Finally calmed Hermione's mood, after watching her go back to the girls' dormitory, Darren took out "Wizarding Weekly" from her school bag, Rita, this bastard, last time Hagrid used her bosom friend body to slap hermione, she doesn't have a long memory, dare to hack our Hermione, really think that no one cares about the wizarding world, let her do whatever she wants?

Darren first wrote a letter to Bill, asking him to find Penelope and buy "Wizarding Weekly" directly with the money, and asked the editor-in-chief to get out of the way with the editor in charge of Rita's article. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then, Darren began to prepare "black materials", but not Rita's, because although she likes to spread rumors, even if these are turned out, it is not a big deal, there is no "infringement of the right to reputation" in the wizarding world, even if she conceals that she is Animagus, it is not a big deal, at most it is a penalty, and she will definitely not be sent to Azkaban, except for these two, the Ministry of Magic has no punishment types.

In fact, Darren is "helping" Rita sort out Voldemort's "black materials...... Starting from the secret room in Hogwarts the year before last, I pulled out Voldemort's original name was Tom Riddle, and sold Malfoy by the way, and then Tom Riddle's name found the Gaunt family, and saw that the number of words was about the same, it should be enough for Rita to be listed on Voldemort, in fact, it doesn't have to be so troublesome, just hinting here that Malfoy did those things, it's enough for Rita to be busy!

When the time comes, let Rita explain to the Death Eaters and Voldemort that "the reader has the right to know the truth......

The next day, as Darren expected, after school in the afternoon, Snape had someone come to him to the Potions classroom to "think" about solving Malfoy's problem, and he told him about closed goggles and masks.

Snape, who had listened contemptuously, slowly became solemn, "It can filter the air from bad gases," he said to Darren, "Is there really such an item?"

"I don't know if it's filtered, but at least it's guaranteed that no liquids and powders will enter the body through the mouth, nose and eyes. ”

"Well," Snape nodded, pondering for a long time, and waving his hand, "Alright, you go, what kind of mask and blindfold, hurry up and make it for me to see." ”

Snape would have this reaction, and Darren was not surprised at all, because masks and fully enclosed eye patches are extremely meaningful, not to mention what they can provide, the shielding of liquid and powder solids, this protection ability alone is very important, if there was this, Moxie would not always make himself black, at least he can save his face.

On the one hand, the potions that are prepared by him must be very high-grade potions, which must be very complicated to boil and prone to accidents, on the other hand, he can invent and improve potion formulas, and when it is operated, how dangerous it is!

Snape was easily handled, and when Darren came out of the Potions classroom, he saw a familiar figure around the corner of the hallway, it was Hermione, who was waiting there.

Darren pulled her up and walked slowly down the hallway together, suddenly, he remembered that he hadn't seen Twinkle for a long time, and he didn't know how she was now, and Hermione didn't push S-P-E-W anymore, just enough to go together, and let Twinkle recognize people first.

It was not a short walk from the Potions classroom to the Hogwarts kitchen, and after a while, they saw Darren and Hermione, and the house-elves welcomed them as they always cheerfully, bowing, curtsy, and hurriedly preparing refreshments for them, and in them, Darren was delighted to see the sparkle.

Now she was in much better spirits than last time, still wearing that little skirt and short blouse, and a blue hat on her head, clean, but she didn't bring him anything, "This is not the master's home, so Twilight has nothing to serve the master," she said timidly.

However, Darren was very satisfied with Twilight's performance, this is a house-elf who knows the rules, and can tell the difference between the master's house and the others, "Well, that's good," he nodded, and said to Dobby, "How is Twilight doing now, still, are you still crying?" He didn't say the word Crouch.

"Twinkle is good now, she feels like she has a new owner now and is happy to serve her husband. ”

When Dobby said the word "master", Darren saw Hermione open her mouth, but didn't say anything, and she realized that Sparkle was in a world of difference compared to the last time.

"Don't worry, when she can accept 'freedom', I will do what she wants!" Darren put his hand on the back of Hermione's hand and held it gently, feeling the delicacy and warmth.

Hermione struggled for a moment, not moving, "Hmm," she whispered.

Although Darren still wanted to sit down, he was also not used to being surrounded by a group of house-elves, and since he had seen the situation of Shining, it was time to leave, he winked at Hermione, gestured, and they stood up.

At this moment, four house-elves came to them with a large silver platter, filled with a large piece of ham, a dozen cakes, a large bowl of biscuits, and a few fruits, "Brought you something to eat!"

Again, thankfully Darren has a pocket that casts the Traceless Stretching Spell......

Soon, Penelope's package arrived, and because it was "official" mail, Darren asked her to send it with an owl, containing a protective goggle and a mask, causing a commotion at the breakfast table, and most of the Hogwarts students didn't know what it was, until the next Potions class, under the "Potions Safety Regulations", saw those things on display, which was labeled, "Protective Equipment".

Needless to say, Penelo's little inventory was quickly cleared, and she had to order another batch of goods in the name of the trading company, who made the wizards' craftsmanship too trendy to compare with mature industrial products.

Darren had forgotten one thing, though, and at breakfast, several owls flew towards Hermione, all carrying letters, "Hell, what-" she said, opening one, and reading it, "Oops, oops!" she said angrily, her face flushing.

Darren grabbed the letter, which read, "You're a bad girl. Harry Potter deserves a better girl. Go back to your Muggle home. He crumpled the letter in a ball and reached out to the other owls, but the owls pecked him with their beaks and refused to give them to Hermione.

"It's all these letters!" Hermione picked up the letters, ready to open them.

"You don't have to look at this garbage," said Darren angrily, "you see," he unfolded the lump of paper again, "these fellows don't even dare to use a pen, and they take letters cut out of newspapers, and you should do that to this garbage." ”

With that, Darren took out his wand and spewed flames from the top, burning the letters to ashes as if it were Rita!