But at this moment, Snape suddenly discovered that some of them were jumping over with their legs stretched out, looking like they were playing.

"Mr. Baggins...don't do stupid things like that in my class!"

Snape said with a cold face, calling out to Ryan, who was blocked at the outside but still trying hard to squeeze in.

"Don't tell me that you can't even remove a leg-locking curse in your fifth year... If that's the case, then I suggest you go home now. It will be a good thing for both you and Hogwarts...

Then, without waiting for Ryan to answer, he waved his wand.

But the next second, Snape was stunned because Ryan's legs were still tightly stuck together.

At first Snape thought Ryan was pretending, until he went over and pulled it himself, then he found that his spell-breaking curse was ineffective.

"What the hell are you guys doing!" Snape's face became even uglier, and he stretched out his wand again.

An orange light emerged from the tip of his rod, and this time Ryan's legs were finally spread apart.

"Ten points deducted from Hufflepuff," he said coldly, "if I see you doing something stupid like this again, I'll deduct fifty points..."

"I'm sorry, professor, but I don't want this to happen." Ryan said, "This is what Professor Moody did in class to test our armor spell..."

"Alastor Moody?" Snape's expression froze for a moment, "Why didn't you say anything just now!"

"You didn't even give me a chance to speak." Ryan muttered softly, "But thank you for helping me untie it, Professor Snape, otherwise I would have to jump like this all day."

Ryan was quite happy in his heart, as Snape and Kyle had different identities... They were both professors, and he had removed the curse for himself, so Professor Moody probably couldn't say anything.

hey-hey.

Ryan stretched his sore legs, turned around and squeezed towards the storage cabinet.

Snape stood there, his face turning red and white. He and Moody had never gotten along, and now Snape had untied his spell... That neurotic old guy would probably think that he was provoking him.

Snape looked at Hushu's back, hesitating whether to lock his legs again... but he found that he didn't seem to know that special leg-locking spell.

"Damn it!" Snape cursed in his heart. He should have asked a few more questions earlier! What's more troublesome is that after Ryan's experience, the other jumping students also gathered around and looked at him with hopeful eyes.

"Everyone, go back and prepare the potion... now, immediately!" Snape roared, "Before the get out of class is over, I will randomly pick someone and ask him to drink his own palliative. If anyone makes a mistake in the steps... hehe, I promise to arrange the most comfortable bed for him in the school hospital."

Accompanied by a burst of extremely low air pressure, the students gathered here immediately dispersed, secretly complaining that Snape was biased and only lifted the curse for Ryan, ignoring others.

On the other side of the classroom, Kyle watched Snape's changing expression with his shoulders shrugging, until Connor pushed him, and then he put away his smile.

"Ahem, I just thought it was funny that Ryan couldn't get a word in just now." Kyle explained: "It has nothing to do with Professor Snape...really!"

It's unclear whether Connor believed it or not, but Kyle did. He thought his excuse was quite reasonable.

After this little episode, it’s time to prepare the potion.

As a key potion that appears many times in ordinary wizarding exams, the palliative is considered to be the most difficult and most laborious one in the fifth grade.

This includes the size of the ingredients, the amount, the order and number of times of stirring, and even the temperature of the flame when boiling. All of these have strict requirements and no mistakes can be made.

For more than an hour, there was no sound of talking in the classroom, and everyone was staring nervously at the crucible in front of them.

"Your potion should now be emitting a silvery-white vapor," said Snape with less than ten minutes left before the end of get out of class.

Then he began to walk around the classroom.

"Kert, can you tell me what this is?"

"Bodian, if I were you, I would read the third line of the operating instructions again..."

"Stir clockwise three times, not seven times..."

As he passed Kyle and Connor's table, he said nothing, just walked past and stopped in front of Mikel's crucible.

If he couldn't find any problem with Kyle and Connor's potions, then he didn't know what was wrong with Mikel's either.

Silver vapor, that was fine, but the gray-brown, melted-Quaffle-like substance in the crucible was something he had never heard of before.

But Snape was used to it. He didn't even ridicule Mikel. He just said calmly: "You... forget it, Hufflepuff will be deducted five points!"

In the last few minutes before get out of class, after Snape assigned homework, Kyle poured the potion in the crucible into the bottle and covered it with a cork.

Mikel was doing the same thing, but instead of pouring it out, he was scraping it in with a small slicing knife.

Kyle was really afraid that he would get it on his hands. After all, no one could tell what the effect of that unknown potion was.

Fortunately, Mikel was familiar with this and the potion in the crucible did not spill at all.

At this time, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

Everyone left the classroom happily, preparing for the upcoming weekend, which was also the first Hogsmeade Week for the fifth grade.

When they reached the foyer, they found they could no longer move because a large group of people had gathered around the bulletin board next to the marble staircase.

"We're just going to Hogsmeade, is there any need to be so excited?" Kanna was a little confused. "I've never seen so many people before."

"No, not Hogsmeade..."

Kyle used his height advantage to look over the heads of the people in front of him and saw the big notice on the bulletin board, and read the contents to Kanna.

【Triwizard Tournament】

Representatives from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at 6:00 pm on October 30th. The afternoon classes will end half an hour early. Please gather in front of the castle to greet our guests and then attend the welcome banquet.

"The Triwizard Tournament!" Kanna suddenly realized, "I almost forgot about this..."

"Kyle, Kanna... I just said I was going to look for you guys."

Cedric squeezed out of the crowd and said with shining eyes: "There is still one week left. I can't wait any longer. I really hope I can become a warrior..."

"That's a good idea." At this time, Fred and George appeared out of nowhere.

"But you might be disappointed..." Fred shook his finger.

George smiled and said, "I will definitely be the Warrior. You guys just wait and cheer for me in the audience!"

"No, it should be me!" Fred frowned.

"You're still a long way off..."

"Ha, you are so arrogant..."

It was magical. Kyle and Cedric hadn't said a word yet, but they started arguing, and the argument became more and more fierce, as if they were going to have a duel directly.

Everyone around looked over, as if waiting to see a good show.

Kyle turned around silently, pretending not to know them, and walked quickly towards the auditorium with Connor.

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(End of this chapter)