Chapter 58 Ginny, Have You Ever Seen a Diary?

When they arrived at the spell classroom, Neville, who had been having a stomachache all the way, finally stopped feeling pain.

Neville looked stupid most of the time, but sometimes he was very smart.

When he sat on the chair, Rolf patted his shoulder with understanding.

Good brother, if Hannah asks you who to save first if she and Mrs. Longbottom both fall into the Black Lake at the same time... I will definitely help you out!

At this time, the classroom was noisy, and everyone was surrounding Ron, listening to him telling the story of "that night" that he hadn't heard for two minutes.

Lavender Brown was already a loyal fan of Ron, and was extremely enthusiastic about him, and asked a few questions.

"It doesn't matter, I carry a wand every day now." Ron smiled to Lavender Brown: "As long as I want, I can catch that monster at any time if I meet it again..."

Ron boasted a lot, but he was exposed during the class.

When Professor Flitwick was teaching spells, Ron's broken wand made a series of crisp sounds like firecrackers, then flew out of his hand and hit Professor Flitwick's forehead.

A big green bump immediately appeared between Professor Flitwick's eyebrows.

"Mr. Weasley, ten points deducted from Gryffindor!"

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The poor performance in the spells class exposed Ron's exaggerated story, and he had to return to the original version.

Everyone also regarded him as a little liar like Lockhart.

Speaking of Lockhart, Rolf did have some doubts about him.

On the night of the attack, Harry, who was in the Defense Against the Dark Arts Office, arrived at the trophy display room first, and Lockhart was slower than Snape.

Rolf also asked Harry, and his recollection was that Lockhart said he was a little hungry and went out to get a midnight snack.

No one could confirm whether this statement was true, but Lockhart did disappear for a while.

Could Tom's diary really be in Lockhart's hands?

Rolf had already decided not to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but he went there patiently.

Lockhart's class became more and more boring. After being attacked by a goblin in the first class, he decided not to bring magical creatures into the classroom for his own safety.

Lockhart began to "become Quirrell" and read the textbook to everyone. The only difference between him and Quirrell was... he didn't stutter.

Lockhart was obviously a histrionic personality. In addition to reading textbooks, he would also perform some dramatic clips, as if he was acting in a play.

It's a pity that he didn't go to make a movie.

Rolf was also pulled up to perform, playing a vampire, and then he turned the fake into real, kicking Lockhart in the stomach with a whip kick.

He lay on the ground for several minutes without getting up.

Since then, Lockhart only asked Neville to perform, because he looked a little stupid and would not be as dangerous as Rolf.

October came, and the weather suddenly became cold, and the damp chill filled the entire castle.

A cold suddenly spread among professors and students, causing Madam Pomfrey to be in a panic.

There were too many sick students and insufficient medicines, so Rolf was also temporarily requisitioned to help make potions at the school hospital.

Rolf is a doctor after all, although he is a veterinarian, he can barely be considered a half-colleague.

Adding the 20 points added by Snape, the teachers at Hogwarts have already recognized Rolf as a potion genius... Isn't it easy to make some cold medicine?

Rolf was also happy to help, he could practice with the magic materials in the school hospital, and he could also add points to Hufflepuff.

Sitting in a small room, Madam Pomfrey put the brewed materials and formulas next to the boy, and she quickly said:

"Rolf, your task is to brew a large amount of stimulants, which are in short supply."

Rolf checked the materials and asked curiously: "Where is Professor Snape?"

The potions in the school hospital are all brewed by Professor Snape and sent over, so there is generally no shortage.

"Professor Snape has been very busy recently." Madam Pomfrey explained, "It seems that he is trying to catch the magical creature that attacked the students."

"If you ask me, it must have come from the Forbidden Forest, just like the trolls on Halloween last year!" Madam Pomfrey complained:

"The school doesn't care about the safety of students at all. Okay, kid, hurry up and make it."

Rolf nodded. He sat in front of the crucible and carefully watched the steps of making the stimulant.

The stimulant is a cold medicine. People who drink this potion will have smoke coming out of their ears for several hours, and then they will recover quickly.

But the side effect is drowsiness and lack of energy.

Rolf has made cold medicine for pets, and there is no side effect of drowsiness.

Looking at the steps of the stimulant, Rolf is ready to modify it. With the experience of a veterinarian and "Snape's talent for potions", he is so willful.

When the potion was almost finished, a familiar figure suddenly appeared and she floated towards Rolf.

Rolf stirred the cauldron and raised his head to greet him, "Hello, Helena."

"Well...you go ahead, I'll talk to you later." Helena hated brewing potions the most because she didn't have the patience and always made mistakes.

But if it was Rolf, she would be willing to wait patiently for him to finish the work.

Helena, whose thoughts were far away, collected her mind and looked at Rolf carefully. The boy's appearance was no worse than Tom Riddle, and even more attractive than the somewhat feminine Tom.

As for Barrow...get as far away as you can.

Rolf, who was stared at by Helena and had goosebumps, hurriedly said:

"It's okay, I'm almost done brewing. Helena, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Didn't you ask me to help you find the house-elf of Hufflepuff last time?"

Rolf's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stood up abruptly and said, "Any news?"

"Well, a ghost knows about the house-elf, and she will come to Hogwarts to attend Nick's 500th death anniversary." Helena stroked her hair, looked at Rolf, and said softly:

"When the time comes, you will go with me to attend the death anniversary, and I will take you to see the ghost."

"Okay!" Rolf nodded gently: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Helena smiled and said: "Your business is my business."

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"Someone is coming, I'll go first." Helena suddenly walked forward, she passed through the wall and disappeared quickly.

Rolf looked up and found that two girls were coming over.

When the red-haired girl saw Rolf, she even pulled the arm of the blonde girl behind her and trotted towards him.

"Rolf, why are you here?" Ginny asked.

"Make a potion for Madam Pomfrey." Rolf extinguished the flame of the crucible and let the potion cool naturally.

"Who was that just now?" Ginny asked curiously: I looked like a woman from a distance!"

"Ms. Grey." Luna suddenly said: "Our Ravenclaw ghost, but I have never seen her talk to others."

"Wow, Rolf, you know such a cold ghost?" Ginny looked gossipy.

"I am not familiar with Madam Grey, she just passed by." Rolf changed the subject and said: "What are you two doing here?"

"I have a cold, and I went to see Madam Pomfrey." Ginny sniffed.

"Here, this is it!" Rolf scooped up the potion with a cup, handed it to the two, and smiled: "I just brewed it, and added some other ingredients."

"Can this be drunk? "Ginny looked disgusted.

Rolf raised the cup, took a sip, and smiled: "It won't kill you. I also added blueberries and mint to offset the side effects such as drowsiness."

Luna stared and took the cup from Rolf. After she finished drinking, steam came out from under her golden hair, and her whole head seemed to be on fire.

Ginny saw that the potion was fine, so she scooped a cup for herself.

"By the way, Ginny, have you seen a diary with a black cover?" Rolf suddenly asked:

"It says Tom Riddle on it. It belongs to a friend of mine. I accidentally lost it in Flourish and Blotts last time."

Ginny shook her head in confusion and said, "No."

Rolf nodded gently and said, "I know."

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