If there is anyone who has changed the most in Hogwarts, it is undoubtedly Hermione.

Although Neville has also become very good now, he has been unknown before, and even if he has changed a lot, he has always been mature and stable, and it doesn't feel much different.

But Hermione was different.

Compared with the "Miss Know-it-all" in the original book who has outstanding academic performance, but loves to preach, and seems to be a little aggressive.

Today's Hermione, even though her academic performance is even better, is much calmer and more restrained in her words and in the world.

Perhaps it was because of the change of profession and the removal of the influence of chaos magic that Hermione, as a [mage], was truly a wise spellcaster.

She learned to control her emotions, and that's an important trait for smart people.

People often praise a person for having high emotional intelligence and being able to speak, but in fact, few people know that the so-called "high emotional intelligence" is actually the level of a person's ability to manage their emotions.

The reason why many people speak badly and make people uncomfortable is not that they don't know how to speak, but that they can't control their emotions, so that negative emotions affect their minds, causing inappropriate words to blurt out.

At this point, the chaotic magic of wizards often plays a role in exacerbating the situation.

After all, although the enhancement of perceptual thinking can bring about the improvement of empathy, imagination and appeal, it will also reduce the ability to control and think calmly.

Hermione, who turned into a mage, was no longer bothered by this, and in the face of Ron and Harry's unruliness, she was now able to completely withdraw and look at this matter from a more detached perspective.

She could anticipate the outcome of Harry's action, and at the same time she could anticipate that her exhortation would not change anything, and after weighing the pros and cons and finding that it would be useless to do so, she would not do such a thankless task.

Such a calm mental activity only took a few seconds in Hermione's mind.

And things turned out just as she expected, and the last class of the next morning was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class.

Harry had made up his mind to ask Professor McGonagall after class if he could go to Hogsmeade with the rest of the class.

As a result, before the lesson, a small incident that happened suddenly disturbed Harry's thoughts.

Because her rabbit was bitten to death by a fox, Gryffindor's schoolgirl Lavender Brown kept crying.

And the reason why this incident caused such a stir was because some young wizards suddenly remembered the prophecy that Professor Trelawney had made to Lavender Brown in the first divination class of the school year.

As Hermione stood by to comfort the girl, Lavender said bitterly, "I should have known!" Do you know what day it is? ”

"Uh-"

'October 16th!' The thing you fear the most, will happen on October 16th! 'Remember?' She's right, she's right! ”

At this point, the whole class gathered around Lavender, Seamus shook his head solemnly, Hermione hesitated, and finally did not try to refute Professor Trelawney's prediction, after all, the other party was sad.

"Oh," said Hermione, "I feel sorry for you, Lavender, it's so unfortunate. ”

After saying this, she suddenly understood that divination and prophecy themselves have another function, that is, to give people a little comfort in their hearts.

After all, blaming all accidents on such ethereal things as "fate" may make some people's hearts feel better.

The chaos caused by Lavender Brown came to an end with Professor McGonagall's arrival, but Harry had been absent-minded throughout the lesson.

It occurred to him that if Professor Trelawney's prophecy about Lavender Brown was true, then what he had seen was unknown......

When the bell rang for the end of class, a distraught Harry hadn't figured out how to communicate with Professor McGonagall, but she brought up the topic of Hogsmeade first.

"Wait a minute!" As the students got up to leave, Professor McGonagall shouted, "Before Halloween, you have to give me permission to go to Hogsmeade." You can't go without submitting the form, don't forget! ”

The young wizards laughed, and Ron lowered his voice and said to Harry, "Go and ask her." ”

"Oh, but—" Harry hesitated.

"Go quickly, Harry." Ron said stubbornly.

Harry waited for the class to have almost left before he walked nervously towards Professor McGonagall's podium.

"What's the matter, Potter?"

Harry took a deep breath, "Professor, my aunt and uncle - uh - they forgot to sign my form. ”

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry from her square glasses and said nothing, but that in itself put a lot of pressure on Harry.

"So—uh- do you think it's—I mean, can—let me go to Hogsmeade?" Harry said.

Professor McGonagall lowered her eyes and began to sort out the handouts on the desk.

"I'm afraid it won't work, Potter," her words were like a gust of cold wind, which made Harry's heart half cold, "You heard what I just said, you can't go without a watch, that's the rule." ”

"But—Professor, my aunt and uncle—you know, they're Muggles, they don't really understand—don't understand Hogwarts forms or anything like that."

Harry was still trying to struggle, and Ron nodded desperately in encouragement, "If you say I can go-"

"But I won't say," Professor McGonagall said, standing up, "the form makes it clear that it must be signed by a parent or your guardian. ”

She turned to look at Harry, still with that businesslike expression on her face, "I'm sorry, Potter, but that's all it could be." You'd better hurry up or you'll be late for the next class. ”

Hermione and Clark watched all of Harry's communication with Professor McGonagall, and of course she wouldn't say things like "Look, I've said that a long time ago", but Ron was still embarrassed and annoyed when he saw Hermione standing nearby.

Everyone in the class was talking aloud about what to do first in Hogsmeade, and Harry could only listen.

"Isn't there a banquet yet," Ron said trying to cheer Harry up, "You know, there's going to be a lot of good food at Halloween's Eve party." ”

"yes," said Harry sullenly, "that's great. ”

Halloween was a good party, but it would have been even better if he had been as good as everyone else had been in Hogsmeade after a day of fun.

Nor did the comfort of others make Harry's heart any better.

Dean Thomas, who had a good pen, offered to help him sign the form in imitation of Uncle Vernon's handwriting, but Harry had already told Professor McGonagall that he hadn't signed it, so that didn't work.

