Chapter 30 Point-Bonding Machines and Point-Deducting Monsters (Part 2)

The class bell finally rang, and the potbellied Professor Slughorn staggered in, whistling.

When watching movies in my previous life, I always thought Horace Slughorn was a funny and cute old man.

Although some people are good at digging business and obsessed with connections, they are not bad in essence, and they are also an excellent teacher.

Professor Slughorn in 1938 was not too old, about the same as Dumbledore at this time, and his hair was not yet gray.

But the whole person is obviously younger than Dumbledore, and a little more optimistic.

Needless to say, the first-year Potions class was quite simple.

Most of the time is spent on introducing potion theory and types of potion, which is simple but boring.

Qin Weijie also lacked interest in listening, and Qin Weijie was distracted for one-third of the whole afternoon class.

He even wondered if his scumbag physique from his previous life had awakened in this magical world, and he would probably fail the Potions class.

Compared to Qin Weijie's lack of interest, Tom has always been enthusiastic.

Tom is extremely curious and interested in everything in the magical world, as long as it is related to magic, Tom will not let it go.

I heard that this guy has taught himself all the subjects in the first and second grades.

It is necessary to explain here that Tom's self-study is not Qin Weijie's selective self-study.

Qin Weijie's self-study is to choose what is useful to him to learn.

For example, the five subjects of Charms, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Magic Theory, and History of Magic, Qin Weijie had seriously taught himself during the holidays.

As for potions, herbs and astronomy, Qin Weijie thought he had no interest.

The basic theories of the two subjects of potion and herbal medicine are contrary to the principles of traditional Chinese medicine that Qin Weijie learned since he was a child, so Qin Weijie scoffed at them from the very beginning.

Astronomy is even more ridiculous. My research on astronomical theory in the ancient period of Great China is enough to put these ghosts in the second place. Let's learn about China's weekly star map.

Compared with Qin Weijie's selective learning, Tom belongs to the all-round learning master player.

Tom didn't fail any of the eight compulsory courses, as long as it was related to magic, he studied everything.

Some time ago, Qin Weijie heard that in order to better understand the medicinal properties of potions and herbs, Tom had successfully memorized two books on herbalism and potions in the first grade.

This kind of academic master will ask you if you are afraid! It's fine if you're handsome, and it's fine if you study well, and it's fine if you study well, and Nima works harder than you. This is clearly the rhythm of not giving others a chance to survive!

But Tom's efforts paid off, at least Professor Slughorn liked him very much.

Throughout the afternoon's class, Professor Slughorn was not stingy with compliments to Tom.

He called Tom the most gifted student he had ever taught, and Tom had already added 15 points to Slytherin in two classes.

Take a look, take a look, this is a qualified dean! Thinking about the dean of his own family, he didn't add a point, and directly deducted 18 points from Qin Weijie.

Look at yourself and Tom, the sharp contrast! One is a point-adding machine, and the other is a point-deducting monster~

The Potions class ended at 5:30 p.m., and the students rushed out. Qin Weijie wanted to go with Tom and find an opportunity to teach Tom the "Wind Spell Curse", but Tom said that he would ask Professor Slughorn for some advice. question.

Qin Weijie had no choice but to leave first, because he still had confinement waiting for him at night.

After bidding farewell to Tom and Professor Slughorn, Qin Weijie walked towards the auditorium behind the crowd.

Ergou wagged his tail and followed behind Qin Weijie, constantly urging the promise of three steaks.

When he came to the auditorium, Qin Weijie sat down on the table and a sumptuous dinner appeared in front of him.

Qin Weijie was not surprised, and nodded in satisfaction after scanning around.

Then he whispered to the long table: "Thank you, can you give me three more steaks?"

Not long after, three steaks appeared in front of Qin Weijie.

After pushing the steak to Ergou, Qin Weijie thanked the long table again: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It is our pleasure, sir."

A somewhat hoarse voice rang in Qin Weijie's ear.

Qin Weijie didn't care, and continued to enjoy his dinner.

Qin Weijie already learned from Mrs. Carter that the underground of the Hogwarts auditorium is the kitchen, and hundreds of house elves are busy in the kitchen. All the food arrangement and cleaning are actually in charge of these house elves, not by the house elves. What everyone thinks appears out of thin air, out of thin air.

