Chapter 187 Again
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 187 Again
as predicted,
—It was Neville Longbottom.
The round-faced little wizard with a very poor memory, Harry and their classmates in Gryffindor.
Then another voice broke into the car at the same time.
"You guys are here! . . . God! Where have you been! I've searched the whole train . . . Fred and George say you missed the train . . . "
Hermione walked in.
"Hermione, do you believe what Fred and George said?" Ron looked at Hermione in disbelief.
"Why Neville... did you lose your toad again?" Harry asked.
Neville said with a look of despair on his face, "Well... Harry, can you guys help me find Lefe... My grandma said that if I misplaced again, I would send a shouting letter to the school!"
"What howler letter?"
"It's best to open it when you receive it...it's worse if you don't open it...or even more terrifying!" Neville seemed to be remembering some terrible memory, with shame and fear mixed on his face.
Ron's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he interjected in horror, "Harry, you wouldn't want to receive such a letter... It would be like Hagrid's loud voice amplified a hundred times, and roaring at you..."
"In short, you will meet... Every wizard will always receive such a letter!"
Several people checked the compartment, but did not find Toad Laifu. At this time, Luna put down the magazine in her hand and said without reason, "I'm a little hungry, I want to eat pudding."
Um? ——(⊙o⊙)? ? ? +3
They looked at each other, and Harry clearly knew the meaning in Hermione's eyes, and shook his head to indicate that this was not McGuffin's sister.
Hermione looked at the McGuffin who was still in a daze, and she felt that the two guys were very similar.
Just as she was thinking this, a voice came from behind.
"Jean!...Honey..." It was the adult witch who sold magic lunches and snacks. She pushed the small food cart plopping from the front car to their compartment not far away.
"My dear... Would you like some scones? Today's main food is this... Of course there are other things to eat..." The witch stopped and put the food cart in front of the compartment door and said to the few people inside.
At this time, several people realized that it was almost one o'clock.
Luna put the magazine on the table, walked briskly, and came to the witch.
"I want pudding... chocolate and cream with peanut crumbs on top..."
Harry asked for a big row of scones in a large pot-the top of each scone was steaming, golden in color and attractive, and the smell of burnt wheat kernels permeated the workshop.
McGuffin took a strong sniff, and automatically woke up. He sniffed the scent, his nose twitched, and he swallowed continuously.
"Is there any sausage...and give me some more toast,...and some rocket lollipops..."
The witch took out sausages and bread from the cabinet at the bottom of the food factory, and then picked out what MacGuffin wanted from the top shelf where the snacks were placed, and handed them to him.
Neville looked sad and couldn't eat, but he didn't buy it.
Harry and Ron urged him to eat something together, saying - when dinner was over, they could accompany Neville on the train to find Toad's again.
Only then did McGuffin know what had happened, and when the witch was about to leave, he made a suggestion.
"Neville, you can go and ask...if you saw your toad!"
"Is that so? Is it possible?"
Seeing Neville's frustrated face, the fat witch agreed, and led the poor little wizard towards the front compartment.
He closed the carriage door.
Hermione stayed and they ate lunch together. Harry offered the scones to the others, but Luna refused. She stared at the pudding and muttered something like a spell to drive away toothy bugs.
"I don't know why Neville doesn't use the Flying Curse... If he can't... he can ask other senior wizards such as... Percy or other prefects to help him..." McGuffin remembered that Neville could also use the Flying Curse to get the toad back, and he asked a question.
Ron looked at him incredulously, and almost spit out the iced pumpkin juice in his mouth. After he swallowed it again with difficulty, he said, "McGuffin, have you ever seen the Flying Spell on a living or long-distance situation...I advise you to learn this magic in the future, it's best not to try this spell on Garon and Sik, or use it to take food...It will end very badly!"
"Bill tried it... made [The Burrow] a mess, it was horrible... trust me, don't try to do that!"
