harry potter book of crimes

Chatting with classmates during dinner is a very common thing. Especially in Gryffindor House, most of the little lions are easy-going, and there is no distinction between senior and junior grades.

Alexander spoke so casually, and with some deliberate initiative in it, he quickly integrated into Harry's circle.

So, after dinner, Alexander, a new student who had just made some noise because of being punished, naturally mingled with Harry and the others. Although it was a bit far-fetched to call them friends, they were somewhat familiar with each other.

After Professor McGonagall read her usual words of encouragement, everyone got up and prepared to go to the common room. Harry, Ron and Hermione walked together as usual, and seemed to be still there.

They were discussing something, and Neville followed them habitually, playing his "little tail" role of course.

However, today's journey back to the Gryffindor common room seems to be a little different. Because it is rare that Neville is not alone behind him as his follower with a very weak presence like in the past.

But there is one more little companion.

"Excuse me...are you Mr. Longbottom?"

The one who came up to him at this time was naturally Alexander. Just after Professor McGonagall announced that dinner was over, Enns, who had been staring here not far away, found the right opportunity to wink at him. In a somewhat contradictory psychological distress

However, Alexander finally had the courage to catch up.

"Uh...ah, it's me." Neville quickly turned his head, looked at Alexander who suddenly appeared from beside him and said, "Just call me Neville...what's the matter?"

His introversion has obviously not changed much. Even when facing a junior younger than himself, he is still a little timid. Perhaps he can show his courage as a Gryffindor at critical moments.

, but under normal circumstances, I might not be able to live happily for the rest of my life.

"Oh, okay... Neville," Alexander said confusedly with a lot of confusion, "I heard from other people that your grades in herbal medicine class are very good... If I have any questions, can I go to you for help?

?”

"Well...well," Neville said hesitantly, "Of course...I mean, if I can help. But I still recommend that you read more books, herbalism...well, I think you rely more on textbooks...

…”

"Is that so?" Alexander blinked, and as he was not good at deceiving, he spoke a little dryly, "Thank you for your advice... It's just that I have just started learning, and I am not very familiar with the content in the textbook...

…You know, there are some questions that I can’t easily find.”

Fortunately, Neville was obviously more uncomfortable with this sudden chat than he was, and even found it difficult to express his words, not to mention the stiffness in his tone.

"Oh..." Neville frowned and nodded, "You're right... If you have any questions, you can ask me at any time. Well... but it's the same thing if you ask others. I... my grades are very average.

…”

"Oh, no - how could it be!" Alexander said quickly, "Everyone says that you are very good at herbal medicine, that... uh, by the way! Neville, do you know the growth environment of devil's net? I learned it yesterday

I happened to preview this, but the book didn’t explain it clearly..."

"Devil's net? Ah, the book only says 'dark and moist places', but they actually occasionally appear in drier places. They are mainly afraid of light and high temperatures. If the environment is drier, they sometimes

It can also steal water from other animals and plants..."

If you want to talk about other things, Neville may not be able to answer them, but as for questions about herbalism, this is his strong point. As soon as he talks about those interesting magical plants, his nerves relax, and the conversation box suddenly opens up.

.

Because Neville suddenly became chatty, Alexander, who could not get in a word, breathed a sigh of relief. He listened silently and followed Neville slowly down the stairs to the common room.

It wasn't until he was about to see the Fat Lady's portrait that Alexander realized that it would be too late if he didn't interrupt Neville.

"...Oh! Neville, your knowledge of herbal medicine is really rich, and I have learned a lot about it." He quickly interrupted, "Yes, thank you very much for answering this question for me...this..."

Alexander pretended to feel in his pocket, then slowly pulled out a piece of chocolate that had been prepared and stuffed it directly into Neville's hand.

"I don't think I brought anything... This chocolate tastes pretty good, just think of it as a thank you gift for helping me! Please... um, please accept it..."

It can be said that everything he did since dinner time was for this moment. Therefore, he, who was not used to fooling people, suddenly became nervous. Although he tried to pass the chocolate to Na Na casually.

