The days at Hogwarts

"Let's go, I'll take you ashore." The bass mermaid said in a dull voice.

"This...we..." Ron's eyes widened and he stammered, "He, is he dead?"

The mermaid swung its tail and swam forward a few positions, and glanced at them lightly: "It is the incarnation of flowing water. The elder is the longest-lived mermaid in the tribe. We have been prepared for it a long time ago."

"Kenie——"

Ron was slapped by Loren, suppressed what he said, and followed them to the shore. He fell behind and muttered stupidly to Harry: "He obviously looks like he's about to cry..."

When traveling through the mermaid village, you can see people in the stone houses through the windows, you can hear faint sobbing, and there are also ethereal and ethereal lamentations that seem to come from afar.

The closer you get to the ice on the surface, the more the lake looks like a calm sea, with a faint glow. A slow-swimming whitebait passes through the statue, spreads its side fins, and rushes towards the rocks, turning sharply, its tail fin kicking up the mud. , the figure disappeared into a cloud of sand...

The return trip was much faster than the trip here.

The ice near the coast was cracked and before she could freeze, she swam to the shallow water and stepped ashore on the sand and stones. The soft red light on her body dissipated. Not only did her clothes not get wet, but they were filled with a warm feeling. a feeling of.

Half of the mermaid's head was above the water, floating slightly: "Goodbye, little wizard."

"Goodbye." Loren nodded.

Harry's expression was heavy: "Don't be too sad!"

Ron nodded.

The mermaid said nothing, turned over and flicked its tail, disappearing into the lake.

Ron had a complicated expression. He pinched the red coral stone in his hand and couldn't help but scratch his head when he saw the rough but beautiful expression.

He was a little happy to get a new good thing, but when he thought of the old man fish disappearing in front of him, even though he had no feelings after meeting him for the first time today, he still felt strange.

"What is the purpose of what the mermaid elder said to us?"

Harry asked in confusion. He now realized that the mermaid's invitation to them had nothing to do with the Goblet of Fire.

Hermione pursed her lips: "No matter what the intention is, we will help them in the future!"

"This really sounds like what Hermione said... But why did you take us with you..."

"Should I ask Dumbledore, but he must know about this..."

"With this red stone, I don't have to worry about my second project!"

"..."

Loren walked beside the little witch, wading through the silver snow and looking back.

The clear blue skylight did not penetrate the ice. The underwater world was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly.

……

Fast forward to late January.

Christmas vacation has passed by in a flash, and tomorrow is the start of the new semester.

In the evening, the Gryffindor common room is crowded with little wizards who are doing their homework. Different positions for doing homework will lead to different strategies for the little wizards. The single seat by the window is suitable for working alone. One person can create miracles in one stroke and one night. You have to do it. Good planning, what should be completed first and what should be completed later, which subjects will be turned in tomorrow, and which subjects can be slowed down;

The sofa and tea table are suitable for teamwork. Three or five friends can get together and discuss problems when they encounter them. Occasionally, they can say a few witticisms to relieve boredom. The efficiency may be fast or slow, but the atmosphere is harmonious and cheerful, suitable for protracted battles.

If you really owe too much debt, you can only use the homework of diligent classmates as a reference to control the plagiarism check rate, but you will have to pay the price of a few boxes of candies.

The sixth-grade wizard has another option. He asks the Weasley twins for help. Not only does he not have to pay for candy, but he can also get candy... But no one wants to be a guinea pig, and George and Fred are very disappointed.

At the small table for four in the usual position, Harry and Ron's quills quickly crossed the paper, their movements smooth and unrestrained.

Completely different from the compact and busy atmosphere here, the two people sitting across from each other were leisurely and comfortable. One was quietly reading a book, and the other was studying how to shrink the red coral stone and insert it into a pendant.

Two weeks have passed since the underwater trip. Loren has communicated with Flamel, but to no avail. He already knows what the prophecy the mermaid elder saw is, but he can't tell others clearly.

After going round and round, I still returned to the original point of studying hard and making progress every day, and waiting for the principal to deal with Voldemort before making any plans.

"What's your class tomorrow?" Loren pinched a strand of the little witch's hair and wrapped it around her finger.