"Never use this spell if something is in the way or across the room..."
He said with a look of fear.
The scenery outside changed rapidly, and after a short meal, the train crossed the fields and came to a vast purple swamp...
Luna still lowered her head, she just took a small bite of the black chocolate pudding she bought,...McGuffin and the others watched her put it into her mouth bit by bit, savoring it carefully...and flipped through the magazine from time to time.
"What kind of magazine is this?" Seeing a magazine she didn't know, Hermione couldn't help but peeked out. Seeing Luna turn her head, she immediately introduced herself to the other party.
"I'm Hermione Granger, are you?"
Her tone didn't sound as high-spirited as last year. It seemed that Hermione's original haughty attitude had gradually faded during this year's relationship with Harry McGuffin and the others.
Luna answered her name again.
Afterwards, she finally put the last bite of pudding into her mouth... She squinted her eyes with a look of enjoyment, and a smile was drawn on her face, just like a kitten can't help herself when encountering catnip.
"What kind of magazine are you? Why haven't I read it... [Daily Prophet] [Daily Wizard] [Transfiguration Today]...I have read these magazines and newspapers during the summer vacation. How could I not have seen this magazine?"
Ron was taken aback when he heard that, "What is she doing, it's summer vacation!"
Hermione ignored it, she was very curious about what she didn't know about magazine psychology.
"This is the [quibbler]..."
"I've heard of this magazine... There are senior seniors and professors who say... These things are all nonsense..."
——Um, all right!It seems that Hermione's emotional intelligence needs further training.
Hermione didn't wait for Luna to answer, then said sharply, "I heard them say... The Quibbler is a load of rubbish, everyone knows that."
"I'm sorry," Luna said, her voice suddenly less wavy and firmer. "My father is a magazine editor."
"Me? Oh!..." Hermione said in embarrassment, "Well, there are still some interesting things on it...I mean, it can still...provide some different...points of view..."
"It's okay, a lot of people see it that way anyway..." Luna said coldly, she flipped to the middle page, turned it upside down firmly, and blocked her face behind.
The atmosphere in the room was very awkward, and it fell silent for a while.
Harry and the others could only watch the scenery of the train speeding by outside the window.
After the train left the swamp, they realized clearly that today's weather is really good.
The sun was shining brightly, and white clouds of various shapes drifted across the blue sky from time to time... there were pagoda-shaped, vortex-shaped, and a huge swelled mushroom cloud left like an atomic bomb explosion... Even when Ron called, McGuffin saw a cloud that looked like a chocolate frog.
McGuffin licked the rocket lollipop. The intake of sugar caused his brain to continuously secrete dopamine...which made him feel happy and freed him from the panic and anxiety of the collapse of the plot.
And after holding this lollipop for a while, McGuffin's hair stood up, bursting out like fireworks, and emitting colorful lights... If it was at night, you could even see his hair sprinkled with stars and sparks flying.
That's why it's called Rocket Lollipop.
Of course, the taste of this magic stick is also very peculiar, with absolute spiciness in the sweetness... It is such a strange and pungent taste that makes McGuffin unable to extricate himself.
(Of course Ron Harry can't accept that!
——This is their loss! )
Not much to say, as the train came out of the swamp, it passed through small villages, and houses were dotted sporadically in the wilderness... But now, it is a busy big city, with countless vehicles coming and going, Muggles passing the Hogwarts train like ants, but they didn't notice it at all.
——In this situation, it is no wonder that wizards have such a strong sense of superiority over Muggle society.
In this way, the scenery outside kept changing, and after several hours, Hermione couldn't bear the dull air in the car.
——Harry and Ron were able to chat quietly about Quidditch, but she was still a little worried about Neville, and finally she left the car to see how Neville was doing... Did you find Toad?
Soon, the sun began to sink into the clouds, dyeing the clouds at the edge of the sky orange.
The sky was also getting a little darker.
