Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"Oh~ Then I'll give you delicious food." ('? ??`)

Alvin opened a can of canned cat and handed it to Hermione.

Hermione: (╬￣Van￣)

I hate you.

"Go away! You're treating me like a cat!" Hermione grabbed the can and threw it on the bedside.

This time it was a bargain for Harley. Coyotito happily ran over and started eating.

"Hmm~ Try this!" Seeing that Hermione was about to get angry, Alvin decided to skip the cat bar and directly take out his trump card!

Cat~pom~ball!

"Come on! Do you like it?"

Ivan put the catnip ball under Hermione's nose and shook it, letting Hermione smell it carefully.

His excellent dynamic vision allowed him to keenly capture the fleeting changes in Hermione's pupils just now.

(???)?

"That's enough, stop making trouble!" Hermione knocked the catnip out of Alvin's hand.

"Huh? Don't you like it? I still don't like it!"

In the end, Alvin didn't come up with anything new to tease the cat lady, so he was thrown out with a pillow by Hermione.

But it doesn't matter, he saw what he wanted anyway.

Although it was only a momentary change, it was enough.

Hey~ (￣▽￣)

After Alvin was driven away, Hermione angrily picked up the pillow by herself, while Harley was still licking the cat can.

Seeing that no one was around, Hermione picked up the catnip ball that fell on the bed, put it to the tip of her nose and smelled it.

An indescribable feeling flowed through her heart, making the little ears on her head twitch again.

Hermione snickered, sniffed the strange ball again, and picked up Erha who was licking the empty jar. Today she could have a little more fun.

……

Alvin went to the principal's office carrying a large jar of purple candies.

He took out a long list of Bee Duke candies and read them to the gargoyle one by one.

As I was thinking about coconut sorbet, the door opened.

When Alvin came in, Old Bee was sitting in front of the fireplace, with his feet on the soft stool, holding a large jar of sizzling honey candies and eating happily.

"Hey~ You old man is living a very healthy life. Isn't it your sugar-free period now?"

Alvin's malicious voice suddenly sounded, which scared the old bee and almost threw the candy in his hand into the fireplace.

"You...how did you get in? Why was there no sound at all!" Dumbledore arranged his posture in a panic, and looked at Alvin who suddenly appeared as if he had seen a ghost.

Why does this child look like a ghost! Appeared without any movement?

"It seems that now is not the time to talk about such unimportant matters. I think I should ask Professor McGonagall to come and take a look."

Alvin's expression became wild again.

"Ahem, kid! I am the principal!" Old Bee tried to make Alvin face his identity.

"I have never seen any principal as laid-back as you, but the vice-principal has a busy day and has to pay attention to the body of a severe sugar addict, and he is still disobedient at his age~"

Dumbledore: ...

"Ahem~ Okay, kid, tell me what you have to say. I promise you, never tell Minerva!" Dumbledore stopped Alvin from continuing.

"Oh~ You promised me, right?" Ivan almost had his bad intentions etched on his face.

In the end, Ivan kept the jar of purple candy, and Old Bee agreed to give him a separate dormitory so that he could keep pets.

As for the condition of not telling Professor McGonagall, the entire open space behind the Quidditch pitch, right up to the wall, was all set aside for Alvin to farm.

The old bee was left alone and messy with a jar of candy...

Dumbledore: He came here to bribe me with candy, so why did he plan to accuse Minerva of eating candy?

PS: Found a Hogwarts map!

When I look at this style of painting, I feel that this is more accurate. What do you think? Anyway, let’s make up our own minds based on the first two pictures~ The author did his best.

Chapter 129 A Bad Valentine’s Day

After the Christmas vacation, students all returned to school and ushered in a period of peace of mind, and there were no more incidents of anyone being attacked.

But everyone knew very well that the person was still there, but had to be hidden, but this had little impact on the students' daily lives.

Therefore, dragonfly goggles are still required to be worn, activities are held in groups, and the little wizard is now at peace, even no longer traveling at night.

After all, you only have one life, and no one dares to bet that they will not be eaten after seeing the basilisk petrified.

Ivan is also immersed in his daily life. Finding traces of the basilisk is completely left to our savior. He plans to sit back and enjoy his achievements.

A month of peace and quiet gave him a rare peace of mind.

From time to time, I would harass Professor Snape, or go to Hagrid's place to sit for a while. In my free time, I would exercise, walk around, play with the dog, and feel completely relaxed.

But the most unstoppable thing every day is to practice martial arts with the dolls and blacksmith in the Room of Requirement.

"Ah! I must get a machine tool out. This is such a hassle every day! Who is an alchemist like me?"

After finally knocking out a piece of iron, Alvin dropped the hammer in his hand and complained loudly to the air.

There is no way, his alchemy technology tree is a little different from the traditional one, so there is nothing we can do about it.

In this case, he can only use technology to change his life!

He has asked his father to help him buy a forging press and a forging heating furnace. He has also bought milling machines, boring machines, drilling machines, grinding machines, and punching machines.

