Hogwarts and the Holy Grail War

"Okay, okay, thank you, little Ethan." Professor Garrick took the bag with a bright smile on his face, "Come with me, I'll show you something good."

"What is that? Is it a new herb?" Ethan honestly followed Professor Garrick to a round greenhouse.

"Look, this is the vegetable garden I prepared for you." Garrick opened the door of the greenhouse and pointed to the neatly arranged compound cultivation boxes inside, looking proud, "How about it, it should be enough."

"Really? Thank you, sister!" Ethan's eyes suddenly emitted a greedy green light.

Sow, it’s time to sow!

Chapter 108: I will only update two chapters first... I am not afraid that you won't be satisfied.

My name is Ethan, I'm 15 years old. I live in Hogwarts Castle in the northeast of the Scottish Highlands. I'm single. I go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and I always go back to the dormitory before 9 o'clock at the latest. I don't smoke or drink. I always go to bed before 11 o'clock at night and sleep for 8 hours every day.

I usually drink a cup of hot black tea before going to bed, do 20 minutes of stretching exercises to relax my body, and then go to sleep. In this way, I can sleep soundly until dawn, like a baby without any fatigue and stress, and welcome the next morning. Madam Pomfrey's health check results also showed that I was normal.

Well, that’s an overview of Ethan’s daily life during this time.

After the disastrous first two weeks, Ethan's school life fell into a kind of calm that was very different from the past.

He got up early every morning to do morning exercises, then went to the Great Hall for breakfast, and started a full day of classes. At night, when others had curfew, he had to take Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons from Professor Snape in the Slytherin dungeon. When he returned to the dormitory after a day's journey, Harry and his friends had basically fallen asleep.

On weekends, he would occasionally take time to go to the greenhouse to check on the pepper and star anise he had planted. The plants that he should have taken good care of were now automatically taken care of by magic, so he didn't need to worry too much about them. In fact, under the influence of various magical means, the growth rate was actually much faster.

After all, tinkering with these things is just a hobby. If he really delays his studies to take care of these things, it would be a bit of a waste of time. It is enough for him to indulge in a few tricks when he has free time.

Of course, it would also be impossible without Professor Garrick’s careful care of the crops when he was not free.

Ethan was deeply moved by this, and secretly decided that when the spices were ripe, he would give his sister a plate of the first pot of boiled fish made with them.

Hopefully Professor Garrick will be alright by then.

Speaking of Professor Garrick, ever since he gave Professor Garrick a scalp massage that weekend, she has been addicted to it as if she had taken some unspeakable plant and couldn't extricate herself. She insisted on going to give her a scalp massage once a week.

Ethan refused at first, because he couldn't just agree to do something immediately when someone asked him to do it, as that would make him seem like he could handle things easily.

So Professor Garrick allocated two more plots of land to him, and Ethan immediately agreed.

That's called a neat move.

In this way, time went round and round and it was Halloween.

Alanna came to see him several times during this period, wanting to ask him to go to Hogsmeade for a few more rounds, saying that she wanted to return the favor for the clothes she had given him last time, but everyone knew the real reason.

But Ethan declined all of them with various reasons. There was nothing he could do about it. He was now under house arrest, and it was impossible for him to walk out of the school gate with Alanna in a brazen manner.

Alanna was very understanding about this matter, and just asked Ethan to let her know when he was free. However, Cassandra, who always came with her, had a very unfriendly look on her face, as if she could eat her alive.

This is strange. She was not the one who was rejected, and the person involved hasn't even shown any anger yet. Why should she, an outsider, be so anxious?

But if I always refuse, I will feel guilty about it, so I'll find some time to sneak out.

Well, it’s mainly because I couldn’t hold it in any longer and wanted to go out for some fresh air, not for any other reason.

So, today, after finishing the divination class, Ethan and Alanna took advantage of the break to stroll slowly up and down the stairs, just like a low-end version of shopping.

Speaking of Divination, Trelawney has predicted no less than ten different ways of his death over the past month.

These include common ways of death such as drowning, burning, and being hit by objects thrown from high altitudes, as well as outrageous ways of death such as being trampled to death by a mad troll, being hacked to death by a suddenly crazy house-elf, and being stabbed in the heart by a ghost holding a spear.

Ethan wanted to ask Professor Trelawney at that time, is this ghost you are talking about wearing a blue tights and has particularly bad luck?

It's really like playing the erhu on a grave - nonsense.

Under this frequent information bombardment, not only Ethan who didn't care in the first place, but even Alanna who had believed in it firmly began to become numb.