McGuffin looked out the window. The train was about to wind its way around a snow-covered mountain, and he remembered that it would pass through a long, dark tunnel.
At this moment, the door of the carriage was pulled open... Neville staggered and ran in with a panicked face, holding the big toad, Raffle, in his arms.
Several people turned their heads and found that the clothes on his body were also a little tattered, and there were some bruises on his face... Then Hermione also came in from the outside and closed the door.
The look on their faces looked panic-stricken.
"What's going on?" Ron asked.
"It was Malfoy who hid Neville's toad..." Hermione said.
Neville looked at Hermione with a look of admiration, "Thank you, Hermione! Thanks to you... I got Raffle..."
Looking at Neville's happy face, McGuffin really didn't understand what is so good about a big toad, it deserves Neville's attention.
Just then, the compartment door was opened for the third time.
Someone unceremoniously opened the door... with a loud noise.
Several people turned their heads and saw, as expected, it was the boy with hairspray—Malfoy and his two meat shield followers.
Malfoy's sneer made Harry Ron very unhappy.
The two of them immediately jumped up and stood in front of the three of Malfoy.
"What do you want to do?" The two said unceremoniously first.
Malfoy's shiny hair, I don't know if he put some more hairspray on it, and the reflection was enhanced. He dragged his voice and glanced at the car. When he saw the weird little witch Luna, he laughed unabashedly, and finally turned his eyes on Hermione.
"Ha! Neville, you have a little girlfriend!"
When Ron clenched his fists and wanted to rush out, the two followers... Crabbe and Goyle stood in front of Malfoy.
They seemed to be born to serve as meat shields for Malfoy, both in terms of IQ and size... Both of them were huge, round-chested, muscular, almost twice Harry's weight.
Goyle has a short neck, thick neck, and long hair. He looks like an underdeveloped gorilla. Crabbe has a watermelon head, and his IQ is not much higher than that of an orangutan.
"Hey! — tsk tsk! What are you in a hurry for, Weasley! Your father lived among Muggles in Diagon Alley... he's become a complete disgrace to a pure-blood family in the wizarding world... Take my advice, don't be like him..." Malfoy said in his languid drawl, which was annoying.
"A stupid brain and an idiot's words... complement each other perfectly..." At this time, Luna, who covered herself with the [Quicker] magazine, said suddenly.
This made the others immediately laugh.
Malfoy said in exasperation, "Who?"
"Don't be ashamed of standing here, Malfoy, I'm afraid your father doesn't want you to behave like this!" McGuffin stood up, trying to drive away this trouble like brown sugar.
Seeing McGuffin standing up, Malfoy calmed down instead. He continued to provoke him and said, "What can you do? Since you did that last year, little wizards other than Hogwarts prefects and student union representatives are not allowed to cast magic attacks on other students on the train!"
(When I first entered school last year, through a loophole in the Hogwarts regulations, McGuffin cast the [Levitation Curse] to levitate several people, and gave him a severe lesson.)
"If you want to use it...just wait to be fired!"
"If you have the ability, cast a spell on me, try it!" He laughed wildly.
"Neville, let me borrow your toad. I want to see what effect it will have by feeding it some strenuous fireworks... Why did you let Hermione go to Hogwarts school just now? I will return it to you." Seeing that McGuffin didn't move, this guy was even more proud.
He arrogantly ordered Goyle and Crabbe, and the two of them squeezed into the compartment, and the compartment seemed to be stuffed with sunken buns, almost bursting.
Goyle pushed Ron away, trying awkwardly to snatch Lyfe from Neville's arms.
Ron Harry wanted to grab this guy from behind, but the two of them with a multiple of size gap were not Goyle's opponents, let alone Crabbe flanking him from behind.
McGuffin stood up, Goyle and Crabbe cheered up, and immediately took two steps back.
But they saw that McGuffin didn't take out his wand, and before Malfoy could order, the two of them surrounded him with grim smiles.
