Chapter 97: The Husband-Killing Devil Zabini

In addition to being able to train a completely free pharmacist by letting Hermione brew potions, the most intuitive benefit is...her Christmas review plan that was accurate to the second was ruined.

Hermione put most of her energy into studying the Potions Notes and neglected to review her homework.

To be honest, it doesn't make much sense to waste a lot of time and energy reviewing subjects you have already mastered, just to try to improve your final grade by a few points.

After all... even if she lost a few points, Hermione was still number one.

Instead of doing useless work, it is better to use your time wisely and learn more useful knowledge.

Hermione used to be a bit obsessive and walked on bow legs. Rolf needed to be guided correctly and straightened out for her.

Leave the magical beasts to Shirley, leave the potion to Hermione...Rolf also puts all his energy into alchemy.

In this leisurely atmosphere, the entire Christmas vacation slowly came to an end. Students once again took the 9? Express train back to school, and the deserted castle became noisy again.

On the opening night of school, Hogwarts welcomed a sumptuous dinner:

Roasted pumpkin with cherry foie gras, caviar with crispy celery, Scottish pickled cucumbers mixed with white lentils, julienned pumpkin with a refreshing flavor and plain white lamb leg...

Especially the lamb leg, cut into thick slices and dipped in sauce, it is soft, glutinous and plump, full of flavor and has no unpleasant smell!

Other schools are famous for their teaching quality, but Hogwarts is famous for its delicious food... It's so magical.

Sitting at the Hufflepuff dining table, Rolf ate a lot of lamb leg, and finally served himself a bowl of seaweed, natto, and yam salad. He asked softly:

"So, did you two go to London?"

In the duel club last semester, Lockhart suffered a comminuted fracture. Snape gave him a potion to take, causing him to be poisoned and sent to St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

That potion was brewed by Neville and Hannah. The two of them also discussed visiting Lockhart during Christmas with a box of fruit.

"I went, and I listened to your words and watched Muggle movies." Neville did not laugh out loud. Instead, he lowered his head and said in a low tone:

"But Hannah didn't seem to enjoy the movie very much and she fell asleep in the middle."

"Asleep?" Luofu frowned and asked in confusion: What movie did you watch? "

"The amazing world of plants!"

Luo Fe couldn't take a breath and almost spit out the tea in his mouth. He patted his chest and coughed a few times before he regained his composure.

There are so many good movies this year, including The 400 Years of Mystery and Smell the Scent of a Woman. You have to watch the plant documentary, right?

"There are many interesting plants in it. I didn't expect Muggles to have such a deep understanding of plants."

Neville was full of praise and felt that it was quite rewarding. He also took notes in the cinema... This made Rolf couldn't help but sigh.

Next to him, MacMillan was busy copying his homework. He looked up and said strangely:

"Why is Professor Lockhart back? I thought he would stay at St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry and not dare to come back."

Yes, Lockhart did come back and attended today's dinner, which surprised many people...such as Snape.

Everyone thought that Lockhart had an excuse not to come and stayed in the hospital...Have you forgotten what happened to Quirrell last year?

"I would rather cry in Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts class than laugh in Lockhart's 'acting class'."

Susan said something quite philosophical.

"Hey, that's not what you said on the express train during the day." Hannah from the Plastic Sisters immediately said:

"You said Professor Snape assigned too many homeworks and ugly people often caused mischief..."

"You're going to die for talking nonsense!" Susan was furious. She quickly picked up the chicken legs and stuffed them into Hannah's mouth.

She didn't dare to say this nonsense. If Professor Snape heard it, she might really cry in class.

"What is that?" Justin suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the guest of honor seat.

Following his gaze, everyone saw a creature with two big bat-like ears coming out from behind Professor Lockhart.

"House elves, they are slaves of wizards. They are responsible for all household chores and are bound by their masters. They cannot disobey their master's orders casually." MacMillan added:

"I have one at home too!"

What MacMillan is most proud of is that his family has been traced back nine generations, and they are all pure blood, without a trace of aliasing.

Of course they also have slaves like house elves that symbolize status!

"Do you obey the wizard's orders completely? Then you can let them do their homework!" Justin asked hurriedly.

"..."

When these words came out, McMillan was silent for a moment. Why didn't he think of this?

Justin seemed to have discovered a new world, and he said excitedly: "Where can I buy a house elf? I want to buy one too."

Although he was born as a Muggle, he almost went to Yinton College before entering the school, and his family was actually wealthier than most pure-blood families.

"No, no!" MacMillan shook his finger and emphasized: "Justin, you can't buy house elves."

"A house elf has to serve its master for generations and generations. Of course, pure-blood families will occasionally give it away as gifts, but we don't need to buy it at all."

"That's it." Justin looked disappointed.

"Actually, you can still buy it if you want." Luo Fu said softly.

"There is a department in the Ministry of Magic called the House Elf Resettlement Office, which takes care of stray elves without owners.

Like some house elves who made mistakes and were driven away by wizards, they would go there. "

Luofu lowered his voice and said: "If you want to buy a house elf, contact the resettlement office... but the price is very high."

This kind of abandoned house-elves are looked down upon by wealthy wizarding families, and those who are interested in them cannot afford to buy them... In the end, except for those who die, most of them come to the Hogwarts kitchen to find another job.

Justin is actually a very good person. If his family is willing to adopt a house elf, it can be regarded as finding a home for those homeless guys.

But it's also difficult... Justin's parents are both Muggles, and they probably weren't qualified until Justin came of age.

"What is Lockhart doing?" Neville said suddenly.

Everyone looked at the guest of honor seat and saw Lockhart with a wary look on his face, letting the house elf taste the wine and food in his glass first.

The object of Lockhart's vigilance was obviously Professor Snape. He was afraid of being poisoned again, so he asked a house elf to test the poison for him.

"Wait a minute..." MacMillan frowned and said, "That house elf looks very familiar. It seems to be named Sasia."

"How do you know?" Justin raised his eyebrows.

"My father and I went to Blaise Chabini's house over the Christmas holidays and we met this house elf," McMillan explained.

Blaise Shabini is a student of Slytherin College, in the same class as Rolf and the others. He is a dark-skinned boy with tall cheekbones.

"Why did you go to his house?"

"Attend the funeral." McMillan shrugged: "Shabini's father passed away on Christmas. My father and his father were friends."

"That's really a pity." Justin said in a scene.

"There is nothing to regret." Luofu chuckled: "This is Shabini's sixth father to die."

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(Thanks to "Ji Ai Wa Lang Shui" and QQ reader book friend "" for their tips.

"God's Coming"

Chapter 2 later. )