Chapter 542 Happy Daily Life in the Hut

time flies.

The weather in the UK is getting hotter in June, but it's not that hot because it's in the extreme north of the planet.

Anton sometimes suspects that Hogwarts is not actually next to Hogsmeade.

Because the climate inside the school is a bit like London, and the so-called Hogsmeade village next door has snow all year round.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has always had a mysterious color.

When Apparating, when calculating the train road, it clearly felt that this place was in the same place as Hogsmeade Village.

But anyway.

June is here.

The final exam will be in one week, and there is no laughter on the Quidditch pitch anymore. Instead, in every corner of the castle, people can be seen trying to review the course content.

"It's not fair!"

George and Fred walked to the second floor of the cabin indignantly, took the juice handed by Hannah and drank it down.

Anton looked up from the book and looked at them suspiciously, "What happened?"

"Professor McGonagall scolded us!" George unhappily grabbed a biscuit and took a hard bite.

"Yes, she thinks that the two of us don't study hard and go to the animal pen to get those magical animals every day. She thinks we are not doing our job properly!"

Fred sighed, "Actually, we don't have much confidence in the upcoming final exams. With Merlin's beard, Percy will show his superiority in front of us again."

George shrugged, his face became extremely serious, his left hand held his right hand in front of his lower abdomen, imitating Professor McGonagall's way of speaking, "I can't believe that Arthur is so good, his sons, Bill, Charlie , Percy, one is better than the other, why don't you like to study hard when you two come here!"

Fred made a grimace, "She also threatened to close our stables and tell Mom."

George quickly changed his expression, his eyes widened, and his hands were on his waist, "George, Fred, I'm so disappointed in you."

Fred spread his hands and gestured to George, "Look, we're about to go through this!"

puff~

Hannah is amused by the brothers.

"My God, my God, you still laugh at us!" George slumped on the sofa, "It's really unfair, obviously you don't study, but Professor Sprout took care of you like that and greeted all the professors once."

Fred sat on the arm of the sofa and leaned his arm on George's shoulder, "Yes, so envious!"

"Hey~" Neville looked up from the pile of herbs, "I think you should really study hard, this is a student's duty."

"Wow, wow~" George exclaimed, pointing at Hannah, "but do you think it's fair?"

Hannah was holding the teacup, shaking her shoulders with a sullen expression.

"Haha~"

Anton laughed, "This is incomparable. You don't know how much Professor Sprout values ​​Hannah, and you can't wait to hold it in the palm of your hand. Your dean, Professor McGonagall, doesn't teach Magizoology courses, of course he will Pay more attention to the content of all courses.”

"And well, Magizoology, tsk tsk, resign yourself to fate!"

"Hey~" Fred sat up straight with a look of displeasure, "What's wrong with Magizoology, from the very beginning of the pygmy cattail to the current flame mammoth, you don't know that we are in the "Hogwarts Weekly" How many papers have been written and how many accolades have been won!"

"That's right!" George quickly put on the expression of a successful person, gestured with one hand as a mirror, and combed his hair with the other hand in front of the mirror, "We are the ones in the limelight now!"

Anton thought for a while, then chuckled, "As far as I know, Magizoology is pretty good, oh, let me think about it, Newt Scamander, dropped out of school, Rubeus Hagrid, hehe, Dropped out of school too."

He chuckled, "That's the curse of the Magizoologists!"

"Drop out of school!" Fred's eyes widened with a strange expression, "Oh, if we do this, Mom will kill us!"

George stroked his neck with his palm horizontally, stuck out his tongue, "Eh~", and lay down on the sofa with his head tilted.

The little feet turned to the sky, shaking and shaking.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

For a moment, everyone was overjoyed, and Fred also laughed and collapsed on George's body, and the two were laughing and twitching on the sofa.

After laughing, Hannah took out a box, "Hey, don't think so much, let's play the game of 'comeback', I wrote another story background."

"I'm afraid not." George sighed. "We have to study hard."

Fred shrugged. "If we want to keep our stables."

Anton also shook his head, "Dumbledore made a list for me, Merlin's torn and smelly socks, there is such an outrageous thing as "The Magic Color of Symphony" in it, I just plan to study music, I don't have much time .”

Hannah couldn't help looking at Neville, and Neville gestured at the herbs piled high in front of him.

"Anton is going to experiment with ritual magic and needs to prepare materials. George and Fred are researching new animal food and also need materials. And the soil improvement experiment you are studying also needs materials."

Neville grinned, with a look of helplessness on his face, "And I suddenly have some experience with revitalizing spells, you know, I went through a miraculous 'Anton-style' experiment, and I suddenly have some insights into things like the mind , I also need to carve some new dolls."

"Puppet?" Hannah's eyes lit up, "Can it be used in war chess?"

Neville was stunned for a moment, "The minimum height is that of a goblin. In fact, I think the most suitable height should be the height of a normal human, which may not be suitable for war chess."

"Hey, isn't this what Anton asked us before? "The Faithful Maid." George and Fred looked at each other and smiled, with wretched faces.

"No, no, it's not alchemy, it's a activating spell." Neville blushed and waved his hands in a panic, "I don't need a maid."

Hannah looked at the herbs in front of Neville and sighed, "I think you need a maid, at least it can save you a little time in processing herbs."

Neville shook his head, "It's different. Processing herbs requires a certain talent. Every leaf and every grass stem has a different processing method, which cannot be replaced by mechanical energy."

Anton's eyes lit up, "Hey, Neville, it's really possible!"

"What George and the others said just now, "The Faithful Maid", there is a spell in it, which is to create an imitation of our soul. Maybe I can help you fine-tune it a little and make it a helper that tends to inherit your herbal talent."

"A funny artificial mental retardation, this is a good idea!"

"Make a helper who inherits my talent for herbal medicine..." Neville looked strange, "I feel like giving birth to a child."

"Hahahaha..." George and Fred laughed naturally, seeing Neville's wrinkled face, they laughed again and collapsed on the sofa.

"Neville, haha, I think..." George laughed out of breath.

Fred straightened up and looked at Neville with a serious expression, "Now you can consider thinking of a funny name for your child."

"You! You!" Neville was in a hurry, his whole face flushed with shame, as red as the sunset glow in the sky.

"Hee hee..." Hannah also covered her mouth and smiled.

Kacha~

A magic camera floats in mid-air, quickly developing photos.

Anton took it and shook it, looked at the picture on the photo with a smile, let it fly to the wall, and the thumbtacks crawled to fix the photo.

"The movement of life, the perception of life..."

He continued to look down at the thick books thoughtfully.