(End of this chapter)
as predicted,
—It was Neville Longbottom.
The round-faced little wizard with a very poor memory, Harry and their classmates in Gryffindor.
Then another voice broke into the car at the same time.
"You guys are here! . . . God! Where have you been! I've searched the whole train . . . Fred and George say you missed the train . . . "
Hermione walked in.
"Hermione, do you believe what Fred and George said?" Ron looked at Hermione in disbelief.
"Why Neville... did you lose your toad again?" Harry asked.
Neville said with a look of despair on his face, "Well... Harry, can you guys help me find Lefe... My grandma said that if I misplaced again, I would send a shouting letter to the school!"
"What howler letter?"
"It's best to open it when you receive it...it's worse if you don't open it...or even more terrifying!" Neville seemed to be remembering some terrible memory, with shame and fear mixed on his face.
Ron's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he interjected in horror, "Harry, you wouldn't want to receive such a letter... It would be like Hagrid's loud voice amplified a hundred times, and roaring at you..."
"In short, you will meet... Every wizard will always receive such a letter!"
Several people checked the compartment, but did not find Toad Laifu. At this time, Luna put down the magazine in her hand and said without reason, "I'm a little hungry, I want to eat pudding."
Um? ——(⊙o⊙)? ? ? +3
They looked at each other, and Harry clearly knew the meaning in Hermione's eyes, and shook his head to indicate that this was not McGuffin's sister.
Hermione looked at the McGuffin who was still in a daze, and she felt that the two guys were very similar.
Just as she was thinking this, a voice came from behind.
"Jean!...Honey..." It was the adult witch who sold magic lunches and snacks. She pushed the small food cart plopping from the front car to their compartment not far away.
"My dear... Would you like some scones? Today's main food is this... Of course there are other things to eat..." The witch stopped and put the food cart in front of the compartment door and said to the few people inside.
At this time, several people realized that it was almost one o'clock.
Luna put the magazine on the table, walked briskly, and came to the witch.
"I want pudding... chocolate and cream with peanut crumbs on top..."
Harry asked for a big row of scones in a large pot-the top of each scone was steaming, golden in color and attractive, and the smell of burnt wheat kernels permeated the workshop.
McGuffin took a strong sniff, and automatically woke up. He sniffed the scent, his nose twitched, and he swallowed continuously.
"Is there any sausage...and give me some more toast,...and some rocket lollipops..."
The witch took out sausages and bread from the cabinet at the bottom of the food factory, and then picked out what MacGuffin wanted from the top shelf where the snacks were placed, and handed them to him.
Neville looked sad and couldn't eat, but he didn't buy it.
Harry and Ron urged him to eat something together, saying - when dinner was over, they could accompany Neville on the train to find Toad's again.
Only then did McGuffin know what had happened, and when the witch was about to leave, he made a suggestion.
"Neville, you can go and ask...if you saw your toad!"
"Is that so? Is it possible?"
Seeing Neville's frustrated face, the fat witch agreed, and led the poor little wizard towards the front compartment.
He closed the carriage door.
Hermione stayed and they ate lunch together. Harry offered the scones to the others, but Luna refused. She stared at the pudding and muttered something like a spell to drive away toothy bugs.
"I don't know why Neville doesn't use the Flying Curse... If he can't... he can ask other senior wizards such as... Percy or other prefects to help him..." McGuffin remembered that Neville could also use the Flying Curse to get the toad back, and he asked a question.
Ron looked at him incredulously, and almost spit out the iced pumpkin juice in his mouth. After he swallowed it again with difficulty, he said, "McGuffin, have you ever seen the Flying Spell on a living or long-distance situation...I advise you to learn this magic in the future, it's best not to try this spell on Garon and Sik, or use it to take food...It will end very badly!"
"Bill tried it... made [The Burrow] a mess, it was horrible... trust me, don't try to do that!"
"Never use this spell if something is in the way or across the room..."
