Rebirth of the Harry Potter Chapter 241

After lunch.

In the afternoon, there is a black magic defense class by Professor Lu Ping.

Before going to class, a bunch of students were hiding in the classroom door, first sneaking to look inside.

Someone said with amusement: "Professor Lupin, not Snape."

"This is all right, no need to skip classes."

At the end of last month, Professor Lu Ping drank the wolf poison and asked Professor Snape to take the class.

No one except Slytherin College students is happy about this.

Professor Lu Ping put on his simple old robe again, and all of his clothes faded, looking at the extraordinarily poor.

Hermione whispered: "Don't you give Professor Lupin an expensive robe?"

Harry said: "It's a cartoon if you don't change your clothes."

"Oh." Hermione understood.

Lu Ping was listless and his face was weak and pale, as if he was seriously ill.

His body was thin and weak, as if a gust of wind came casually, and once blown, he could fly into the sky like a hydrogen balloon.

There are thick dark circles under his eyes

Like a kid with kidney deficiency.

Luping held the three-foot podium with one hand while smiling as he watched the students entering the class.

Some people saw this look of Lu Ping and whispered: "I have seen the wizard who accidentally fell into the swamp land, and then they were squeezed out by the female ghost. They are like this, and Professor Lu Ping will not..."

Lu Ping twitched.

But he is a teacher, he should pay attention to his image, so he pretends not to hear.

"hiss!"

"Horrible!"

But I don't know who it was, and suddenly said something out of place: "So envious..."

"you……"

"Brother..."

"Go away, big pervert, stay away from me."

The speaker said innocently, "No one thinks it's abnormal to like ghosts, right?"

Then a weak voice said, "If you ask Professor Lupin where is the swamp with a female ghost? Will he tell me?"

Class A: "(??????)"

Class B: "..."

Class C: "???

"Cough!" Lu Ping couldn't help but cough like a tuberculosis ghost.

Lupin is even thinner than the weak scholars in Oriental Film and Television.

If a wizard pointed at the current Lupin and told others: "Be careful with him, he is a werewolf."

The wizard must be unable to find the spray.

Harry suddenly overlapped him with the image in a book: Kong Yiji.

Their smiles are so consistent-revealing poverty.

When the classmates were seated one after another, Lu Ping hadn't started talking yet.

The students have already begun to complain, and their tears are falling down during Snape's overwork.

"Merlin is on, he is just a substitute teacher, and even gave us such exaggerated homework."

"He must not want us to graduate!"

"How can we learn from the knowledge behind the werewolf?"

"Write a few feet of parchment paper in length, and wrap it up to give the textbook a five-layer book cover!"

"He also threatened us that if he could not finish it, he would fail our potion class!"

Just when they were filled with indignation, there was a lot of discussion, and they wished to count ten guilts of Snape.

A light, doubtful voice sounded. It easily overshadowed the entire classroom.

"Aren't students' task to study?"

As soon as this remark came out, the world changed color, and the sun and the moon were dull!

"Ah, this..." The whole house was speechless by this dumb sentence.

They blushed and succumbed in their hearts: anger, but what he said made sense, he couldn't refute it.

Professor Lu Ping was ashamed.

Even if he encountered such a situation when he was in school, he was only one of the students who complained below, where Harry's consciousness is high.

Professor Luping coughed softly and asked, "Have you told Professor Snape, where does our teaching go? There is no way to learn the habits of the werewolf and how to subdue the werewolf."

They glanced at Harry quietly, and when they saw that Harry was not speaking, they slowly began to talk again, all talkative.

The voice gradually returned to what it was just now.

"...Tell, he also accused you of teaching too slowly..."

"He just ignored us..."

"Attitude is tough..."

"How many rolls of parchment..."

"Boom..."

Professor Lupin pondered for a while and said, "Don't worry, I will talk to Professor Snape about this matter. You don't need to write that paper about the werewolf."

"inappropriate!"

Before the students clapped to celebrate, they heard Harry and Hermione talking at the same time.

The students glared at him.

Hermione said with regret: "Because, I have finished writing."

Harry said, "How can I be reluctant to do so because of the extra work?"

"Professor Snape is also for the benefit of the students, and this knowledge is ultimately for the students. How can there be an excuse to not learn because of the werewolf chapter at the back?"

