Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

Unlike Ans, who was surrounded by several little badgers and went to the auditorium after going out, Professor Card smiled politely at them and nodded, turning around and heading to the bathroom.

The pace of walking is neither fast nor slow, and it feels like taking a leisurely stroll in the garden.

But after he walked in, he waved his wand, and a light blue halo of light spread out from the wand in a circle, then shrank back after a while.

Professor Card seemed to have lost all strength and walked to the sink. He washed his face. He looked at his hands, which were too rough to be a spell caster and had thick yellow nails. He pursed his lips and rubbed them vigorously. Then he raised his head, and in the dim and unlit room, his eyes glowed with a faint green light.

……

It can be said that there are no secrets in Hogwarts. For example, today Slytherin caused trouble but only points were deducted without punishment.

reason?

Does revenge require punishment?

If revenge is not given, then everyone should be the perpetrator. After all, no one can take revenge. Revenge also comes with a price, except for points.

This can be seen from the rosy smiles on the faces of everyone in Slytherin House, and from the gloomy and rainy atmosphere of Gryffindor, we can see what they are brewing.

After all, the dispute between the two colleges has been going on for a long time. It can even be said to be a dispute between the founders of the college.

In fact, from Ans' point of view, this is undoubtedly extremely stupid. You are not Gryffindor and he is not Slytherin. Why do you have such a strong sense of empathy?

Maybe it was difficult to name four people back then?Even the name of the school is an inversion of a pig?

It was just a place of transition in seven years of life, and Ans himself didn't have such a strong sense of honor.

He raised his red wolfberry water and toasted to Cassandra on the Slytherin table. She got a blank stare, maybe because she looked down on the wolfberry water.

After eating and drinking, the seven first-year little ones moved towards the Hufflepuff lounge as a group, but the balloons filled with water came roaring, indicating that they could not return to the lounge safely.

The water polo flies very slowly, even Opera, a child who is not very good at sports, can see it clearly, let alone other people. The seniors have already told them about the only lawless existence in the castle—— Peeves.

Even several principals were powerless, let alone them, so for an invincible existence, the only option was to run away.

He subconsciously ran towards the aisle on the left, but Ans blocked him. Fortunately, there were not many people in the seven little ones, and they were spread out, so no one was knocked down.

"Look carefully at the ground."

Without letting Cedric ask why, he turned around, quickly stepped forward, bowed, stretched out his right hand to fish it out, and held the water ball in his hand. If the water ball fell to the ground, it would be bad. Besides, I didn't know if it was a water ball.

"It's the grease technique!"

Cedric and the others didn't know why at first, but as the obscure light shone brightly, Opera touched the ground and exclaimed.

This is a trap!

A white light flashed in Cedric's mind, and he instantly understood the truth. Then he understood that the way forward was blocked by Peeves, and there was a grease trap on the left, so he could only go back to the auditorium!

"Oh! Look, Hufflepuff is recognized as the best class."

"Huh? Oh my god, how can they look forward and backward like fools?"

The Weasley twins stood behind everyone with smiles, surrounded on three sides.

"Oh~ look, who is that? She is dancing gracefully, with her long hair flying, and her body is perfect."

"Does that need to be said? George, there is only one person in the whole school with such beautiful hair."

Not listening to the trash talk from the twins behind him, Ans casually picked up another water balloon and weighed it. It was not obvious at first, but as the number increased, the smell that evaporated from the prick made him conclude that it was not water. .

The water ball disappeared from his hand with a flip of his wrist, and he snapped his fingers with his empty hand.

"Norma."

Snapped--!

A house elf wearing shabby clothes appeared in front of Ans. After glancing at the water ball with his big eyes, he easily controlled it with a single finger.

"I'm sorry Norma, could you please help me call the professors? Professor Sprout and Professor McGonagall will be fine."

"Oh, the good baby is going to call mommy."

Although they were still watching the excitement, Ans could tell that they were a little anxious. In fact, no matter how they watched or played, they were only 11 or 12-year-old children in the final analysis.

But why didn't they run away? Because they thought they had no evidence and as long as they weren't caught, it wouldn't be considered a violation of school rules. After all, breaking school rules is an old Gryffindor tradition.

Norma moved very fast, like pop-pop, disappearing and reappearing, while Peeves had already run away when he saw the house elf appear.

The place where the incident happened was very close to the auditorium. Professor Sprout and Professor McGonagall came hand in hand, and a group of busybodies followed behind them.

"What are you doing here, Mr. Weasleys?"

Professor McGonagall glanced at them and focused on their two Peeves. Although they had only known each other for a short time, Professor McGonagall could tell at a glance that they were not good children.

"Oh! Professor, how could you do this!"

"Yes! Professor, we are just watching Mr. (Miss) Wick's dance!"

"Speak nicely, Mr. Weasley," Professor McGonagall glared at the twins, then turned to look at the laughing students. "So, Wick, you called us?"

After all, he is the headmaster of Gryffindor, and he is also the vice-chancellor. There is nothing wrong with being biased towards his own house. Ans tipped a water ball and threw it towards Professor McGonagall. The other party caught it easily. In the midst of confusion, as a The Animagus in cat form smelled a faint scent.

This is not an ordinary water balloon, but the liquid from the Grease Technique is collected into a balloon.

Hard, Professor McGonagall's fist was hard at this moment. Although she instantly guessed who it was, but - as long as she was not caught, it was not a violation. As for the 'water' ball, it was made by Peeves, and she students have nothing to do with it.

"And that side."

Ans clicked on the aisle on the left, and Professor Sprout waved his magic wand. The shadowed area became brighter, and a smooth and oily ground filled the entire aisle appeared in front of everyone.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is Peeves blocking the way in front, and there is a slippery ground on the left. This is a trap. Looking at the Gryffindors blocking the way back, they are undoubtedly the ones watching the joke. Great auditorium.

This phenomenon is similar to the mentality of criminals who like to return to the scene and admire it in the crowd.

When the scene was almost over, Ans turned his hands and took out a water ball, which made Professor McGonagall frown.

From the entire magical world, it can be seen that this is a world that is still nostalgic for the medieval era. In addition, the magic concentration of the castle is too high to be compatible with electric technology, so the lighting facilities are still oil lamps and tall torches.

bang——

Throw the water balloon towards the torch, and there will be an explosion. The balloon will explode when exposed to heat, and the liquid inside will ignite when it encounters an open flame. The flaming liquid falls down. Because the liquid touches the wall, the entire wall becomes a large torch.

Bright lights.