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Prisoner of Azkaban 008 Hermione's S.P.E.W.

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    "I think I know what you mean, Moody's class really makes people -" Harry said to Lawrence and the twins in the common room the next Tuesday night, while he and Ron were making up their Divination homework, "  "I think he really knows a lot," said Ron, "but it's not that comfortable - look at Neville." "What's wrong with him?" Lawrence frowned. He saw Neville's eyes were red and he was reading a heavy book.  "Moody demonstrated the Unforgivable Spell," Harry said. "I think you're right, it was a bit too much." "Moody called Neville over after class." Ron said,  "He gave Neville a copy of 'The Magical Aquatic Plants of the Mediterranean and Their Properties.'" Harry said. "Nice book¡ªHey, Crookshanks," Lawrence said, and Crookshanks jumped up on the table.  Staring at Harry and Ron's homework, he purred in condemnation, which made Lawrence smile. "It also knows that you are making it up." Fred poked his head, "I have to say that you guys are really miserable this weekend." George  Sarcastically, "That old liar just likes this." Ron was unmoved and continued to describe the future full of tragedy. "She makes a prophecy that I will die tragically every time in class," Harry said, "The difference is  The omen of death is just different every time. "When the portrait entrance opened and Hermione climbed into Gryffindor Tower, there was no one in the saloon except them. The twins were practicing silent spells hard on the side, and Lawrence was looking at an old book.  Hermione walked over, carrying a box with a brick book, and there was a clanging sound inside. "Very good," Hermione smiled, "I'm done." "I'm done, too."  Ron announced triumphantly, and he threw down his quill, "Isn't your situation going to be good next month?" Hermione taunted, looking at Ron's prophecy homework, "Don't you think this is another fabrication?" "  You actually said that," Ron pretended to be angry, "We work hard like house elves." "I'm so glad you think that." Hermione raised her eyebrows. Harry also finished his homework at this time, and he raised his head.  , "What's that?" Harry asked, pointing to the box, "Maybe you mail-ordered our products?" Fred showed a moved expression, "That's really strange, Hermione," said George, "Tell us.  , we will give you a discount." "Really?" Ron stared at the box with his eyes wide open, as if he was afraid that it would explode in the next second, "Don't be stupid," Hermione said as she opened the box.  , revealing the badge inside, "It's the badge of S.P.E.W." "Spit?" the twins asked in unison, "Society for the Promotion of House-Elf Rights," Hermione corrected, "S-P-E-W, short for House-Elf Welfare."  Join the club." "I've never heard of it." Ron said, "Of course, because I just founded it." Hermione said, the five boys looked at each other for a while, "How many members have you recruited?"  Ron asked cautiously, "Including you, there are exactly six.  "Hermione said, "I think we should go back to the dormitory, Lawrence." Fred jumped up from his seat, "We have to get up early tomorrow." "Good idea." George said, and they took Lawrence away without any explanation, "Tomorrow morning  I'll tell you what we're going to do at the meeting later -" Hermione shouted after them. "That doesn't sound good, does it?" said George, "House Elf Rights? She's joking." "Hopefully.  Harry and Ron can stop him," Fred prayed. "I think it will be difficult," Lawrence said.  In the past few days, Lawrence and the twins have been avoiding Hermione because they also learned from Harry and Ron that Hermione was full of enthusiasm for her plan. "Actually, there is nothing wrong with that organization." Lawrence  Said, they quietly walked out of the hall, because they saw Hermione explaining the meaning of S.P.E.W to a group of freshmen, "Of course, we all know," George said, "But we don't have time to deal with it right now, right?" "The course has changed.  Less," Fred said painfully, "but there's more homework, damn silent spell." "Do you think Moody will really sneak up on us?" George asked, "I think it's very possible." Lawrence  He answered, and after starting the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon, his suspicions were confirmed, "I think he must be crazy." Fred touched the bruise on his left eye lightly, "He really worked too hard  The Witch Testing Class is used as an Auror training class?" George couldn't believe it.They looked at Li.  Jordan was doing complicated gymnastics moves on the table. "I thought he would use a spell to sneak attack people, but I never thought that the spell he called was the Imperius Curse." Lawrence complained. He and Lee.  Jordan was separated from the twins, which caused the warning to be too slow. "When he wakes up, I will definitely settle the score with him." Fred complained, and he was sitting on Lee.  On Jordan's right side, Lee.  Jordan punched Fred under Moody's control. "Too bad," Moody shook his head. While speaking, more people began to make strange movements. Apparently Moody took the opportunity to control him again.  Several people, "I told you, be vigilant at all times!" Moody shouted, waving his wand to release the control of the Imperius Curse, "Professor, this is illegal, the Ministry of Magic does not allow it-" A Si  Letling's student said dissatisfiedly that he had just inserted the wand into his nostril under Moody's control. "Dumbledore agreed to let you experience it and learn how to fight it." Moody said impatiently.  , "Use your willpower to resist control, or use your wand - remember -" "Be vigilant at all times!" Moody roared, "Look what he said," after class, Lee.  Jordan complained that his whole body was sore now because he had done too many strange movements. "It's too difficult." "Better than me," George shook his head. "He actually made me walk around the classroom while standing on my head." "  Lawrence was not attacked once," Fred pointed out a fact. "Moody?" "Boom, boom, boom¡ª¡ª" Moody appeared limping behind them, "Hey, Mr. Roofander," Moody hissed.  , "Come here, come here, kid, let's talk about this class." The four students exchanged glances, and Lawrence walked over, "We'll have dinner in the hall." Fred shouted, and Lawrence waved to show his listening.  "What did you think of the course?" they arrived at Moody's office. Moody asked, "A little too much." Lawrence replied. Moody let out a roaring laugh, and Lawrence noticed the man behind him.  There was a mirror, it was a demon mirror, with blurry figures shaking inside, (Note 1) "Of course, of course," Moody said, "I noticed that you refused to cast the Killing Curse." "Isn't that bad?"  Lawrence asked, "How is that possible?" Moody said, he nervously touched the secret sensor that had been vibrating on the table, "Wizards like you and Albus certainly don't bother to use this kind of power." "  Isn't that the same for you?" Lawrence frowned, "You captured more than half of the dark wizards in Azkaban." "Ah, yes, in that era, many dark wizards died at the hands of Aurors," Moody  With a dark expression on his face, he took out the curved wine bottle he carried with him and took a sip. He gestured to his face. Lawrence knew he was referring to the scars on his face, "I just paid a small price and will  They captured him alive." Lawrence was silent. Moody capped the bottle. He stared at Lawrence - whether it was his intact eyes or his blue magic eyes. "Let's talk business," Moody said, "I hope.  "You can be my assistant in this class." "Huh?" Lawrence was surprised. "Our next class will have a practical combat drill. The two of us will demonstrate a wizard duel," Moody said. "Nowadays, students  Too unguarded. Of course, I noticed that you were always on guard, which is good." "Use a silent spell?" Lawrence asked. "If you can, of course it is the best," Moody said, his.  The corners of his mouth raised, and he pulled the scar on his face, and his big, round blue eyes began to move around again, "I think it's getting late, you should go to the lobby to have your dinner." "So we will be treated next week  A double whammy between you and Moody?" Fred complained. His eyes were swollen. Apparently they had gone to the hospital wing first. "Stop it," George said sadly, and he took a chicken drumstick.  My head is still hurting." "It's just a wizard duel," Lawrence rolled his eyes, "It's not like I'm going to sneak up on you with Moody." Harry and Ron slowly approached them, their faces expressionless.  Great, "We got the highest score for our divination homework.  Harry said, "That's good." George said, "Not good at all." Ron said, and he and Harry sat down and began to complain that Professor Clelawny had given out a lot of Divination homework again.  "There will be more," Fred said gleefully, "Professor McGonagall's homework will take you all week."   "Hermione went to the library?" George looked around alertly, "Yes." Harry replied, "Oh no," Ron shouted desperately, "We have enough homework-" "She is now  Are you still doing that 'vomiting'?" Fred asked, "There's been a lot of homework recently." Harry recalled, "She's almost all in the library." "I think she still hasn't given up," Ron said shrewdly.  "She is just looking for another good opportunity. Last time she told us that if you could write some promotional materials about "vomiting" on your product packaging©¤" "That way our products will be sold by all those who own house elves.  "The wizarding family resisted." George said, "I really don't understand why she thinks house elves need time off and pay." Ron said, "I mean, they like to do these things." "Maybe it's because, we  Wizards who were born in melons will be discriminated against to some extent," Lawrence said. "This makes us somewhat dissatisfied, and Hermione's sense of justice is a bit©¤er©¤excessive?" "You can also say that she is a bit nosy?" Ha.  Leigh grinned, "By the way, Hermione wants us to tell you," Ron said, "If you keep avoiding her, she's going to tell Mum about your recruitment of product testers." "Hey, even  "Professor McGonagall doesn't care about this," Fred protested, "You go tell her yourself." Ron shook his head and continued to struggle with the food on the plate, "Well, I guess," George looked at Fred.  Said, "We can print some words on the packaging to promote caring for the elves." "But definitely not mention salary and vacation." Fred agreed.  ©¤©¤©¤©¤©¤©¤©¤©¤ Author's words: Recently, I feel that my moral integrity is declining rapidly Note 1: Foe-Glass is translated as a demon mirror in the mainland version, which I think is a bit strange, but it is translated as an enemy mirror in the Taiwanese version.  Thanks for the evaluation ticket of [hardships and inscriptions].
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