Chapter 217

Hogwarts: Start Fusion Phoenix Bloodline Chapter 217

The next day, peter was having breakfast when he heard a lot of talk around him.

He asked his roommate about the situation.

"I heard that the Potions Office was stolen last night and lost a lot of precious potions!" Professor Snape was furious and vowed to find the thief! Alan explained.

"Stolen! What potions were lost? Peter asked in surprise.

"I don't know, it's been turned over anyway, as long as it's a potion, it seems to have been stolen!" Alan shook his head and said.

Peter thought about it for a moment and understood that Quirrell had done it, and this guy seemed to be seriously injured.

It is no wonder that he was first pit by himself, drank the blood of the nightmare, and although he used the blood of the unicorn to survive later, the injuries caused would not be healed so quickly!

Then the unicorn king was followed by a fierce one-horned piercing chest!

Unicorns' unicorns are not decorations, they carry unicorn magic on them, and ordinary healing magic and potions are useless!

In the whole school, I am afraid that only Snape will have a high-level healing potion.

However, Peter guessed that Quirrell's IQ must have thought of such a solution, so it was probably Voldemort who came up with the suggestion.

Peter tasted the food as he glanced up at Professor Snape, who was gloomy and exuding low pressure. Sympathize with him, this is a senseless disaster!

Quirrell didn't appear in the professor's chair today, but not many people will pay attention to the garlic-stuttering professor.

Peter had a Defence Against the Dark Arts class this morning, and he wondered if Quirrell could come to class.

After this incident, Peter felt that Quirrell should settle down and stop playing unicorn ideas.

After all, is it bad to obediently accept Peter's kindness and provide a bottle of unicorn blood without curses on time every half a month?

Peter's first class in the morning was to take three classes at the same time.

But Peter was already able to use the time converter very skillfully.

Coupled with the fact that several of his companions knew about it, Peter was already able to use the Time-Turner in front of them without hesitation.

After finishing the other two classes, Peter used the time-changer again and appeared in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

He sat down in the position left for him by several of his friends and took the textbooks that his roommates had brought for him.

"Thanks, now with your help, my class is more convenient." Peter sat down and said with a sigh of relief.

"The other two courses went well, right?" Alan asked curiously.

"The arithmetic divination class was quite smooth, but the Muggle study class was quite speechless!" Peter shook his head helplessly and said,

"Professor Bubaji is a good person, but it's like he's never been to Muggles. His description of Muggle life made me feel like I had never been in Muggle society before! "

"I doubt I might fail the Muggle Studies exam!" Because what it calls the correct answer may contradict my perception! "

"Haha, if you fail muggle research, you'll laugh out your teeth!" George laughed happily.

"Peter York, the bully, lost points for answering the correct answer on the Muggle study paper!" How bad is this course! Fred said with a grin.

"Fortunately, we didn't choose this course! Otherwise you will be taught a fool! The twins said in unison.

"It is true that this course is very imprecise! Muggle studies teachers should at least choose wizards who were born Muggles or lived in Muggles for a long time! "

"But as far as I know, Professor Bubaji is a pure-blood and has never been to the Muggle world. It was only when she was in school that she did well in muggle studies that she became a professor of this course! "

"But a course full of mistakes, the students who teach it, the same wrong knowledge learned!" This is really not rigorous! "

Gossip ace Alan agreed.

"What I'm thinking is that when it comes to the final exam, I will fill in the wrong knowledge with a clear conscience and get excellent results?"

"Or do you just fill in the correct answer I know and get a fail?"

"You know there's an OWL (Ordinary Wizarding Level Exam) behind me, and if I want a full O of the twelve, I have to fill in the wrong knowledge in the textbook!"

Peter said bitterly.

"I want to say that you still fill in the answers according to the knowledge in the textbook. When you have the ability, then you will directly overturn these teaching materials and compile a book yourself! Allen gave the most pertinent advice.

"It's true that you're famous now, but once you're doing it with adults, they'll just treat your words like gibberish!" George said in agreement.

"Peter, you'd go back to school and become a professor of Muggle studies." When the time comes, you can change the textbook as much as you want, and no one will say! Fred advised.

"Forget it, I'm just complaining, I don't want to take care of so much business!" Peter leaned back in his chair and said.

Immediately the topic turned, and he asked with a smile, "I saw professor Quirrell's illness yesterday, you said today's class, will he appear?" "

"Sick! Heck, is he finally sick with the smell of garlic on his body? George said happily, "Then he had better not come, so that we will not be attacked by his poison gas!" "

"Then you're going to be disappointed, because Professor Quirrell is here!" Fred smiled strangely and said, "But he looks very sick and feels like he will fall down at any moment!" "

Peter turned his head to see that Quirrell had come to the classroom desk, his face was miserable, and his eyes were full of blood, as if he was about to hang up at any moment.

Peter raised an eyebrow, it seemed that Professor Snape's potion was very powerful, so quickly saved him, can come to class!

"Each … Each for… For students to… It's time for class, please sit down and do a good job… Good location! Quirrell shouted weakly, and with his stuttering look, there was no deterrent at all.

The students were still giggling and playing.

"Well, quiet down Slytherin and listen to the lesson!" Peter didn't want a lesson to be consumed like this, so he said seriously to the Slytherin students.

When the Slytherin students saw that it was Peter who had spoken, they immediately sat down obediently.

"Well, I was actually frightened like this, you snake people are really timid, like me… Not! "

A gryffindor boy, seeing the appearance of a Slytherin student, taunted loudly.

But then Peter waved his hand lightly, and he couldn't speak directly, desperately trying to make a sound, but it was as if he was muted!

"Peter, you…" the twins said with some hesitation.

"Don't worry, it will be automatically solved after class!" Peter said lightly, just enough for everyone in the classroom to hear.

As soon as the others heard it, the original tense atmosphere was instantly relaxed, and the Gryffindor students looked at the forbidden classmates amusedly.

"Professor, you can lecture!" Peter smiled and said to Quirrell.

Facing Peter, Quirrell's pupils narrowed, then a fake smile squeezed out of his face, and he stuttered, "Great… Great no… Wandless magic! Peter! Slytheringa… Plus five points! "

"Thank you Professor!" Peter smiled and nodded, then sat down.