The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 186 Qi Luo's Little Thoughts

After breakfast, Ada, Fred and George went to class. The first class in the morning was Charms taught by Professor Flitwick.

Professor Flitwick is one of the kinder teachers at Hogwarts. He doesn't often emphasize classroom discipline, nor does he care about students sleeping in class (if you can sleep). As long as you don't disturb his normal teaching, Professor Flitwick will turn a blind eye to you.

If all the students looked absent-minded, Professor Flitwick would not continue teaching. Instead, he would have everyone play some magic games or tell some interesting stories to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm, and then start teaching again.

The content of this spell class is the Happy Spell, a spell that can improve the mood of creatures and a spell that can make people feel happy. Professor Flitwick first explained the spell and the key points of the Happy Spell, and then broke down the wand waving method. Under his guidance, the students began to wave their wands and recite the spell.

Ada's class performance is always good, but today she is not as good as before, as if she fell from the sky back to the earth. The fatigue from not sleeping all night kept rising, and Ada just wanted to deal with it. When everyone was free to practice, she lay on the table and took a nap.

Compared to Transfiguration, Charms is much simpler and not as rigorous. Professor Flitwick is famous for his good temper, so it doesn't matter if you are absent-minded, distracted, or take a nap in his class.

Professor Flitwick corrected the students' mistakes one by one. He also noticed Ada's inactivity, but he did not ask. In his opinion, everyone has times when they are lazy, and it is not a bad thing for Ada to slack off occasionally, as long as she doesn't do it all the time.

When the students began to practice freely, the whole classroom was filled with the sound of waving wands and chanting spells, and the classroom became a sea of ​​joy. However, Ada and the twins did not swim in this sea of ​​joy. The three of them lay on the table in unison and fell asleep soon. Fortunately, none of them snored, otherwise it would be too disrespectful to Professor Flitwick.

The three of them slept until the end of the get out of class. If Angelina and Lee Jordan hadn't woken them up, they would have continued to sleep. Rubbing her numb arms, Ada stood up. Sleeping for such a while made her even more sleepy. She, Fred, and George wandered all the way to the auditorium, and then wandered all the way to the classroom after lunch. Defense Against the Dark Arts was a class more suitable for sleeping. Anyway, Quirrell couldn't say anything, so it was better to catch up on some sleep.

Angelina and Alia looked at the sleepy Ada. They knew that Ada must have left the dormitory after they fell asleep last night, and stayed outside for a long time, otherwise she would not be so sleepy. After living in the same dormitory for three years, they were used to not seeing Ada when they occasionally got up at night. At the beginning, they would ask Ada what she did last night, but later they didn't even ask. If she could tell, Ada would share it during the chat. If she couldn't tell, then asking was a waste of effort.

The twins had already fallen down, but Ada hadn't. She was fiddling with her gold-rimmed glasses. Ada had had these glasses for two years, but she never knew what they were for. She only thought of them when she wanted to cover up her dark circles. Whenever she put on these glasses, Ada looked less heroic, and even her eyes looked soft, like a weak and gentle girl.

When the class was about to start, Quirrell appeared at the classroom door. He looked inside the classroom cautiously and saw that no one was paying attention to him. Then he walked into the classroom and stood in front of the podium.

Quirrell's behavior caused the students to laugh, and Quirrell also laughed, but the smile was awkward and forced. Compared with the beginning of the school year, Quirrell was much thinner and paler, and he looked like he had suffered a lot. This sick appearance made him look even more pitiful, but all this was his own fault, and he could not blame others.

The bell rang, and Quirrell began his more awkward teaching. He was uncomfortable teaching, and the students were also uncomfortable listening to him. They tortured each other. Ada took off her glasses and lay on the table again. Even though the class started to get a little noisy, she still fell asleep quickly. Quirrell pretended to stop the students from making noise and maintain classroom discipline, but no one would listen to him. He never got the respect of the students. No matter how noisy the students were, he continued to teach, but his eyes drifted to Ada who was sleeping.

On Halloween, Quirrell released the troll into the school to cause chaos and give himself a chance to approach the corridor on the right hand side of the fourth floor. Unfortunately, just when he was about to go in, Snape came and disrupted his good deeds. Quirrell hid aside and did not let Snape find him. Just when he thought the three-headed dog would bite Snape to death, Ada and the twins also came. They not only saved Snape, but also did not doubt Snape at all.

All of this fell into Quirrell's eyes. He hated Snape for ruining his good deeds, and he also hated Ada for trusting Snape. From then on, he knew that Snape's existence would affect his plan, and he needed to find a way to hold Snape back, and it would be best if he could destroy Snape, so that his plan could continue.

In class, Quirrell looked at Ada lying on the table. He didn't expect that besides Snape, this famous girl in front of him would also be a stumbling block on his road to success. Every time he saw her eyes, Quirrell felt as if she saw through him. The mockery in her eyes was as if she regarded him as a clown! When the day came when the plan succeeded, Quirrell would make this girl pay for her stupidity!
Ada, who was dreaming, never expected that the blame would be put on her head, and this blame came from the big boss of this school year. If Ada knew, she would definitely cry out for injustice. She could swear to Merlin: the look in her eyes when she looked at Quirrell was definitely not mocking, but he was guilty, and she just thought Quirrell was a fool.

Quirrell's self-proclaimed tricks could only fool the inexperienced Harry, Ron, and Hermione. If they had thought more and asked more questions, they would not have been fooled. Except for those who didn't care about the matter, everyone in the school thought that Quirrell had a problem. Those who knew the inside story were paying attention to Quirrell's performance, hoping that his performance could be more exciting. Only Quirrell himself was still complacent about his superb acting skills and perfect plan.

Time is always full of mist, just like Ada felt that she only closed her eyes for two minutes, but when she opened her eyes, the entire Defense Against the Dark Arts class was over. Everyone was packing up their things and leaving the classroom with their friends. Quirrell stood on the podium and watched each student leave awkwardly. No one greeted him. Only the first-year students Harry, Ron and Hermione treated him well and gave him a supportive and encouraging smile.

After packing up her things, Ada was ready to leave, but she felt the malicious look in Quirrell's eyes. Ada stopped and asked Quirrell, "What's the matter?"

It was a very impolite question without any honorifics. When Ada hated Snape the most, she would always respectfully call him Professor Snape, because Snape's ability was worthy of her respect. But Quirrell did not show any respectability. The last thing he should do was to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. This misleading behavior made Ada hate him more than the bad things he did.

"Nothing...nothing," Quirrell stammered. "Nothing...nothing at all."

"If everything is fine, I'll leave." Ada glanced at Quirrell before leaving. She knew she was right, but Quirrell just couldn't admit it. The look in his eyes when he looked at the student was full of malice, which was inconsistent with Quirrell's harmless personality. A broken personality would bring down the whole house.

Quirrell watched Ada leave with a smile. He felt a little strange because the way Ada looked at him was a little different from before. It was not as sharp, but much softer.

All I can say is that Quirrell was overthinking it. If Ada had really hurt Filch last night, then today he would have known how powerful this stumbling girl was.

(End of this chapter)