Wei, he tried his best not to look at it, but in the end he couldn't help but say the obvious words "please accept it".

However, how could Neville, who was not wary of such things at all, notice this?

"Oh...chocolate? Thank you..." Neville took the chocolate and without thinking about anything, he peeled off the tin foil and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he said vaguely, "If you have any questions, I can always help you."

Come to me...Oh, I only know herbal medicine..."

Just as he was talking, Neville's eyes suddenly lit up and he twisted his mouth and said, "Oh... this chocolate tastes great. Where did you buy it? Honeydukes?"

"Uh... I'm not sure, someone else gave it to me," Alexander looked at him curiously, and after a while he tentatively asked, "Is it really delicious?"

"Of course," Neville said as if he was enjoying himself immensely, "Well... I have never tasted something so... so... oh, how should I put it? Anyway... this feeling is so cool!"

"Yeah?"

Alexander watched carefully with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to see something from Neville. Unfortunately, he didn't notice anything except that Neville's walking steps seemed to be much lighter and his face was full of energy.

What other differences are there.

"If the chocolate is indeed mixed with a magical elixir, how will its effect be manifested..." He thought to himself, and couldn't help but have some expectations.

While Alexander was still thinking secretly for a moment, the entrance to the Gryffindor common room arrived. The students in front had already given the password to open the portrait of the Fat Lady, and everyone filed in together. He saw Neville also moving forward with the crowd.

As he walked, he quickly walked a few steps and kept up with the pace.

The doorway hidden behind the Fat Lady's portrait was only that big. The students had to go in one by one, so naturally there was no hurry. But just as Alexander followed Neville to the portrait, he heard the public

There was a noise in the lounge.

"... Come and take a look at this! Fred and George sent it to me this morning, saying they had developed some new gadget... Come on, come on! Let's have some fun..."

At the dinner table, Alexander and Harry had been chatting for a while, so at this moment he immediately recognized that the voice that made the sudden noise must be Ron's voice. It was just that the tall Neville was still talking at the moment.

It was blocked in front of him so that he could not see the specific situation inside.

But at the next moment, Neville, who was walking in front of him, suddenly turned sideways and turned around in the doorway.

"Oh, Alexander...just now you mentioned the devil's net..."

Neville's words had just begun, but Alexander was horrified to find that at the moment Neville turned around, a colorful bright spot quickly passed through the gap that Neville had made, and in his eyes

It got bigger and bigger, and finally hit his head with unusual accuracy.

"Ouch——"

While Alexander was moaning in pain, accompanied by a series of "crackling" explosions, even though he closed his eyes subconsciously, there was still a large amount of colorful light shining through his eyelids, lighting up his entire field of vision.

This was a firework. An extremely brilliant and dazzling firework exploded in front of Alexander. For a moment, the doorway was filled with tiny splashes of light, which fell to the ground with a crash.

Neville was attracted by the light that passed by him just now, and suddenly turned back to the common room to find the source, but he was not affected at all.

Hearing Alexander cry out in pain, he finally reacted, and then turned around again to help Alexander, who was squatting down and covering his forehead.

"Oh, Alexander...are you...ok?"

Just as he leaned down to help Alexander, the next point of light rushed out of the doorway from behind him. After hitting the portrait on the opposite side of the corridor, another burst of fireworks exploded, scaring the man in the portrait into looking like a dog.

The old man quickly ran away with his head in his arms.

At the same time, there were chaotic noises in the common room - fireworks had completely taken over the entire Gryffindor common room.

Neville, who had just helped Alexander up, heard the chaotic shouting and yelling behind him, and couldn't help but feel a little confused on his face. He did see the fireworks blooming in the corridor, but he obviously didn't fully understand the details.

What happened?

When he turned around again and wanted to take a closer look into the common room... three light spots passed through the gap between him and the door one after another, and went around with a slight arc.

He then hit Alexander's chest, who had just been helped up, without missing a beat.

Alexander, who was still covering his forehead, couldn't react. This time he didn't even have a chance to be surprised. He was mercilessly swallowed up by the entire fireworks...