Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

The time came to the morning of the second day. Although Harry and Ron wanted to leave the school hospital as soon as possible, they were too tired last night and the injury was serious. Madam Pomfrey said that Ron’s leg was still It was swollen, and Harry had broken at least six ribs.

"The healing curse can only heal some minor injuries, such as a twisted nose. It can only be useful in emergency situations." Madam Pomfrey said at the time, but the two of them once suspected that it was just her deception. Their means of drinking medicine.

After drinking the potion, their brains immediately became groggy, like a mechanical alarm clock that unwinds, turning more and more slowly. Harry and Ron fell asleep without talking to each other. The sleep was so dark that she didn't wake them up until Hermione came to visit them.

Harry recounted what happened last night, and deliberately emphasized that "the time is too late to call you", Hermione shrugged, "unless you stand outside the girls' bedroom and shout, otherwise you I can't get in, and I may not be able to hear..."

Ron coughed heavily. Her voice sounded like a "prom" and Hermione's ears became red.

The two had a little unpleasantness last night——

After the opening dance, Ron accused her of her own enemy behavior while drinking a drink, and Hermione dryly explained the hegemony. The meaning is to "promote communication", and when Ron yelled that Krum was not interested in her and just wanted to find out the secret of the golden egg, Hermione was irritated.

"He never asked me a word about golden egg, never!"

Ron Hikari changed his tactics.

"Then, he definitely wants you to help him figure out the secret of the golden egg!"

"I never helped him study that golden egg!" Hermione was furious. "In fact, he invited me at first, in the library, but I have been hesitating, for the ridiculous champion or something, guess what? Roger Davis immediately invited Collins, and my two The fool companion only knows to complain that pretty girls have been picked away!"

Harry's expression is very innocent.

He did not expect to invite Hermione, but it was because he had always had an ulterior secretive mind. Maybe Cedric and Cho Chang quarreled... well, he knew that this kind of thing was impossible to happen, But this conclusion made him even more frustrated, making him lack of interest in the next prom.

In short, after that, Harry and the unhappy Ron went to the courtyard to breathe. They accidentally heard the conversation between Hagrid and Madam Maxime. They also knew that they were both half-giant identities, and Hermione (according to her Said myself) Staying in the auditorium, a life sulking.

Harry was skeptical about sulking, because when they went back, they saw Hermione dancing with Professor Haip happily...

After the prom, Harry Finding that Hermione and Ron were not talking anymore, they went back to their dormitory and went to bed full of thoughts until they were awakened by a nightmare and chased after the spies in the castle with Ron... When they saw Hermione again this morning, both Ron and Hermione were polite. Yes, it seems that yesterday’s quarrel never happened.

And when Hermione heard about Hagrid's half-giant identity, she didn't think make a fuss about nothing.

"Actually, I thought he must be a giant a long time ago." She said, shrugged, "I know he is impossible to be a purebred giant, because they are all about twenty feet tall. You can't be so nervous. ...This is a kind of prejudice, just like people's attitude towards werewolf...maybe add house elf...even though these two kinds of prejudice are not the same!"

Ron obviously disagrees with this view , But he only reiterated what he said to Harry last night and pretended to be introducing Harry for the first time:

"Hagrid shouldn’t be talking about it everywhere, although it may be He was too excited when he met the same kind for the first time...I know he is not dangerous. Everyone who knows him knows this, but if it is heard by outsiders, it will be troublesome. People taboo this." He snorted from his nose. He hummed twice, and said secretly: "Even if it is a kind of prejudice, it is also a collective prejudice. When there is no way to change it, concealment is the best way."

He saw Hermione open his mouth. Wanting to refute, he speeded up his speech and said to Harry: "In the public's impression, giants are cruel. Although I also heard the love story of giants and dwarfs when I was a child, Fred and George told me... But since I was six years old, I didn't believe their nonsense."

Harry suffocated a smile, also pretending to be the first time he heard it, nodded seriously.

"My father said that they stood on the side of you know who during the war, stupidly believing that you know who would give them more living space... As a result, after the war, they naturally suffered In the liquidation, a large number of giants were killed by Auror. Perhaps Professor Moody was also involved. His leg may have been injured at that time..." Ron speculated irresponsibly.

"...There is still a small tribe of giants who have not done much evil and have been driven out of Britain. Now I don't know which mountain to hide in."

Harry doesn't think Continue to discuss the topic of'whether giants are cruel by nature' is correct, because Hermione's eyebrows were raised weirdly, and he decided to take the initiative, "Um...Hermione, that's it. Ron and I saw that you were late. You were late yesterday. In the afternoon, I disappeared a few hours earlier. It doesn’t take so long even to get your hair done, right?"

He felt that he was talking nonsense, because at this moment Hermione’s hair had returned to a tangled state. I think—though I don’t know it—if it can be maintained, no one will refuse to make themselves more beautiful.

Sure enough, Hermione gave him a blank look.

"If a female child wants to dress up, no amount of time is enough... But I really didn't delay the time because of this, it was Warren, she gave me a Christmas gift, I, uh... …" She bit her lip, not knowing what to say.

