Chapter 307

"What?!"

Harry clenched his wand almost subconsciously. Countless spell names flashed through his mind in an instant, and he almost blurted out even an enhanced blasting spell.

But just as he was about to cast the spell, Ron suddenly interrupted his movements with a strange scream.

"Al? Why are you here?!"

Harry was stunned and paused slightly.

Only then did he realize that there was indeed a small, cold and slippery thing entwined on his neck, constantly crawling along his skin, bringing waves of numbing coolness to his scalp.

"Al? Is it Devereaux's toad?"

Harry gritted his teeth and tried to restrain himself from waving his wand to get the uninvited guest off his body.

His voice was a little tight from trying to hold back.

"Ron, are you sure this is it?"

Ron nodded, but was obviously a little shocked.

He stared at the slightly undulating little shadow above Harry's head, with a complicated expression that seemed both curious and incredulous.

"Yes, that's it! But Al is usually in the Slytherin common room. How could it come to us?"

He scratched his head as he spoke.

"And, how did it get past the Fat Lady's portrait?!"

Harry's face scrunched up as he felt the cold touch on top of his head.

He spoke with difficulty while trying to stay calm.

"The point is not what it is, the point is - get it off my head!"

After hearing this, Ron quickly came over, looking a little flustered.

He muttered under his breath.

"Oh my God, Al, what the hell are you doing?"

At the same time, the surrounding Gryffindor students had begun to watch, whispering, and some even laughed.

"Go to the bathroom!"

Ron suggested in a low voice, pulling Harry and quickly escaping from the lounge.

Along the way, Harry could feel Al's claws crawling in his hair, and occasionally made a low "croak" sound or two, which made him upset.

Arriving in the bathroom, Ron tried to pull Al out of Harry's hair with his hands.

But this smooth little guy seemed determined to live and die with Harry's hair. It grabbed his hair tightly and remained motionless no matter how much Ron pulled it.

"How did it get so strong?"

Ron asked breathlessly while tugging hard.

"Don't ask me!"

Harry's voice was slightly inflected with pain.

"Think of a way quickly, my scalp is going to be ripped off by it!"

Not long after, the Weasley twins also arrived after hearing the news.

Seeing this, Fred whistled.

"Hey, Harry, this is the most useful thing your hair will ever do."

George took out his wand.

"How about we use an expansion spell? See if we can pop it out."

"Stop joking!"

Harry stared at them, helplessness written all over his face.

"I'm going crazy!"

Several people tried various methods, from simple pulling to using spells to make Al release his claws, but to no avail.

Al was like a magnet firmly attached to Harry's head. Not only did he remain motionless, but he also occasionally let out a few happy "croaks", seeming to be very satisfied with the chaos.

"or……"

Fred suggested suddenly, with a hint of mischievous excitement in his voice.

"We use a cutting charm to cut off Harry's hair? Maybe it will lose its grip."

"Are you crazy!"

Harry's eyes widened, but seeing how helpless the others were, he finally sighed, gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Okay, come on, don't hurt me!"

Ron picked up his wand and carefully cast a cutting spell, and a strand of Harry's hair fell to the ground.

But just when they thought the problem was solved, Harry's hair grew back at an astonishing speed!

"This is impossible!"

Ron stared at the newly grown hair in stunned silence, while Al seemed to have been prepared, and immediately grabbed the newly grown hair, and lay firmly on Harry's head.

"How did it know this would happen!"

Harry almost collapsed.

"Can it still predict the future?"

The Weasley twins were visibly excited.

"This was so much fun! Try it again!"

In this way, Harry's hair was shaved four times in a row, and it grew back at a faster rate each time, while Al, like a well-trained rock climber, firmly occupied the top of Harry's head.

"Enough!"

Harry finally broke down and yelled, clutching his head.

"This is useless! You should think of other ways!"

Ron looked at Harry's embarrassed look and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Harry, why don't you use a stun charm or some other charm to get it off?"

Harry was stunned for a moment, with a complicated expression on his face like a trapped owl.

he muttered under his breath.

"That's Devereaux's pet...seriously, I don't want to get in trouble. If I get him hurt, he'll make me look good."

Ron raised an eyebrow.

"Devereaux is our friend, Harry, and he won't get into trouble with you over a toad."

Harry thought so too, but thinking back to the time Devereaux cast the Cruciatus Curse on the mermaid a month ago... Harry still shook his head firmly.

Several people leaned exhausted against the wall of the bathroom, breathing heavily.

Harry looked at himself through the mirror, the toad on top of his head was lying proudly on his messy hair.

He took a deep breath and said desperately.

"Really? Am I going to class next week with this toad on my head? God, I'd rather be a gamekeeper with Hagrid."

Ron tried to comfort him, although the smile on his face obviously couldn't hide his gloating.

"Don't worry, isn't this Deveraux's pet? When he comes back from the weekend activities, he will definitely be able to get it off."

"The problem is,"

Harry's tone became more desperate.

"Deveraux won't be back until Tuesday! Am I not going to class on Monday?"

Hearing this, the Weasley twins' eyes lit up at the same time, as if they had just heard a great prank idea.

Fred took out a candy that looked like it was divided into two halves, green and white, from his arms and handed it to Harry, with his usual smirk on his face.

"If you really want to skip class, Harry,"

Fred whispered mysteriously.

"Then try this. Eat the green part, and you will immediately start vomiting green vomit - such as fruit juice, green bean soup, and even a little glowing effect. The professors will definitely give you a leave of absence immediately when they see you like this."

"Then what?"

Harry frowned at the candy, obviously not interested in the description of "vomiting".

George came over, patted Fred on the shoulder, and continued.

"Then you walk out of the classroom, find a random place, and eat the white part. The vomiting will stop immediately! How about it? A tool for skipping classes! And it is an improved version based on Devereux's suggestions."

"Deverreux's suggestions?"

Harry raised his eyebrows, obviously very interested in this detail.

Fred shrugged and said innocently: "Yes, he said that skipping class candy must be convenient, have some "operability" to be interesting, and be very scary. So we added a little change - the green vomit will also emit some smoke, which looks particularly scary."

George nodded and added.

"And don't worry, Harry, today is a free trial, we will definitely not charge you."

Harry stared at the candy in his hand, his mouth twitched slightly, raised his head and looked at George and Fred, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Uh... But if I really vomit, how can I eat the remaining half?"

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