Chapter 207

When Malfoy's son of a bitch reappeared on Thursday morning, his arm was wrapped in bandages. He held his arm high on the dining table to show off, just like a hero returning from injury. What's most irritating is that some people believe that Malfoy's arm has not recovered.

"What's up, Draco?" Pansy Parkinson asked with a smirk, "does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Malfoy said, deliberately make a brave face. But Harry saw that, as pansy looked away, he blinked at Clara and Goyle.

"It's disgusting to explode..." Ron grumbled angrily. "If he had known that he would be like this, he would not have been ashamed to pretend that he was sick. Madame Pomfrey could have grown Harry's bones all night long."

Harry didn't speak. He just stared at Malfoy. Malfoy was giving him a triumphant expression. However, in Harry's opinion, this was not a good fight. He wanted to put a bat spirit curse on Malfoy, so that he could not see Malfoy's distorted face because of his arrogance.

"He really is..." Harry finally couldn't bear it. Because of Malfoy, Hagrid's condition is very bad these days. He drinks every day, and his magic animal protection class seems to be a joke. Harry and others are faced with the grubby caterpillar every day, which is just like the ordinary caterpillar. The bamboo body is colorful and looks evil. Besides, they eat Besides, I just lie on my stomach and turn over occasionally.

Harry didn't understand the meaning of this creature at all. Eating cabbage? Be watched? Come on, that's disgusting. If there's anything magical about this damned thing, it's bigger than ordinary caterpillars.

"Calm down, Harry!" Van Lim pulls Harry back to his chair, which makes Slytherin's long table burst into laughter, and Harry Potter and his hybrid friend are at odds

Laura is looking at this side with concern. Since what happened in the secret room, Laura has become more silent. She seems to be more willing to be with the ghosts now.

"He's not worth it What's more, he hopes so that he can vent all his anger on Hagrid... " Fanlin said, he picked up a piece of pudding again, as expected, what to eat is the most important.

Ever since seeing all kinds of food, van Lin suddenly felt that the British recipes were really worthless, or very Garbage

It should be said that, looking at the stars or something, even the most orthodox British people can not accept and import it.

It is worth mentioning that all the books written by Van Lin in imitation of the novels of gidrow Lockhart, the Sorcerer's stone in the dungeon and the whispering of death the serpent in the chamber have all been completed. He submitted the first draft of the Sorcerer's stone to the prophet's daily newspaper, which has been approved.

In fact, the prophet's daily needs to have content to fill the gaps in literature. It's full of anecdotes that do not appeal to readers in this section.

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The dispute didn't last long in the morning. Today's first lesson is Professor Snape's potions. Before class, all Gryffindor put away their smiles. Neville's face became more and more pale as the potion room got closer. When Neville saw Snape, his face looked like a dead man.

Professor Snape became more terrifying than ever, perhaps because of his failure to apply for the position of Professor of defense against the dark arts again. On the second day of school, all Gryffindor received more cruel points deduction in the first potion class of this semester. On the first day, they were deducted more than 20 points for various reasons. Most importantly, they It's the third grade

Of course, there is also van Lin's private teaching work in Snape. With the growth of van Lin's strength, he can get less and less from Snape. What he needs is more the accumulation of magic power. Therefore, Snape refused to continue to guide Vaseline. Of course, the last time before leaving, the fire power of Snape was fully opened, which only took less than five minutes Time managed to drive van Lin out of his office.

"Sit down, sit down." Said Professor Snape lazily. Harry and Ron gave each other a sad look. If they were late, Snape would not say "sit down." he did not hesitate to deduct their credits.

Of course, Malfoy's treatment is obviously not comparable to Harry and Ron, he will not be punished by Professor Snape no matter what he does in class.

As for Fanlin Forget it. He doesn't want to die. It's up to Malfoy. He and Hermione's treatment is not to ask, at the same time, perhaps Snape in order to find a better reason to deduct points, he directly divided the know it all into a group, and then threw it into the corner.

Snape is the dean of Slytherin college, and his students are generally given priority. Today, they're making a new drug: a shrink solution.

In fact, because of Snape's private teaching, the general potion refining will not have any problems for Fanlin.

Fanlin saw Harry and Harry frown and thought that they had never prepared for it.Malfoy put his crucible next to Harry and Harry, so that he could successfully join Harry's team. The potion material was on every table, which was shared.

Harry is a face of disgust, Malfoy must have no good idea.

Sure enough, Malfoy was the first to attack just as everyone was preparing.

"Please start your performance..."

"Sir," Malfoy called, "Sir, I need someone to cut the roots of these daisies for me, because my arm -"

"Weasley, cut the roots for Malfoy." Snape said without looking up.

Ron was as red as a brick with anger.

"There's nothing wrong with your arm." He said to Malfoy in a puff.

Malfoy smirked across the table.

"Weasley, you heard Professor Snape. Cut the roots."

Ron grabs the knife, pulls Malfoy's roots to himself, and begins to cut them roughly, with varying sizes.

"Professor," said Malfoy in a long voice, "Weasley has cut my roots into various kinds, sir."

Snape approached their table, looked down from his hook nose, and gave Ron an unpleasant smile from under his long, greasy black hair.

"Change roots with Malfoy, Weasley."

"But, sir --"

Ron has just spent a quarter of an hour carefully cutting his own roots, cut them exactly the same size.

"Now." Snape said in his most dangerous tone.

Ron pushed his own beautifully cut root across the table to Malfoy, and then picked up the knife.

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