Chapter 56: Strange Emotions

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As the petrified students returned to their original state, Hogwarts began to return to normal order, and the rumors of Dumbledore's expulsion were rampant, and the "truth" was revealed.

It's not enough to completely restore order, because after this incident, Lockhart, who played the role of "hero" in this turmoil, is said to have suffered a great impact on his spell casting by the head impact, not to say that he has become a squib, but the use of many magic is more or less hindered, this is the conclusion that Dumbledore gave to the outside world, so the defense against the dark arts class in the second half of the period was stopped, and even because of this turmoil, the school also decided to cancel the final exam, which should be really good news for some people.

"Well, I would have liked to watch Professor Lockhart beat up the old bat a few more times, but it seems that there is no chance now. Ron at the table, while taking food from the plate in front of him, sighed, seemed to be very sorry for Professor Lockhart's injury, it is said that because of this problem, their defense against the dark arts teacher will be replaced again next semester, and the dueling club will naturally not continue.

"Hermione, do you really not remember what happened?" asked Harry, a question he had asked many times, but the final answer was always Hermione's helpless shake of her head.

This time was no exception, she said, "I only remember some of the things before I took the pills, like the fact that you helped me distract Pansy." Her brow furrowed as she tried desperately to recall the incident. These days she was surrounded by compliments that she had shown a Gryffindor of courage, but she couldn't think of anything at all, which made her blush a little every time she received compliments, and she felt ashamed of it.

"It can't be a side effect of the polyjuice decoction, right?" Ron took a cup of honey tea and drank it, and said with annoyance, "If I had been there, I might have been able to make some use." ā€

"The compound decoction doesn't have this side effect. Hermione said, as if trying to prove that her memory was not in trouble, but her voice seemed to be louder, drawing the eyes of the students around her.

"Hermione, be quiet, Snape is looking this way. Harry looked around and saw Snape's annoying face looking this way.

"Don't worry. Hermione said, even though she kept her voice down, "I confessed to the headmaster. ā€

"What?" exclaimed Ron and Harry, almost jumping in fright.

"Isn't it okay now?" said Hermione, "it's always a mistake to steal, and we have no choice when it's imminent, but when it's over, we shouldn't hide it anymore, can we? Hermione's voice was lowered.

"Alright," Ron said helplessly. "Does the old bat know?" he asked, slightly worried.

"The principal has worked it out. Hermione said briskly.

"That's good. Harry let out a sigh of relief, he didn't want to be punished again for this in the future.

Suddenly, there was a sound of stools moving and colliding in the direction of the Slytherin dining table.

Ron glanced over there and scoffed, "The Slytherin students made him a hero." ā€

Naturally, Malfoy was the one who came to the diner, and many of the Slytherin students would stand up and salute him when they saw him, and some would even bow.

"They're definitely out of the house this year, and we still have Hermione's two hundred points. Harry said happily, not caring about the behavior of the Slytherin students.

Hermione looked at Malfoy not far away with a complicated expression, and then just fell silent.

"Professor, are there any side effects of the Polyjuice Potion?" Hermione approached Dumbledore after a class and asked, as she felt that something was wrong.

"Oh, Miss Granger, you seem to have something wrong with you?" asked Dumbledore in the middle of the hallway, shaking his silver-white beard.

"I found myself that something seemed to be wrong with my emotions. Hermione said, "You said it was Professor Lockhart who saved me, but I didn't want to see him at all, but I felt sick at the mention of him, what was going on?

"Hmm...," Dumbledore groaned, pondering for a moment, and then said to Hermione with a smile, "Well, as far as I know, Polyjuice Potion doesn't have this side effect, there is a saying that every wizard is a prophet, you might try to trust your instincts?" Miss Granger. ā€

Hermione was a little confused by this answer, but she felt that Dumbledore would not lie to herself, so she still chose to believe it, but she hesitated and said, "But is this rude, he obviously saved me, and he paid such a big price for it." ā€

"I'd say your idea is good, but now I don't think you can find out where his person is. Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders and expressed his frustration. "He's been transferred to St. Mungo's been transferred to St. Mungo, and if you will, you'll have to wait until the holidays to see him, and maybe he's getting ready for an interview right now. ā€

Dumbledore added, "Maybe at the end of the semester you'll have a chance to stand with him on the big stage in the Great Hall, and he'll be back, and we'll honor you both, and maybe you'll know better if you're really emotionally wrong." ā€

"Yes, Professor. Hermione nodded.

"Miss Granger, do you have any other emotional problems? Dumbledore asked.

Hermione's face froze, and then she said slowly, "Thank you for your concern, there are no other problems." ā€

"That's good. Dumbledore said with a smile, then turned around and dragged his voluminous robe in the direction of his office.

"Sorry Professor, I lied. Hermione silently apologized to Dumbledore in her heart.

Because in addition to the unwarranted ill feelings for Lockhart, she found that she didn't seem to hate the author of all this, and even had a hint of nothing...