It warmed up.

She took a breath and decided to read on.

Harry and Ron weren't here for a while, they were going to the library, and they were going to study the secrets of how to find the "relics" they had gotten.

After that, the three of them reunited to exchange experiences.

Hermione lifted her hand and flipped to the latest page of The Tales of the Poet Pedou, which was also the last story in the book.

The first line of words began to meet her eyes.

Once upon a time there were three brothers, at dawn......

Death broke a ..... from the river.

This story made her a little excited, and even subconsciously pinched the somewhat brittle pages.

The Elder Wand, the Cloak of Invisibility, the Resurrection Stone, and the Deathly Hallows, are these the keys to Voldemort's solution?

But after reading it, she was a little disappointed, she didn't know where the resurrection stone was, the Elder Wand was in Voldemort's hand, and the only clue was Harry's invisibility cloak.

Wait a minute, she'll have to ask Harry about his invisibility cloak.

Then, she exchanged the books on the coffee table with the books in her hands.

Now in my hand, it is the "Bard Aaron Observations and Stories", although it looks a little old, when I hold it in my hand, there is still a faint smell of ink.

Turning the title page, such a sentence popped up.

"Lucky readers, it's an honor to read this story. ”

"After fighting with the dragon for too long, I became a dragon myself, and the story I am going to tell today is also the last story I have seen and heard, and it is related to the evil dragon. ”

"The actual content of the story has nothing to do with my first sentence, it was just a casual remark I just said to show the depth of the story. ？”

This is a real collection of insights rather than a formal didactic book, and it is too cheap compared to the delicate binding of the Tales of the Poet Bean, which even has a cover sewn with gold thread.

A blurred silver smoke ran out of the book, and the image of a hippie smiling wizard emerged, and Hermione had to look up at her, a man in a loose millet robe, a tattered hat, a dead grass in his mouth, a wand at his waist, and a hoist, and then the smoke dissipated quickly.

She slowly shifted her gaze back to the book.

The first book is finished.

You can stay up until five o'clock in the morning today, about five to ten minutes a chapter, starting in the early hours of the morning.

More than 100,000 words, don't be too little, and I'm rare to code daily.

..........................................................................

See you again.

Don't talk about persuading me to be full-time, I haven't been full-time for more than two consecutive months, and I've been seven or eight months.

Chapter 372: A Little Trouble

Time does not speed up or slow itself down by people's demands, and this is the end of the "planned" trial.

Under the deliberate suppression, the news of Malfoy's "revenge" has not yet spread, but it has already been published in today's Daily Prophet, and it is waiting for those sturdy owls to deliver the news from these newspapers to every household.

Snowflake envelopes will be sprinkled on institutions today, announcing his return.

Malfoy himself made his way back to school in the early morning.

The Hogwarts Express trains generally only depart at a fixed time, such as when school starts and holidays, because there is a lot of student traffic at this time, and only this kind of train with a large passenger volume can meet the demand, and it usually does not start, which will cause a lot of waste.

The wizard's train, of course, consumes the wizard's energy, which does not mean that it can be squandered wantonly.

However, at Lucius's strong request, even if there was only one passenger this time, the express train was launched exceptionally.

For the sake of some pomp, but also to show its formality.

Narcissa also didn't want to see her children use the Floo Powder Network, which would become disgraced after using it.

To announce the return, it is always necessary to use the formal way.

The sky has not yet dawned, and there is still a dim scenery outside the window, a silence, only the metal symphony of the bottom of the train body, the steel wheels and the steel rails.

It seemed to be cold outside, the cold air condensed into a layer of mist attached to the inside of the window, Malfoy stretched out his index finger, and gently scratched it a few times, with the help of the faint light in the box, the scene outside the train was immediately clear.

Stretches of forest and mountains stretched along the railway, with no end in sight, and a thick mist shrouded them, with a faint eerie feeling, except for a few curves of great curvature, the train ran very smoothly most of the time.

It's dark at dawn.

He saw two or three owls fluttering their wings, lowering their flight trajectory, and moving side by side with the train.

