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Ah Fu immediately bowed deeply, his nose almost touching the floor.

"Yes, sir!"

In less than a minute, Ah Fu brought a silver plate with hot oatmeal porridge to the table.

Deveraux took it and stirred the porridge casually, but seemed to remember something and looked up and asked.

"By the way, Ah Fu, have there been any strange things or suspicious people in the castle recently?"

Ah Fu held the tray, his ears trembled, and his green eyes flickered as he answered.

"Recently, there is nothing special. It's just that the mice are annoying. They always bite the food, and we can't get rid of them with magic. And..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised the silver plate in his hand and smashed it hard on his head.

"Bad Ah Fu! Bad Ah Fu! You can't even solve the problem of mice!"

"Stop!"

Deveraux immediately drew out his wand and pressed against Ah Fu's tray.

"I don't care if you like to punish yourself, but finish your words first! What else?"

Ahfu's nose was bleeding and he sobbed as he answered.

"And there is... there is a professor who has always been unwilling to eat the food in the cafeteria. Even if we specially sent it to him, he refused... Ah! Bad Ahfu! He can't even make food that satisfies the professor!"

After that, he raised the tray again and wanted to hit his head again.

Devereux blocked it with his hands helplessly and frowned.

"Enough, Ahfu! I thank you for your information, but I order you not to punish yourself for these things, do you hear me?"

Ahfu bowed deeply again in an instant, and this time his nose completely poked the floor.

"Ah! You are so magnanimous, Ahfu is really..."

Before he finished speaking, tears flowed from his tennis-sized eyes.

Devereux's mouth twitched and he waved his hands quickly.

"Okay, okay, go back quickly."

Ahfu bowed to Devereux again with tears in his eyes and ran to the depths of the kitchen quickly.

Deveraux couldn't help but hold his forehead.

These house elves are really good to the students in school.

But sometimes they are too humble.

They can't even communicate with each other in the most basic way.

Deveraux drank oatmeal porridge with milk.

He thought about the information that Ah Fu had just brought him.

To be honest, it's easy to guess the teacher who didn't come to eat.

It must be the professor of their new Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

After all, he doesn't look normal.

Now Deveraux doesn't think it's a big deal to count him not eating.

As for the problem of mice, Deveraux took a sip of porridge and thought secretly.

"Next time I have time, I will study a spell specifically for these elves to deal with mice."

After drinking the last mouthful of porridge, he put down the spoon, took a long breath, patted his stomach, and got up to go back to rest.

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The next day.

After putting the troll gloves into the mouth of the reluctant Al.

Deveraux started the last class of this week.

Charms class.

Wells didn't show his loyalty to Deveraux this time.

Of course, this was also due to Deveraux's threat to carve words on his forehead.

In this class, Flitwick taught them some techniques on silent spells.

Deveraux also gained something.

After finishing the spells class in the morning.

Deveraux finally welcomed his first weekend at Hogwarts without any incidents and without staying in the hospital... probably.

Had lunch with Adrian and the Gryffindor trio.

Adrian told them that Manchester United recently won the first European championship since 1968.

But Hermione and Ron were not interested at all.

During this process, Adrian kept trying to develop Harry into a Manchester United fan.

But Harry perfunctorily brushed it off.

Obviously, Quidditch is much more interesting to him than football.

And Ron has the same attitude.

And Hermione is not interested in these sports at all.

After dinner.

Deveraux said to Adrian with a smile.

"I have a feeling that your home team will win the league championship in less than two seasons."

Adrian's eyes lit up when he heard this.

But he just took Deveraux's words as a joke.

So he said.

"Ah? Two seasons, I have a feeling that we can win the championship this season!"

Deveraux's mouth curled up slightly.

"Trust me, two seasons, I'm actually a prophet."

Adrian rolled his eyes at him.

They walked out of the cafeteria talking and laughing.

Just then.

They suddenly saw the Weasley twins running towards them.

What was even more shocking was that Fred was bleeding from his nose like a runaway faucet, and his bloodstained face looked extremely pale.

His steps were a little staggering, and he was obviously exhausted.

"Come and helpHurry! Fred is dying!"

George shouted in panic.

Deverot hurried forward.

He drew out his wand and tried to use the hemostatic spell to stabilize Fred's condition.

Unexpectedly, his spell didn't work.

Fred was still bleeding!

Deverot asked George hurriedly.

"What's going on? What did you do?"

George was almost crying.

"I...we...were working on the tool you mentioned before, which is easy to carry, fast-acting, and controllable for skipping classes. I didn't expect Fred to become like this after eating it!"

Deverot's mouth twitched.

Controllable?

Even his own healing spells were ineffective!?

"This situation must be treated with potions! Get out of the way!"

Deverot made a quick judgment.

Let everyone else back off.

Then he waved his wand.

"Stone Pillars move! "

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of horse hooves in the castle.

Tap! Ta! Ta! Ta...

Then Deveraux's pony came galloping.

Deveraux turned around and poked Fred.

He floated up.

Then the pony arrived.

Deveraux jumped on the horse.

At the same time, he pulled George onto the horse with his hand.

"Come with me and tell Madam Pomfrey what you ate!"

Then the pony rushed towards the school infirmary with its legs clamped.

The others hurried in the same direction.

They didn't notice Professor McGonagall, who was walking towards the cafeteria with a father and daughter.

McGonagall saw Deveraux riding the pony again on the school road.

She roared at him.

"Deveraux Alexander! Next semester, I must issue a school rule prohibiting riding horses on the school road!!! "

And the daughter of the father and daughter following behind her.

Watching Deverodevero riding a horse, waving his wand and running away with a bleeding man.

Showing a surprised smile.

"Dad, is Hogwarts like this?"

She asked her father.

At this time, Professor McGonagall shook her head helplessly as she watched Deverodevero running away.

Looking back at the little girl.

"Oh, dear, I promise it wasn't like this when I went to school, but Hogwarts is always full of unexpected things, and that's its charm. Come on, let's go eat first."

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