Hermione frowned and thought for a moment, "I'm sorry Harry, I didn't think of ...... right now"

The knowledge of the young wizards in the first year is still too small, and they have only been learning magic for two months.

"There's no hurry." Harry waved his hand, "You can recuperate. ”

As he spoke, he stood up.

Hermione's strange sense of déjà vu was even stronger, and she said in a strange tone, "Don't you sit anymore?" ”

"You're going to recuperate." Harry spoke softly.

Hermione nodded, just a little reluctantly, "Okay, then let me think about it, and I'll discuss it when I get back tomorrow." ”

Harry hummed and left with Ron.

Ron was a little speechless.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

Madam Pomfrey walked over and closed the curtain again, "Those two friends of yours are so nice, if only Gryffindor could be as quiet as they ......"

Halfway through her words, she noticed the look on Hermione's face—her little face crumpled, and she hurriedly changed her tone and asked, "What's wrong, Miss Granger?" ”

Physically, but unwell.

Of course, Hermione didn't say much, and tried to smooth her face: "Madam Pomfrey, is it the same when others come to visit the patient?" ”

Madam Pomfrey sighed, "No, they're noisy and noisy, but this is the school doctor's office. ”

"Sick people need to recuperate."

"It's right to stop at this point, understand the condition, and leave after reassuring yourself, and it's the best for the patient."

"Alright, Miss, now have a good rest."

With a bang, she walked out and pulled up the curtain.

The knot that had just been born in Hermione's heart was immediately untied and dissipated because of this paragraph.

Wait until Saturday and Hermione returns to the break room.

The little lions looked at her with strange expressions, complicated, relieved, and incredible—all strange, but they were no longer as indifferent as before.

"What homework did Professor Snape assign?" Hermione sat next to Harry.

Ron muttered, "The dissertation on the Expansion Potion is three inches long, damn it, but Harry has to write eight inches." ”

"Hermione, I'm going to have to rely on you this time, please, please."

He couldn't copy Harry's papers—they all didn't have the same weight.

As for picking the parts that can be copied - he has copied all his homework, so why should he distinguish between what is useless and what is useful.

Hermione looked at Ron with a calm expression, "So, will you boil the bulking potion?" ”

Although she missed class and didn't get to see it with her own eyes, based on what she knew about Ron, most likely not.

Ron's face froze, and he muttered, "You can't blame me for this, Fred's second-hand crucible is leaking, it's not of good quality." ”

"My crucible can lend you." Hermione shook her head, "Of course, if you don't think I'm good, Harry, would you like to lend the cauldron to Ron?" ”

Harry was writing his papers, and without looking up, he replied, "No problem, Ron, you know where my crucible is." ”

Ron sneered, didn't answer, and buried his head in the ground.

Hermione glanced at the other little wizards gathered around the table, gritted her teeth, stood up, and slapped the table with her still intact hand: "It can't go on like this." ”

"Ron, you, and you, are like this, you can't continue to copy homework like this!"

She had a loud voice, and her last words were not only addressed to Ron, but also to the other first-year wizards, and some of the older students not far away all looked at her.

Seamus frowned, "Granger, are you too wide?" ”

"Harry has no opinion."

Harry raised his head and glanced at him coldly, "It's not that I don't have an opinion, I just didn't say it, it was originally intended to be only for Ron." ”

"After all, I can guarantee that he will learn those magics."

"But Ron obviously can't stand your pleas."

Ron tilted his head to look Harry in the air.

Seamus opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"It's not yours." Hermione saw Harry's help, and her heart became a little more courageous, and her voice became more confident, "Phinegan, except for the levitation spell that Harry helped you learn last time, can you guarantee that the other spells can be successfully cast every time?" ”

Seamus's face froze.

"Of course, it doesn't mean that you're completely useless." Hermione followed Harry and Snape's tone, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone, "In the future, if you fight Slytherin, you can put your wand in their noses and chant a spell to use as an explosion charm." ”

Seamus's face became even more ugly.

"What about the others?"

"Could it be that when Harry beats Slytherin alone, you can only stand aside and applaud?"

"There's only one lion in Gryffindor, and the rest are kittens." She learned Malfoy's slick tone.

Ron muttered, "Professor McGonagall is a tabby cat." ”

"That's Animagus." Hermione gritted her teeth and slashed at her, "Only seven people can do it." ”

"If you can become a cat now, I'll admit that you are also a lion!"

"Shut up or not."

Ron was honest and raised his hand to cover his mouth.

The faces of the little lions changed together.

They remembered that flying lesson, and if they had to do it again, it would still be like that......

Even if you think about it carefully, the first year of Gryffindor is all supported by Harry and their disliked Miss Otter.

Gryffindor's kitten.

