"Jealous! Jealous! Lo! Ha! Special?! Ron yelled loudly. The boss stared at him, as if he had heard some joke!

"Oh my God! Hermione, you don't have a fever, do you? ”

"I'm healthy!" The little witch roared in the same rage. Then, she quickly pulled her book from the table and out of the stacked pile.

Just as I was about to leave. Suddenly, the pile of books collapsed. The top one fell to the ground at a rather coincidental angle.

The hardboard cover slammed into the corner of the table, and the entire cover was suddenly torn by inertia.

"Sting!" Bang. The entire library is clearly visible.

"Oops!" Ron was dumbfounded, and before he could say anything, he felt a sudden chill behind him.

It's like the middle of summer suddenly falling into the cold winter.

"Mrs. Pince..."

"What are you doing here?"

"Also, I just heard some unfortunate voice, putting all the books in my hands on the table!" Mrs. Pince's stern voice sounded, and the four little ones immediately fell into a panic.

If Mrs. Pince found out they had broken a book. This semester, no, this year, they don't want to enter the library.

And neither Hermione nor Anthony wanted to wail when they heard the Gryffindor House split-funnel again!

"Madame... It looks like a book has dropped on the ground! Suddenly, Anthony shouted from behind Mrs. Pince, in the corner of the bookshelf.

"What!" Hearing this, Mrs. Pince turned her head to look at it with an angry expression. And at that moment, Anthony was almost in tune with Mrs. Pince's turn, and he quickly crouched down and picked up the book and its cover from behind him!

"Back to normal!" Hermione almost understood, she pulled out her wand the moment Anthony crouched down, and when he picked up the book, the repair charm landed right on the mutilated book!

"That's a book that fell to the ground." Mrs. Pince muttered, then turned. And Anthony happened to put the book on the table.

"Huh?" The sudden movement alarmed Mrs. Pince. As if examining a prisoner, her gaze swept over the four young wizards in turn.

"What are you doing with your wand?" She asked cautiously to Hermione, who hadn't had time to put away her wand.

"Uh-huh, practice magic lady!" Hermione replied with difficulty.

"The library doesn't allow magic practice, you'd better be careful!"

"Yes, ma'am, we'll leave at once." Anthony quickly answered and stabbed Ron next to him with his elbow.

Immediately afterwards, Ron also hurriedly said with a smile: "That's right, madam, we're leaving." Then the four little wizards crossed over Mrs. Pince.

Quickly escaped from the library and ran all the way to the first-floor auditorium before stopping.

"Oh my God! We're almost done, Hermione. As soon as Ron sat down, he began to complain.

Hermione, on the other hand, looked irritated, she bit her lip, and said indignantly, "It's all you who are angry with me, I-I didn't mean to." ”

"Stop!" Anthony immediately stopped the next fight.

"Eat first!" Originally, Harry Anthony wanted to go to the library in the morning to check materials and borrow books, but there was no class on Friday afternoon in the second grade.

A few lazy insects won't want to come out again if they go back to the dormitory. Fortunately, such an episode has happened.

Ay! It seems that at least today we won't be able to go to the library, and we will have to wait until Mrs. Pince forgets about them!

- Slowly, the auditorium gathered in twos and threes with many young wizards. They all came for lunch, too.

Among them is Ravenclaw's most recent star, thirteen-year-old first-year student Olos.

She was swept into the auditorium by a group of blue-tie Ravenclaws, starry and moon-clinging. The little wizards of the other houses couldn't figure out how such a first-year freshman had conquered the entire Ravenclaw in less than a week.

"Look at it! You still see! "I'm sulking... Hermione, who had only been sitting in the library for a while, was disturbed by Ron and the others, and when she looked up, she found that Anthony next to her was staring at Ravenclaw.

With his gaze, he could just look at the indifferent first-year freshman! Suddenly, the little witch became angry.

Without saying a word, he stepped on Anthony's foot.

"Shh~" Anthony took a breath, turned his head to look at Hermione and said, "What! Didn't I explain it to you? She's a dangerous person. We-"

"What am I! What's the matter with you? Hermione raised an eyebrow and said dissatisfied, "That's all the professors should be concerned about, when will it be your turn." She muttered and said angrily.

His eyes glanced at the Ravenclaw table in front of him, the girl with the stars holding the moon.

Olos, who was talking to others, seemed to realize something. She looked up keenly at Gryffindor's side, and her gaze caught up with Hermione.

The little witch panicked for a moment and quickly withdrew her gaze. He lowered his head. - Suddenly, at the Gryffindor table, the atmosphere became a little strange.

Ron sulked, Anthony frowned and endured the pain, Hermione lowered her head in panic, and Harry... Oh!

Harry, still Harry in that bubble honeypot. That little thing just now didn't hit him at all.

Suddenly, there were several 'cooing' sounds in the air above the auditorium. Hundreds of owls swarmed in, circling the auditorium, dropping letters and parcels into the conversational crowd.

A bulging package fell onto Neville's head, and then a small gray-and-white creature landed in front of Ron.

"Zhu Weiqiong!" Ron shouted, clutching the gray-white owl and screaming in horror. It was a gift from Dumbledore.

Although he didn't understand why the headmaster had given him a gift, he loved the owl! Off-white, much like Harry and Anthony's pets.

Of course, now is not the time to talk about owls. Ron's eyes fell on Zhu Weiqiong, holding a red envelope in her mouth.

"Oh, no—" he cried out.

"What's wrong?" asked Harry. Ron pointed to the red envelope. The envelope seemed normal to Harry, but it looked like a bomb to Ron and Neville, who was not far from them.

"She-mom sent me a yelling letter.

Ron said weakly.

"You'd better open it, Ron." Neville stuck his head out and whispered, "It's worse if you don't open it." Grandma sent it to me once, and I ignored it at the time, and it turned out to-" At this, Neville suddenly swallowed, then took a deep breath, and said, "It's horrible. ”

"Really?" Anthony looked at the red letter. Suddenly grinned, and said bewildermently: "Why don't you open it and see what happens?" ”