Chapter 111 A Boring Farce
·
Wo Bu Geng Xin
"So, do you think that the usage of the spells that Luke taught us requires calculation?"
Taylor looked at Hermione strangely, and didn't quite understand what she said.
Hermione nodded seriously and said, "The spells taught by Luke, when the two of us use them, there is a big difference in power."
Tyler recalled his head-sized fireball, or Hermione's egg-sized fireball.
"This is not an excuse you want..."
Taylor said to Hermione with a bit of ridicule while recalling the embarrassing scene at that time.
But what is surprising is that Hermione didn't refute immediately, but said embarrassedly: "One thing, I thought about it as an excuse at first."
Taylor found himself chatting more and more in the past two days.She obviously turned off her talent, but she can always talk about things to embarrassing places.
"But since the Halloween party, I started to feel that something is not right. Luke's Patronus spell feels very similar to the flame, but it is different from the other spells."
"According to the casting method taught by Luke, although my flame spell is getting stronger and stronger, it is still not as powerful as casting spells in the traditional way."
The expression on Hermione's face was puzzled and solemn: "Although it seems to be ignoring this matter, I really don't want Luke to use the same spellcasting method, but he is so much better than me."
After hearing this, Taylor finally couldn't hold back. He patted Hermione's tightly clenched hands on his knees and said, "Don't pay too much attention to this, Luke can't be considered a normal person."
Hermione is also a genius, which even Malfoy admits.But there is still no comparison with Luke.
"I know, but the feeling of not being reconciled will not disappear easily."
Hermione sighed, shook her head, and put aside such thoughts: "But I also discovered that the method of casting spells taught by Luke can be explained through calculations."
"Have you found a way to calculate?"
There was nothing wrong with what Hermione said, and Taylor knew that she was able to recognize this because Luke gave a little hint when everyone was at a loss.
Although he just said things like 'change the angle' and 'rule'.But to be honest, Taylor didn't expect Hermione to be so keen on such things.
"Well, it's not me, it's my father..."
Hermione said with some embarrassment.
But it was fine if she didn't speak, but this opening made Taylor even more confused.
"Your father, he's not a..."
Taylor couldn't even maintain his composure, and his beautiful almond eyes widened instantly.The mouth is slightly opened, forming an O shape.
"Yes, it's a Muggle." Hermione didn't take it seriously either. As a Muggle wizard, she knew best how wizards looked down on Muggles.
So when she said this now, she didn't have the slightest inferiority complex, but rather proud.
"But my dad told me that if you talk about laws, maybe mathematics and calculations still work."
"Of course, for now, this is just a conjecture. I want to find some real evidence, and then discuss this issue with Luke." Hermione stretched out her hand and pressed her hand against Taylor's, earnestly Said: "Help me, Taylor, we can."
Taylor nodded without hesitation and said, "It's fine to help you, Hermione, we are friends. But..."
She hesitated for a moment, but still said to Hermione, "But I think it's also necessary to tell you what I found."
Hermione frowned, of course she didn't want to tell Luke just such a thought.
As for why...
"Seriously, Taylor." Hermione's expression was actually quite subtle, "I don't think Luke doesn't know about it."
Taylor was stunned for a moment, but he came back to his senses later.
Thinking back to Luke's few words when he taught them, thinking about it now, it seemed that she didn't understand it all over the place, but Hermione seemed to be inspired.
In that sense, is there anything more alike between Hermione and Luke?
Taylor came to this conclusion, but she is still an 11-year-old child after all, and she can't say any specific systematic and logical words to describe this similarity.
Looking at Taylor's expression, Hermione seemed to have thought of something, so she fell into deep thought.
These two people looked like they came to see the Quidditch match, but in fact they didn't care about the players on the field at all.
Coupled with the silent enchantment around them, they couldn't hear the noise around them at all.
And this, until Hermione saw the excitement of the people around her out of the corner of her eye.
Sensing the abnormal situation around her, Hermione quickly patted Taylor on the shoulder, looked at the people around, and said, "Taylor, put away the barrier, something seems to be wrong."
Taylor finally came back to his senses and looked around. The Gryffindor students looked a little excited.
She put away the enchantment, and the noisy life poured into her ears almost instantly, which made her a little painful.
Accustomed to quietness, even silence, it was always difficult for her to accept such a scene.
