Chapter 662

It's very common to chat with your classmates during dinner. Especially in Gryffindor college, most of the little lions are easy-going, and there is no distinction between high and low grades.

Alexander's conversation, coupled with some deliberate initiative, soon integrated into Harry's circle.

So, after a dinner, Alexander, a freshman who had just made some noise because of his punishment, naturally mixed with Harry and them. Although friends are still far fetched, they are more or less familiar.

When Professor McGonagall read his usual words of encouragement, everyone got up and prepared to go to the common room. Harry, Ron and Hermione walked together as usual and seemed to be discussing something, while Neville habitually followed them and naturally played his role of "little tail".

Today, however, the way back to Gryffindor's common room seems a little different. Because it's rare that Neville didn't stay behind alone as in the past. Instead, he had a small fellow walker.

"Excuse me... Are you Mr. Longbottom?"

At this time, Alexander came up naturally. Just now, after Professor McGonagall announced that the dinner was over, Ernst, who had been staring at this side not far away, gave him a wink at the right time. Under the psychological distress of some contradictions, Alexander finally forced himself to catch up.

"Er... Ah, it's me." Neville quickly turned his head and looked at the Alexander Avenue suddenly emerging from his side, "just call me Neville... What's the matter?"

His introverted problem obviously hasn't changed much, even when facing a younger student than himself, he can't help shrinking. Maybe I can show the courage of being born as Gryffindor at the critical moment, but I'm afraid I can't live for a lifetime.

"Oh, ok... Neville," Alexander teased with full entanglement, "I've heard others say that your herbal medicine class is very good... If I have any problems, can I ask you for help?"

"Well... Well," Neville stammered, "of course... I mean, if I can help. But I still suggest you turn more books and herbal medicine... Well, I think you rely more on Textbooks..."

"Is that so?" Alexander blinked. He was not good at cheating. He spoke dryly. "Thank you for your advice... I just started learning and am not familiar with the contents of the textbook... You know, some problems are not easy for me to find."

Fortunately, Neville is obviously more uncomfortable with this sudden gossip than he is, and even has a feeling of difficulty in wording, not to mention the stiffness in his tone.

"Oh..." Neville nodded with his neck. "You're right... If you have any questions, you can ask me at any time. Well... But it's the same with others. I... my grades are very average..."

"Oh, no - how could it!" Alexander said hurriedly. "Everyone says you're very good at herbal medicine. Well... Er, by the way! Neville, do you know the growth environment of the devil's net? I just previewed this yesterday, but it's not very clear in the book..."

"Devil's net? Ah, the book only says' dark and humid places', but they actually occasionally appear in some dry places. They are mainly afraid of light and high temperature. If the environment is dry, they can sometimes grab water from other animals and plants..."

Neville may not be able to answer other things, but he is good at questions about herbal medicine. As soon as he spoke of those interesting magical plants, his mind relaxed and his conversation box opened immediately.

As Neville suddenly became talkative, Alexander, who couldn't get in a word, was relieved. He listened silently and followed Neville slowly down the stairs to the common room.

Until he was about to see the portrait of the fat lady, Alexander felt that it would be too late if he didn't interrupt Neville.

"... Oh! Neville, your knowledge of herbal medicine is really rich, which makes me know a lot." he quickly forced in, "yes, thank you very much for answering this question for me..."

Alexander pretended to touch in his pocket, then slowly pulled out a piece of ready chocolate and stuffed it directly into Neville's hand.

"I don't seem to have anything... This chocolate tastes good. It's just a thank-you gift for helping me! Please... Well, please accept it..."

It can be said that from dinner time, everything he did was for this moment. Therefore, he was not used to fooling people. He immediately became nervous. Although he tried to pass the chocolate to Neville inadvertently and tried not to look at it, he couldn't help saying "please be sure to take it" in the end.

However, where can Neville, who is not vigilant about such things, notice these?

"Oh... Chocolate? Thank you..." Neville took the chocolate and almost didn't think about anything. He directly peeled off the tin foil and stuffed it into his mouth, and then said vaguely, "if you have any questions, you can come to me at any time... Oh, I only know herbal medicine..."

Just then, Neville suddenly brightened his eyes, twisted his mouth and said, "Oh... This chocolate tastes great. Where did you buy it? The Duke of honey?"

"Well... I don't know. Someone gave it to me," Alexander looked at him curiously and asked tentatively after a while. "Is it really delicious?"

"Of course," Neville seemed to enjoy himself, "well... I've never eaten so... So... Oh, what should I say? Anyway... It's really cool!"

"Really?"

Alexander stared closely, as if to see something from Neville. Unfortunately, he didn't see any difference except that Neville seemed to walk much faster and his face was full of energy.

"If chocolate is indeed mixed with Fuling agent, how will its effect be reflected..." he thought secretly in his heart and couldn't help but give birth to some expectations.

While Alexander was still thinking secretly, the entrance of Gryffindor's common room came. The students in front have reported the password, opened the portrait of Mrs. fat, and everyone rushed in together. Seeing that Neville was also moving forward with the crowd, he quickly walked a few steps and closely followed the pace.

The door hole hidden behind the portrait of the fat lady is so big that the students have to go in one by one, which is naturally not urgent. Just as Alexander followed Neville to the portrait, he heard a noise in the common room.

"... come and have a look at this! Fred and George sent it to me this morning, saying that they have developed something new... Come on, come on! Let's have a fun..."

Alexander and Harry had been talking at the dinner table for a while, so now he heard it all at once. The sudden noise must be Ron's voice. But the tall Neville was still in front of him, so that he couldn't see the specific situation inside.

But at the next moment, Neville, who was walking in front of him, suddenly turned sideways and turned around in the door hole.

"Oh, Alexander... You just talked about the devil's net..."

When Neville said this, Alexander was frightened to find that - at the moment when Neville turned back, a colorful bright spot quickly passed through the gap let out by Neville, grew bigger and bigger in his eyes, and finally hit his forehead with unusual accuracy.

"Ow --"

While Alexander was eating and crying, with a series of "crackling" explosions, even though he subconsciously closed his eyes, a large number of colorful lights lit up his whole field of vision through his eyelids.

It was a fireworks, an unusually gorgeous and dazzling fireworks exploded in front of Alexander. For a moment, the door opening was full of splashing fine brilliance and fell to the ground.

Neville was attracted by the light spot passing by him just now, and suddenly turned back to the common room to find the source, but he was not affected by half.

Hearing Alexander's painful exhalation, he could react, and then turned again to help Alexander squatting down with his forehead covered.

"Oh, Alexander... Are you... Okay?"

Just as he bent down to help Alexander, the next light spot rushed out of the door behind him. After hitting the portrait opposite the corridor, it suddenly exploded a flower fire, which scared the dog like old man in the portrait to flee.

At the same time, there was a chaotic noise in the public Lounge - fireworks have completely occupied the whole Gryffindor public lounge.

Neville, who had just picked up Alexander, heard the messy yelling behind him, and a slight loss appeared on his face. He saw the fireworks blooming in the corridor, but obviously he didn't fully understand what was going on.

When he turned around again and wanted to see what happened in the common room... The three light spots passed through the gap between him and the door opening one after another, bypassed him with a little arc, and then hit Alexander's chest, which had just been lifted up.

Alexander, who was still holding his forehead, could not react. This time he didn't even have a chance to be surprised. He was ruthlessly swallowed up by the whole piece of fireworks