Hermione looked at a small pot of finished potions, the potions in the pot were very clear, as smooth as a smooth ancient mirror, according to the "Powerful Potion", this is the state of the finished potion, she still can't believe that she has completed such a difficult potion on her own. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The euphoria and pride only lasted for a moment, and then a sense of panic ensued, the use of the elixir was strictly restricted by the Ministry of Magic, and there was even a special legal provision that sometimes even when used on prisoners, it had to be used with caution because it violated the privacy of others.

Just as no one wants to be remembered by a deed, once you are tricked, all your secrets cannot be hidden in front of others, which is even more unacceptable than physical nakedness.

Physical nakedness only brings shame, and spiritual nakedness can have far less simple consequences.

"If I find out, I'll probably be fired. Hermione looked down helplessly at the fact that poor Professor Snape's private warehouse where he stored his materials had been visited by her again.

Whatever the reason, stealing is never commendable, even if it's against the annoying Snape.

Her heart was constantly at war between heaven and man, until now, if she pulled back from the precipice, she might be able to act as if nothing had happened.

But the doubts in her heart could never be dispelled, and Harry's safety might not be guaranteed, it was her best friend, and the uneasiness and premonition in her heart prompted her to make a decision.

As if she had suddenly made up her mind, Hermione pulled out a delicate and transparent glass bottle from her pocket, and then carefully poured the potion from the crucible into it without leaking a drop.

"Myrtle, can you do me a favor?" asked Hermione as she walked over to the toilet where Myrtle was sitting.

Actually, this female ghost is very easy to deal with, as long as you praise her from the bottom of your heart, it turns out that they often make her cry just because Peeves will often show up when she shouldn't be there, and then tear down the stage.

In order to prevent this from happening, Hermione also went out of her way to ask Professor Lupin how to deal with Peeves, and after Professor Lupin taught her a spell, Peeves did not dare to go near the bathroom again.

She gets along quite well with Myrtle these days, and she will tell Myrtle what hairstyles are popular in the wizarding world now, what girls girls like to dress up nowadays, even if Myrtle has become a ghost, she is still full of interest in these. Perhaps this is the nature of all women, even if it means nothing to her long since she is dead, but Myrtle still enjoys it.

When she died, she was just a young girl with fantasies about the future.

As long as you can communicate with someone, you can always impress the other party with your sincerity.

Hermione also used the knowledge she had learned to analyze Myrtle's condition, and the crying, pretentious, and annoying actions she sometimes made were just a way for her to protect herself, as long as she could be disgusted by everyone, then they would hide from her, and she wouldn't be hurt.

Except for the mischievous Peeves.

"Is your medicine ready?" Myrtle floated up from the toilet, she was heartily happy for Hermione, floating in the air with a hint of a smile, the thick lenses were admiring eyes, but there was also a little sadness in her tone, she knew that maybe Hermione wouldn't be here for too long after this time, she knew that a large part of the reason Hermione chose this place was just because it was quiet and there were few people.

"Thank you for taking care of you these days. Hermione said sincerely, she remembered that she had been here last year, and Ron and Harry had been making the Polyjuice Potion here, but at that time she was treated like air, except that the well water did not interfere with the river water.

Myrtle was always crying sadly, and then hid in the corner and silently watched their behavior, silently, or stayed in the toilet room at the end, and a person did not know what to do.

This time she came alone, but she gained the friendship of Myrtle.

"According to the characteristics of the book, it should be completed. Hermione nodded slightly, but soon frowned slightly, and the determination she had just made began to waver again, and what she had to do next was to take a lot of risks.

"I might need you to do me a favor. Hermione took a deep breath and said to Myrtle.

"What's the help?" Myrtle's heart hung in the air as she heard Hermione's serious tone, she was just a ghost now, without a physical body, and couldn't help her friends much at all.

Myrtle's first thought was not whether it would be difficult to help, but whether she could help Hermione.

"Can you help me verify the effectiveness of my potions?" Hermione asked slowly, and when she finished speaking, she felt like all her strength was drained, and the sense of detachment spread to every corner of her body.

"But I don't have a physical body. Myrtle said with some sadness, she was just a poor ghost, and she was not capable of helping Hermione verify the efficacy.

"I'm here to try it myself, but I need your help with the process. Hermione's right hand suddenly clenched the vial full of truth spitting, and her eyes were now full of determination.

She decided to trust the ghost in front of her and allow herself to open up to her completely.

"What should I do?" Myrtle said with some trepidation, her instincts telling her that this was a very important thing for Hermione, that she was afraid that she would mess everything up, and that her only friend would leave her, and Peeves might even laugh at her in a funny tone, "Oh, Myrtle that no one cares about, Myrtle that no one likes, Myrtle who can't help." ”

"You just have to ask me questions. Hermione looked at Myrtle with encouraging eyes, her tone full of trust.

Myrtle is a ghost and can't experiment, so the only choice is herself, and even if Myrtle can be a substitute, Hermione's heart can't accept letting her friends take risks, because it's her own choice.

It takes a lot of courage to open your heart to another person.

Hermione then explained her plans to Myrtle in detail, and Myrtle almost cried with emotion after hearing this, if she could shed tears.

"I promise not to live up to your trust. Myrtle said with tears in her eyes, excited that the girl in front of her trusted her so much.

Hermione then picked up a silver spoon from her pile of potions-making tools, and shook the crystal bottle filled with the truth potion slightly, pulling the cork out and tilting the bottle.