Ron half-truthfully suggested the Cloak of Invisibility, but Clark shattered Harry's illusion, "Those Dementors don't just exist in our real world, as magical creatures with soul attributes, they can also travel through the cracks of the underworld, so the Cloak of Invisibility can't hide from them." ”

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Percy's words of comfort were probably the least effective.

"They've made a lot of Hogsmeade, but I'm telling you, Harry, it's not that good at all." He said solemnly, "yes, the candy store is pretty good, but Jokowi's joke shop is dangerous." Oh, by the way, the Screaming Shack is worth a visit......"

It was better not to say that, Harry's mood was even worse.

On the morning before Halloween, Harry woke up with the rest of his classmates and went downstairs for breakfast, feeling very depressed, but he tried to act as usual.

"We'll bring you a lot of sweets from Duke Honey." Ron said that he seemed to feel very sorry for Harry.

"That's right, bring a whole bunch back." Neville nodded as well, then asked, "By the way, did you see Clark?" ”

"He said he wasn't going to Hogsmeade today." Hermione explained, "He had other things to do. ”

Harry accompanied them to the foyer, where Mr. Filch, the caretaker, stood at the door, checking a long list, watching every face vigilantly, not letting a single person who shouldn't have gone out slip out of the door.

"Stay here, Potter?" Malfoy shouted mockingly, standing in line with Crabbe and Goyle, "Don't dare to pass by those Dementors? ”

Harry ignored him, watched the backs of Ron and the others disappear, and walked up the marble staircase alone, through the empty hallway, ready to return to the tower of Gryffindor.

But when he walked up to the fat lady and was about to wake up the kind lady, the portrait bounced off from the inside out, and the next moment, Harry saw Clark emerge from the common room.

"Hey, Harry, I almost forgot, you were still in school."

Harry nodded listlessly, and Clark didn't say anything when he saw that he was in a bad mood, said hello and turned away.

However, before he could get far, Harry, who had been in the common room, suddenly ran out and caught up with him.

"Wait for me! Clarke. Harry shouted from behind.

Clark stopped and turned to look at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "The juniors and juniors in the lounge are too enthusiastic?" ”

Harry nodded awkwardly, it turned out that the common room was full of chattering first and second year students today as the senior students went to Hogsmeade.

In particular, Colin Creevey and Ginny Weasley were also there, both of whom adored Harry, and Harry was afraid that he would be entangled and chatting with the two of them, so he found another reason and ran out again.

"Where are you going?" Harry digressed.

Clark said as he walked: "Go to the Forbidden Forest, Charlie has been at school for more than a month, and he has been very busy before, so he didn't have a chance to see him, do you want to go with him?" ”

Harry thought that Charlie was a professor of dragon breeding at this time, and to see him was to go to the dragon breeding field, so he quickly nodded in agreement.

The two of them walked down the stairs, but they didn't expect to meet Filch head-on, who had apparently just sent off the last of his classmates to Hogsmeade.

"What are you doing?" Filch asked in a rough skeptical voice.

"Didn't do anything." Harry told the truth.

Clark glanced at Filch, "We're going to go to the dragon farm, what's the matter, Argus?" ”

When Filch heard Clark speak, he immediately stepped aside, and bent down respectfully, "No, Master Clark, please." ”

As one of the trustees of Hogwarts, Clark still has this card.

Clark nodded, and disappeared from his sight with Harry.

But the two of them had just descended the stairs and were walking down another hallway when a voice came from a room: "Harry? ”

Harry quickly turned around to see who was talking, and spotted Professor Lupin standing at the doorway of his office.

"Professor!" "Professor!"

"What are you doing?" Lupin also saw Clark, "What about Ron and Hermione?" ”

"In Hogsmeade." Harry said, trying to make his tone seem casual.

"Ahh Lupin looked at Harry and Clark for a moment, "Why don't you come in?" I just received a Grindy Lowe for my next lesson. ”

"One what?" Harry asked.

"A water monster." Clark has the answer.

The two followed Lupin into the office, and as soon as they entered, they found a large water tank standing in the corner of the office.

Inside the transparent tank, a disgusting, spiky green monster was sticking its face to the glass, making all sorts of weird appearances while stretching its long, thin fingers.

"Legend has it that living in the lakes of Britain and England, only children over the age of 10 are allowed to believe in water monsters.

But in fact, these magical creatures can be seen in many parts of the world, but they are called by different names in different places, for example, the onmyoji of Toei calls them kappa ghosts. ”

Clark looked thoughtfully at Grindy Low and said:

"In fact, they are all transformed by the ghosts of the dead who died in vain in rivers and lakes, combined with unique terrain and energy.

Of course, that was where they came from in the first place, and most of today's Grindy Low were transformed by magical transformations after the dark wizards discovered them. ”

Lupin applauded, which provoked Grindy Lowe to bare his green teeth and bury himself in a tangled pile of aquatic weeds in the corner of the tank.

"If it weren't for the fact that there wasn't a class yet, I'd have had to add ten points to you." Lupin complimented, "You are the most knowledgeable little wizard I have ever met. ”

In the face of the teacher's praise, Clark smiled indifferently.

"What do you think we should talk about it in the next class? I've heard that Hagrid's teaching has improved a lot, thanks to your guidance. Lupin asked again.

Clark waved his hand again and again, "I don't dare to be a guide, I just made a small suggestion." ”

"Your quality of material selection has always been good, and while Grindillo is one of the undead creatures, it's not that difficult to deal with, especially after we've learned how to deal with Kaba.

Grindillo's fingers are long and strong, and for resentful reasons, their favorite thing to do is to hide near the water and pull passers-by into the water.

But their strongest point, and also their weakest point, those surprisingly long fingers, are actually crunchy and brittle. ”

Lupin nodded in satisfaction, and the three of them sat down together.

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