Not surprisingly, Ron, who returned to the lounge, was bombarded by Wayne, who loudly asked him where he had gone, clearly saying that he would play ghost together.

As a result, Ron was in a hurry, so he said that he was going to do something important, and then under the flattering eyes of the little wizards and the pressure of his two older brothers, he still told him that he and Harry had met the three-headed dog on the fourth floor.

But fortunately, he didn't talk much about Linde.

Fred and George immediately decided to check it out after hearing Ron's words, but were stopped by an angry Percy, who fortunately had Percy, otherwise the two of them might have bumped into Snape and Hagrid.

However, when they asked Linde, Linde only said that he went to the toilet and did not meet the troll, but the teacher, and was arrested.

Jane has the same excuse. So tonight's party began to revolve around Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and it took a lot of effort for Percy to get the young wizards back to their dormitories.

Linde was lying in bed, he planned to sleep well today, often sleeping in the water, and occasionally sleeping in the bed.

As a result, it is estimated that it is the middle of the night now, and he has not fallen asleep yet, just staring at the bed with blank eyes.

Suddenly, a scream rang out from the next bedroom. Andersen, who was sleeping at the window, was woken up.

"Look at it!" Linde got up and motioned for Hans Christian Andersen with his eyes.

After a while, the screams were gone, and Linde's bedroom was fine, not disturbing much, but he heard a series of shouts coming from next door.

At this time, Andersen also flew back.

"Goo-goo-(The little golden retriever pressed the little red fur to the bed and beat it.) ）”

"Are you sure it's a little golden retriever?! Simple?! ”

Hans Christian Andersen nodded, and Linde slammed it on the soft bed again, and said lightly: "Awesome!"

Linde felt a little sleepy after this trouble, and after a while, he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the surrounding wizards were already bustling with each other about where the trolls had gone yesterday, and about the Gryffindor wizard having met the three-headed dog.

Lind had just taken the "Transfiguration Today" that Hans Christian Andersen had dropped from the owl when he saw Ron walking down with his left eye covered.

Hermione glanced at Jane and didn't speak, although she rejected the idea of beating him up yesterday, Jane still went alone.

Linde was sure that Jane beat her, but she could only sigh at the little witch's temper.

He spread out "Today's Metamorphosis" and looked at it, to be honest, the content on it was still relatively obscure to him, but he could still barely watch it, and he could learn a lot.

"I'm going to find this guy!" Ron sat down and said viciously, even more annoyed as he looked at Fred and George's playful expressions.

"Fred, George, did you beat me?" Ron roared.

"We do think so, because we went out in the middle of the night last night and didn't even see the three-headed dog you were talking about." Fred said

"But we're going to beat you up today. But depending on your appearance, this plan may have to be postponed. ”

"After all, I'm not very smart, if I beat you up again and hurt my brain, my mother will definitely beat us to death." The two sang and said in harmony.

"How so? I've seen it with my own eyes, and Ron isn't bragging. Hermione said confusedly.

"Who knows? Maybe it felt embarrassed to be seen by little Rollo and moved overnight. Fred laughed, and a low, suffocated laugh rang out around him.

"It's possible that someone from another house might have gotten the Gryffindor password and come in." Harry quickly changed the subject, his face flushed, but honestly, it was still difficult for Fred and George's teasing to hold back his laughter.

"What are you doing in here just to beat me up?" Ron slammed the table.

On the other side, Malfoy walked over again, as if it was his daily task to make Harry unhappy.

He walked over to look at Harry, "Were you scared to pee your pants yesterday, little Potter!" ”

"I don't know if he peed his pants, but I remember you peed your pants that day." Jane said, holding a piece of fried potato.

"Did I talk to you? Miss Divo. Malfoy glared at Jane with a puffed face. Then he looked at "I've written to tell my dad that the people at the Ministry of Magic would never allow such a thing to endanger our lives."

You can rest assured. In the future, you can sleep well and don't be afraid. With that, he patted Harry on the shoulder, with a condescending, I'm all for you.

"I didn't see anything that endangered life, but there was one disgusting thing in front of me." Jane didn't even look at Malfoy, as if it wasn't him.

"Hehe, I don't care what a girl says." Malfoy forced a smile and turned away as if he were very personable.

