Chapter 203: Retribution Comes so Quickly

The smiling faces of Harry and Ron turned into crying faces the moment they saw McGonagall.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley—"

The disappointment in her eyes could not be concealed, "This is not a funny thing."

Making fun of an injured classmate is really bad.

"We should help each other, you know?"

"Yes!" x2

Draco was crying, looking very sad.

Harry and Ron, who were being scolded, both secretly expressed their disgust towards him with their eyes.

"This is the first time,

It's also the last time. "

McGonagall went back after being assured.

As if changing his face, Draco suddenly became arrogant.

This little face full of "freckles" looks like it deserves a beating no matter where you look at it.

"Malfoy, don't be too happy too soon!" Ron growled in a low voice, obviously angry.

"This is retribution, Weasley!"

Harry wanted to say something, but in the end he was afraid of McGonagall's authority and had to keep his mouth shut.

We went to the fourth floor, but we didn't face Voldemort directly.

Vincent, who watched all this quietly, would not think that it was his own problem.

Instead, he guessed the process of version 0 of the Savior Development Plan.

It is said that Snape, who is lying in the school hospital, is definitely hiding nearby.

If nothing unexpected happens,

There must be surprises.

With the attitude of not having anything to do with himself, he went to admire the plants with Crabbe in a good mood.

"Wayne, do you dare to touch this blue grass!"

"Of course you dare. Vincent took Crabbe's hand and touched this rather extraordinary plant.

Slippery and cold.

Crabbe struggled to break free, "Damn it, aren't you afraid of Professor McGonagall?"

"I'm afraid." Vincent followed the team slightly bored, "So I will be very careful."

The name of the blue grass is Qingliangcao.

It is a plant that is less common in Europe and is covered in slime that has heat-absorbing properties.

The plant is therefore common in tropical areas, where wizards often carry it with them.

Crabbe felt quite comfortable at first, until the heat from his body was brought to the fingertips he had just touched.

"Ah-"

Vincent stepped aside with a look of disgust on his face.

According to Draco, stupidity is contagious.

"Wayne, you - ah -"

He raised his hand high, "Professor McGonagall, Crabbe has a cold!"

"I'm fine,

It’s all Wei——ahah——”

Hagrid arrived before McGonagall.

These cooling grasses were all brought in from the north, and it was immediately obvious that they were the result of touching them with bare hands.

"Open your mouth,

Drink it! "

Crabbe, who would rather die than obey, was finally forced to open his mouth.

He drank a small bottle of purple liquid.

The effect is very good, and the cold is gone immediately.

It just smells terrible, much like rotting insects.

"What happened?" Mag looked at Vincent who was blinking and pretending to be innocent.

"Professor, I was just satisfying Crabbe's curiosity."

"Never again, Mr. Wayne."

She came and she left.

Crabbe, who had something to say, could only bear this big loss in silence.

Harry and Ron in the back looked at each other confusedly.

They seemed to understand something, but they seemed to understand nothing.

When they arrived at the small lake, Mag announced that they were free to roam.

The premise is that you are not allowed to run around.

Vincent laid out the picnic mat, and not long after he sat down, Hermione came over.

"Were you just giving them a demonstration?"

"Yes, I hope I can learn it sooner."

She took off her shoes and sat down, "Snape has a big problem."

"Yeah, maybe it's hiding near us." Vincent waved his hand towards the twins, motioning them to go elsewhere.

"Ruthless!" George took off his shoes and jumped directly to the middle.

Hermione frowned, "Hey, can you take off your socks too!"

This pair of socks has a big hole on the left side and a small hole on the right side.

Even if there is no peculiar smell, it will greatly affect the appearance.

George smiled evilly and looked around, "Little Harry was bullied just now.

I have to avenge him~"

Fred threw off his shoes,

Take off a pair of socks that also have two holes.

The little golden retriever on the high-end black velvet picnic mat was locked by their eyes.

"Ready--launch!"

Draco was hit in the head with four socks one after another.

The pain is not painful, but I feel severe physical and psychological discomfort.

"damn

it! "

He immediately glared over.

"Sorry~" the twins shouted in unison, "Malfoy, can you give our socks back?"

What a fart!

Draco threw them far away, and continued to wash his hair with the water charm.

The good-looking head was ruined in this way.

Higgs, who is in good health and has a good eye, not only blow-dried his hair instantly, but also restored his hairstyle several times.

Hearing their satisfied laughter, barefoot Fred and George certainly would not give up.

These two identical smiling faces brought back some of Draco's painful memories.

The tent does not require a password or to disarm the trap, it only needs to be opened slightly to enter.

"Listen, none of you are allowed to sleep tonight."

Crabbe and Gornana nodded.

Vincent smacked his lips in the distance, "Don't scare him, isn't it better to just watch the show quietly?"

Hermione's expression was as if she had seen a ghost, "What!?

You mean--"

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, your guess should be the same as mine."

"Snape won't come to us, will he?"

"Who knows, there's a high probability that he will."

Fred and George felt that their IQs were once again crushed by the two of them.

Is Snape pretending to be sick?

How is it possible!

"He is a potion master, it's impossible for him to get hurt due to operational errors."

"No matter how good Madam Pomfrey's skills are, he doesn't look like someone who would go to the school hospital."

After a little thought, the twins found that it was really possible that he was pretending to be sick.

When all the students were asleep, a mysterious man in a black cloak suddenly appeared...

The picture was so strong that even the ending came out.

"What are you thinking about?" Rolf and Cedric also came over.

The students of their Hufflepuff stayed on the other side of the lake.

"I wonder who the old bat will disguise himself as--" George, who was about to tell the story, suddenly shut up.

The playful eyes of the two clearly guessed that Snape was pretending to be sick.

"I hate you!" Fred pouted, "We are always the last to know!"

Cedric spread his hands, "Rolf just told me."

"That was earlier than us!" George's eyes were extremely unfriendly.

"Good luck." As soon as Rolf finished speaking, the twins pounced on Cedric.

"Why me again!"

"Because you look the most honest."

He seized the opportunity and broke free flexibly.

"Percy! Your brother is crazy again!"

Fred and George hurriedly put on their shoes, "Despicable! Shameless!"

Cedric smiled as if he had succeeded, "Now you should know, right?

I am not easy to bully!"

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