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Chapter 827 Who Is Eating Snail Noodles? !



Chapter 827 Who Is Eating Snail Noodles? !

Chapter 827 Who Is Eating Snail Noodles? !

There was a muffled din, like distant thunder.

Then came the sound of chaotic footsteps, and the loud chatting and laughing of the students after they had finished their food and drink.

The little wizards pushed and crowded into the aisle from both ends, but soon stopped.

A smell so rich that it reached a lethal level spread across the entire floor.

"What is the taste?"

"It stinks!"

"It's so eye-catching!"

Everyone talked a lot, and Qiu, who had already made up the seeming measures, clearly knew what was going on, but still shouted in confusion on purpose:

"Who is eating snail noodles?!"

William glanced at her with small eyes, you are too dark, aren't you?

Sure enough, some students immediately asked curiously.

"What is snail powder?"

"Is it delicious?"

"A traditional delicacy from the Eastern Continent." Qiu didn't know what kind of hatred he had, so he continued to "Amway":

"It smells delicious, and it tastes even more fragrant. The fragrance can be smelled half a mile away. I will send some to my family. You can try it next time."

Everyone agreed one after another, insisting on tasting this superb delicacy.

William is also speechless, this smell... you can discuss food with gusto?

However, Qiu can't be blamed for being so deliberate, there is a reason for it.

During the summer vacation, she ate snail noodles at the Akali mysterious store.

After she finished soaking, the customers in the entire room disappeared... When she ate half of it, half of the customers in Diagon Alley were gone.

The whole street was as desolate as if it had been invaded by Death Eaters.

The old man Ollivander next door even ran over to ask if the toilet in their store was blown up?

The worst thing is William's bobo tea.

Qiu went out to explain, and when she came back, she saw Bobocha picking up its cat litter and putting it into the bowl of snail noodles.

That action is like burying its own feces at ordinary times.

Qiu still remembers Bobo Cha's disgusted eyes, as if she was shocked that she actually ate poop!

disgusting!

Although not lethal, it is extremely insulting.

Since then, Qiu has become a firm snail fan black.

"But why do I feel that the septic tank exploded?" Someone finally questioned.

"Yes, it does smell very familiar."

Someone expressed familiarity, so don't ask, this must be a student above the sixth grade.

When they were in first grade, they experienced such a terrible septic tank explosion.

The protagonist Hufflepuff, Sharpie, has lost the right to choose a spouse for six years, and has yet to find a boyfriend.

Even if he took a step back, wronged his sexual orientation, and found a girlfriend... he couldn't find it at all.

"What happened?"

Led by Myrtle, Filch came over.

Mrs. Norris and Miss Alice followed him, but halfway there, they sneezed a few times and ran away.

Filch also covered his nose, and shouted towards the bathroom:

"Listen, people inside, you're surrounded.

You bombed the toilet. This behavior has seriously affected the daily life of the teachers and students of Hogwarts.

This administrator hereby formally warns, hand over the toilet, and release the hostage Professor Umbridge.

This is your only way out! "

But no one answered.

"Get out of the way, what's going on?" Malfoy walked over arrogantly, pushing and shoving several freshmen.

Goyle and Crabbe followed him.

"I'm a prefect, hurry up and go back to sleep! Malfoy acted like Percy, and said arrogantly, "Otherwise I'll deduct points..."

"Ahhh!" He covered his eyes and nose. "What stinks?!"

"There are good things, right inside." Myrtle laughed. "It's a baby, you can get it by pushing the door!"

Malfoy covered his nose and walked over boldly.

He remembered that three years ago, it was here that the message from the secret room appeared, and Filch was attacked.

Maybe, this time, the secret room was opened again?

The stink... Could it be a Slytherin test?

As soon as Malfoy's head became hot, he approached the bathroom and motioned for Goyle to kick the door open.

Gore stepped down, and the door was actually very strong and did not move at all.

"You two smash together!" Malfoy ordered again.

Goyle and Crabbe exchanged glances, banging on the wooden door.

Bang bang bang!

After repeating it more than a dozen times, the door panel finally couldn't support it and was directly knocked open.

In an instant, a large amount of sewage gushed out.

Malfoy ran away, but was knocked into the water by the immense and endless momentum, and a splash of water burst out suddenly.

He drank several sips of water with taste, and shouted: "I can't swim...help me... hurry up..."

But the students ran away, away from the body of water where the excrement was evident.

William waved his wand, erecting a protective barrier in front of everyone, and the water level slowly dropped.

I saw Umbridge swimming in feces in a very standard breaststroke posture.

Occasionally, I can still use freestyle and dog planing postures... so uncomfortable.

If Hogwarts holds a staff swimming championship, Umbridge can definitely compete with Dumbledore for the championship.

Hey, why does it feel like the water level has dropped?

When she looked up, she saw hundreds of students gathered around, staring at her.

Shock... fear... admiration... the list goes on and on.

No... that kid, you have envy in your eyes, you must be serious!

She also saw Colin Creevey of Gryffindor, taking pictures with his camera.

You like to take pictures, don't you?

Are you interested in taking pictures?

Okay, find a chance, let's shoot alone!

Umbridge didn't think too much, and quickly tilted his head, pretending to pass out.

At this time, what should I do if I don’t feel dizzy?Do you just stand up like this and walk to your office like no one else?

Umbridge is a respectable man and wants this face!

Qiu was full of bad water, "concerned" said:

"Professor Umbridge seems to be choking. Someone give her artificial respiration, or she will die soon."

Hearing her words, the students retreated even faster.

Don't be funny, Umbridge is already marinated...Who dares to use artificial respiration?

It's just not pickled... No one is willing to give her artificial respiration!

It's not even counted as being brave for righteousness, that's called self-mutilation!

"Malfoy, aren't you a prefect? ​​Hurry up and show off your style and give Professor Umbridge artificial respiration." Qiu Youda kidnapped him.

Malfoy couldn't help throwing up, especially after taking several big gulps.

Dumbledore arrived on the scene, followed by many other teachers.

Everyone looked at Professor McGonagall.To be honest, she is quite suspicious.

Of course, the most suspected one was Professor Trelawney. She made a prophecy during the day and it came true at night.

I'm afraid I didn't really drop my head!

Dumbledore didn't approach either, but raised his wand, and the whole ground was clean in an instant.

But the smell in the air...hasn't dissipated yet.

Peeves also came, floating in the air, singing and laughing:

"It's her, it's her,

it's her

Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts—Old Toad! "

Dumbledore approached Umbridge, pointed his wand at her, and asked after a moment, "Do you know who attacked you?"

Umbridge couldn't pretend to be dead anymore, she slowly raised her head, looked at Peeves resentfully, and said, "Peeves did it!"

Peeves was doing somersaults in the air, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

Damn...it's so annoying!

It's all on me... I don't have a Halloween dinner that doesn't go awry!

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(Please recommend tickets, everyone.)

(End of this chapter)


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