Then, a glimmer of pre-dawn light began to emerge in the clouds, piercing the dim canopy of the sky, and swaying down wantonly, turning from darkness to light, shaking his eyes a little.

At this time, the train suddenly shook sharply a few times, and suddenly stopped, with a dull sound, as if it had hit something, and the owl, which was flying side by side outside the window, was frightened, and was startled away, and swooped into the forest beside it.

In fact, it is still inexplicably in line with the atmosphere of a horror story, a train with only one passenger, driving in the dark, and then the train breaks down and suddenly stops.

What happens next?

Nobody knows.

But horror stories are scary because the audience is ordinary people, and for wizards, it is unknown magic that is feared.

It seems that there is something wrong with the train, which is very rare for a train.

Malfoy closed his eyelids and waited for a moment, but he didn't start yet, and there was a faint sense of doubt in his heart.

He raised his wand and released a dull, yellowish ball from his cuff, surrounded by a black eyeball, which swirled in its sockets and glowed faintly yellow in the pitch-black carriage, the spoils of his adventures.

Be able to share a part of your field of vision with yourself.

Of course, the Patronus summoned by the Patronus Charm also has this effect, but it looks a little conspicuous and is not suitable for use in a dim environment, and it will also cause some level of exposure.

Shortly after it flew out, it had risen slightly to gain a wider field of vision, and at the very front of the train, the front of the locomotive had been smashed to pieces, the crimson iron sheet had been smashed into pieces, and the wheels had been jammed by the twisted tracks.

Several huge giants were still wielding the trunks of the uprooted giant trees, slamming them into the front of the express train, causing the entire carriage to shake with such force that the force of the impact made the entire carriage begin to shake.

Soon after, Malfoy heard the howls of some werewolves, and the sharp sound pierced through the glass of the car window, as if to shatter them, and after a few violent vibrations, a sharp roar reached his ears, and he turned desperately.

On the plain not far away, dozens of werewolves covered in manes roared and ran frantically towards the train.

"Fluorescent flicker!"

Malfoy immediately stood up from his seat and cast a lighting spell to move closer to the front of the train.

It could have been an ambush set by Voldemort, an ambush set against the students who were about to return.

How to look at it, both the time and the object are wrong.

Sure enough, you can't expect too much from the werewolf's IQ.

Today must have been an accident, they smelled the scent of the living, only a very small part of it came, it was their spontaneous behavior.

If it is really planned, it will definitely not be only such a small number, and one teacher can cope with it.

Most of the werewolves who obey Voldemort's orders lack wisdom and judgment, and most rely on instinct to act, and can understand some simple commands when needed.

They may have been encountered here in order to attack the students in advance when the train was returning to school.

But it was clear that time was not right, and that Malfoy had met the wrong people at the wrong time, and Malfoy decided not to entangle them.

He balanced his body, walked briskly through the carriages, reached the front of the car, and then opened the window, and the cold wind blew in immediately, as if a sharp knife was scraping his face.

Malfoy didn't care, but stretched out his wand and waved it continuously, and a faint and inconspicuous light flashed from the tip of the wand and then shot out.

The defensive instinct caused the giants to lift the trees to shield them, and the faint light of the spell was inconspicuous at the end of the day, but it was still blocked by the thick trees.

But they don't understand the meaning of the spell, or they wouldn't have done it.

Because the mantra is - "Restore to the original!"

A powerful force spontaneously came from the trunk of the tree in their hands, and directly broke free from the grip of the giants, and flew towards the misty jungle not far away.

They stared at their empty hands stupidly, their eyes glazed over, as if they didn't understand what was happening.

It took his strength to pull out the broken weapon, why did he suddenly fly away again.

Then something even more bizarre happened in their eyes, the broken pieces of iron scattered near the track miraculously jumped up on their own, as if an invisible palm quickly reassembled and quickly restored them.

The sudden whistle of the train startled them again, and the werewolf was frightened and retreated like a tide.

The giant looked at the train that had accumulated kinetic energy and subconsciously let go of his body, and took a few steps back.