Compared to the viscosity of the compound decoction, the Truth Brewing Agent is very clear, which allows Hermione to be more precise in the amount of dosage.

One drop, no, half a drop is enough.

The clear, colorless liquid lay quietly in the spoon, and Hermione said to Myrtle, "Thank you for your help." Then she raised her head and drank the potion she had concocted.

Myrtle looked at Hermione in horror, and her big eyes full of brilliance suddenly became godless, as if her soul had been completely sucked away.

"Calm down, calm down, that's normal, Hermione told me. Myrtle admonished herself, forcing herself to calm down.

"What's your name?" asked Myrtle, tentatively.

"Hermione Jane Granger. Hermione's voice was machine-free without emotion.

Myrtle felt herself trembling all over, this was the shiver of fear, and it was so frightening that a person who was alive just now became a wooden man who could answer all questions.

"Thankfully, it's only temporary. Myrtle thought to herself, then resisted the discomfort in her heart and asked, "What is your greatest fear?"

"Professor McGonagall sent me a failing paper. Again, the answer was mechanical.

"What's the name of your best friend?"

Hermione's eyelids began to tremble, which seemed like something very important to her, but it was only for a moment before she blurted out, "Harry Potter and Ron Weasley." ”

It's not a secret to her, it's an important thing at best.

"Ah, what do I see, you guys seem to be playing something very interesting, Muggle truth or dare?" I remember hearing from the Weasley twins. A myrtle's voice rang in her ears.

"What are you going to do, Peeves?" Myvese subconsciously took a step back, for Peeves would always say things that made her sad and painful, such as "Fat Pony Myrtle, ugly Myrtle, Poor crying, sullen Myrtle", and would play all sorts of pranks on her, but she quickly stepped back on her feet, because she suddenly realized that the friend behind her was now in a very bad state, and she had to stand up to her, which was her own promise.

Perhaps today's Myrtle is particularly brave, Peeves straightens his gray and black peaked hat, and then formally says, "There is never a place in Hogwarts Castle that Peeves dare not go, let alone the ugly, timid Myrtle's bathroom." Peeves paused, glancing at Myrtle with his round eyes, but he didn't see the emotion he was thinking.

In the past, if he had come to play tricks on Myrtle, she would have been scared into getting into the toilet seat

"But you shamelessly asked the teacher for help, and asked Peeves what he feared the most, but did you naively think that Peeves would really be trapped outside by such a little spell?" he said with his big mouth open and indignant, and then suddenly giggled, "Are you exchanging secrets, I've seen girls from other houses like to play this superficial game. His treacherous eyes began to glow, as if he had discovered something new.

"Ah, Myrtle, beautiful Myrtle, forgiving Myrtle, I won't laugh at you anymore, can you tell me what you're doing now?" asked Peeves sincerely.

"Have mercy, sympathetic myrtle, poor Peeves is agonizing over the unfulfilled curiosity of his curiosity. Peeves took off the hat he was wearing, folded his hands, and bowed as his short body floated into the air.

"No, no, no. Myrtle's head shook like a rattle, and she refused again and again. She wouldn't trust this Peeves who lied like eating and drinking.

"Oh, cruel myrtle. Peeves' head drooped in disappointment, but he grinned and said, "But when have you ever seen Peeves play a prank and ask for permission?"

Pipsqueak fell from the sky and grimaced, like the impact speed of a cannonball, and swooped in Hermione's direction, and Myrtle screamed in fright to dodge.

"Oh, what are the secrets of the young girl's heart?" Peeves muttered to Hermione, looking at Hermione, barely conscious, with her eyes open

"The color of the underwear you're wearing today?, how could Peeves ask such a tasteless question?" Peeves patted his head with his hand in annoyance.

"Peeves should ask more mischievous questions, oops, Myrtle, can you give me some advice?" Peeves looked up at Myrtle, who was cowering to the side.

"No, don't. Myrtle could only shake her head desperately, but without a physical body, she couldn't get rid of the physical Peeves. There is a weak heart.

"Oops, Peeves suddenly thought of a brilliant question!" Peeves suddenly cried out with delight, his eyes full of slyness.

"Hermione Granger, do you have any heterosexual peers you admire right now?" Peeves asked bluntly.

How can a teenager's hazy love for the opposite sex be easily known to others?

"No!" Myrtle cried out in despair, feeling that she had failed Hermione's expectations of her.

Peeves looked at Hermione expectantly, hoping that he would get some amazing secret so that his heart would be greatly satisfied.

"Vadi Vasi!" Hermione gave Peeves the only answer.

The cork on the ground suddenly shot at Peeves like bullets, and it shot into Peeves' laughing mouth, and Peeves choked and coughed violently.

"You'll get revenge for Peeves' pranks!" Peeves said one last word, and drifted away in the direction of the bathroom.

"Are you awake, Hermione?" Myrtle asked, surprised, and then her face filled with guilt that she hadn't succeeded in stopping Peeves.

"Hmm. Hermione nodded in reply, her eyes now clear, and she was glad that she had only tried a little bit of the elixir before she woke up in the nick of time.

However, Peeves' last question to her was that she had the answer in her heart that the effect of the medicine completely disappeared.

This means that she only used the firing spell against Peeves when she stopped at the last minute to say her answer.

And that answer has been deeply engraved in her heart.

She didn't dare and didn't want to believe it.

"I've got to go now. Hermione said that she would now rather the truth potion was ineffective.