"Herbology, Care of Magical Creatures, you will be Divination in the afternoon, and I will be Runes..." Hermione didn't even look up, "We can go to Hogsmeade again on the weekend, you accompany me to the bookstore, Harry Then go to the drug store to see if they sell gilly grass. "

"Isn't there already a coral stone?" Ron looked up and asked doubtfully.

"It's better to be safe and be prepared." Harry replied, "Sirius said the same thing. When the five warriors go into the water together, there might be some accidents, and there might be a stone accidentally lost..."

Loren was noncommittal and gently shook the hair on his hand: "Speaking of correspondence, Hermione, why did you secretly write home on the second day of Christmas and not allow me to read the reply!"

Hermione's cheeks turned red, she glared at him and pulled back her hair angrily.

Why should I show you my mother’s letter?

Chapter 482 Am I a prophet?

Loren looked at the shyness on her fair face, resisted the urge to reach out and pinch it, and a smile broke out on her face.

He could guess what was written in the letter without asking him...

"What did Monica say in the letter?" Loren leaned closer and asked in a low voice.

He grabbed another strand of hair and twisted it around his fingers, making Hermione feel confused. Her face was sullen and she didn't want to pay attention to him. She lowered her head and continued reading.

But the words in the book suddenly became unfamiliar, the words and sentences became obscure and difficult to understand, and I couldn't understand them.

Hermione took a breath and read the content in her heart: "In 1811, they voluntarily gave up the opportunity to be [human] because they were unwilling to be separated from dark creatures such as dominatrixes and vampires..."

"Ok?"

Who doesn't want to be separated with dark creatures and voluntarily give up the opportunity to be a [human]?

Hermione sorted through her chaotic thoughts and looked at the previous row silently——

It's a mermaid.

She pursed her lips in annoyance, blaming this person for interfering beside her, which made her unable to read the book.

Loren held her hair and looked out the window, just in time to catch up with the full moon rising from the distant mountains, casting down the moonlight like running water, which was cold and soft.

"Hermione, it's still a while before lights out, how about we go to the tower to watch the stars?"

There was a glint in Hermione's bright eyes, but she said seriously. "I want to read a book."

Loren snorted: "Hermione, I have a problem with my astronomy homework. Can you help me?"

"What's the problem?" Hermione looked at him seriously, with a professorial look on her face, "Astronomy can't just be done by reading books and calculations, it must be combined with reality. I think it is necessary to go to the tower to compare the stars and observe them carefully."

"You're right, Professor Granger!" Loren said seriously, with only the exploration and curiosity of astronomical knowledge in his eyes.

The two wizards who loved astronomy left the lounge hand in hand, leaving behind a confused Harry and Ron.

Ron looked at Harry, a little confused: "The two of them just said they were dating when they were dating. Why did they make it so complicated? Are they lying to themselves?"

I don't understand, completely confused.

Harry sighed deeply: "Falling in love makes people stupid..."

"You sound like Dumbledore when you say that."

"Yes, yes, I am the principal you imitate!"

"..."

Listening to the two people's playful laughter, Ginny came to her side at some point and asked softly: "Harry, I have encountered a problem in my transfiguration homework. I want you to help me look at it." …”

"What's the problem, show me?" Ron suddenly became interested and reached for her notebook, but was slapped on the back of his hand by his sister. The sound was clear and painful, and he grinned in pain.

"Do your homework well!"

……

Late night in the Gryffindor common room.

After twelve o'clock, the candles and lanterns on the ceiling and walls gradually went out, and the deep night spread along the windows into the lounge. The little wizards gradually dispersed, and the huge room soon became silent, empty, and sank into darkness. in the darkness.

The young couple who returned late from a date woke up the fat lady who was already sleeping, opened the portrait hole with the password for a new day, and returned to the lounge amidst a burst of complaints from the fat lady.

Only a few candles and the remaining fire in the fireplace provided light, but it was also partially obscured by a strange-looking candlestick.

Loren and Hermione didn't care. They walked slowly in the extremely dark room, groping carefully without being impatient at all. They had good reason to warn themselves: this was all for safety reasons, in case they accidentally stumbled. Actually, it would be bad to disturb Madam Pomfrey at night.

