If he could, Harry would rather never find out the correct way to read the notebook in his bag, so he wouldn't have to face the headaches that lay for him.

"Riddle may have found the wrong person,"

Many times, Hermione's expression is surprisingly similar to Professor McGonagall's, or rather, she is the same type of Gryffindor, such as now, Hermione's lips are very similar to Professor McGonagall's expression after she noticed Seamus making another explosion in Transfiguration, or Neville injuring herself again.

"Perhaps, it's another monster that's harming people..."

"How many monsters do you think this place can hold, Hermione?" Ron asked listlessly.

Harry could understand Hermione's attempt to defend Hagrid, but even she couldn't believe the flimsy excuses she had come up with,

"I should have thought it had something to do with Hagrid," Harry stared at the crackling fireplace, looking gloomy

"Remember, Ron, during the Christmas break, Hagrid felt something was wrong when he found out that Professor Blaine was back at school as an investigator of the Vault Incident..., but I thought Hagrid just knew some secrets about the Vault."

The three of them fell silent, and after a long cold moment, Hermione still asked the most difficult question,

"Do you think we can ask Hagrid about these things?"

"It must have been a pleasant visit," Ron said, pouting.

"How should we ask, Hermione, do you want to say to Hagrid--Hello, Hagrid, tell us if you took a barbaric one in the castle last semester. A big furry monster unleashed? ”

There was another oppressive silence, but this time, it was Harry who broke the silence,

"At noon today, Professor Blaine said he had visited Hagrid..., but as far as I know, he didn't have much friendship with each other."

"But the truth is, Professor Blaine didn't arrest Hagrid, did he?"

Hermione analyzed with a frown

"Perhaps this proves that Hagrid is innocent... And, Harry, don't forget, it was Headmaster Dumbledore who kept Hagrid at Hogwarts, if Hagrid really ---"

"Dumbledore was a great and merciful man, Hermione, we all know that!"

In the face of the iron-clad truth, Ron was distressed by Hermione's pale insistence, and he said in an accentuated tone

"No one thinks that Hagrid deliberately murdered that hapless girl fifty years ago, but the problem is, he sometimes just can't figure out the dangers of those big furry monsters!"

Discussions on this issue did not lead to a clear conclusion.

Hermione thought that since Professor Blaine might already know that Hagrid was connected to the Secret Room case fifty years ago, he might as well give the notebook to Professor Blaine, so that he might be able to confront Riddle in the notebook.

But this proposal was undoubtedly strongly opposed by Harry, and the reasons he said were impossible for Hermione to refute.

"I'll never give the notebook to Professor Blaine, Hermione,"

Harry said with an annoyed expression, "Come to think of it, if Professor Bryan didn't know about this, it would be like we sent Hagrid to the wizarding prison that Malfoy said we were... Do you want me to spend the rest of my life repenting for this, Hermione? ”

.........

Because last week's letter had not yet been completely resolved, when Amosta opened Professor Lockhart's office in advance after Sunday afternoon, the white wave that poured out from the inside almost buried him, and there was no place in the office where people could stand.

"I'll have to change places, guys!"

Amosta crawled out of the letter and said helplessly at Hermione, who had suddenly become as reserved as when they first met, and Harry and Ron, who were clearly hidden in their eyes behind her.

In the end, Amosta, who had no choice but to contribute his office.

Both Hermione and Harry had been to Professor Blaine's office, but it was the first time Ron had walked into Mr. Investigator's office, and he was curious about everything, focusing on the wall of surveillance obscured by the curtains, of course.

"That's the one..."

Ron peeked at the surveillance wall with a slightly awe-struck gaze and whispered to Harry, only to be stopped by Hermione with a stern gaze before Harry could answer.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Amosta smiled, and he waved his wand, directly pulled back the curtain, and showed the magical wall to the three of them generously, and quipped,

"You may still need to hide from others, but the three of you have obviously made me clear, right?"

Harry and the three of them laughed embarrassedly, and then, with Professor Bryan's permission, the three of them had a good look at 'Hogwarts on the wall', of course, Harry and Ron just watched the fun, only Hermione saw a little clue,

"With such a profound transformation spell, I probably won't be able to cast it in my life..."

At the end of the visit, Hermione said with a look of dismay.

"Don't be presumptuous, Miss Granger, you have a great talent for charms, and you have a humble attitude to learn, and one day this will not bother you!"

In order not to interfere with the rest of the work, Amosta closed the surveillance wall again, and when he turned around, he found that Miss Granger, who had been praised, even the tips of her ears were red.

Even if the number of people doubled, it was still boring and painful to help Lockhart write back to the fans, and Amosta was still grinding, and in the end, he didn't even want to write two words with his own hands with a quill pen, but waved his wand to control the pieces of stationery to float over, and let the quill write and draw on it, while he himself studied the manuscript with relish.

Harry and Ron hated this scene, but they didn't have the courage to draw a scoop on the gourd.

Time is gradually passing, and the sun is setting.

When it was time for dinner, Amosta used the excuse of helping them go downstairs to get dinner and go out for a while, and when he returned, there were still a lot of letters left behind, and in the office, Hermione was glaring at Harry and Ron angrily, and Amosta smiled, probably understanding what was going on.

"Let's take a break, ladies and gentlemen, and don't be in a hurry."

Professor Bryan had little to offer in casual conversation, and you might forget that he was a professor and inquisitor and more like a Hogwarts senior, which gave Harry the courage to speak his mind.

"Professor Blaine, you visited Hagrid yesterday morning?"

Harry acted as if nothing had happened, trying to make his question more like an unintentional mention in small talk, but his clenched fists and Hermione and Ron, who suddenly remained eerily silent, told Amosta that it was undoubtedly a question that had been carefully prepared for a long time.