"According to Professor Trelawney's prediction, I will be trampled to death by a troll twice this month." Ethan said suddenly, "Today is the last day of this month. I have to be careful."

"Well, you should be careful next month." Alanna nodded seriously, "Next month you might be beaten to death by a dark wizard who suddenly appears with a magic wand."

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Ethan stopped smiling and coughed lightly, "Are you free this weekend?"

"I'm always free." Alanna blinked. "What do you want to see me for?"

"Something." Ethan scratched his ear, and his eyes, which had been looking straight at Alana, began to wander. "Didn't you always ask me out before, but I was never free? I shouldn't have anything to do this weekend, so I was wondering if we could go out together..."

"This is not good. Don't the professors allow you to go out?" Alana lowered her head and said softly.

By now, she had figured out something. Ethan's reluctance to go out with her was not because of his nonsense like he was too busy, but because the professors did not allow Ethan to leave the area of ​​Hogwarts for some reason.

She was not a stupid girl, and she guessed almost instantly that this incident should be related to what she and Ethan had seen in Hogsmeade. Out of concern for Ethan's safety, she herself was unwilling to go out with Ethan.

She even regretted that she had always talked to Ethan about this matter, causing Ethan to always worry about it and even ignore his own safety to accompany her to resolve this matter.

But Ethan kept this in mind, and she was still very happy. So after she lowered her head, she tried her best to smile at the corners of her mouth, which Ethan couldn't see.

"Open up the situation, Alanna. It's better not to let the professors know about this." Ethan spread his hands, looking like a bad boy who was going to cause trouble. "Or do you not want to go to Hogsmeade?"

"I really want to, but now isn't the right time." Alana grabbed Ethan's clothes and shook her head. "Let's talk about this later, okay?"

"Okay, whatever you want." Ethan smiled. "Anyway, you have the final say on this matter. We..."

Ethan suddenly felt someone hit his chest hard, a petite figure bumped into his arms, and then suddenly retreated.

Ethan immediately saw who it was:

"Hermione?"

Chapter 109: The Troubles of Young Hermione

Hermione Granger had been feeling pretty bad lately.

This, of course, started when she completely fell out with Harry and Ron.

Ever since that time when he made those harsh remarks in the common room in the middle of the night, he had tried hard to restrain himself from paying any attention to Ron, and even Harry, who appeared with Ron as a pair, was implicated.

During this period, Harry and Ron's condition was not very good to be honest, and they made many stupid mistakes under her nose. She wanted to help countless times, but then she remembered what she had said before.

"I will never care about you again!"

Although people are small, they still need to save face.

Since no one else cares, wouldn't it make her look cheap if she went up to them and tried to please them?

If only Ethan were still here, he would understand what I was thinking and act as a peacemaker when he saw me like this.

But he had already gone to attend classes with the fourth graders, and he hardly ever saw him except when he was eating in the auditorium.

Forget it, so be it.

In today's Charms class, Ron and her were grouped together by Professor Flitwick. The two children, who were still quarreling, turned their heads away from each other and sat at the two ends of the double desk as far away from each other as possible.

"Now, don't forget that subtle wrist movement we've been practicing!" shrieked Professor Flitwick, standing on his pile of books as usual. "A flick and a flick. Remember, a flick and a flick. Make sure the movements are accurate. It's also very important to pronounce the spell correctly - Wingardium Leviosa!"

Professor Flitwick said it was simple, but it was not easy to do. Hermione lay on the table, staring blankly at the other duo doing useless work, her own wand just lay on the table, not moving at all.

She wasn't afraid of failure. She had already learned the levitation spell by herself before school started. If she tried it now, she was absolutely confident that she would succeed in one try. It was just that she didn't feel like showing off right now.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

boom!

A small mushroom cloud rose from the table in front of Harry and Seamus, who were sitting across from her.

Simo, whose hair was once again afro due to the noise he made, instantly attracted everyone's attention, and the classroom was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

Ron looked at the confused Seamus, swallowed subconsciously, and waved his wand at the feathers in front of him again.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

The feather still lay motionless on the table. Ron, who had failed again, almost roared in anger, and kept swinging the wand in his hand vigorously, almost hitting the desk several times.

Hermione looked at Seamus' face which had turned black due to the explosion, then looked at Ron, whose face looked hideous, and sighed imperceptibly.

Let's help him.

It's just because I like to teach others, not because I'm worried that he might get into an accident.

"Stop, stop, stop. You won't succeed if you swing your wand like that." Hermione reached out and held Ron's wand. "Didn't Professor Flitwick say to wave first and then shake it? And you're not pronouncing the spell correctly. It's Winga-Dim Levio-Sa, not Levio-Sa! The word 'ga' needs to be pronounced long and clearly."

