Chapter 102: Hermione: Harry can't (Fourth Update~Ask for Subscription~)

The rest of the time, Hermione was much more well-behaved.

Honestly hold the teacup and study carefully.

Though...

Like Harry, she still thinks it's outrageous to read tea and analyze fate.

All the way until the end of class.

The young wizards were almost obedient to Trelawney. Even if he didn't have such a keen sense as Harry, he could see that the professor had made a real prophecy in front of their eyes just now.

The young wizards walked out of the classroom and began to discuss excitedly.

Hermione still held the parchment in her hand, and pondered, "What does this prophecy mean?" ”

"Red-haired crow ......"

She looked up at Ron.

Ron raised his hand and stroked his hair, "I'm redheaded, but I'm not a crow, right?" I'm a real human being. ”

"Can a crow beat a cat?" Harry asked Hermione steriously.

Before Hermione could answer, Ron broke through his defense, waved his wand, and the book flew towards Harry: "This can't get over it, can it!" ”

Harry waved his wand in defense, "I'm serious. ”

"Maybe you'll find something in common with the crow."

Hermione thoughtfully said, "Like a hoarse voice?" ”

"I can eat it." Harry added.

Ron was even more embarrassed, snorting and waving his wand.

Filch suddenly appeared, and just as Peeves always appeared next to the Weasley brothers, he always showed up next to every student who broke the rules.

"Mr. Potter, it's best not to use spells like this in the hallway." Filch spoke softly.

The little wizard passing by looked at Harry in surprise.

I was very envious in my heart.

Potter was so charismatic that even Filch's face warmed up, and his face was almost as stinky as Snape's when facing his own group.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Filch." Harry waved his wand, and all the books were lined up and floated behind them.

Filch nodded, squirming and said, "And thank you, Lady Loris loves the rations you sent." ”

Harry was stunned: "No thanks, if she likes it." ”

Noticing the "she" of the words, Filch smiled even brighter: "I won't disturb you to continue the class, I wish you a happy semester." ”

He turned away and continued to picket other students who had violated the rules.

"When did you return the present to Filch?" Ron was a little surprised that Harry wasn't much of a social player.

Harry was stunned and shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it was sent by Hedwig?" ”

"She's made a lot of owl friends."

Hermione complained: "Crookshill is also very kind to Hedwig, I also saw Hedwig riding Crookshill this morning and I don't know where to go." ”

"Hedwig is amazing." Ron looked at the scratches on his hands and couldn't help but sigh.

As she walked back to the castle, Hermione stopped in front of the auditorium, "Harry, wait, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Ron snapped his fingers, "At least ten minutes." ”

He wondered why girls were still wearing skirts when they were all going to the bathroom.

But this time he had miscalculated, and within three minutes, Hermione hurried back.

"Harry, let's go." Hermione walked over naturally.

"Why is it so fast this time?" Ron was a little surprised.

Hermione shook her head: "There aren't a lot of people, so there's no need to queue." ”

Harry sniffed, his eyes puzzled, "Hermione, your taste has changed." ”

Hermione was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and sniffed, the smell did not change, it was still the faint smell of sage: "What strange smell did I get into?" ”

"Nope." Harry shook his head, "It's my taste that has faded a lot. ”

Hermione blushed and glared fiercely, "What do you taste, what nonsense are you talking about." ”

Harry paused, very serious: "It's true, not only mine, but also the smell of the divination classroom, it's a lot lighter, you don't like you're in the bathroom for three minutes, it's like you've been in the bathroom for fifty minutes." ”

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief: "You have such a sensitive nose. ”

"It had something to do with what Professor McGonagall gave me, and it didn't make me miss another class."

A silver-white streak flashed through Harry's mind, making him think of something, and lowered his voice, "A prop to travel through time?" ”

Hermione nodded.

Ron's eyes widened, surprised.

The Sorting Hat muttered, "I already knew what it was." ”

Harry was also surprised to get a definite answer, magic... How can it involve time? Is it an ancient bloodline like Ciri?

It made his heart burn.

Go back in time.

What a tempting few words.

They made their way to the Transfiguration classroom.

"Let me see that thing at night?" Harry hesitated, but made a request to Hermione.

Hermione was stunned for a moment, thought of something, and grabbed Harry's hand: "Harry, don't think so much, Professor McGonagall told me that you can't go back too long." ”

"And..."

"What has happened cannot be changed."

Harry didn't speak, just nodded.

"I know, you might want to try to do something, but those won't work." Hermione said this, taking a deep breath, "It's dangerous, and it's even more dangerous for you. ”

Ron was a little confused at first, but as he listened, he gradually understood.