He said with a look of fear.
The scenery outside changed rapidly, and after a short meal, the train crossed the fields and came to a vast purple swamp...
Luna still lowered her head, she just took a small bite of the black chocolate pudding she bought,...McGuffin and the others watched her put it into her mouth bit by bit, savoring it carefully...and flipped through the magazine from time to time.
"What kind of magazine is this?" Seeing a magazine she didn't know, Hermione couldn't help but peeked out. Seeing Luna turn her head, she immediately introduced herself to the other party.
"I'm Hermione Granger, are you?"
Her tone didn't sound as high-spirited as last year. It seemed that Hermione's original haughty attitude had gradually faded during this year's relationship with Harry McGuffin and the others.
Luna answered her name again.
Afterwards, she finally put the last bite of pudding into her mouth... She squinted her eyes with a look of enjoyment, and a smile was drawn on her face, just like a kitten can't help herself when encountering catnip.
"What kind of magazine are you? Why haven't I read it... [Daily Prophet] [Daily Wizard] [Transfiguration Today]...I have read these magazines and newspapers during the summer vacation. How could I not have seen this magazine?"
Ron was taken aback when he heard that, "What is she doing, it's summer vacation!"
Hermione ignored it, she was very curious about what she didn't know about magazine psychology.
"This is the [quibbler]..."
"I've heard of this magazine... There are senior seniors and professors who say... These things are all nonsense..."
——Um, all right!It seems that Hermione's emotional intelligence needs further training.
Hermione didn't wait for Luna to answer, then said sharply, "I heard them say... The Quibbler is a load of rubbish, everyone knows that."
"I'm sorry," Luna said, her voice suddenly less wavy and firmer. "My father is a magazine editor."
"Me? Oh!..." Hermione said in embarrassment, "Well, there are still some interesting things on it...I mean, it can still...provide some different...points of view..."
"It's okay, a lot of people see it that way anyway..." Luna said coldly, she flipped to the middle page, turned it upside down firmly, and blocked her face behind.
The atmosphere in the room was very awkward, and it fell silent for a while.
Harry and the others could only watch the scenery of the train speeding by outside the window.
After the train left the swamp, they realized clearly that today's weather is really good.
The sun was shining brightly, and white clouds of various shapes drifted across the blue sky from time to time... there were pagoda-shaped, vortex-shaped, and a huge swelled mushroom cloud left like an atomic bomb explosion... Even when Ron called, McGuffin saw a cloud that looked like a chocolate frog.
McGuffin licked the rocket lollipop. The intake of sugar caused his brain to continuously secrete dopamine...which made him feel happy and freed him from the panic and anxiety of the collapse of the plot.
And after holding this lollipop for a while, McGuffin's hair stood up, bursting out like fireworks, and emitting colorful lights... If it was at night, you could even see his hair sprinkled with stars and sparks flying.
That's why it's called Rocket Lollipop.
Of course, the taste of this magic stick is also very peculiar, with absolute spiciness in the sweetness... It is such a strange and pungent taste that makes McGuffin unable to extricate himself.
(Of course Ron Harry can't accept that!
——This is their loss! )
Not much to say, as the train came out of the swamp, it passed through small villages, and houses were dotted sporadically in the wilderness... But now, it is a busy big city, with countless vehicles coming and going, Muggles passing the Hogwarts train like ants, but they didn't notice it at all.
——In this situation, it is no wonder that wizards have such a strong sense of superiority over Muggle society.
In this way, the scenery outside kept changing, and after several hours, Hermione couldn't bear the dull air in the car.
——Harry and Ron were able to chat quietly about Quidditch, but she was still a little worried about Neville, and finally she left the car to see how Neville was doing... Did you find Toad?
Soon, the sun began to sink into the clouds, dyeing the clouds at the edge of the sky orange.
The sky was also getting a little darker.