Such a hat that might have to be fastened to their heads made their hearts heavy, and they didn't feel so fragrant when they looked at Harry's spells, shapeshifts, and herbalism homework.

Hermione spread her hands: "If you can endure this, then you can copy it, and ask the senior sister how to be a qualified cheerleader in the time you saved." ”

The little lions' faces furrowed.

"You don't want to do your homework, you can, but you have to learn how to cast spells and how to boil potions." Hermione said earnestly, "If you can do it and don't want to do your homework yet, I think I can help you." ”

"Harry probably wouldn't mind."

Harry nodded.

With that last sentence, Hermione sat down again, her feet a little limp, her legs and stomach shaking—it was the method she had thought about for a day, and it was the method she felt was best for her to reintegrate into the house.

The words make a lot of sense.

But the words came out of Hermione's mouth, and the little lions were somewhat unaccustomed to it, and they were again pointed at by Miss Otter's arrogant fingers.

"What do you think, Harry?" Seamus slurred, turning her head to look at Harry.

Harry said, "I think she has a point. ”

Someone clapped the shot.

The little lions comforted themselves under the guise of "Harry said so", and began to count their fingers on what they would and would not do, and asked Hermione for advice.

Other lions lined up for guidance.

And just like that, she was reintegrated into Gryffindor.

Wait for Hermione to finish dealing with the lion cubs.

Harry finished his homework and threw it on the table, "Well done, Hermione." ”

"Thank you." Hermione's face flushed slightly, "You reminded me. ”

She continued, hurriedly changing the subject: "Let's talk about the trial, Slytherin, like us, requires a password to enter, and the password will change. ”

"Passwords aren't an issue." Harry shook his head.

Hermione was stunned.

Harry held up his hand, "Remember the spell I used on Malfoy?" I can use it to get the Slytherin people to speak the word themselves. ”

Hermione wondered, "Wouldn't it be nice to just do it." ”

"I'm going to go and get something." Harry sighed, "And to take a portrait of Slytherin." ”

Portraits of wizards are talkative.

After knowing the password, you can sneak in with the invisibility cloak - you can steal the portrait and make a noise......

The little snakes poured out of their nests, and even if they were themselves, it would be difficult to stand out of the Slytherin common room.

Even if you leave.

It was also difficult to cope with Snape, who had to return the portrait.

"My idea is that there is a way to make me look like a Slytherin student and take the portrait away under the guise of Snape."

"The most important thing is to be able to take it and leave it."

Hermione frowned, "Turning into a Slytherin student, etc... I have an idea. ”

She stood up and went to her bedchamber, and soon came back with a book: "I read it in the Encyclopedia of the Development of Modern Witchcraft. ”

"Look at this paragraph."

Harry and Ron leaned their heads over.

“…… He is a disguised Magus who can change his appearance and form at will, which makes him invincible in Auror activities......"

Hermione read the passage over the words, "Harry, maybe you can try to learn this magic called Disguise Magus." ”

Harry shook his head, "It's innate, you can't learn it day after tomorrow." ”

Hermione blushed and hurriedly closed the book, if it weren't for Ron's quick reaction, he would have been hit in the finger.

"And even if you can learn." Harry continued, "It's also a spell on the same level as Animagus, and I won't be able to learn it for a while. ”

Hermione sighed, a little disappointed, "Okay, let me think about it again." ”

I thought about it for a while.

She stood up, her tone firm, "We need to go to the library, and we won't come up with any great ideas to sit here." ”

"Please, it's the weekend." Ron spoke a little reluctantly, "And it's late." ”

Hermione looked at Harry.

"Tomorrow." Harry spoke, "You've just been discharged. ”

Hermione sat down obediently.

"Hermione, let me ask you a question, do you know what the Philosopher's Stone is?" Ron sat up straight, his tone serious.

Hermione was confused: "Philosopher's Stone? I do not know... What does this do, you ask? ”

Ron was mysterious: "There may be a Philosopher's Stone hidden on the fourth floor." ”

"So what? It's a no-go zone, and we don't have to care about what's in there. Hermione was unimpressed.

Ron lowered his voice, "Quirrell might be stealing the Philosopher's Stone." ”

"Who?" Hermione's eyes widened and she looked at Ron in astonishment.

Ron hurriedly tugged at her sleeve, "Be quieter." ”

"Oh no, I'm just surprised." Hermione also lowered her head and leaned over to Harry's side, "How could it be Professor Quirrell, even if it was a professor, it shouldn't be Professor Snape......"

Harry rubbed his forehead helplessly, "Why do you have such a big misunderstanding of Professor Snape?" ”

"It's true, Hermione."

"Dumbledore and I both confirmed."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Ron: "Now that the Headmaster knows everything, it's not even our concern, the most important thing right now is Harry's trial!" ”