Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

On Monday morning, Hufflepuff's first class was Defense Against the Dark Arts, but compared with the first week of school, everyone went to today's class with great expectations.

After experiencing Lockhart's terrible situation and Snape's hell, as long as Lupine is a normal person and his teaching level is acceptable, the little wizards are not stingy to give him a high score, no matter whether it is a low-grade student or a high-grade student, they all have such a consensus.

Especially those senior students, they have experienced many wonderful professors, such as the unlucky guy who died in a fight in the three broomsticks the year before last. He claimed to be an archaeologist, but he was actually a rat because he dug up the ancestral grave of a wizard family abroad and went to Hogwarts to seek refuge.

There is also the unlucky guy who got drunk and died in the devil's net the year before last. He is very good at dealing with sewer creatures, but his alcoholism makes his courses always smell like alcohol.

In the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Hogwarts students can always give more and wider tolerance, unless it is really so bad that people have to complain.

In the classroom, the little wizards were chatting chatteringly. There was a thick textbook on every table. Lockhart's storybook set had been returned for recycling, and the money for the new textbook would be deducted from it. Unfortunately, the remaining dozen or so Galleons would not go into their pockets, but were sent back home, which disappointed the little wizards.

Not long after, Lupine came. He was wearing a black standard cloak that Hogwarts professors often wear. His tall and straight figure looked very energetic. Lupine had a faint smile on his face. He nodded to the students.

"Good morning." He said, "Please put your new textbooks back in your schoolbags. Today we have a practical class."

"Professor Snape communicated with me. He taught you a lot of practical theoretical knowledge when he was a substitute teacher, and now I want to take a practical test on the theoretical knowledge he taught you. But don't worry, it won't be difficult. It's all what Professor Snape explained to you before."

"Okay," Lupine said after seeing that everyone was getting ready, "you come with me."

The students stood up one after another worried and full of interest, and followed Lupine's footsteps to leave the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Lupine led them through the long corridor, around a corner, and when they got close to Filch's office, they saw the well-known Peeves in Hogwarts gnashing their teeth and competing with an armor statue.

Peeves seems to be planning to install a large dung egg launcher. Recently, Filch has launched a frantic pursuit of Peeves because Peeves cut Mrs. Norris's hair. Although this made all the little wizards applaud, Filch hated the damn guy.

Although Filch couldn't really find trouble with Peeves, it also messed up his pranks several times. Peeves, who didn't plan to attack the students for the time being, would focus on Filch and plan to give him a hard job.

"It seems that the twins and Peeves have a good relationship?" Harry glanced at the gadget in Peeves' hands. If nothing else happened, the big dung egg launcher was a prop made by the twins. If Filch came out of the office, he would immediately have an intimate tongue kiss with the big dung egg.

"You should move down a bit and hit the ground Peeves, it would be too bad if the dung egg was launched into Mr. Filch's mouth."

Out of sympathy for Filch, Lupine said to Peeves from the side, "Keep your jokes in moderation."

The slightly unresponsive Peeves raised his head after Lupine spoke. Perhaps he was too focused on dealing with the hard-mouthed armor before. The Hogwarts armor can move. They have a little relationship with the portraits on the wall. They are all magical products. Obviously, the silent Mr. Armor does not want to have a big dung egg and a big dung egg launcher in his mouth.

"Lupine is crazy, stupid!" Peeves sang a crooked song after rubbing his eyes vigorously. He danced in mid-air while twisting his buttocks while singing strange words out of tune. Compared with other professors, Peeves seemed to be not so polite to Lupine.

However, Lupine was not annoyed, just looked at Peeves with a smile, and said kindly: "Did you forget? The joke was too much back then, and Professor Dumbledore locked you in confinement for a month. Little handcuffs, little black room, Peeves, you can't fly out."

"That's Mr. Peeves, I was caught by Dumbledore on purpose!" Peeves, who exploded instantly, roared in a high-pitched voice, his exasperation could be heard even if he didn't have to look at it with his eyes. "Otherwise, that little fart would be that guy! How could he catch me, Mr. Peeves!"

"Master Peeves wasn't even born when I was at Hogwarts!"

"How could I be afraid of him!"

Feeling that his voice seemed a bit too loud, Peeves rolled his eyes and looked around. When he found that Dumbledore was not there, he stuck his waist up again.

"Lupine is crazy, stupid!" Peeves sang in a strange voice again, sticking his ass and ignoring Lupine.

"Looks like the negotiation failed." Lupine shrugged, and then drew out his wand. "Sometimes, a joke that is too much is not a joke. If someone is really unlucky and has a big dung egg stuffed in his mouth, he will not be able to eat for at least a month."

However, Peeves didn't listen, and instead sang louder and louder.

Lupine sighed softly, then raised his wand.

"This is a very useful little spell." He turned to the class and said, "My friend and I invented it when we were students at Hogwarts. It is very useful for Peeves."

Peeves, who had his back turned to Lupin, had no idea what was going on behind him. He kicked and kicked open the mask of the armor statue, held up the dung egg launcher that hadn't been installed with the dung egg, and stabbed it in forcefully.

"Be careful." Lupine pointed the muzzle of the gun at Peeves, and then pulled the trigger, "Wadi Vasi."

With a whoosh, the big dung egg that Peeves put on the top of the armor's head was fired like a cannonball, even though Peeves shook his head quickly to dodge, but this big dung egg seemed to be equipped with a precision guidance system, and it would not let go of Peeves.

The big dung the size of a ping pong ball is not big for a normal-sized person, but Peeves is just a little guy less than a foot tall. This big dung, which is as big as his head, makes intimate contact with his lips under Peeves' frightened eyes.