"Harry, although it is a pity, people cannot be resurrected after death, and even the legendary Three Hallows have no ability to resurrect people." He also grabbed Harry's hand, which Harry shook away.

"I know." Harry forced a smile, "I won't think much of it, don't worry." ”

Hermione nodded, but her face didn't look reassured.

"Okay, okay." Harry sighed helplessly, "Then I won't look at that thing, but be careful yourself." ”

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, "That's the best." ”

"Professor McGonagall told me that it would be best to keep it from you, and if not, it wouldn't give you access to it."

"Who would want to be exposed on the first day."

As they walked towards the Transfiguration classroom, Hermione and Ron deliberately changed the subject to a light-hearted conversation - this was what Hermione had heard in her arithmetic divination class that the Weasley brothers had played a prank on Malfoy over breakfast.

Let the platinum-headed imp be in the school infirmary on the first day - his tongue is swollen to the size of his body, and his mouth is torn.

Gryffindor was deducted 100 points for this.

Slytherin was also deducted 100 points - because after the Weasley brothers were drugged, the little lions and the little snakes, who had not had close contact for a whole summer, couldn't help but have a hearty battle in their hearts.

Not to be outdone, the eaglets are not to be outdone.

Just your Gryffindor?

We are also good at catching snakes.

Fight vigorously.

The little badgers burst into tears, maybe... Do they have a chance to try to win the Academy Cup again this year?

They quickly rushed to the Transfiguration classroom.

Professor McGonagall waited early, her face extremely serious.

In the third grade, their textbook was changed to "Intermediate Transfiguration", which also involved the more dangerous direction of deformation - human transfiguration.

They began to try to deform human tissue.

In the first class, you have to deform your hair, no matter what kind of plant or animal it is.

This caused the whole class to become treacherous.

Seamus was cautious, worried about whether he would collapse his head.

Hermione tried to turn her hair into gold.

Harry conjured snake hair and squirmed on his head, terrifying the lion cubs, oh... Even if you become an animal, you can become a little cuter?

At least not snakes.

Wait for a struggling transfiguration class to end.

The little wizards packed their bags and hurried to the last class of the morning, the first Defence Against the Dark Arts class of the year.

The little lions bet.

What jokes will this year's professors make, will they be worse than Lockhart?

Neville said that Lockhart was almost the lower limit for the professor, and that it would be difficult to find another wizard who could match him - unless he went into battle himself.

By the time they arrived at the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, Lupin hadn't arrived.

He walked in almost with the class bell ringing.

When he spoke, he was completely different from his image: "Good morning, I heard from Professor Dumbledore about your situation in the last two years, and it was a bit bad."

"So, let's put our textbooks back in our bags and just need to use their wands today."

"Let's go to another classroom and have a hands-on lesson."

The little lions had a strange look on their faces.

Lockhart's first lesson to them was also a hands-on lesson, and the blue-skinned elves didn't make much of a pleasant impression on them.

They watched Harry get up and thought for a moment, even if the professor couldn't be trusted, at least there was Potter.

So he didn't hesitate any longer, put down his bag, and followed Lupin out of the classroom, just through the hallway, around a corner.

Peeves came down.

"Lupin is a madman, Lupin is a fool!"

He sang and held the chalk, and kept throwing it at Lupin.

The little wizards were a little surprised.

Peeves, like the Weasley brothers, is extremely prankstered, but he has always had a fair deal of respect for the professor, even last year's Lockhart.

This is......

Like them, don't believe in the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor anymore?

"If I were you, I wouldn't do this to a professor." Lupin waved his wand, and the chalk came to a halt in front of him.

Peeves still doesn't give up, stubbornly throwing chalk at Lupin.

Lupin sighed and looked back at the little wizard, "Then here, I'll teach you a very useful little spell." ”

"Look at my gestures, just lift them gently but quickly."

"Wadi Vasi!"

The chalk flew out quickly and slammed into Peeves.

The naughty elf couldn't help but scream in pain, he held his head, dodged the chalk he threw out, and fled away with a curse.

"Suppose Peeves do the same to you in the future, or if there's some small item around you." Lupin waved his wand again, and all the chalk gathered together and was thrown into the trash, "It's a very useful little spell to deal with Peeves like this." ”

The little wizards applauded, their eyes shining.

Looks......

The professor of this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts class seems to be reliable?

Today's fourth watch is over!!

I'll go to sleep and recharge my batteries! Tomorrow's guarantee is still four more!

Thank you for the reward of the coffee brew~

(End of chapter)