Mrs. Carter once told Qin Weijie that if you have any requests, you can speak directly to the long table, and the house elves can hear them and will be happy to serve the students.

Halfway through dinner, someone patted Qin Weijie on the shoulder.

When Qin Weijie turned his head, he saw a slightly fat boy.

Qin Weijie looked at him and felt a little familiar, but he was sure that he didn't know him.

"What's wrong?" Qin Weijie asked

"Professor Leicester asked me to tell you, go to the administrator's office on the first floor at seven o'clock tonight, and the administrator, Mr. Blue, will take you to the dungeon for punishment."

As the boy said, his face was not very good, especially when he mentioned Professor Lester, he shivered obviously.

"Okay, I see, thank you~"

"No...it's nothing, I wish you good luck, it's really unwise to offend Professor Lester, I have a deep understanding of this..."

Speaking of the boy leaving, Qin Weijie glanced at the boy's right hand, his muscles trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing this scene, Qin Weijie instantly knew who the boy was.

The unlucky Karl who was punished by Professor Lester for copying books all day and peeing his pants in the morning.

Qin Weijie was also shuddering at this time, this was different from the movies he watched in his previous life, didn't he say that he would not punish him physically!

Harris, Alfonso, Mike, David, you four explain it to me!

...

At half past six in the evening, Qin Weijie was too lazy to go back to the Ravenclaw lounge to put his books.

So he tied the Potions books to Ergou and arranged for him to go to Tom. Tonight, Ergou could only sleep in the Slytherin lounge.

After sending Ergou away, Qin Weijie walked towards the administrator's office cursing.

"Hey, tomorrow is Saturday, it seems that I can't sleep late~"

At seven o'clock, Qin Weijie came to the administrator's office on the first floor on time.

An old alcoholic who smelled of alcohol opened the door, and then led Qin Weijie to the dungeon without asking any questions, still drunk all the way. This is the administrator Mr. Blue that Karl said.

"Hi~" When he came to the door of the dungeon, Mr. Blue opened his mouth to speak, but he hiccupped first. The strong smell of alcohol made Qin Weijie take a step back unconsciously.

Is this drinking, or soaking it directly in a wine tank! ?

"Go in, there are many rooms inside, you can find a room to sleep in, I will open the door at seven o'clock tomorrow morning... If I remember... Jie Jie... Hiccup! Cough cough..."

It was another wine hiccup.

Qin Weijie hurriedly rushed into the dungeon holding his nose.

Bang!

The door of the dungeon was closed with a loud bang, and endless darkness invaded.

For a moment Qin Weijie couldn't see anything clearly.

"Fluorescent flickering!"

Using the light of the magic wand to dispel the darkness of the dungeon, Qin Weijie was finally able to see clearly.

At this time, he was standing on a long staircase extending downwards. The width of the staircase was less than 1.5 meters, and there were hard stone walls on both sides, which looked extremely depressing.

After walking down for a long time, Qin Weijie estimated that he had descended to a depth of at least ten meters, probably under the basement and kitchen, and the stairs did not come to the end until now.

The dungeon, as the name suggests, was a place used in ancient Europe to hold prisoners or punish servants and slaves who made mistakes.

There are dungeons in most noble castles, but with the end of the Dark Middle Ages, these remaining dungeons were gradually abandoned, some were converted into wine cellars, and some were piled up with debris.

The dungeon at Hogwarts should have been demolished as well, there are no longer the horrific instruments of torture and the iron bars that held the prisoners.

Qin Weijie walked around the dungeon, most of the places were piled up with dilapidated furniture and sundries, it was obvious that the Hogwarts dungeon had basically been converted into a warehouse for stacking sundries.

After Qin Weijie's observation, there should be several floors of the Hogwarts dungeon. Qin Weijie was on the first floor, and there was another door below, but it was locked.

Under the trend of curiosity, Qin Weijie tried to open the door with the lock-unlocking spell, but it was obvious that the door was cursed, and the lock-unlocking spell could not be opened, so Qin Weijie had no choice but to give up.