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Madam Pomfrey was setting up Lady Loris in front of one of the special hospital beds with the curtain drawn, she applied a fluorescent potion to Lady Loris, and then turned to see the three of them.

"You're here for that little girl, she's just gone, and I'm guessing she's going to look for you too, so let's go, how many more times will I see you in a semester," Madam Pomfrey urged.

Harry and the others had no choice but to go out.

As soon as he entered the hallway, Ron spread his hands and shouted helplessly: "Where did she run again, last time, she didn't know where she went when you were injured, she came out so late" Ron was still thinking about it.

Hermione said insightfully, "Vio probably had something special, and I think she's dealing with a lot of things on her own. ”

Harry chewed on the meaning of Hermione's words, "So, you agree, Vio might be able to hear that voice too?"

"She didn't even tell us she could hear!" Ron looked a little alarmed and surprised, "but she's just as unlikely as you would be to do such a thing, right?"

"I have a proposal, why don't you ask her in person?"

"Needless to say, if we really ask something that we can't accept," Ron replied as a matter of course, suddenly realizing that the question was not Hermione or Harry's The three of them looked at each other for a second, and finally turned around with their heads down, Vio was standing in front of them, looking calm, but no one dared to look up at her.

"VIO fact, in fact we were about to ask you, but we didn't see you in the hospital. Hermione explained with some stammering. She felt a little weak, but soon became rational again, "Where have you been?"

"We thought you were trapped there by Filch as Lady Loris's special caretaker. We really shouldn't talk about you behind your back.

"However, you are not allowed to be angry this time, you have not yet explained to us about joining the Slytherin team without permission!"

"Good, it's Hermione.

VIO didn't expect her to be a scoundrel and also have a good hand, so she immediately stopped and replied honestly: "Professor Sprout also came here just now."

She wanted to see the extent of Madame Loris's petrification and consider whether she should plant more mandrakes, so I took the opportunity to ask her a question. ”

"Oh my God, you've got to make it clear this time, I'll just say she must have a secret she didn't tell us, okay? Ron?" Hermione smirked at Ron.

Harry looked around, then said, "Let's go, go back to the common room." ”

After the meeting, Vio didn't find the diary in his bedroom.

However, the defensive spell she cast on the outside of the drawer left a charred mark that someone had forcibly broken with black magic.

Compared to the trace, Vio was even a little glad that the journal was taken while she was away, not while she was asleep or not noticing, so that she would be a hundred times more dangerous.

Hermione spent many days in the library, not only doing it herself, but also demanding that Vio do the same.

Today too.

After the Charms lesson, Vio hurriedly packed his bag and trotted down the stairs, crashing into Harry and Hufflepuff boy Justin Finchrie at the statue in front of the library.

Harry picked her up and was about to open his mouth to greet her and Justin, when the boy turned and fled in the opposite direction when he saw him, winking at Vio for some reason.

"What's the situation?" asked Vio, looking at his back, for some reason. "I still have the smell of a big dung bomb left over from the Imitation Scent Curse?"

Harry shook his head, "It's because of me," he pointed to his ear, "I can hear you can't hear it." ”

Vio reacted, pretended not to hear, and dragged him into the library.

There weren't many people in the library at noon, but Ron and Hermione took their seats in the last row.

As they walked over, Ron was measuring his history of magic homework with a ruler.

This is the second essay on the "Encyclopedia of Wizards of Medieval Europe," following the last three-foot-taller paper assigned by Professor Binns.

"Come and see, I can't believe it, it's eight inches away," Ron said angrily, and as soon as he let go, the straightened parchment rolled into a roll again.

He looked at the bookshelf behind him, making sure Hermione wasn't paying attention, then reached for her homework, "Take your hand away, you shameless guy!"

The book scolded him, and his voice was exactly the same as Hermione's.

Ron's face flushed, and he muttered, "Just look, Hermione said she wrote four feet seven inches, and besides, her handwriting has always been small." ”

"Is she on the bookshelf over there?" asked Harry with a smile, grabbing a tape measure and spreading out his own homework.

"Yes, who would have thought she would cast such a loud annoying spell," Ron tugged at his parchment in exasperation, trying to develop its malleability and make his homework longer.

"What did you write?" asked Vio, putting down his bag and holding his notebook.

"A lot, like Nicola May, Nefari the Red Witch, Morgan Le Fay, Morgan-Lefay, Morgana, Gandalf and so on. Ron said.

"You didn't write about Merlin, his legends and deeds are enough to write three books!" Vio reminded.

"But he's a Slytherin," Ron argued unconvinced.

"Harry, I'd like to give this fellow of yours a big A in the history of magic, and I'll go see Hermione. ”

Vio said, rolling his eyes unabashedly, then got up and walked over to the bookshelf.

Harry slowly enlightened Ron. "To be fair, Slytherin can make some great noises, too"

"Dark wizard!" Ron said, but then he felt a wave of remorse, "Hey, can I blame me for this, buddy? She doesn't do anything bad, I always forget she's a Slytherin!"

"It shows that people really matter," Harry said, relieved.

He'd been wondering for the past few days, could the "Heir of Slytherin" have something to do with the voice he heard, could he be the evil Heir of the Chamber of Secrets, saddled with the hope of destroying people like Hermione?

But every time he saw Vio's presence, he felt indifferent to the fact that the Sorting Hat had tried to assign him to Slytherin.

If he really had the misfortune to become the heir of Slytherin and opened the Chamber of Secrets without his knowledge, he would definitely not give up the possibility of being a good man. (To be continued.) "Elegy for Glory" only represents the author's point of view, if its content is found to be in violation of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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