The Wizard of Hogwarts is Unscientific.

Chapter 42 I lost patience with this friendship

Abandoned classroom.

Andy decided to put those irrelevant questions aside for the time being.

Instead of wasting time thinking about those random things, it's better to focus on improving your magic skills.

Even if modern magic has gone astray, it's not something Andy, a young wizard who has just come into contact with magic, can study.

……

Time passed by, and in the blink of an eye, Andy had been living at Hogwarts for half a month.

Attending classes, reading books, and practicing magic.

This is Andy's daily routine.

Others might find this kind of life too boring, but Andy enjoys it and even relishes it.

If you have a little witch with you during this process, and you can tease her to relieve boredom when you have nothing to do, that would be even more interesting.

This kind of life is both leisurely and fulfilling.

Andy was so happy he almost forgot about home.

However, human joys and sorrows are often not shared.

Andy's life is very comfortable, but some people's lives may not be so easy.

For example…our Professor Quirrell.

Quirrell has been in a panic these past few days; it seems he messed up the task assigned to him by the Dark Lord!

Pretending to be frightened by a vampire and stammering through class was Quirrell's brilliant idea.

He was possessed by Voldemort, and his body smelled terrible. He could only mask the stench with the smell of garlic.

In addition, he also had to wear a headscarf.

There always needs to be a reason to explain these things.

Quirrell had a good plan. Although Hogwarts was a prestigious school with a thousand-year history, it had more mediocre professors than anyone else.

Think of Professor Binns, think of Professor Trelawney, and then think of Professor Hodge…

Which one of them isn't worse than me, Quirrell?

Why did you choose me?

Quirrell felt that the reason things went wrong was not because his plan was flawed, but because this year's young wizards were too amazing!

Especially that guy named Draco Malfoy, according to the Dark Lord, his father was a Death Eater.

traitor!

Two days ago, Dumbledore had already spoken with Quirrell.

According to Dumbledore, he is still dealing with the school's board of trustees. He still thinks highly of Quirrell and tells him to rest well for a couple of days and adjust his mindset as soon as possible.

This made Quirrell feel somewhat relieved; Dumbledore was still reliable after all!

Quirrell hopes Dumbledore can resolve this matter as soon as possible, as the Dark Lord is still asleep—Voldemort expended a great deal of power in his escape from Gringotts.

But once the Dark Lord woke up, he found that Quirrell had been fired from Hogwarts, and Quirrell couldn't even imagine what would happen to him.

Is it the Cruciatus Curse? Or the Killing Curse?

In the office, Quirrell paced back and forth.

He must come up with a solution as soon as possible, otherwise the Dark Lord will definitely not let him go when he wakes up.

"Shall we steal the magic stone now?"

"No!"

Quirrell hasn't figured out a way to get through this yet; he can't even handle the three-headed dog guarding the gate.

"Dumbledore, Dumbledore... I'm counting on you now!"

"But...but...what if Dumbledore can't handle the pressure? What should I do then?"

"Or... how about... just attend classes normally next week and say I've recovered?"

"No! That would arouse Dumbledore's suspicion."

Quirrell gritted his teeth, seething with hatred. "Damn Malfoy, don't give me a chance. When the Dark Lord is resurrected, I'll make you pay!"

"I need to calm down!"

Quirrell felt he had to prepare for the worst: what if he was fired from Hogwarts? How would he steal the Philosopher's Stone then?

"As long as I can think of a way, the Dark Lord won't blame me for not doing things properly!"

"Perhaps I can find an inside man."

……

"Malfoy is really feeling pretty good lately!"

In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, Ron ate a sausage while complaining, "It's unbelievable that guy could do something so big!"

Harry and Ron were already aware that Malfoy had called on all the students to drive Quirrell away.

This might be a good thing for many people, but Harry and Ron felt very unhappy.

Because of Malfoy, they lost 100 points.

"Harry, you're not just going to let this go, are you?" Ron asked, unwilling to give up.

"But what can we do?" Harry couldn't think of any good ideas. "Shove Malfoy down the toilet?"

"When are you planning to make your move?" Ron asked excitedly.

Harry was speechless; he had just said it casually.

Is it really possible to shove Malfoy into the toilet?

Putting aside the fact that they don't know much magic, Harry didn't want to deduct any more points from Gryffindor.

Ron was also somewhat discouraged; he had clearly realized that this method was unreliable.

"Perhaps we can lure Malfoy out," Ron suggested.

Harry looked speechless. "We've been planning this for a whole week to figure out a way to lure Malfoy out."

"We can ask George and Fred, or maybe Andy; they're both very smart," Ron suggested again.

Harry hesitated, "Isn't this a bad idea?"

"But we've run out of ideas!" Ron shrugged.

Harry: "..."

"Fine!" Harry finally had no choice but to agree, though he was also very reluctant to just let it go like that.

However, things did not go smoothly.

George and Fred wanted to avenge their brother, but they wouldn't bully a first-year student.

As for offering advice, that was just a prank, and obviously it wouldn't satisfy Harry and Ron.

They not only wanted to see Malfoy suffer, but also wanted to see Malfoy deduct 100 points from Slytherin.

So Harry and Ron found Andy.

"Andy, we have something we want to talk to you about."

On their way from the library to the Great Hall, Harry and Ron stopped Andy and Hermione.

"Hermione, you go to the Great Hall first!" Andy said to Hermione.

Hermione glanced at the three of them; she had a feeling that Harry and Ron looking for Andy was up to no good.

However, she didn't want to eavesdrop on other people's secrets.

With a snort, Hermione turned and left.

"What is it?" Andy asked.

"this…"

Harry was a little embarrassed, but Ron didn't hold back. He asked directly, "Andy, can you help us come up with an idea to get revenge on Malfoy?"

Andy: "..."

"What have you guys been doing this week?" Andy asked curiously.

So all this time has passed and you two still haven't gotten your revenge?

"We...we're trying to figure something out." Ron's face was flushed.

OK!

"Just wait until Malfoy is alone, put a sack over his head, and beat him up," Andy said casually.

Ron looked indignant. "We hope Slytherin will also lose a hundred points."

"Then there's nothing I can do."

Andy shrugged, then ignored the two and walked straight toward the auditorium.

Considering we've known each other for several years, helping him come up with a plan to put a sack over his head is already doing him a favor.

Andy has lost patience with this so-called friendship.

So stupid!

Next week will be the first test release, please give it your support!

I've heard that following along with the story is quite important, so I'd love for all the experts to come and give me some pointers!

(End of this chapter)