McGuffin looked out the window. The train was about to wind its way around a snow-covered mountain, and he remembered that it would pass through a long, dark tunnel.
At this moment, the door of the carriage was pulled open... Neville staggered and ran in with a panicked face, holding the big toad, Raffle, in his arms.
Several people turned their heads and found that the clothes on his body were also a little tattered, and there were some bruises on his face... Then Hermione also came in from the outside and closed the door.
The look on their faces looked panic-stricken.
"What's going on?" Ron asked.
"It was Malfoy who hid Neville's toad..." Hermione said.
Neville looked at Hermione with a look of admiration, "Thank you, Hermione! Thanks to you... I got Raffle..."
Looking at Neville's happy face, McGuffin really didn't understand what is so good about a big toad, it deserves Neville's attention.
Just then, the compartment door was opened for the third time.
Someone unceremoniously opened the door... with a loud noise.
Several people turned their heads and saw, as expected, it was the boy with hairspray—Malfoy and his two meat shield followers.
Malfoy's sneer made Harry Ron very unhappy.
The two of them immediately jumped up and stood in front of the three of Malfoy.
"What do you want to do?" The two said unceremoniously first.
Malfoy's shiny hair, I don't know if he put some more hairspray on it, and the reflection was enhanced. He dragged his voice and glanced at the car. When he saw the weird little witch Luna, he laughed unabashedly, and finally turned his eyes on Hermione.
"Ha! Neville, you have a little girlfriend!"
When Ron clenched his fists and wanted to rush out, the two followers... Crabbe and Goyle stood in front of Malfoy.
They seemed to be born to serve as meat shields for Malfoy, both in terms of IQ and size... Both of them were huge, round-chested, muscular, almost twice Harry's weight.
Goyle has a short neck, thick neck, and long hair. He looks like an underdeveloped gorilla. Crabbe has a watermelon head, and his IQ is not much higher than that of an orangutan.
"Hey! — tsk tsk! What are you in a hurry for, Weasley! Your father lived among Muggles in Diagon Alley... he's become a complete disgrace to a pure-blood family in the wizarding world... Take my advice, don't be like him..." Malfoy said in his languid drawl, which was annoying.
"A stupid brain and an idiot's words... complement each other perfectly..." At this time, Luna, who covered herself with the [Quicker] magazine, said suddenly.
This made the others immediately laugh.
Malfoy said in exasperation, "Who?"
"Don't be ashamed of standing here, Malfoy, I'm afraid your father doesn't want you to behave like this!" McGuffin stood up, trying to drive away this trouble like brown sugar.
Seeing McGuffin standing up, Malfoy calmed down instead. He continued to provoke him and said, "What can you do? Since you did that last year, little wizards other than Hogwarts prefects and student union representatives are not allowed to cast magic attacks on other students on the train!"
(When I first entered school last year, through a loophole in the Hogwarts regulations, McGuffin cast the [Levitation Curse] to levitate several people, and gave him a severe lesson.)
"If you want to use it...just wait to be fired!"
"If you have the ability, cast a spell on me, try it!" He laughed wildly.
"Neville, let me borrow your toad. I want to see what effect it will have by feeding it some strenuous fireworks... Why did you let Hermione go to Hogwarts school just now? I will return it to you." Seeing that McGuffin didn't move, this guy was even more proud.
He arrogantly ordered Goyle and Crabbe, and the two of them squeezed into the compartment, and the compartment seemed to be stuffed with sunken buns, almost bursting.
Goyle pushed Ron away, trying awkwardly to snatch Lyfe from Neville's arms.
Ron Harry wanted to grab this guy from behind, but the two of them with a multiple of size gap were not Goyle's opponents, let alone Crabbe flanking him from behind.
McGuffin stood up, Goyle and Crabbe cheered up, and immediately took two steps back.
But they saw that McGuffin didn't take out his wand, and before Malfoy could order, the two of them surrounded him with grim smiles.
(End of this chapter)
