"Take those two little ones to the Forbidden Forest, don't sneak away, Dumbledore will notify the guards to let you out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The night was dark, the silver moonlight carried a slight chill, and Harry, who was warming up around the fireplace in the common room, suddenly heard a familiar voice, and jumped up with excitement on his face, causing Hermione, who was sleeping on top of him, to almost fall to the ground.

Ron rubbed his confused eyes, looked at Harry's excited Harry and asked subconsciously.

"Did something happen? don't tell me there's another troll......"

Harry ignored the two men who had just been pleasantly surprised from their dreams, tilting his head and looking around for something, finally fixing his eyes on the chandelier overhead.

Hermione and Ron also came to their senses at this time, and Hermione couldn't help but exclaim as Harry's gaze looked at the chandelier overhead.

Above the crystal chandelier, a blood-red bat nodded to Hermione in a very humane manner, spread its four wings and glided over Harry's shoulder, affectionately accepting Harry's petting.

Pointing to the unusually cute-looking blood bat, Harry introduced Hermione, whose eyes were almost shining, and Ron, who looked terrified, and clearly thought of something.

"This is my father's pet, and he has brought us news that you can practice meditation and will be taught from tonight, so don't leave a bad impression on my father. ”

"So what are you waiting for, we're going now, by the way, where are we going?" Ron exclaimed excitedly, muffling his voice.

Ron really didn't expect that one day, he would be able to receive the personal teaching of the leader of the Bone Bell Tower, and if his father, who worked in the Ministry of Magic, knew about it, he would probably be extremely envious of his opportunity!

Seeing Ron's excited appearance, Harry couldn't help but want to tease him, and deliberately said in a very low tone.

"Forbidden Forest. ”

Sure enough, Ron's smile froze on his face......

......

"It's unbelievable that Filch actually let us go after discovering us, and opened the castle gate for us, I always thought he would only punish, punish and punish!"

As the group of four walked down the road outside the castle, Hermione followed Harry's example and released her light spell, leaning over to Harry's side and exclaiming.

The intimacy between the two surprised Draco, who had joined the group at the gate, and bumped Ron on the shoulder, and Draco leaned into Ron's ear and asked.

"When did the two of them become so close?"

Looking at Draco with some puzzlement, Ron blinked twice before he realized what Draco meant, staring at the two walking in front of him, shoulder to shoulder, and suddenly a feeling of loss suddenly appeared in his heart, and said in a sullen voice.

"I don't know, maybe it was the intrusion of the troll in the afternoon that boosted their relationship......

"Tsk, Harry, he actually got a head start in the first actual battle, and I now regret being assigned to Slytherin, otherwise I might have had my share in the battle with the trolls today. ”

Draco quickly moved on to another topic, the pace was so fast that Ron was always a little unable to keep up, but for the topic that Draco kept bringing up, Ron, who didn't know much, still listened to it with relish, and the previous little melancholy didn't know where it was thrown.

......

Not far from Hagrid's hut, Romon in a robe lit a soft flame, the milky white flame seemed to have no temperature, but it dispelled all the darkness and cold around him, making the four little ones who arrived here feel a burst of warmth.

"Hermione?"

Hearing this majestic voice, Hermione, who had always been confident, became rare and timid, and her voice sounded like a mosquito and a fly.

Pouting, Romon looked at the red-haired boy who didn't dare to look directly at him, and asked himself the same thing.

"Ron?"

Shaking his head, Luo Meng really didn't think much about the psychological quality of the two, if it weren't for the rare fourth-level soul qualification in this miniature world, where would he need to cultivate so hard.

"Harry, Draco, now give you some time to think about the problems you encounter in your meditation practice, and wait until I can help the two of them memorize the meditation method, and then solve the confusion in your practice. ”

A large, illusory book appeared in Romon's hand, and Ron beckoned to Hermione, who simply commanded Draco and Harry, who were looking at each other.

Holding both sides of the big-headed book with both hands, Romon just pulled it gently, and the illusory big-headed book split into two, turning into two illusory books that were exactly the same as just now.

With a flick of a finger, the two illusory books turned into two streamers, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into Hermione and Ron's eyebrows.

Seeing the two of them lose their eyes, Romon nodded, and stepped aside to explain the meditation method to Harry and the others, just as he usually taught wizard apprentices at the Bone Clock Tower Academy.

After more than half an hour, Hermione was the first to break away from that wooden state, covering her forehead a little strangely, peeking at Romon who was explaining to Harry, and tentatively walked up to Romon and sat on the grass like Harry and Draco.

"The current headache is only a temporary overexertion of mental energy, and if you get a good night's sleep, you can almost recover, but if you want to practice meditation today, it is obviously impossible. ”

"But you can take note of the problems that Harry and Draco are having, lest you start meditating later in the future. As for the red-haired boy over there, if he doesn't wake up by the time he leaves, you'll have to get him back......"

The three little ghosts looked at Ron who was drooling, and couldn't help but shake their heads helplessly, the three of them are all smart people, but they just met such a stupid person, and they really felt powerless.

......

On the way back to the Clock Tower of Bones alone, Lomon pondered the details of his meeting with Dumbledore today, but still didn't find anything suspicious.

But Romon had felt the existence of the will of the world in Dumbledore, and Dumbledore's lack of suspicion at this time was the biggest suspicion!

Rustling!

The sound of leather boots stepping on fallen leaves came to Luo Meng's ears, and Luo Meng's figure flashed, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the front of the comer.

Not frightened by Romon's sudden appearance, Lucius had an irrepressible look of joy on his face, and only boldly reported after Romon signaled that he could speak with confidence.

"Lord Romong, we've found Nicol Lemay!"