My Wife's Name is Luna at Hogwarts

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After everyone finished breakfast, Luna went back to Charms class, and Klein and Hermione went to Herbology class together.

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In herbal medicine class, Professor Sprout showed the class a brand new plant, well, a very ugly plant.

In fact, it doesn't look like a plant, but more like a big slimy slug that popped up from the soil. Each one is even squirming slightly, and there are many big bulges full of mucus on its body. How disgusting is it? How disgusting. .

"This is the Barbo tuber." Professor Sprout said gently to the little wizards, "Our lesson today requires you to squeeze it with your hands and collect its pus..."

"What, no, that's disgusting!" Hermione said in a disgusted tone.

Professor Sprout glanced at her and continued to explain, "Although it looks disgusting, its pus is extremely valuable. Don't waste it. Listen, you have to collect the pus into these bottles.

Come on, put on your dragonhide gloves, undiluted baba tuber pus will cause unusual damage to your skin. "

The process of squeezing the tuber was very disgusting, but what Rhine didn't expect was that it gave him a strange sense of satisfaction. Every time a bulge was squeezed, a large stream of viscous yellow-green liquid would spurt out. The feeling is addictive.

Sensing something unusual about Rhine, Hermione secretly gave Rhine the tubers she wanted to squeeze, then took the bottle that Rhine had squeezed and placed it on the table.

The little wizards finally followed Professor Sprout's instructions and collected the liquids in bottles. When the get out of class was about to end, Professor Sprout said with satisfaction, "Now Ms. Pomfrey should be happy."

As he spoke, Professor Sprout blocked the last bottle with a stopper and explained to everyone, "The pus from the baba tuber is the best medicine for treating stubborn acne. This will prevent students from using drastic methods to remove their acne." ”

"I've heard of it!" Hermione lowered her voice and said to Rhine, "Emily from the dormitory next to me, she wanted to use a spell to get rid of acne, but her face was rotten."

"Oh, this is really regrettable." Klein nodded in agreement, "You'd better persuade Ron to give it a try. The pockmarks on his face are getting more and more, and he might as well be rotten."

Hermione: "…or maybe the Barbo Tuber would suit him better than the spell?"

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A deep and deep bell sounded across the damp field and came from the castle. Class was over and the students dispersed. The Gryffindor students walked up the stone steps to the Transfiguration class, and the Ravenclaw students went to the Transfiguration class. The direction of the Forbidden Forest.

Klein walked along the gently sloped lawn. Hermione did not go with the Gryffindor classmates, but followed him towards Hagrid's hut by the Forbidden Forest. With a time manager, she could now accompany Klein. Lain attends every class, something Luna never expected when she looked at her densely packed class schedule.

Hagrid was standing outside the door of the hut, holding Fang in one hand. There were several open wooden boxes on the ground at his feet.

"Good morning." Hagrid smiled at Rhine and Hermione, and Klein also greeted him, "Oh! Hagrid is so glad that you are here to teach us about Magical Creatures again. I hope you at least learned the lesson. Lesson learned this semester, I don’t want to face those slimy bugs again.”

Hagrid scratched his head honestly, "Haha, don't worry, I think these snails will definitely satisfy you."

"What snail, say it again?" Hermione asked in surprise, and Hagrid pointed to the box at his feet.

"Disgusting" Hermione screamed and jumped back a few steps, "Oh my god, why have we been doing this all morning!"

Inside the box was a group of large lobsters that had been deformed and had their shells removed. They were slimy, wet, and looked very scary. Many of their legs were sticking out in random directions, and their heads could not be seen at all.

There were about a hundred of them in each box, each about six inches long. They were crawling around each other, and they even emitted a very strong smell of fish and rotten shrimp.Every now and then, a few sparks would shoot out from the tail of a squid, and with a soft pop, the snail would advance a few inches.

"They are all just hatched!" Hagrid patted his chest proudly and said, "You can raise them yourself and we can start a big project."

"Oh! No! Hagrid, please don't do this!" Hermione looked at Hagrid desperately and pleadingly, "First it was the pus from the tuber, and now this."

Klein patted her gently and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll do it. This class is not your class in the first place."

"But it's tomorrow!"

In the end, it was entirely because of Hagrid's expectant gaze that Klein grabbed handfuls of greasy frog livers and put them in the box to lure the snails, but the snails seemed to have no mouth at all.

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The bell rang for the afternoon class. Luna skipped the History of Magic class and followed her. When she saw Hermione, she was obviously surprised, "Luna can't believe it, my sister will also skip class?"

Hermione smiled mysteriously at her, "No!"

"But, this is obviously not a Gryffindor class?" Luna was confused.

"This is a secret!" Hermione obviously didn't want to say more to her.

The three of them walked towards the north tower together. At the top of a very narrow spiral staircase, there was a silver stepladder leading to the ceiling, which was where Professor Trelawney lived.

They came to the divination class together, and a familiar sweet fragrance from the fire hit their nostrils.Everything here is the same as last semester, the curtains are tightly drawn, and the whole room is shrouded in a hazy red light.

Rhine, Hermione and Luna walked through the messy pile of chairs and futons in the room and sat down at the usual small round table.

"Hello." Professor Trelawney's ethereal and ethereal voice suddenly came from behind the three of them.

At this moment, she was staring down at Rhine again, with a tragic expression of fear on her face. She had this expression every time she saw Rhine.

"Have you recently lost a friend?" she said to Harry sadly, "My third eye penetrates your deep heart. My poor child, my lost child, I regret to tell you that you My friend has bad intentions. He is taking advantage of you. He is doing something extremely bad and terrifying. Please stop him. Only you can stop him."

