The four gay friends in the dormitory don't have the invisible pillars of the twins to support them in working happily. After all, the job of being a manure picker... is really a bit disgusting.
Manure fermented with the excrement of magical creatures cannot be stirred by magic. The wizard's magic will destroy the purely natural and magical effect. There was once an unlucky man who was imprisoned and used magic spells to cheat his death. After he was discovered, he was cheating and slipping. The guy's sentence was immediately served, and the full sixteen months of labor was the longest punishment in the history of Hogwarts.
After all, those manures have a price. Although Hagrid can get some rare ones, such as unicorn specialties, Professor Sprout needs a large amount, which involves the issue of purchase. Sixteen hundred galleons of fertilizer were offset by sixteen months of work. In the final analysis, it was the student who made the profit. After all, it was quite difficult to find a job of one hundred galleons a month outside.
The middle-level employees of the Ministry of Magic, that is, the small heads of small departments like Mr. Weasley, earn only 70 Galleons a month. Unless they are students with excellent grades and become Aurors, the monthly salary of others after graduation is basically 30 Galleons. The unlucky guy who got a 'high-paying' job before he turned fifty went through a long period of pain, but after graduation, he relied on his skills to get a technician position in the Magic Fertilizer Factory. It can be considered a blessing in disguise.
At a quarter to twelve, the finally liberated people left Greenhouse No. 11 exhausted. The energetic twins trotted towards the Care of Magical Creatures classroom not far away. Their Ball Escape Bird He was raised there by Professor Keltburn. Once the two of them finished their work, they would go there immediately. The fluffy blue ball was the best stimulant to soothe their hearts.
"I swear, no matter how short of money I am in the future, I will never accept the task of mixing fertilizer on the notice board..."
Justin, who was a little depressed, kept wiping his hands. Although he had washed them, he still couldn't accept it.
"It's just a matter of mixing the fertilizer. It's not a big deal, Justin."
Rolf, who has been dealing with magical creatures since he was a child, naturally doesn't care. Although he is a bit intimidated, he can accept it. Neville has always had a good sense for herbalism, and things like fertilizer can't ruin his mood. Sooner or later he will be exposed to it. There is no need to contradict things.
And Harry was even more indifferent. He had handled eighty if not one hundred prey with his own hands. Those fish were good things, but they had to be handled cleanly, especially when doing the nine-turn large intestine. Nothing should be retained. This taste requires carefulness and patience.
"But I still feel..." Justin, who felt a little like vomiting, subconsciously wanted to cover his mouth, but the wonderful smell left on it made him retch out with a 'wow' sound. The clothes he was wearing must be He couldn't take it any more. His face was so pale that he could hardly walk.
"How about fighting fire with fire?"
Harry suddenly came up with a bad idea.
"It's too much to bury Justin in a manure pit, don't, Harry."
With a smirk on his face, Rolf put his arm around Justin's shoulders. This devilish voice made the gentle boy almost sit down on the ground.
"Do you think I'm a devil?" Harry rolled his eyes and said angrily, "I mean, since we've done this, why don't we make a comparison."
"Humans, when they see similar people who are worse off than themselves, they can always find something to comfort themselves in their hearts."
"Is there anything worse than playing with shit?"
Justin, whose face was pale, looked unbelievable.
"The world's great wonders."
Harry shook his head slightly and nodded to Justin, "The BBC made a documentary before, called Magical India."
"The India of the East India Company?" Justin raised an eyebrow, "I remember that it was rich in spices."
"Yes, it is that magical country. In Andhra Pradesh, every year during the Ujadi Festival, which is their New Year, on the second day, they will come to the streets and add water or water to the cow dung they collected previously. The cow urine is mixed well, and then a rich-smelling dung festival begins. On that day, cow dung and slippers fly together, and cow urine and the Ganges are the same color."
"yue...."
"Don't be anxious to vomit, it's not going to stop." Harry continued energetically, "In that magical country, cow dung and cow urine are considered to be the magic medicine that can cure all diseases. If you are sick, take it and it will cure all diseases. The sick people eat to keep fit, and a cup of sacred cow urine every day strengthens the Indians. They even make cow dung biscuits, and the sales are amazing..."
"Stop talking, stop talking, please stop talking..."
Justin, whose face was turning green, finally stopped retching. After knowing that there was such a thing in the world, it didn't seem unacceptable to stir up the manure. After all, he just touched it with his hands. It's not as good as eating it directly.
"Are you feeling better now?"
Harry, whose smirk reached to his ears, said coquettishly, "How could you miss this opportunity to comfort me?"
"I missed you!"
Justin, who no longer wanted to talk to Harry, turned his head with a dead look on his face. He didn't want to talk to this bastard anymore.
"Oh, what's for lunch? Brown sugar mashed potatoes? Stewed chickpeas? Or..."
"I'm going to kill you! Harry Potter! Let go of Rove! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!"
With a look of madness on his face, Justin bared his teeth and claws and rushed towards Harry. However, the bitch in front twisted his waist and spread his long legs to throw him so hard that he couldn't even eat the dirt. After a while, he was so tired that he was out of breath. Justin was carried on Harry's shoulder with one hand.
"Zhen Zhengzhen, why don't you hurry up and exercise? With your small body now, if a girl blindly falls in love with you in the future, can you do it, Xigou?"
"I...I...I! (%￥&￥￥&￥#)"
Amidst Harry's wild laughter, Justin, who was completely confused, chose to pretend to be dead. It was indeed his misfortune in his life to know such a bastard.
But after being exhausted to death, Justin no longer felt as depressed as before. He just helped the professor. There were many people in the school who had done this. He was so hungry that he no longer had the thought of being unable to eat. , some of what Harry said was quite right. With his weak little body, he seemed to be a little less masculine. Being bookish was a good thing, but he couldn't be helpless.
Harry felt quite happy after being the slut who harmed his friends. Before that, he had always seemed a little alienated from other classmates. After all, his mental age was far older than others, and he occupied such a young body but did so much. Mature things, sometimes it is a very happy thing to free your mind and feel the vitality of young people.
After washing myself, changing into clean clothes, and filling my stomach with a sumptuous lunch, it was a fruitful day that I will never forget.
"Since you want to seek excitement..." Harry glanced at the Nimbus 2000 leaning against the bedside, "Then just do it to the extreme."
"Get ready for a new storm, Quidditch!"
"The big devil is coming!"
