"Mike, what's wrong with you, didn't you sleep well last night?" Tolkien was in good spirits, while Zhao Mai yawned and looked like he was running out of energy. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "I'm sorry I fell asleep with you yesterday and took up your bed." But don't you have other beds? Why do you look like you haven't slept all night?"

"I really didn't sleep all night. Zhao Mai rubbed his temples. He used the Holy Grail to read the runes of red "blood", causing his mental fatigue to be extremely tired, as he had been since leaving the green dream. If he had a pillow now, he thought he would fall asleep quickly.

"Why don't you go to class, take a good rest in the dormitory, and I'll tell you when I get back." ”

"That's fine, thank you. If Professor Dumbledore asks, you cover for me, just say that I've read too many books or something. Zhao Mai yawned, held Duo Ji'an's shoulder and shook it leisurely, "I'll go back to my room." ”

"You're in your room!" Tolkien picked up his wand and shook it lightly, then threw Zhao Mai onto the bed. "Well, how can you be so tired?" he shook his head and walked out, hearing snoring behind him before he could even go out.

Addo scratched his head and sat down as well. If Zhao Mai didn't go to the classroom, he didn't want to go. Although magic is fun, it is also possible to play games with Xiaohua in the room, such as checkers and the like. Duo Jian walked over gently, covered Zhao Mai with the quilt, and then walked to the window and moved a chair to sit down, let the bright sunshine rarely seen in Britain shine on his face, and then closed his eyes and rested.

It was a dreamless sleep, Zhao Mai removed the mental barrier, breathed the natural force without hindrance, and let the body get the most complete relaxation. The magic language he heard in Stonehenge's dreams also subtly became his own in his dreams. He snored as he muttered a spell. Luckily he didn't have a wand in his hand, otherwise there might have been magic flying around the room.

No one bothered him for the whole morning, and when it was close to noon, Zhao Mai woke up by himself, only feeling refreshed for a while. The reserve grain was already so hungry that he rolled on the ground and begged for food, so Zhao Mai tidied up his appearance and took everyone to the cafeteria to meet his classmates.

"Did anything happen in class today?" Zhao Mai and his companions were nearly halfway through eating, and Tolkien and his classmates walked over, each with a smile on their faces, obviously very happy.

"Good news," Tolkien said, as he sat down, "the way the exam is examined, whether it's Charms or Potions, it's a written test, and then a spot check will be conducted if necessary, depending on the exam." Professor Dumbledore said that spot checks would happen when there were not enough places and two people had the same score, and then the actual situation would determine the results and rankings. ”

"That's really good!" Zhao Mai almost applauded the idea: "Then if your memory is good enough, wouldn't you be able to get directly into the highest grade?

"yes, so everyone is happy, and we should celebrate it!" Tolkien pulled out a tin flask from his bosom, added some to his pumpkin juice drink, and asked the others if they wanted it. Male and female, everyone added a little more or less to their drinks, and then toasted together: "We have to thank Professor Dumbledore for the good things we have fought for! ”

A night owl with gray feathers and black paws rushed into the cafeteria, flew down at a near-vertical angle like a dive bomber, threw a letter into Tolkien's arms, grabbed the half roast chicken in front of Addo with its paws, flew up with a twist, and flew away with a smile. "Addo......" the giant muttered, grabbing another whole chicken with his plate.

Tolkien opened the letter, and after reading a few lines, his face changed dramatically. Zhao Mai glanced at Xiaohua, and the red-haired little girl stuck out her tongue at Zhao Mai, and then flew behind Tolkien to peek. Soon she also frowned: "It was a letter from a woman I didn't know, and she said that Edith was feeling very bad and had a very bad cold. I took her to the hospital and found it full. Ask which one you should go to if you go to a military hospital. This man called Edith his daughter, and that was Tolkien's mother-in-law. ”

"Isn't ......it already a bad cold? Oh no, penicillin is at least a decade away from being discovered. Zhao Mai thought about it, this year is really dangerous, if you encounter an infection, the mortality rate will be very high, not to mention pneumonia or various internal organ inflammation. He saw that Tolkien had already stood up, and was about to leave the table, when he turned his head to Zhao Mai and said, "Mike, there is something I want to ask you for help with." ”

"That's right, friends just want to help each other!" Zhao Mai said to him with a smile: "Say, how can I help you?"

"Can you drive me home? If you wait for the train and then change trains, it may be too slow. Tolkien said, "My Edith is ill, and the situation does not look good. ”

"No problem, let's go. ”

"Hey, you two have forgotten that the Ministry of Magic has sealed off all entrances and exits, and no one from outside is allowed to enter. Ellebella was the most enthusiastic, and hurriedly said: "If you go out, you probably won't be able to come back for the exam, this is a very troublesome thing!"

"Let's figure it out, let's go back first. Zhao Mai motioned to Tolkien not to say more. Out of an abundance of caution, he simply said, "I think the Ministry of Magic is only guarding against Muggles or Muggle items that come in by mistake, and it is not about keeping wizards out of the gate, which will be accommodating." Please help us cover up, something is going on at home. ”

"No problem, we all know that family is important. Ellebella agreed. When Zhao Mai and Tolkien walked out of the castle for a moment, the taxi was already waiting outside. "Would you like to tell Dumbledore?" asked Tolkien as he got into the car.

"Well, I thought so too. Professor Dumbledore has always been very kind to the tutors, and I believe he can understand. After Zhao Mai thought about it, he explained to him: "There is another reason why we must inform him. Although the exam has become easier, the number of places is still limited. Don't forget, how many times have our cram students been attacked before, and who did it has not been found out. Can you guarantee that no one will report to the Ministry of Magic, and that we won't be blocked at the border or even disqualified from the exam? ”

"It's all classmates, can't it be like this?" Tolkien rubbed his forehead with his hand, "Or I'll go back alone, you stay." In case ......"

"With me, there's no whatever. Zhao Mai said to Tolkien: "You just received bad news and are too nervous, so calm down first." Since you've found me, I'll definitely help you deal with it, which is what friends should do. ”

"Thank you. Tolkien said, "Where are we going?"

"Hogsmeade Village, we need to procure some things, potions, materials for dispensing, kits, and most importantly," Zhao Mai said, "Things that can bring us back, such as Floo powder and brooms." (To be continued.) )