Chapter 207 You Can’t Beat Him, so You Come to Beat Me?

"Who is your master? Tell me quickly!" Harry grabbed Dobby's wrist and said loudly.

"Dobby can't say, sir! Stop asking, stop asking poor Dobby," Dobby blinked his eyes the size of copper bells, looked at Harry pitifully, and murmured.

"Dobby can only tell Sir that this school will become very dangerous, because Dobby saw the little wizard opening the dangerous thing with his own eyes.

Right next to Mr. Dobby originally wanted to take the dangerous thing away from him, but Dobby was just a poor, weak house elf and no match for him. "Dobby couldn't help but screamed.

So, if you can't beat him, why don't you come and beat me? Kick me out?

Harry asked loudly as he rolled his eyes and had to endure Dobby's unpleasant screams. "Then tell me who the little wizard is?"

Dobby hesitated whether to say it or not. After all, in his opinion, it was the master's plan and should not be revealed.

Concern for Harry Potter finally prevailed, and Dobby opened his mouth, ready to speak.

But the next moment, as if he sensed something, Dobby snapped his fingers and disappeared in front of Harry.

Harry stretched out his hand to grab him, but failed. At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Harry quickly lay down and pretended to sleep.

click

The door to the school hospital was opened, and Harry's eyelids opened a little. He saw Madam Pomfrey coming in. He guessed that she might have been attracted by the noise just now.

In fact, this was the case. Madam Pomfrey walked to Harry's bedside, looked at the pillows and jars that fell on the floor strangely, arranged them, and left again.

Harry opened his eyes suddenly and whispered Dobby's name, but no one responded for a long time.

The next day, early in the morning.

When Ivan entered the large exhibition hall, he saw a large number of people gathered around the scoring pool. After a quick glance, he realized that the Gryffindor scoring pool was completely empty.

But this is normal. It hasn't been long since school started, and Professor McGonagall deducted 200 points at once. Naturally, all the points were deducted, and a lot of points were lost.

This may be the first time Hogwarts has had a negative score since its establishment, right?

Ivan was thinking this, and what surprised him was that the scoring pool of Slytherin House next door was also empty, and it had obviously been deducted everything.

"Professor Snape is so willing to deduct points from Slytherin House?" Ivan said strangely. He remembered that Snape was quite defensive.

Ron, who was eating hot porridge on the side, raised his head and said gloatingly.

"Of course. I heard that Snape was so angry that he was beaten to death by us on the Quidditch pitch after he found out about those Slytherins."

It turned out that this was the case. Ivan understood immediately. Sleip probably deducted points because he was angry that Slytherin lost to Gryffindor in the melee.

George and Fred also came over at this time and said with smiles. "Anyway, you were so handsome yesterday! We all saw you rushing up and knocking off a dozen Slytherins at once. If it weren't for you, we might not have been able to win."

"It's okay, that's it." Ivan said casually.

In his opinion, he just defeated a bunch of brats, there's nothing to be happy about.

Hermione couldn't help but interject at this time.

"You should have been calmer yesterday instead of starting a fight with Slytherin on the Quidditch pitch without understanding the situation.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been deducted a full two hundred points by Professor McGonagall! Now we are definitely not going to win the Academy Cup this semester! "

Hermione looked very angry. Originally, when she and Ivan worked hard to answer questions and get extra points, Yaoyao was already ahead in Gryffindor's house points.

If nothing else goes wrong, we can safely win the Academy Cup this semester. Now that something like this has happened, it's probably out of the question.

The one who gained the most from this matter was probably Ravenclaw Academy. They suddenly surpassed Gryffindor and Slytherin, who were originally ranked first and second, and reached the top spot!

George and Fred suddenly didn't dare to speak, and all their Hogwarts house points were deducted in one go. Even they, who were usually naughty and mischievous, felt a little guilty when they mentioned this matter.

Ivan didn't care.

After all, he is in Gryffindor House,

Points mean more! Deduct whatever you want!

Dumbledore will be back by the end of the term anyway.

Ivan thought this, but soon realized that this year's big boss, Tom Riddle, was already under his control.

Harry loses a thrilling adventure, and Dumbledore can't seem to find a reason to give him points

Is it possible that we are really going to lose the Academy Cup this year?

Ivan scratched his hair and had no solution for a while.

After breakfast, Ivan packed his things and went to today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Halfway through, Ivan noticed that Harry seemed a little absent-minded, but he didn't pay too much attention, thinking that maybe Dumbledore had come to talk to him.

After class, Lockhart stood on the stage as always, acting out the stories in the book with Neville.

Today’s content is about how he subdued a vampire hiding in the crowd on Halloween.

However, the young wizards below looked at him with distrust, and some even loudly talked about Lockhart fainting on the Quidditch pitch, which immediately triggered bursts of cheerful laughter.

The classroom was filled with a happy atmosphere for a while

Lockhart tried to explain that he was just in poor condition yesterday, but unfortunately, everyone laughed more. This time, even Hermione was unwilling to defend him.

Lockhart appeared calm and composed, but secretly he was anxious.

He really couldn't stand this kind of life, so after the course, he found a reason to bring Ivan to his office.

Bang~

Lockhart locked the office door with his backhand, then turned his head and said anxiously to Ivan.

"Hals, when will the things you mentioned be ready?"

"It will take a month at the fastest, and my materials haven't been shipped yet." Ivan spread his hands helplessly and said.

"But I can't wait another month!" Lockhart paced around the office anxiously, almost making Ivan faint.

"Then add another five hundred galleons. I'll think of a way and try to complete it within two weeks!" Ivan hesitated and said.

"Okay, five hundred galleons, two weeks!" Lockhart nodded without hesitation.

Seeing Lockhart agreeing so readily, Ivan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. It seemed that he still underestimated Lockhart's financial resources. If he had known better, he should have added more.