Now, with the exception of Defence Against the Dark Arts class, all classes had become a bit boring, and Hagrid had fallen silent since the first lesson. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hagrid seemed to have lost confidence. Now they're learning lesson after lesson how to take care of the Flober caterpillars, which must be the most annoying creatures in existence.

"Why should anyone bother to take care of them?" said Ron as he spent another hour shoving the finely chopped lettuce into the slippery throat of the Flober caterpillar.

However, as the time entered October, it seemed that everything was getting better, and Hermione was not blushing and avoiding Van Lin because of a little thing, no matter what, she and Van Lin seemed to have become the accepted premise.

Moreover, Hermione didn't seem to have that much energy to think about these things, she had to take twice as many classes every day, and if it weren't for Van Lin helping her, Hermione would have had a problem even taking those thick textbooks out of the Gryffindor common room.

Van Lin had said many times about Hermione's situation, but Hermione had only said that she would consider it every time, which was not sincere at all......

And, of course, Harry, after entering October, Harry had things to keep him focused on, and those kinds of things were interesting enough to make up for the annoyance he had caused from not attending good classes. The Quidditch season was approaching, and one Tuesday night, Oliver Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor team, called a meeting to discuss tactics for the new season.

This meant that Harry and the others were about to start crazy Quidditch training again, and Wood took training very seriously, but it was always better for Harry to have more time to fly in the sky than to be bored in class.

When time passed again, Hogwarts entered Halloween time, and the exciting news changed everyone's expectations.

The arrival of the first Hogsmeade week supersedes the news of Sirius' arrival in Dufftown. Although the Dementors had already managed to escape Sirius once, some young wizards were hopeful about the Ministry's methods, even if it was only the credit of the Daily Prophet.

"Anyone who went to Hogsmeade, leave all your registration forms to Mr. Filch......" Professor McGonagall stood on the steps at the entrance to the castle, and almost all the third-year wizards were waiting at the bottom of the steps for Mr. Filch to collect their registration forms.

Of course, Harry was not among them, and Harry was hiding behind the castle door.

When Harry saw Van Lin, Hermione, and Ron all hand in their registration forms, he finally couldn't hold back anymore and rushed out of the side, still holding his unsigned registration form.

"Potter, I think you should give this to Mr. Filch......" Professor McGonagall looked down at Harry standing beside him.

"I'm sorry...... Professor McGonagall, my aunt and uncle...... Oh...... Forgot to sign my application form. Harry said.

Professor McGonagall looked at him from above her square glasses, but said nothing.

"So...... Oh...... Do you think it will work...... I mean...... Can I ...... What if I go to Hogsmeade?" said Harry, a little flustered, Professor McGonagall's scrutinizing gaze making him feel very weak.

Professor McGonagall withdrew her gaze and began to tease with the paper that Filch had just handed over.

"I'm afraid I can't, Potter," Professor McGonagall said, "and you heard what I just said. If you don't submit the form, don't go. This is the rule. ”

"But...... Professor, my aunt and uncle...... You know, they're all Muggles, and they don't really understand...... Understand Hogwarts' forms and personnel. Harry said, Ron nodding his head in encouragement. "If you say I can go ......"

"But I wouldn't say that. Professor McGonagall said. She stood up and neatly placed the freshly collected paper in her pocket.

"The application form clearly states that the consent of the parent or guardian must be obtained. Professor McGonagall looked back at him, a strange expression on her face. "I'm sorry, Potter, but it's my final decision. You'd better hurry up, or you'll be late for the next lesson. ”

"Thank you...... Thank you...... Professor McGonagall ...... Harry's face was a little ugly, and he lowered his head and turned to go back to the inside of the castle.

"Potter ......" Professor McGonagall stopped talking, and Harry looked back expectantly, and several people looked at Professor McGonagall like that.

"I'm sorry, but ......," Professor McGonagall paused, "you go back." ”

Harry was like a defeated rooster.

"I'm sorry, brother......" Ron said sympathetically.

"We can bring you something interesting, how about Duke Honey's candy?" asked Hermione cautiously, she was a rare don't have to go to class.

"No, no......" Harry shook his head, he was really not in the mood, although the Halloween dinner was good, but it would be best if he could come back from Hogsmeade with everyone and attend the dinner again.

"Maybe you can ......" Van Lin gestured with his hand to the shape of the cloak, Professor McGonagall was still there, and he couldn't give Harry any more hints.

However, his idea was not put into practice, and although Professor McGonagall did not understand it, Hermione knew it well.

"Van Lin......" Hermione struck Van Lin's rib with her elbow in displeasure, "You are not allowed to seduce Harry!"

"I'm ......" Van Lin was about to say something, but he pulled Hermione away.

"I'm sorry, Harry...... I think we're going to get there......" Hermione didn't wait for Harry to speak, she dragged Verlin with one hand and chased after the large force heading for Hogsmeade.

If Van Lin continued, Hermione wasn't sure if Harry would actually follow him out in his cloak, which was quite tempting for Harry.

They knew very well why Professor McGonagall didn't let Harry go to Hogsmeade, Sirius Black had already appeared in the nearby town of Duff.

It was only a mountain away from Hogsmeade, and although the Dementors guarded the crossings, it was clear that the Dementors had lost their deterrent, and their guards could not be fully trusted.

Sirius Black was a murderer, and his main target was Harry, who Hagrid didn't even want Harry to come to him at night.

Although there were many people who went to Hogsmeade together, it was impossible to see if Sirius would jump out of his heart and give Harry a slap in Arvada.