When he figured out how to use magic to create an all-in-one large alchemy processing table, he would be able to get rid of the fate of wielding a sledgehammer every day.

But such a complicated thing is really not something he can understand in a short while, not to mention that Hogwarts cannot use electronic products, which means that he cannot use CNC machine tools!

He can only wait for him to find a way to replace electrons with alchemical products, and then he can enter the era of magic industry, but that is too difficult~

He thinks that he is not Einstein or a genius like Tesla, and he has not learned the corresponding knowledge, so now he is looking for a way out with Nicolés Flamel's alchemy book.

If he can't do science, then he can use magic. Idealistic magic can always make the wizard's wishes come true.

……

Due to the stable days during this period, everyone is less vigilant and everyone is speculating whether the crisis has passed!

Due to the vigilance of the teachers and students in the school, and the Basilisk being injured by Ivan, even petrification is no longer a problem. The heir should not risk opening the secret room again. Maybe he will hibernate here for fifty years and then make a comeback. .

Since he saw the escaped basilisk last time, Lockhart didn't know which immortal had taken possession of him, and he crazyly thought that he was the one who ended this disaster!

Alvin heard from Harry that Lockhart wanted to boost everyone's low morale and bid farewell to the bad memories of the first half of the year.

Ivan felt something was wrong. He seemed to have forgotten something, but his intuition told him that this bitch definitely didn't hold it in!

February 14th, Valentine’s Day!

Ivan stepped into the auditorium with great shame. Not only him, but all the teachers and students in the school knew what method he was talking about.

The auditorium was greatly decorated by him. The walls were covered with big pink flowers, and many heart-shaped confetti kept falling from the magic ceiling.

As soon as he came in, he saw Harry and Ron with disgusted faces, the little badgers with disgusted faces, and a few little fans like Hermione with silly faces.

Even though Lockhart has lost a lot of fans, there are still a group of stupid students who are still fans of him.

Alvin sat on the seat with a dark face, and next to him were Rove and Cedric, who also had dark faces.

Today is a mix of Chinese and Western breakfast, including bacon sandwiches, blueberry egg tarts, French hot dogs, beef buns, cabbage buns, seaweed egg drop soup and sweet soy milk! Quite a hearty breakfast, right?

But it’s this big breakfast with a layer of damn confetti floating on it!

He's meowing~ How did Lockhart, this idiot, cast a spell on the ceiling?

Even Ivan wouldn't believe it, this guy can cast a spell on the ceiling perfectly.

And he couldn't figure out, if it weren't for him, which professor would have been persuaded by him to cast such a stupid smoking spell on the ceiling!

How the hell are you going to eat this! Isn’t this a waste of food?

I watched the students around me picking up paper scraps from the food while eating. Some were soaked in grease and could not be picked off. Some students who were good at learning the Separation Charm used the Separation Charm to help everyone clean up the food while eating.

This meal was very difficult to eat.

But it was such a difficult meal. Just halfway through the meal, when everyone was almost there, Lockhart, wearing a sexy pink suit, stood up and spoke.

Ivan could clearly see that all the professors around him had serious faces. Professor McGonagall had a bulging muscle on his cheek. Professor McGonagall's already ugly face was as ugly as if he had been forcibly kissed by Harry's father.

Dumbledore no longer looked as cheerful as before, and just stared at the large bowl of soy milk with confetti floating in front of him, and the sugar bowl buried in confetti next to him without moving.

Oh my God, even Professor Sprout, the most amiable Badger Dean, looked sharply at the breakfast ruined by confetti, which showed how bad her mood was.

Of course, Alvin is not much better. The raised veins under his slightly parted bangs reveal his restless heart.

"Ahem~ Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! So far, forty-six students have sent me greeting cards, and I would like to express my gratitude to them! But the surprise doesn't stop there."

After speaking, Lockhart clapped his hands twice, and twelve dwarfs with gloomy faces walked in. They were asked by Lockhart to wear golden wings, hold harps, and dress up like Cupids.

"My friendly and lovely little cupids, they will be wandering around the castle with greeting cards today and delivering Valentine's Day cards to you!" Lockhart proudly showed off his work.

The moment these twelve little things entered the auditorium, Alvin finally couldn't hold himself any longer! The chopsticks in his hand were directly broken by him! This time he knew what was going to happen.

"The fun doesn't end there. I believe my colleagues are willing to actively participate. Why don't you ask Snape how to prepare a love potion? If you are interested, Professor Flitwick is more proficient in the potion than any wizard I have ever seen. Magic spell, the cunning old dog.”

After hearing Lockhart's words, Flitwick, a kind little old man, also broke the chopsticks in his hands, wanting to hide the look in his eyes. (▼ plate▼#)

Snape's eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, as if anyone dared to ask for advice and I would feed you poison. (▼伖▼メ)

Alvin scolded Lockhart in his mind.

This is still in school, these are still children, you are teaching people to play with love potions, this is a real punishment! Too much punishment! Why doesn't Professor Flitwick kill you with one big bite?

And that heir, why don't you let the basilisk turn you to stone?