Come to the solid wood stairs.

Hermione stood in front of the steps with a serious expression and looked at him seriously: "Do you remember the position of Jupiter clearly?"

She wore a long lavender down jacket, and the fluffy clothes made her look smaller. The weak light shone on her delicate and white face, which revealed a youthful exuberance.

It was so quiet here that Loren could hear his own heartbeat: "Remember, Professor Granger!"

"Good night then?"

Hermione looked up at him, her eyes bright and alert.

There must be magic in those eyes, some unfathomable spiritual magic.

Loren was immediately fascinated. He unconsciously held up the white and smooth little face in front of him and kissed it naturally.

The little witch's eyes suddenly opened wide, realizing that this was a polite and thoughtful goodnight kiss, so she raised her head slightly and closed her eyes to cooperate with him.

"..."

This ceremony lasted a little too long.

Hermione's cheeks felt hot and her whole body started to feel hot. A blush appeared on her cheeks. Her eyelashes trembled slightly and she couldn't help opening her eyes, just in time to meet Loren's eyes that were looking at her quietly.

"It's time to say goodbye!" Hermione signaled with her eyes, but found that the man was pretending to be confused. Not only did he not end it, he even sucked on it.

"!!"

The little witch took hold of the flexibility and bit it shyly.

"hiss--"

Loren let go and covered his mouth, complaining resentfully: "You can obviously push me away with your hands, but you insist on biting me!"

"Mom said you can't always accommodate boys..."

Hermione said with a smile, and walked up the stairs with a flick of her hair, tapping her toes lightly on the ground, walking briskly and lively.

……

The first morning of the new semester.

Loren tore the slices of bread in his hand into strips, soaked them in milk and then swallowed them slowly, with graceful and slow movements.

Harry and Ron couldn't help but glance at him. It was strange that he didn't usually move quickly and wolf down every meal...

New learning, new attitude?

Hermione drank the sweet pumpkin juice with a smile on her lips and narrowed her eyes, like Crookshanks lying in the sun, her eyelashes dyed golden by the goose-yellow candlelight.

Loren put down the cup expressionlessly, turned to look at her, and spoke with unclear words: "I will return it!"

Hermione's smile faded and her expression became serious.

After breakfast time, the little wizards rushed to various classrooms carrying books, parchment and quills as usual. The fourth year Gryffindors were a little more relaxed, as they had all morning outdoor lessons.

The grounds were still covered with thick snow, and there were fine condensation on the greenhouse windows. They couldn't see what was happening outside the windows while they were taking herbal medicine classes. No one wanted to attend a Care of Magical Creatures class in weather like this.

Ron had just finished shoveling a large bucket of humus: "Be happy, friends, at least the Blast-Ended Skrewts will keep us warm. They may chase us around, or they may explode a lot of sparks to make Hagrid's firewood burn. Build a fire."

The little wizards turned even paler when they heard this.

No one expected that Professor Hagrid gave them a surprise.

After the class bell rang, Hagrid led them through the stables. The huge Beauxbatons runes stood there, clinging to each other to resist the cold. They walked towards a big tree on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Under the tree There is a beautiful adult unicorn on a leash.

Many girls gasped in admiration when they saw the unicorn.

Loren first evaluated the magic level of the unicorn, but found that the magic level reflected by the famous unicorn was far lower than that of the fire dragon, and was only about the same as that of the eight-eyed giant spider.

This unicorn is so dazzlingly white that the surrounding snow seems a little gray in comparison... The magic power flowing through its body is also pure white, peaceful and tranquil, yet it is pregnant with vigorous vitality.

It paved the soil with its golden hooves restlessly and raised its horned head.

"Looks stupid..."

Considering that the Acromantula also has fangs and giant claws, the danger factor of the unicorn is only about 4X.

"Boys, stay back!" Hagrid shouted loudly, standing far away himself. "Unicorns like women's touch. Girls, stand in front and approach it carefully. Go ahead and relax... "

The girls turned to look at the boys proudly, then looked at the beautiful and shining unicorn, and walked forward with joy, leaving the boys standing guard by the stable fence.

Harry turned and looked at Ron with a meaningful look on his face: "Broken love makes people grow..."