"We know," Ron said, "I mean... we heard a little bit, what gift she gave you to make a fuss about nothing, forget the time, it won't be a big deal Pen Gold Galleon, right? One of my great aunts said that only golden-bright and dazzling cuties can beat time."

Harry and Hermione looked towards him at the same time, Ron shrugged, "She has already I’m so old, I left a will saying that all the property would be exchanged for gold Galleon and be buried with her, but I’m not sure whether her descendants would follow suit..."

"Of course not, it’s a bad thing. Time-Turner," Hermione said casually.

"Warren gave you Time-Turner?" Ron stared wide-eyed, screaming.

"There is nothing to make a fuss about nothing, it's just a broken one." Hermione said, also using the word'make a fuss about nothing' to respond to him, but Ron didn't hear it at all.

"Take it out! Hermione, I haven't seen Time-Turner yet!" Ron said.

Harry looked at her expectantly, "Did you bring it?"

Hermione's eyes curled up, "Of course," she lifted a golden chain from her chest , It is a small disc-shaped timer, with a circle of gold brackets on the outside, and a small hourglass on the innermost side, which is very precise in shape.

"This is Time-Turner? It looks so beautiful...Are you sure it's broken?"

Hermione didn't speak, dangled two eyes in front of them, and plugged it again. Into the clothes.

"There is nothing good, we might as well spend our time on cracking the secret of the golden egg," she said enthusiastically: "I finally decided on a plan, and I am sure not to destroy its structure... "

Harry and Ron stared at the golden egg she had brought over, which was placed on the cabinet by the side at the moment, with a hesitant expression. Harry looked at the pajamas on his body. If it couldn't stop screaming while analyzing the golden egg, they would even struggle to run outside.

He doesn't want to be embarrassed in the castle corridors in a nightgown during the day.

But Hermione has made up his mind.

She stood up and held the golden egg in her arms, and dragged Harry's pillow over and placed it under the golden egg. Harry and Ron watched with trepidation, and everyone talking at once came up with an idea:

"We can try the Visibility Potion--"

"I tried it." Hermione Say.

"The manifestation curse, the eraser, the parsing curse—"

"It's useless." Hermione fiddled with the golden egg and pulled out the wand.

"How about trying Adrian's deconstruction method, he plays very mysteriously in the book—"

"Well," Hermione put down the wand and said to the two "Frankly speaking, I did use some of the techniques he mentioned, mainly because I found that he likes to think about these shortcuts... This is also one of the reasons why later generations do not evaluate him highly."

Ron gave Harry a look, which means, let me just say it.

Taking advantage of this little effort, Hermione put the wand on the golden egg, tapped, and occasionally stopped to listen, or recite a few Latin spells. For some of her techniques, Harry and Ron understood part of it. After all, they read the same books—just different progress and digestion levels.

"She used the layer stripping method." Harry whispered to Ron.

This method is very commonly used in alchemy. The principle is to remove all redundant parts that can be removed, such as defensive spells, decorations, and the minutiae functions. It points to the core secrets, and is especially suitable for novice alchemists. operate.

Hermione took out the bottles and cans from the beaded pouch from time to time, and smeared the golden egg with a small brush dipped in the potion. Amidst the shocked expressions of the two, she took off an eggshell.

"He, He, Hermione, you, did you take it apart?!"

"Because it is not important." Hermione said sternly, while speaking, and took it down again piece.

Harry felt very helpless, as if he was back in the Dursley family a few years ago, when he lived in the cupboard under the stairs and waited fearfully for Dudley to go upstairs every evening— —He will deliberately step on the steps with great strength to shake off the dust.

Now, his mood is the same. When he doesn't know which golden egg fragment is removed, it will suddenly shout have one's hair stand on end, which will startle everyone. .

When there was only half of the golden egg left, Harry’s inner impulse became stronger. He hesitated to remind Hermione that there was a sick Professor Moody not far from here. If he heard it, Maybe they would rush in violently and chant evil spells on all of them, such as forcing them to put their ears on the golden egg...

"It's done!" Hermione said happily.

Harry and Ron leaned over to look. There was only a palm-sized golden egg fragment in her hand, but it was quiet now, no different from the other fragments.

"Are you sure you succeeded, Hermione? If you fail, we won't laugh at you." Ron said generously.

He remembered that Collins Foley had reminded him at the Christmas dinner. Although he didn’t know why and didn’t hear a word clearly, he felt that since it was the first time, she would definitely not mind. Tell him the second time.

Hermione hummed twice, her eyes narrowed and bent into a crescent, wand lightly tapped on it.

"ka-cha."

With a slight shattering sound, the last fragment in her hand split into two, and a low, harsh scream sounded.

"Apart from making the voice quieter, is there any difference?" Harry asked. The only consolation was that he didn't have to chant the Silent Charm.

"Oh, it lacks a necessary environment," Hermione smiled brightly, "I retained its core functions, storing and converting sounds, as long as I put it in—"

"In the water!" Ron said with a sudden pat on his head.

Hermione looked at him badly.