Her voice gradually lowered, and finally became a whisper. Both Luna and Hermione were used to it. Professor Trelawney said this every time, oh no, at least she would change her words every time.

Klein looked at her expressionlessly, and finally smiled kindly, "Okay, Professor! I have understood your prophecy, and I promise not to let Hagrid continue to use Blast-Ended Skrewts in class. This is really a mistake." It was an extremely bad and horrific thing that makes me shudder just thinking about it.”

The whole class laughed, but Professor Trelawney still glanced at Rhine worriedly. Finally, he sighed and passed by them lightly, sitting on a large armchair in front of the fire, facing Looking at the whole class.

"Dear children, class begins now. According to the course progress, we should study the stars." Professor Trelawney said, "The movements of the planets and the mysterious signs they display can only be understood by those who are extremely talented." Understand the mysteries. All human destiny can be revealed through the trajectory of planetary motion..."

Professor Trelawney talked endlessly, but the thoughts of the little wizards were elsewhere. The fragrant fire in the classroom always made people feel unenergetic. Professor Trelawney's words repeated over and over again, More drowsy.

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Half an hour later, Professor Trelawney handed each person a complex circular chart, asking them to fill in the planetary positions at the time of their birth.This is a tedious job requiring many tedious calculations of time and angles.

"I have two Neptunes here!" After a while, Hermione looked at her piece of parchment and frowned, "This must be wrong, isn't it?"

"Yes!" Luna said, imitating Professor Trini's soft and mysterious tone, "When two Neptunes appear in the sky, it definitely indicates that the person born will always love classes, especially other people's classes. ."

Rhine was drawing pictures next to him. Hearing this, he shook his head and pretended not to hear.

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After class, Professor Trelawney assigned them homework, a lot of homework. She said at the time, "Children, please refer to your respective charts to analyze in detail the changes that will affect you next month." The way the planets move! Next Monday. Must be handed in, no excuses."

When several people came to the cafeteria with heavy hearts about their homework, it was packed with people waiting in line to eat.

After they finished receiving their meals, they quickly found Harry, who was holding the Daily Prophet and discussing something with Ron.

"What happened?" Several people walked over and asked curiously.

Harry showed the Daily Prophet to everyone and said, "Mr. Weasley has been in the newspaper, and there is new trouble in the Ministry of Magic."

Directly the newspaper wrote: Our special reporter Rita reports for you, it seems that the Ministry of Magic's troubles are not over yet.

The Ministry of Magic has been criticized recently for its failure to effectively maintain order at the Quidditch World Cup and its continued failure to explain the deaths and injuries of many of its wizards.

Yesterday, the Ministry of Magic fell into a new embarrassing situation due to the strange behavior of Mr. Weasley of the Office of Prohibition of Muggle Items.

Mr Weasley, who was accused of owning a flying car two years ago, was yesterday embroiled in a row with several Muggle enforcers over an offensive batch of rubbish bins.

In the end, Mr. Weasley had to modify the memories of several Muggle law enforcers to escape from them.

But when a reporter from the Daily Prophet asked him why, as a Ministry of Magic official, he was involved in this meaningless and potentially very troublesome dispute, Mr. Weasley refused to answer.

Ron was a little worried, "I don't know how dad is doing."

"It doesn't matter. Uncle Weasley wrote the regulations prohibiting the misuse of Muggle items. No one is more familiar with them than him. If they use this to prosecute him, he will be fine." Klein comforted him.

Hermione also nodded, "Yes, Uncle Weasley has said a long time ago that this reporter named Rita is the best at exaggerating."

The next few days were uneventful, until lunch on Thursday, when the bell rang, ushering in Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

The little wizards sat down one after another, took out their own Black Magic: Self-Defense Guide and waited, and the atmosphere was particularly solemn.

Soon, they heard Moody's distinctive "thump thump thump" footsteps coming along the corridor.He walked into the classroom, looking as weird and scary as usual, and the little wizards could just see his prosthetic leg made of iron hooks peeking out from under his robes.

"Put these things away! You don't need books for this class!" He said in a rough voice, walking to the podium with difficulty on crutches and sitting down. The students put their books into their schoolbags, everyone seemed very excited.

After the students calmed down, he said, "I went to Azkaban to see Lupine. He was doing pretty well there. He introduced me to the situation of this class. Well, it seems that you are very interested in this class." I have mastered a lot of basic knowledge on how to deal with dark magic animals...

Although Lupine was stupid enough to help Sirius Black, he was still pretty good at being a professor.He taught you how to deal with Boggarts, Red Hats, Hinkpunks, Grindylows...right?"

The students murmured their approval.

"But you haven't learned enough about how to deal with the spells of dark wizards! Very not enough! Therefore, I am going to let you experience what the dark wizards do. I have one year to teach you how to deal with black magic!"

Moody's magic eye rolled around, and soon he smiled very horribly. The rotten flesh on his face was trembling, and pus flowed from the sores, which was as disgusting as the balboa tuber.

"Dark magic spells, they have many forms, and their magic power is different. Now, according to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, I should teach you various breaking spells, that's all.

Logically speaking, before you are in sixth grade, I shouldn't tell you what illegal black magic looks like, because you are still too young to deal with this stuff.But Professor Dumbledore greatly praised your courage. He thinks you can deal with it, and in my opinion, the sooner you understand what you have to deal with, the better.If you have never seen something, how can you protect yourself from it?

If a dark wizard wants to recite an illegal spell on you, he will not tell you his plan. He will not say the beginning and then recite the spell to you in a frank, fair and polite manner.You must always be prepared and alert! "

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