Although Peeves doesn't need to eat, has no sense of taste or even smell, and he doesn't have any special reaction to big dung eggs, but this tricky prop that has accompanied him through many good times is the first time he has had such an intimate contact with himself.

"Ah bah bah bah!"

Peeves with a big lump of feces in his mouth was clearly deformed, but this guy could still make a normal sound. Peeves, who was opening his mouth to spit feces, kept working hard, but his mouth opening was too small, and he could only spit out a small amount of debris each time.

The little wizards were already laughing aside, it was the first time they saw Peeves deflated.

"Peeves is a mischievous spirit. He may bring us helpless pranks at any time, but we can also joke with him, if we can."

"You're not really angry, are you, Peeves?"

"Bah~ Lu~ Bah~ Ping! Bah, Bah, Bah~"

Peeves, who squeaked at Lupin, expressed his anger at Lupin, but he didn't make any big moves, but there was a smear of unconvinced fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Isn't Peeves a ghost? How did it become an elf?" Harry asked curiously.

"Ghosts can't touch the real thing. No matter how special it is, it's not. Peeves is a kind of elf, a prank elf with a physical body. The hat on his head was made by Madam Careful. It belongs to his spoils. He showed us a lot at the beginning, and that's a great thing."

"That's right~ bah~ sure!"

When Lupine said good things about himself, Peeves puffed his cheeks and shouted, "Master Peeves, I win~ bah~ the headmaster, Eupracia Moore, that fat~ bah~ bitch."

"It's just that Peeves can be invisible, and sometimes it looks like a ghost, coming and going without a trace."

Lupine shrugged, waved his hand to sweep away the dung and egg residue scattered on the ground, and brushed Peeves' teeth by the way.

"Don't think I'm letting you go like this, big fool Lupine!"

The furious Peeves flew back and forth over the crowd, his roving eyes seemed to be looking for some unlucky target again.

"That is to say, Peeves can actually be caught?"

"Of course, but it's hard, without magic"

"You're the one who wants to catch me, Mr. Peeves?" Peeves smirked and turned his eyes on Harry, "Hehehehe~ That master is——ouch!"

Pulling shallots from the dry land, Harry jumped up to a height of more than two meters and grabbed Peeves who was talking nonsense in mid-air. Although Peeves had already flew away and dodged when Harry took off, as long as he could not teleport to a place beyond Harry's arm span, he would not be able to escape from the Five Fingers Mountain.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie~"

"What were you laughing at?"

After hearing the devil-like laughter, the flustered subject reversed instantly, and before Peeves put on a flattering and apologetic smile, he pinched his nose with two fingers before he could make a sound.

"Hey~ It can be stretched!"

'啪~'

The two-foot-long nose shrank back sharply, causing him to shake his head and almost lose the hat on his head.

"Damn little devil!"

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

It was the first time for Peeves, who had fallen into impotent rage, to truly fall into human hands, but as a mischievous elf that accompanied Hogwarts, he was more alive than those ghosts. As long as Hogwarts exists, he can exist for a day, and Peeves has nothing to fear.

He was not afraid of Harry, nor was he afraid of anyone. He was afraid of Dumbledore only because Dumbledore had the ability to close his small dark room. If he couldn't play pranks for a day, his heart would itch like a cat scratching. That feeling was too uncomfortable.

"Who wants to try it? Peeves feels very good when you pinch it, it's bouncy."

"Who dares you! Master Peeves, I will not let you guys-"

The little hat on his head was pulled down by Harry, and Peeves, whose head was completely covered, couldn't see at all!

The eyes of the little wizards were shining brightly at this moment. The students of Hogwarts had been mischievous for a long time. This mischievous guy played tricks on the students a lot. The moment he was caught, it had already foreshadowed the end he was about to face.

On the way to the practice classroom, Peeves, who was played by the little wizards in turn, yelled angrily all the way, but most of the pranks were ineffective on Peeves, even scratching the soles of his feet with a quill pen did not make him feel anything. After a while, the little wizards got a little tired of it. Tricks without feedback are a complete failure, it is better to play tricks on fools.

Although others disliked it, Harry did not.

"Don't be angry, Peeves, after class is over, I'll take you to play something fun, it's interesting."

"real?"

Although he put on a dirty face and planned how to give Harry a big job in his mind, Peeves' mouth was still very honest.

"Don't think about bribing Master Peeves, I don't want to do that!"

He opened his mouth angrily and gnawed Harry's thumb, but it was too hard to bite.

"How could I lie to you, right? I promise, this must be a novel game that you have never experienced before."

"Although there are no beautiful dealers to deal cards online, but there are muscular men guiding and teaching, which is exciting."

Saying that, Harry didn't give Peeves a chance to refuse, Harry tied him up and put him in his pocket, full of anger.

Led by Lupine, the little wizards came to a room full of sundries and second-hand goods. There were many such rooms in Hogwarts. It was not because the elves were not diligent, but because Hogwarts was so big that the distance between two classrooms was more than two miles. They were really too busy.

The students looked at this dilapidated and quiet house curiously. Suddenly, there was a violent shaking sound from a broken cabinet leaning against the wall. The students who were startled uttered short screams. Many timid students had weak legs and almost sat on the ground.

"Professor, there's a ghost here, isn't it?"

Neville's crying voice came out in a low voice, and the already tense atmosphere solidified at this moment.

"Yes," said Lupine, "a spooky ghost."

The fuzzy little wizards huddled together, especially behind Harry, who were piled up layer upon layer.

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Thank you for the 100 point coins rewarded by Niu nonniu, and thank you good brothers for your support.

Although the new outline hasn't been fully finished yet, I seem to have found some feeling that writing it is not as uncomfortable as it was a few days ago.

If there are no accidents today, there should be two chapters before twelve o'clock. I will write quickly when I come back from a meal.