Hogwarts: I have graduated before the system came

Just when several people were eating happily.

There was another knock on Hagrid's door.

Yaya barked twice symbolically, then lowered his head and continued to eat the piece of meat thrown to him by Douglas.

Hagrid was about to get up, but Douglas told Ron without raising his head:

"Ron, go and open the door!"

Ron got up from his chair with a whoosh, and opened the door...

When I saw a very thin gray-haired boy standing at the door, he was holding a camera in his hand.

Ron turned his head helplessly.

"Harry~~It's Colin!"

Obviously, he didn't intend to let Colin in.

Colin Creevey standing at the door looked excited.

Holding up the camera, he passed through the door and greeted Harry who was sipping vermicelli.

"Hi! Harry, look here!"

Harry heard Colin's voice and suddenly trembled inexplicably.

Immediately afterwards, as if being choked, the vermicelli rolled into his mouth, followed by the sound of "Aqiu!"

Squirted from the nostrils....

Reflexively, Douglas picked up his bowl and held it high.

Hermione was also very quick to protect her bowl, looking at Harry with disgust. .

Hagrid sat opposite, but laughed heartlessly.

Only Ron, standing in the doorway, watched as a tiny thing in Harry's nostril seemed to fly into his bowl.

"Crack!"

Colin's shutter followed.

He excitedly said to Ron: "This is really a rare moment!"

After finishing speaking, Colin noticed that there was another professor in the room.

It was Professor Sherlock Holmes, his teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Suddenly his face turned pale.

Did I take a picture of something I shouldn't have taken?

He remembered that in the Muggle world, if they photographed people they shouldn't be photographed, those people would smash their cameras.

He was so scared that he hurriedly put the camera away and hid it behind his back desperately.

It was as if the petrification spell had been lifted in the room.

Harry gasped, trying to get the vermicelli out of his nose.

Hermione looked disgusted and hid away with the bowl.

Ron looked at his bowl in pain, and there was still a large piece of meat in it that he had just half-bitten.

Douglas tried his best to suppress the ridicule at Harry, put on a kind smile, and greeted Colin with a pale face at the door:

"If I remember correctly, it's Mr. Creevey, don't stand outside, come in and say something.

There's pork vermicelli just out of the oven, and I don't think Mr. Hagrid would turn down a little Gryffindor. "

Colin standing at the door could see clearly.

Under the flickering firelight in the room, Professor Holmes's face looked a little gloomy.

The moment he smiled, Colin felt even more terror descending.

Every time Douglas said a word, Colin's face turned pale.

In the end, he mustered up his courage, stood at the door stumbling and said loudly:

"Teach...Professor, yes...Professor McGonagall is looking for two seniors, Harry and Ron...

To inform them of the confinement!

Professor, I... I have to leave beforehand!

Farewell, professor! "

After speaking, Colin turned and ran towards the castle quickly without looking back.

In a hurry, he almost tripped over the stone road at Hagrid's door.

Douglas looked puzzled, and then said to Harry with disgust:

"Look, the younger brother greets you, you look like this.

Scare people away!

Tut tut! "

If Colin had heard Douglas say this, he would have turned back and said, Am I afraid of Harry, is it Harry?

……

Obviously, Harry and Ron, after what they've been through, have lost their appetite for dinner.

After Hermione took the last vermicelli in the bowl into her mouth, she said disdainfully:

"When you violate the school rules, you should know that there will be such consequences!"

Douglas breathed a sigh of relief, then looked around, but couldn't find a toothpick that suited him.

Sighed and said:

"I planned to tell you after dinner, but since I don't have any appetite now, I'll tell you!"

Hermione asked in surprise: "Professor, do you know how Professor McGonagall punished them?"

Harry and Ron looked at Douglas expectantly, hoping that the punishment would not make them too uncomfortable.

Douglas straightened his face and said seriously:

"Professor McGonagall originally planned to ask you to help Mr. Filch wipe the silverware in the prize showroom, the kind that does not allow magic.

And then this year, the task of clearing weeds and goblins in the orchard is covered by you!Also no magic! "

Harry and Ron gasped when they heard that. The administrator, Argus Filch, was the one all the students hated.

Compared to helping Filch, clearing the weeds in the orchard is not too much rejection. When he was at home, Ron did not do less farm work.

Hermione asked suspiciously:

"And then, Professor, you think this punishment is too heavy, so you rescheduled it?

In fact, I think this kind of punishment is just right, and it will definitely make the two of them remember, otherwise they will not know what more serious things they will do next time! "

After finishing speaking, he gave Ron and Harry a hard look.

The two laughed shyly.

Douglas nodded:

"I have never advocated the use of such labor-gail-style punishments for students.

So I fought for you in front of Professor McGonagall to avoid the punishment of wiping the silver utensils..."

Hermione gave Douglas a white look.

If it wasn't for the wrong scene, Ron and Harry would definitely clap their hands happily.

Douglas sighed silently in his heart, missing Bill's eleven hundred days.

Look, before I finished my words, I fell to the ground.

He wiped the unicorn horn chopsticks, then said slowly:

"I'm not done yet!

Although there is no need to polish silverware, but every Saturday evening, you two will come to my office to silently write all the texts you will learn this school year.

After you finish writing Defense Against the Dark Arts silently, you have to report to Professor McGonagall to continue writing Transfiguration silently.

After silently writing Transfiguration, I still have to go... Oh, no need to go, Professor Snape said he was busy and asked you to silently write the contents of Potions class here, well, obviously he doesn't want to see you...

After silently writing the content of Potions class, the last thing is to go to Professor Sprout to silently write the content of herbal medicine..."

Harry and Ron's hearts beat every time Douglas said a word!

Visibly pale face. . . .

Hermione looked at Douglas in surprise,

She, who is a pervert in endorsement, feels that this is a perverted matter, and it is simply inhumane to do it.

But she still couldn't help asking, "Why is there no Charms class from Professor Flitwick?"

The four people in the room all turned to look at her.

Hermione blushed and shrugged: "Well, pretend I didn't say anything!"

After hearing this, Hagrid couldn't help shivering, and looked at Ron and Harry with infinite pity in his eyes.

After Douglas finished speaking lightly, he put the pair of chopsticks into the woven bag of unicorn hair that Hagrid gave him.

Then added another sentence:

"Oh, my God, I almost forgot, there is one more thing, you have to copy the school rules two hundred times each, there is no time limit for this, just hand it over to Professor McGonagall at the end of this semester.

Just to remind you, the task of clearing the orchard has not been cancelled, after all, the combination of work and rest is beneficial to your physical and mental development..."

After Douglas finished speaking, Harry and Ron "plopped" off their chairs.

Hermione and Hagrid hurried forward to help them up.

Douglas chuckled: "Yo! I fell off the stool!"