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    "If I had known that such a course would continue, I should have let you stay in the cabin for a few more days." Lafite murmured to himself, looking at the students gathered around Hagrid in front of him, with an uncomfortable look on his face  .

    The cause of the matter is that after Hagrid came back to class, he continued Professor Graplan's course on unicorns.  Lafite and the creature that exuded holy white light didn't like each other. One often made aggressive gestures towards boys who approached, but he enjoyed the girl's touch very much; the other had no intention of getting close at all and ran to the stable.  Go inside and deal with those silver-maned horses.  Over time, Madame Maxime's horse fell in love with this guy who cast a refilling spell on the single malt whiskey in the manger whenever he had nothing to do, and started snorting at Lafite every time he started class.

    Even Hagrid realized that something was wrong, and it wasn't appropriate to teach students of one gender all the time about biology - especially when the creature didn't have fangs.  As a result, in the latest Care of Magical Creatures class, he got two unicorn cubs from nowhere.  These cubs are different from adult unicorns in that they are pure gold and do not use their horns to gesture around.

    The most interesting thing is that these little guys don't seem to be so picky about gender - the whole group gathered around these two cubs, but they didn't struggle vigorously.  With Hagrid's encouragement, Harry bravely walked over and stroked their mane. The little guy actually narrowed his eyes.

    "Unicorn cubs are easier to spot than adults," Hagrid told the class. "They turn silver around two years old and develop their horns around four. They don't turn white until they reach adulthood, which is about  Around seven years old. When they are young they are more gullible less averse to boys You can pat them if you like. Come here, come closer"

    He nodded towards Lafite and motioned for him to come closer.  "Come and feed these to them" he said, raising his hand to Lafite, holding four or five white sugar cubes in his hand.

    "No, no, I'm allergic to unicorns." Lafite randomly found a reason to refuse, "You might as well bring out a piece of raw meat and I'll feed Wu Wu."

    "The Night Horse is your fifth grade content." Hagrid said majestically.  "You must have done something sinister to keep you from getting close to the unicorn."

    The other students laughed when they heard this. They thought this explanation was very reasonable - because although a certain guy didn't do anything bad, he didn't act very pure either.  Malfoy hesitated, wanting to go up but was worried about being rejected and labeled as "impure". Pansy Parkinson went up to feed him, but was bitten.

    In fact, Lafite was really doing something sinister. After the Christmas ball, his thoughts about Moody became active again.  And for people who have ghosts in their hearts or in the back of their minds, they feel that this is aimed at themselves.  Also, this guy is not one to be passive.

    "Fred, or George." After twelve o'clock, when there were only two people left in the lounge, Lafite moved closer to a person by the fireplace.

    One of the twins was seeking solace by the warm fireplace on a cold January night, writing something by the way.  He obviously did not expect that someone would rush out of the darkness at this time, and he was so frightened that he almost threw the parchment in his hand into the fire.

    "I'm Fred." The man said and hurriedly hid the things in his hands behind his back. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person coming was Lafite. "Do you want to take a peek at our secret formula? I especially want to tell you about this new one.  This thing is called a secret recipe"

    Lafite was not interested in what he wrote on the parchment. Although he only saw the parchment once, he could tell that it was more like a letter than a formula.

    "I said that we have known each other for so long. We don't have to hide everything. We can share some things No, no, I'm not talking about your 'recipe.'" Lafite noticed that Fred looked nervous and hid the parchment.  Even tighter, he quickly corrected his thoughts.

    "We share everything," Fred returned to his usual state after discovering that Lafite's focus was not on the letter. "We thought of you for any new gadgets we had, and even gave away the Marauder's Map¡ª¡ª"

    Lafite nodded: "Then I'll ask directly, how about sharing your usual trading materials with those with whom you usually trade materials?"

    "What?" Fred opened his eyes wide.

    "I said, whether it's blood beans or foaming grass, they are things that are not available in the students' herbal cabinets." Lafite said, "You couldn't have gone to Snape's locker to steal the materials, right? Or maybe you hacked into him  's office?"

    "You're kidding me! I don't have the guts. If I were discovered like that, I would clean the toilets of Hogwarts for the rest of my life - in fact, we bought these things in Knockturn Alley." Fred said, "Knockturn Alley, you  ?You know it?  From Diagon Alley¡­¡±

    Seeing how he was introducing Knockturn Alley in a big way, Lafite quickly shouted to stop.  "Come on, maybe you used to buy things in Knockturn Alley, but after arriving at school for so long, you have developed several new gadgets - you won't tell me that all the materials for these things have been prepared long ago, right? Some of them  You have never thought of making something before!"

    Fred¡¯s eyes started to roll around.  "You bastardwell, we have an underground businessman who has been working with us for a long time," he admitted, "but this guy is very unreliableand people like him who steal and rob may not be what you want.  Yes - by the way, why do you suddenly want to buy things this way? What do you want? "

    Lafite was very satisfied with his frank attitude, so he also decided to be more honest: "You know, my potion science is not very good I used to have some potions that were originally kept privately at home or or  Someone helped me get it, but it¡¯s gone now, and this time it¡¯s different, I don¡¯t dare ask them to help me¡­ I want a bottle of Veritaserum.¡±

    "What do you want to do?" Fred became alert. "I don't want the whole school to know the color of my underwear when I get up the next day."

    "I'm not interested in the color of your underwear." Lafite felt helpless, "I just want to know if someone knows something Do you want to help or not?"

    ¡°¡­a bottle of truth serum?¡±

    "It's possible that he might bring something else with him Let's see if he can get it."

    When George, who had gone to the kitchen to steal something, returned to the tower with a full harvest, he saw two guys sitting by the fireplace talking something. Fred was so happy that he almost dropped the parchment in his hand.  On the ground.

    "What are you talking about?" He walked over and asked while complaining about his brother's carelessness. He took the parchment from Fred's hand and kicked him again.  He took out an apple from his arms and held it out, but Lafite readily accepted it.

    "George," Fred grabbed the food without ceremony and stuffed his mouth with pumpkin pie, "I just introduced Mundungus Fletcher to him."

    "What did you say!" George ran away.

    since

    Really, as the weekend approaches, things get even more complicated
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