Ron didn't care about the wound on his face at this time, "Oh my god, is Malfoy crazy?" The current Minister of Magic, Fudge, has long been displeased with Dumbledore. ”

"Fudge?" Harry asked, confused

"Yes, the current Minister of Magic, he used to be Minister with Dumbledore's support, but now he really wants to tear Dumbledore out of power, because he thinks Dumbledore's prestige is too high."

Finally, in order to increase his convincingness, he added, "My dad said that he works at the Ministry of Magic!" ”

Linde rubbed his temples and sighed that Ron's brain actually put this kind of words directly on his father in his own system.

If there were any interested people around who wrote to report it, then Weasley's not wealthy family would be even worse.

But it's okay, there are no people around, and their voices are relatively small, so it is estimated that only a few people can hear them.

He continued, "If the Ministry of Magic guys really find out that there are three-headed dogs hidden in the school, Fudge will definitely use this as an excuse to attack Dumbledore. ”

"Then we should go tell Dumbledore." Harry said.

With that, the two of them stood up, and then they came to Hermione's side and whispered what they had just said to Hermione.

After a struggle, Hermione stood up and signaled that Jane might have to go to the classroom later, telling her not to wait, and the three of them ran away with a snort.

"What's going on with them? Do they think Dumbledore is an idiot? Jane heard them too.

"I don't know, maybe Dumbledore is just missing this reminder? Besides, it's good that they have this heart. Instead, I wondered if they knew where the principal's office was. Linde turned another page of today's metamorphosis and watched it with relish.

This question also stopped Jane, and she didn't know where the principal's office was, "Maybe Hermione knows!" She had flipped through "A School History" early. ”

After speaking, the two did not communicate again.

After a while, Linde put down the magazine. The above things can only enrich the knowledge at most, and you have to read the textbooks to learn deeply.

Come to think of it, it's been a long time since the wizarding world has developed greatly, and it's hard to publish more advanced articles in such a daily magazine! It is no wonder that one of Professor McGonagall's interests is to critique Metamorphosis Today on a daily basis.

And the "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" was their first and second grade textbook, and Linde didn't know how many times he had turned it, but he was about to turn the page anyway, even if it was reinforced with magic glue.

So now what he lacks more is practice.

Thinking about it, Lind took out his wand and waved it at the magazine, which was only a few pages.

The flattened magazine began to change like a fluid, and the square paper gradually rounded, and soon a golden plate appeared on the table, its edges faintly uneven, and it could be seen that Lind had aimed at the Hogwarts dinner plate.

Linde wanted to continue to sculpt the details on the plate, but he didn't dare to push too the table, lest there be an accident, so he had to give up.

As the weather turns into November, Harry's first Quidditch match will begin next Saturday.

He wasn't going to see it, though, as he really couldn't be interested in a multiplayer sport where the winning power was basically in the hands of the Seeker.

"What do you want to do in the future?" Jane asked boredly.

"Me?" Linde thought for a moment.

What do I want to do in the future? What would I do if I could survive after Voldemort's fall! Needless to say, unless the wizarding world suddenly begins to explode in a magical revolution on the level of the "Industrial Revolution" now, it will definitely be more comfortable to live in the Muggle world in the future.

But he hadn't really thought about the future, he was more interested in magic than practical, and he had nothing to chase him after him. At most, he counts one Voldemort, but if he plans to run away to other countries in the future, then Voldemort is not counted either.

"I don't know, you can tell me about yours first." Lind said.

That's a lot of fun! Jane stood up and said heroically.

"I'm going to have all the young wizards use the history of magic textbook I've compiled when they study. I'm going to explore all sorts of hidden places, unearth the buried truths and make them public. ”

"I'm going to write a complete history of magic, not wizards!!" She slammed it on the table, startling Neville next to her.

"I don't understand what you mean!" Lind played with her wand.

"Is this hard to understand? What we learn now, though it's called the history of magic, is really just the history of wizards.

The true history of magic is not limited to wizards. It's as if the Roman Empire, Ottoman Turkey, and the sun never sets. In every era, there will be countries that flourish. ”

"It's the same in the wizarding world, the Fish-People once had a glorious Atlantis, and the elves had their own glorious era. Even dragons were extremely strong in ancient times, only now they have degenerated. ”

Jane spread out her hands, looking helpless. "Got it? I wanted to write a history of magic, not wizards. ”

"Understood, but you just said that 'Atlantis' has something to do with the fish-man civilization?!" Linde suddenly had some thoughts in his heart.

"You can go to the library and look for it yourself, I don't know." Jane shook her head, she actually only knew a rough idea.