competition. After all, I'm pretty good at catching mice."

Harry nodded seriously, patted Ron on the shoulder and said:

"I trust you completely on that point."

As he said this, he pushed Ron forward, then looked at Hermione and smiled secretly.

Douglas saw Ron being pushed out and said with a smile:

"Since Mr. Weasley has stepped forward, let's start with him... Does Mr. Weasley have any comments?"

Ron was talking and didn't notice what Douglas said last time, so he was pushed out by Harry.

Hearing Douglas's question, he immediately responded and nodded quickly.

"No problem, Professor. I'm very good at catching mice..."

Douglas smiled and placed the mouse back on the starting point.

When Ron saw the mouse, he took out his wand, pointed at the running mouse and shouted:

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

The mouse suddenly accelerated and cleverly avoided Ron's spell.

The hover spell struck the ground, causing a few pebbles to float.

Ron snorted disdainfully when he saw that his spell hadn't worked.

"I didn't expect this alchemy rat to be so agile. I'm going to be serious next..."

Just as he was about to chase after it, suddenly a ray of light flew over from the place where he had just hit.

When Ron saw it, the spell light had already reached his eyes and hit him before he could react.

Ron's legs suddenly kicked in the air as he was about to run, and he was so scared that he gestured in the air with his hands.

Because the original power of the spell was not strong, when he had floated less than a foot, he heard a "thump" and fell flat on his face.

Harry and Hermione rushed over and helped Ron to his feet.

Then Hermione walked up to Douglas and asked:

"Professor, was that the spell Ron cast just now, and was it copied and bounced back?"

Douglas nodded and said with a smile:

"Yes, as I said just now, there are all kinds of magic traps set up here!"

Hermione observed the track carefully. The only difference between her practical class this time and last year was that last year she was being chased by monsters, but this year she was chasing mice; last year it was indoors, but this year it was outdoors. As for the other magic traps, they were probably the same as last year, just harmless things.

Chapter 216 Mibu Mibao

But she just noticed a Christmas cactus under the shadow of a stone, and instinctively felt that there was something wrong. She immediately thought of the devil's snare she encountered when she was in the first grade.

In addition, there are some strange plants.

Neville suddenly said in surprise in the crowd:

"There's a cactus called Mibumibao on that sandy land. I've always wanted to grow one."

The other students turned to look at Neville, giving him strange looks.

Neville was a little embarrassed, but he still raised his head and explained excitedly:

"Mibumibo is a very rare plant native to Asia. Although it looks like a small gray cactus, it is definitely not a cactus... I thought Hogwarts didn't grow this, maybe they were mistaken for cacti..."

The classmate next to him quickly covered Neville's mouth, then looked at Douglas with a wry smile and said:

"Professor, he's talking nonsense. We haven't even heard of Mibu Mibao... hehe..."

Doesn't Neville mean that Professor Holmes is ignorant?

No one except Neville knew about this strange plant, so it was obvious that Neville had remembered it wrong.

Douglas waved his hand and said with a smile:

“He’s not wrong, that’s indeed Mibu Mibao. I originally wanted to mix it in with the cactus as a special level.

However, no one has deliberately gone there yet, so it has not been discovered.

Since you know that plant, Neville, I promise you that if you can successfully catch the mouse this time, I will give you the Mibumibao."

Neville Longbottom's face flushed, and he said excitedly:

"Really? Can I keep it?"

Douglas nodded and said:

"Of course, I brought that Mibumibao back from Asia. If you can succeed, I'll give it to you."

Neville ran to the starting point excitedly and said to Ron:

"Ron, let me go first."

Ron, who had fallen flat on his face, pushed away Harry who was supporting him and said to Neville seriously:

"I'm fine and can continue. Professor Holmes once said, you get up where you fell..."

Neville said firmly:

"The professor also said that if you want something, you have to go get it yourself, you can't wait for others to give it to you."

Ron was stunned when he heard this. This was completely irrelevant and he always felt something was wrong.

At this time, Hermione came over, patted Neville on the shoulder and said:

"Come on, Neville, come on."

Then he pulled Ron over and said:

"Professor Holmes promised him that he could catch mice, so he gave him one of the plants. Besides some magic traps, there are also various magical plants. Do you think you are better than him in this area?"

Ron couldn't deny this. Ever since Neville learned to memorize, he seemed to have a sudden enlightenment in Herbology. Professor Sprout often praised him in class.

He whispered:

"You mean to let him go and explore the way?"

Hermione shook her head and said:

"No, he's the first one to go. If he fails too quickly, he'll still have a chance in this class."

Harry came over and patted Ron on the shoulder before he could say anything.

Ron glared at me and said:

"You pushed me out on purpose just now."

Harry threw his arms around Ron's neck and said:

"Didn't you say you were an expert at catching mice? Who would have thought..."

Ron glanced at Douglas and muttered softly:

"Who would have thought the trap would be so perverted? I was caught before I even started running."

Douglas stood aside and saw Neville standing at the starting point, so he used magic to pull the mouse back to the starting point.

"Then, the game begins."

Douglas gave an order and Neville immediately chased after the mouse.

Just as he started running, Neville stepped on some stones and almost slipped. His funny action caused laughter from the students behind him.

Neville scratched his head sheepishly, but this reminded him. He quickly drew out his wand and carefully cast the Snake Speed ​​Sliding Charm on his feet.

Then, he did not rush forward stupidly, but controlled the snake speed skating spell to come to the edge of the track.

This action caused a burst of exclamations from the students, saying that this was possible.

Douglas laughed softly. Neville just had a bad memory and low magical talent, but that didn't mean he was really stupid.

But how could he not think of what Neville could think of?

It seems to go straight to the end without any obstacles.

But in reality, there is a pit every three steps...

At this moment, Neville, who was preparing to overtake on the curve, encountered his first pit.

"thump!"

He fell directly into a pit as tall as an adult, which knocked him unconscious.

The mouse ran straight to the mouth of the pit and looked at him from above, its eyes full of mockery.

Seeing that the students were about to step forward to help Neville, Douglas said coldly:

"There's nothing wrong with solidarity and mutual assistance, but it also depends on the timing. If he fell into a pit alone in the wild, would he have to wait for someone to help him? Not to mention he hasn't even asked for help yet."

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Chapter 217 Sirius, You're Done

Neville in the pit rubbed his head. He still hadn't figured out how he suddenly fell into the pit.

Seeing the mouse standing at the hole above his head and staring at him, he tried to jump twice, but unfortunately he couldn't reach it.

The cunning mouse seemed to know that he couldn't do anything to him, so he began to circle around the hole.

The mouse looked at Neville's helpless look and cried out in mockery.