Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

"This, no, yes, yes!"

When Hermione relayed Felix's words to Harry and Ron, Harry retorted in annoyance.

He doesn't want to admit that he has an ancestor who is proficient in mouse language!

Harry felt that he had a terrible first week of school. Driving across England and being confined, forcibly touching porcelain by Lockhart, madly encountering photography enthusiast Colin, coupled with heavy Quidditch training...

And he was in confinement yesterday and had to write to Lockhart fans Reply, one by one, endless, writing for four full hours!

This is not the worst. In Lockhart's office, he heard intermittent voices, "Kill you...tear...death..."

When he was today When I told them about this in the morning, their expressions looked like he was finally crazy. Then Hermione volunteered to ask Professor Haip, and the answer he got broke him a bit.

"That's not necessarily, man, I've heard similar rumors." Ron whispered. He took a fat mouse from his pocket. The mouse looked a little languid, "You can Give it a try and speak to the Scabbers!"

Ron held the Scabbers in both hands and handed it to Harry with anticipation in his eyes.

Harry had to lower his head and look at the mouse, "Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Scabbers rolled the eyes, turning his body to ignore him.

"Harry, don't speak human words! What you just said was human words." Ron said.

Harry: "..." Although I know what you mean, can I be more refined.

He tried a dozen more times, but the mouse didn't react at all, "No!" He was greatly sighed in relief.

Fortunately, things are not going in the worst direction.

Hermione watched the farce just now and reminded him: "Harry, Professor Haip is just an example, there are other possibilities."

Ron had different opinions." Apart from mice, what else is in the castle? Impossible is insect, right?"

This kind of conjecture was even more terrifying. Harry trembled, and he quickly used his brain, searching his stomach to change the subject.

"Maybe it's a snake!"

"Snake?"

Ron and Hermione fell silent for a while, and they looked at each other in blank dismay with expressions weird.

"You mean, you can talk to a snake?" Ron swallowed.

Harry didn't notice this, he was very excited now, and told about his experience of visiting the zoo and talking to a snake inside before entering school.

"A big python tells you that it has never been to Brazil?" Ron's voice was very weak.

"Is there anything here? I bet many people can do it! That's what Professor Haip mentioned, that...innate talent!"

Ron didn’t speak, Hermione Jr. Said: "Harry, talking to a snake is a sign of Salazar Slytherin. This ability is called Parseltongue, so the symbol of a Slytherin house is a snake."

"But I am not." Harry was a little dazed. . But he suddenly remembered that in the First Year separate house, Sorting Hat strongly recommended him to choose the Slytherin house. Thinking of this, Harry closed his mouth tightly.

"It's okay, buddy." Ron patted his shoulder pretendingly. "Pureblood wizards often intermarry with each other. Maybe you are Slytherin's great, great, great...grandson."

Seeing that Harry showed no signs of relaxation at all, he added in a low voice, "Really, if you really want to go into details, most of the pureblood wizard family can get in touch with each other. Malfoy and I are still relatives."

"You and Malfoy?" Harry was shocked.

Ron shrugged, "The pureblood wizard is just such a group of people. It's normal to marry each other. To me, the true pureblood is gone for a long time, and they can't be passed on now."

Harry finally calmed down.

"Harry, it's better not to tell the outside world about this." Hermione suggested.

Harry is nodded, he wouldn't say if he was killed, he didn't want to be relatives with Slytherin.

And Hermione put the topic back on track, "Since you are Parseltongue, the sound you heard that day is likely to be a snake, maybe it is moving along the gap in the wall."

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"But I heard it say death, killing, and tearing you apart."

"Maybe it was hunting at the time? You know, it's just catching some mice and small insects. Something like that." Ron guessed.

Without evidence, trio can only give up.

It's not a major event anyway!

"Hermione, how is your paper?" Harry asked.

"Suck!"

Hermione yelled and left quickly, leaving the two of them in a daze.

"Hermione has been silly reading a book recently? I saw her in this state for the first time." Ron said.

Harry shrugged.

Library.

Hermione occupies a large table by herself. The table is full of thick books. In front of her is a parchment, and she is struggling to write.

Less than ten hours before the library closes, maybe I will stay up late today.

Come on, Hermione! She cheered for herself.

Up to now, she has tried her best to finish reading the twelve books. She only read extensively, so she glanced through it. The memory content does not exceed 50%, which is quite different from her usual habits. , She didn't even memorize it.

For the paper, she must reluctantly give up her love and give up her reading habits. However, she has decided that when she finishes submitting the paper, she will review the book list and memorize all the contents.

She crash-banged through the pages of the book, and at the same time used quill to jot down the appropriate arguments and arguments. She had a crazy attitude, and even Madam Pince walked by her several times without paying attention.

Stayed until the library closed, she finally finished reading 16 books, took the remaining four, and the thick parchment, yawning and swaying back to the common room.

Tonight she is going to fight the night.

Open the door of the common room, the other young wizard has gone back, and there are two people left.

"Harry, Ron?" Hermione was a little surprised.

"Hey, we didn't see you during dinner. I think you should have not gone. This is for you." Ron pointed to the table in front of him, which was wrapped in parchment Food, food soaks through the outer layer of parchment, oozing a piece of oil.

Hermione covered her mouth and tried not to cry.

Harry smiled and said, "We can't help with the paper, that's all we can do. Come on, Hermione, you are the smartest person I have ever known in my life."

Hermione is heavily nodded.

The two left, Hermione opened the parchment, and there were two pies in it, and she gulped.

She is the only person in the quiet common room.

second day On Monday, Hermione was in a trance all day. When she was practicing her transformation, she almost regarded Harry as the subject of transformation.

At noon, she had to go to the infirmary.

There is no class in the second afternoon. She is going to finish reading the last two books-after a night, she has finished the thesis, but she always thinks that she must finish reading the book. This might Add some new content to her thesis.

But she was too tired. When Harry finished Quidditch training, he found Hermione asleep in the common room.

"Hermione, Hermione?"

"Harry?" Hermione opened her eyes sleepily, her hair getting looser and looking messy.

She quickly woke up and let out a scream, "What time is it, Harry, what time is it?"

"At half past eight, Hermione." Also just finished training. Fred replied, "I will never forget Wood this bastard. We trained until 8:30 on the first weekend of school. From the second week on, he went too far."

Wood has a face on the side. Black line, "I'm still here!"

Not only him, but the members of the Gryffindor team are there. They are covered in mud and are too tired to speak.

Hermione jumped up all of a sudden, ran out in a hurry, turned back after not taking a few steps, quickly sorted the parchment on the table, mutter incantations in the mouth, after confirming that they were correct, pulled up the bag and disappeared quickly In the sight of everyone.

"Really a good girl who is diligent and studious." The player Angelina commented.