"Maybe this year's Christmas holiday, a classmate met a werewolf. No one is sure, there must be a sense of urgency. What do you say, professor?" Harry said pretentiously.

Professor Lu Ping couldn't help but smile, he thought for a moment and said, "Student Potter is right, so let's allow you to do less, but you have to write."

"This paper also serves as one of the assessment results for this course next year."

"what!"

"This!"

There was a complaint.

The eyes of hatred gathered on Harry.

Harry felt comfortable, and even Hermione couldn't help showing a hint of joy. Who let them finish their homework? Naturally relaxed.

Merlin said: Near Zhu Zhuchi.

Under the influence of Harry's good morals, Hermione was not so repelled by this detrimental thing.

There is progress, gratifying.

But someone can be a partner of justice and report Harry Potter.

Dean Thomas looked at Harry tremblingly and stood up.

He thought: Professor Lu Ping is here, he dare not treat me.

He said: "Professor, Harry Potter finished his paper, but I saw it was written by Granger for him."

Harry did not do too much, and Dean Thomas was slightly relieved.

He wanted to see what Harry Potter could say, at least to have Harry Potter write homework again.

But he didn't see Harry Potter a little embarrassed, ashamed, blushing.

Instead, Harry sat in the first row, glanced back at him, and said disdainfully, "Can it be considered a stolen thing for a student? This is called stolen, understand..."

This is the brazen Harry Potter.

As the saying goes: one foot flat four colleges, open mouth to suppress pupils.

Hermione's face was buried on the table and her ears were red.

Professor Lu Ping quickly said: "Cough... this... this kind of thing is bad, classmate Potter, don't do it again in the future."

Harry nodded obediently: "Okay, Professor."

Lupin also knows that Harry must have entered his left ear, but he has forgotten it before he passed the brain, and is counting on his right ear to come out? Stop dreaming.

But with Harry's strength, he didn't need to learn these things at all, so Lu Ping just meant to say something casually.

Child Dean Thomas has question marks all over his head.

The classmates thought that 100,000 grass and mud horses were passing by.

Why don't you even have two lessons?

Is this the treatment of Xueba?

Professor Snape, please come back. Of all the professors, you don't give Harry Potter a face, and are willing to die with him to the end!

There is a poem cloud: Celebrating Snape today, only destiny mist again.

Harry turned his head and gave Dean Thomas a friendly smile.

"Good job, guy juice."

In this lesson, the students spent a happy time.

Professor Lu Ping used the green water monster that Harry saw in his office a few days ago as teaching material to teach students how to fight on the spot.

This kind of entertaining way is very popular among students-except Dean Thomas, he is so uneasy in his heart.

He felt that he had done something wrong.

So in this class, he was absent-minded and hardly heard anything.

Wait until the bell rings.

He picked up the book and ran out of the classroom first, before the other students slowly followed him.

After being surrounded by a group of classmates, he felt a little safe.

"You come to me." Someone behind said.

Dean Thomas flew back suddenly and uncontrollably, as if there was an elephant tying the rope around his waist, and then ran wildly.

Dean Thomas's toes were sliding fast on the slate floor. He waved his arms wildly and yelled, "Help, help."

His body twisted and twisted into a football, falling into the hands of a person.

Harry gave him a kick, and then kicked the ball away. The ball crossed a long and beautiful parabola in the air and fell into the grass in the yard.

"Wow..." The other students immediately retreated three meters.

As it happens, the administrator of Hogwarts passes here.

Lavendra came to the administrator, she said in fear: "Miss Gray, just now Harry Potter actually used magic in the hallway."

Helena said: "Don't you forget? Principal Dumbledore has changed the rules to allow students to use magic during get out of class in the corridor."

Lavender anxiously said: "However, he bullied a classmate with a metamorphosis, turned him into a ball, and... also kicked off."

"You should imprison him."

"Punish him for cleaning the toilet ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ let him wipe those trophies in the trophy showroom."

Helena looked embarrassed.

She is still living in other people's lives, if you accidentally annoyed and offended him. When he was angry, he attacked himself halfway through the night, what could he do?

Do you try to resist, or pretend to resist?

Finally, Helena hesitated for a long time and made up her mind and said, "Then, just deduct Gryffindor by two points."

Lavender: "..."

Dean Thomas in the grass: "I'm so pitiful, oooo..."

Note: School violence is not good! Don't learn it.

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