The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Professor McGonagall suddenly stood up.

"No, Professor Lockhart, Filius, I have to leave. I have to go on patrol tonight."

Flitwick looked at the situation where he was about to win, and said quickly: "It's just a while, let's finish this fight..."

"The duty lies." Professor McGonagall said sternly, as if if she didn't go on night watch in a few minutes, Hogwarts Castle would be mortgaged and sold to Gringotts.

"Give the children some trust," Flitwick said, still trying to struggle, but there was a sudden knock on the office door, and Filch stuck his head in.

"Professor Lockhart, have you seen Professor McGonagall? Fred and George of Gryffindor House are again - ah, Professor McGonagall, you are here."

"What did they do again?" Professor McGonagall stood up from her stool and left Lockhart's office in a hurry, leaving Professor Flitwick no chance to react.

Professor Flitwick turned his attention to Tom, but Tom devoted himself wholeheartedly to the carving of runes, completely turning a deaf ear to the outside world and focusing only on carving the runes.

I am an alchemist with strong alchemy skills.

I want to make that little puppet more fluid.

The carving was carried out, the carving knife was flying and busy.

Oops, I lost a bunch of hair on my little head.

This is a portrait of Tom.

Why are you so focused? It's not because Professor Flitwick is so powerful! Just now, Tom took a brief look at the situation between the two of them. Professor McGonagall was beaten by Professor Flitwick and was unable to fight back!

Professor Flitwick's micro-manipulation is really too delicate, especially his application to the Bishop, which can be said to be superb. Tom felt that he could be evenly matched with Professor Flitwick if he didn't use the Bishop.

It’s better to concentrate on carving!

Professor Flitwick was a little disappointed when he didn't find a game opponent. After a while, he also left Professor Lockhart's office.

Tom said that he was going bald. It was just a joke, but some people are really going bald. At this time, in the Ravenclaw first-year girls' dormitory, a little girl was complaining: "Victorique, you have lost too much hair! Your hair is everywhere in the dormitory! Victoria, you Did you hear that?"

"She seems to have fallen asleep again..." A girl stretched out her head to take a look at her, and found that Victoria had fallen asleep again.

She fiddled with her hair a little, "I heard that Professor Lockhart bought a shampoo that can restore the luster to the hair. I will buy a bottle for Victoria to use some other time."

"Is it the Bird Snake Egg Yolk Shampoo? I've heard of it!" The other little witches immediately started a heated discussion about this early invention of Professor Lockhart. Unfortunately, very few of this shampoo exist, and it was very expensive when it was first sold. Now that Professor Lockhart has become famous, it has become a collectible with great potential for appreciation, and its price is no longer affordable for a few first-year witches.

By the way, there is no discount on the effectiveness of this shampoo at least. It can really "lock in shine". Its only drawback is that it is too expensive. But is the expensiveness of something really a shortcoming of the thing? Maybe, maybe, probably... is it your shortcoming?

The price of the existing Lockhart shampoo has increased several times, and it is highly sought after by some middle-aged witches. They even sent letters to Lockhart, indicating that they wanted to buy some of this shampoo at a higher price, but Tom looked at the little bird snake Traviso beside him and flatly rejected these requests. Even if he could prepare this shampoo, he wouldn't make it - he still needs to collect feathers from birds and snakes!

"Her problem may not be solved by shampoo." A calm voice came from the corner of the dormitory. Several little witches unconsciously held their foreheads with their hands.

The speaker was none other than Luna Lovegood, whom they called the crazy girl. She had also finished washing, put on a light yellow pajamas, and removed her pile of strange decorations. So Luna looks much normal now. Or it cannot be said to be normal, but more in line with public aesthetics.

But her dazed, dreamy tone remained unchanged.

"So what problem do you think Victoria has encountered?" A little witch rolled her eyes and said. Her name is Isa Blanche. She was the one who just mentioned Lockhart shampoo. She is also the same as Victoria. The little witch with the best connections.

"Maybe he was caught by a harassing fly," Luna said sympathetically.

"What?"

"The harassing fly is an invisible magical animal that will float into your ears and mess up your brain." She said, "It seems that one flew into the dormitory some time ago and has been lingering around here."

Isa Blanche found it ridiculous, "So do they have any natural enemies? For example, the bent-horned snorkel you mentioned before..." she said in a very sarcastic tone.

But Luna explained to her very seriously what a scimitar-horned snorkel was, its habits and distribution areas, to prove that the harassing fly was not on its diet.

Across from Victoria's bed was Peggy's bed. At this time, Peggy was already half-lying on the bed, closing the curtains. She leaned against a cushion behind her and held a book in her hands. She kept smiling and listening to the conversations of her roommates. When they talked about harassing flies, a look of surprise flashed across Peggy's face.

However, the following content soon made her lose interest in listening, and she continued to lower her head and read the book.

Knowledge can change destiny.

In the far east, there is a historical allusion called Zheng Burke and Duan Yuyan. The general meaning is that you saw a person commit a small death but did not stop him, silently waiting for that person to commit a big death.

Peggy may not know this allusion, but that doesn't stop her from learning the essence of it without a teacher.

She knew that Professor Lockhart was looking for an enemy who had sneaked into the castle, that is, the "Heir of the Chamber of Secrets." At this time, she discovered that Victoria seemed to have maintained close contact with the heir.

An ordinary little girl would definitely report Victorique and have her scolded by the teacher. But Peggy was different.

Sue the teacher? Isn't this helping her? Peggy felt that she would never do such a stupid thing. Through observation, she discovered that this diary was by no means a good thing, and the symptoms that Victoria had experienced were inseparable from that diary.

Peggy was also very wary of this diary, but she discovered during communication that the diary could bring her more knowledge! Knowledge that teachers are unwilling to teach in those classes. For example, Avada Kedavra can kill spiders without leaving any scars. Of course, the killing curse is not what Peggy is most interested in. She is more obsessed with the topics of immortality and resurrection - these are also things that other professors rarely want to talk about.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, choosing to go to the tiger mountains is a reflection of Peggy's heart.