"You're so smart, why don't you give it a try!" Ron said indignantly. He was already very impatient because he had tried again and again without success, and now he was lectured by a classmate he didn't like, so he got even more angry.

Hermione sighed and picked up her wand: "Wingardium Leviosa."

The pronunciation is clear and the movements are standard.

The feather on the table slowly floated up, rose over their heads, and stopped steadily in mid-air.

"Oh wow, well done!" Professor Flitwick spotted the feather above Hermione's desk and clapped his hands, calling out to the other students, "Everyone come and see, Miss Granger has succeeded!"

Hearing Professor Flitwick's praise, Hermione straightened her chest and unconsciously pulled a smile at the corner of her mouth. But to Ron standing by, this smile had some special meaning.

"See?" Hermione whispered to Ron under the envious or disdainful gazes of the crowd, "This is the correct way to read it."

I believe that with my correct demonstration, Ron will not make such low-level mistakes again.

But she missed one thing.

If you hate someone, then everything she does is wrong.

Ron was in a very bad mood. He didn't even pay attention to Hermione until the end of the Charms class. After the get out of class, he stood up and left with Harry and the others.

Hermione watched the others leave, talking and laughing, and silently packed up her textbooks, stood up and left the classroom, following not far behind them.

Anyway, in the past two months, no classmates were willing to go to get out of class with her, and she had gotten used to being alone.

"It's Levio-sa, not Levio-sa!" She suddenly heard Ron in front of her complaining loudly to Harry, "No wonder everyone can't stand her! To be honest, she's just like a nightmare."

The grievances and dissatisfaction accumulated over the past few days burst out at this moment, and tears immediately rushed out of her eyes. Hermione quickened her pace and ran past several boys.

"I think she heard you." Harry watched Hermione squeeze past him and bump into Ethan's arms, pursed his lips and said.

"So what?" Ron was clearly a little uneasy, but he was still stubborn, but his voice gradually became lower. "She must have noticed that she doesn't have any friends."

On the other side, Ethan frowned as he looked at Hermione who was looking aggrieved in front of him.

Hermione's condition at this moment was indeed not very good. Her red eyes were filled with tears, and bean-sized tears kept sliding down her cheeks. Her curly hair, which was not very neat to begin with, became even more messy, making her look very haggard.

"It's Ethan, sorry, I didn't notice you." Hermione kept wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with sobs.

"What's wrong with you? Who bullied you?" Alana leaned down slightly, wiped the tears from Hermione's face, and asked softly.

"No, I... I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Hermione shook her head, slipped sideways between Ethan and Alanna, and disappeared into the crowded corridor.

Ethan turned around and looked up to see Ron, who was standing in the crowd not far away with an embarrassed look on his face.

Okay, I knew it was you, kid.

Oh yes, today is Halloween. I have been so busy recently that I forgot about this plot point.

Hiss, it seems that Trelawney's prophecy has really come true in some strange way. I might really be stepped on by the troll tonight.

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Chapter 110 Nothing can be changed if you just watch

"Ron." Ethan pinched the root of his nose, feeling helpless. "Don't you think before you speak?"

"It's not my problem," Ron tried to argue, but his words seemed weak, "It's Hermione..."

Ethan didn't say anything, just looked at Ron quietly.

"Well, I... did go a little too far." Ron faced Ethan's piercing gaze, feeling guilty. "I'll apologize to her when we get back to the common room."

But Hermione did not show up in the common room, nor did she go to class for the rest of the afternoon.

This is very abnormal. Hermione is a model of a good student who abides by the rules and loves to study. She always wants to sit in the front row in class. It is impossible for her to skip classes.

Apparently he was hurt by someone, so he hid away and felt sad.

"Hermione, how is she?"

At the Halloween dinner in the evening, Ethan specially pulled Harry and Ron to sit next to several first-year girls and asked.

"She still refused to come out and kept crying in the stall of the women's bathroom." Parvati sighed sadly, "No matter how much I knocked on the bathroom door, she wouldn't open it. She also told me to go away and leave her alone."

Ron had already forgotten about Hermione because of the sumptuous dinner. He stopped eating voraciously and felt uncomfortable when he heard this.

The chicken drumstick in my hand suddenly didn’t taste good anymore.

"Ron, you are just committing a sin," Ethan whispered to Ron, "Look at what you have said about girls."

"I really know I was wrong," Ron said, looking very uneasy. "I'll go and apologize to her after I finish these two bites."

"You're still thinking about your two chicken legs at this time!" Ethan said angrily, "What are you waiting for? Go now!"