After all, there is no formed resistance to organize

Malfoy didn't want to spend too much time with them.

He was inexplicably sad now.

This means that he may not be able to make it to breakfast at Hogwarts, and a ritualistic return should be missed, which can be postponed until the evening.

There may have been some problems with the first lesson.

"Being late on the first day back to school doesn't bode well. Malfoy returned to his seat, looked out the window at the receding scenery, and sighed inwardly.

Most of the werewolves who obey Voldemort's orders lack wisdom and judgment, and most rely on instinct to act, and can understand some simple commands when needed.

But obviously, the time was not right, and the wrong person was met at the wrong time.

tossed like this for a while, delaying him a lot of time.

Predictably, the Hogwarts Express route is not necessarily safe.

Chapter 373: Transfiguration Class Exam

While Malfoy was still sitting on the long-delayed express train, watching the scenery along the way, breakfast time for the Hogwarts students began.

The window above the auditorium was opened, and the owl sent today's Daily Prophet into the school.

"I remember April Fool's Day long gone. Ron tossed the latest issue of the Daily Prophet on his desk, his face as ugly as if he had just swallowed dozens of slugs, making him sick to his stomach, even if his favorite food was in front of his eyes, he didn't want to take a bite

He pointed at the soup-soaked Daily Prophet, which had been covered with a full page of reports about how Malfoy had been forced away by a hard-line Dumbledore.

"What we can foresee is how Mr. Malfoy, who was still a minor, was forced by that authority to make a radical act of resistance. The report said.

"Does that mean he's coming back to class today? No punishment at all? It's the funniest joke I've ever seen. ”

"That's ridiculous!"

Harry looked numb, but not as excited as Ron, and he was still immersed in the grief of Dumbledore's death.

"That's how his dad is said to have gotten away with it. Ron said indignantly.

"When I was in the second year, the basilisk in the secret room also said that he had been caught in the Imperius curse!"

"Weasley, loud noise, Gryffindor deduct ten. "It wasn't Snape who deducted points, it was Professor McGonagall.

It can be seen that she is not in a good mood.

There is no way to refuse a hard order from the Ministry of Magic.

From a teacher's point of view, she wanted to believe that the student was okay.

But she was also there at the time, Malfoy's eyes were clear, it didn't look like he was being manipulated by the Imperius Curse, if he was really innocent, he would definitely not have acted like this,

She also believed that Dumbledore could not have allowed any innocent student to be wronged.

But now, Dumbledore ......

She coughed a few times, seemed to choke on the hot tea, and with her keen and majestic eyes, she looked around at the students at the long tables on all sides.

These are the objects she is trying to protect.

She had to pull herself together, no matter what, people can't indulge in sadness, the school still has to run, and the classes still have to go on.

The morning meeting was over, the students dispersed, and for the fifth-year Gryffindor and Slytherin students, the first lesson was hers.

"Today we're going to have a quiz. ”

Professor McGonagall walked briskly into the classroom, and with a wave of her wand, a stack of parchment on the lectern flew to the table in front of everyone's seats.

Then the black handwriting gradually emerged from the blank paper.

Exam questions about the Transfiguration course.

"Hmm—" she glanced out of the classroom.

The rectangular lectern in front of him suddenly became shorter, shrunk, and two teams of side-by-side wheels were added to the flat foothold, and then one staggered and rolled under the podium, shook it a few times, and then stood still.

"Alright, Mr. Malfoy, this is your place. She beckoned to the door.

Hearing the name, Pansy, who was sitting in her seat, immediately pricked up her ears, raised her head sharply, and then quickly but hesitantly confirmed.

All the students in the room whispered.

Malfoy beckoned and smiled in Pansy's direction, then found the only empty seat Professor McGonagall had made for him.

"Silence!" Professor McGonagall waved her wand, and the four movements immediately fell silent.

A spell that is unique to the exam room.

"I'll leave it to the end of the exam. ”

"Okay, the Transfiguration test has begun, and the direction of the exam has made some predictions, hoping that you can get the results that meet your expectations, and it is also a test of your own level. Professor McGonagall said