So she opened the barrier silently, isolated herself in it, only let Hermione's voice come in, and opened her ability, and poked towards Malfoy's head who was rushing over there.
"Harry, this guy has been tricked?! Ha, it's a good thing, but Luke is right, making Harry hate me is not a skill at all, but making Harry hate me, he has to thank me, That’s what I can do.”
Malfoy's voice echoed in Taylor's mind.
Tyler thought he saw a monkey being fooled with a banana.She felt that she couldn't say that the monkey was bad, but that the people who fooled the monkey really had no conscience.
"There's something wrong with Harry's broom. Probably lost control of the broom."
Hermione listened outside for a while, and almost figured out the whole story.
"The game may be forced to end."
Then, Hermione glanced at Draco who was standing beside Ron.
"I didn't expect him to deliver the letter. Is that what Luke meant?"
Hermione looked at Taylor suspiciously.
Taylor nodded: "There is basically no doubt about this kind of thing."
So Hermione gave Malfoy a look that was almost pity, but she looked away in a blink of an eye.
It was the two who looked at the court, and now it was Harry who was crumbling.
Although Harry was still sitting on the broom, it was obvious that the broom was not working.
Some people were shouting for an end to the game, but others expressed their displeasure with Harry.
Among those who expressed dissatisfaction with Harry, there were many Gryffindors.
"If it doesn't work, replace it!"
shouted an unknown Gryffindor student.
"I knew it would not be a good thing for a first-year to be a Seeker!"
Another person shouted in a similar tone.
Although what he said was righteous and awe-inspiring, it even meant 'if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes'.But in fact, what you want to say can't be hidden from others at all.
"You nonsense! Harry is amazing!"
Ron naturally stood up to defend his little friend, and the person who spoke at the beginning glanced at him contemptuously, and then said, "Excellent? Can't you even control your own broom like now?"
Ron wanted to refute, but looking at the tall and strong senior student with a fierce appearance, he was somewhat apprehensive.
"Shut up! Toke!" Percy Weasley stood up and said when he saw his younger brother being scolded, "You are not selected because you are not capable. Don't make excuses! Harry is Better than you! Everyone saw it during the training match!"
The young man named Tok sneered: "A person who can't even play Quidditch dares to say that I can't do it now. Why, Percy, shall we compare flying?"
Percy stood up abruptly, and was about to retort, but what came out was: "I'm not comparing you."
The momentum is much weaker.Hearing this, Toke sneered again, and opened his mouth to be angry.
Then I heard a calm and clear voice: "If you say that a player is not good, do the audience have to play by themselves? We are not good at sports, but it doesn't mean we can't understand the ball."
Penello, who was sitting next to Percy, looked at Tork coldly and said.
"Even if we can't understand the strength of the players, can Wood also not understand? He didn't choose you because you are worse than Harry."
"He's just doing it for Potter's reputation!"
Tok yelled as if his tail had been stepped on.
"Cut~"
Only Penello's sneer responded to him.
"What are you doing with our Gryffindor business, a Ravenclaw?"
Beside Tok, another person who spoke said quietly: "Because you are Weasley's girlfriend? What a coincidence, our good friend Mr. Weasley doesn't seem to have mentioned this matter yet."
"It has nothing to do with you." The look of contempt on Penello's face did not change at all.
But the man did sneer and said, "Are you rushing up and down? It's really interesting. Because the Weasleys are nobles? Penello, I really didn't expect you to be such a woman."
Penello still didn't maintain his demeanor after all.While his face turned pale, he was ready to refute again.
"Although Potter's flying skills are not top-notch, it's not something you two can slander."
Malfoy's trademark, haughty and contemptuous tone sounded.
He naturally attracted everyone's attention.
No way, although a person like Malfoy is hated by many people, he also has the ability to instantly attract everyone's attention to himself.
Looking at the two Gryffindor seniors with pale and uncertain faces, Malfoy showed a Slytherin signature smile: "So this is the 'brave Gryffindor', who only dares after failure, when others barking behind his back."
In fact, before he said this, some people had a somewhat favorable impression of this little snake who stood up to speak for Harry.
but now……
"Didn't he know not to taunt others when surrounded by them?"
Hermione asked in shock.
Only Taylor shook his head blankly in response.
And Malfoy didn't seem to sense the bad looks of the people around him at all.There was still that contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth, as if he was about to make another big wave.
"If you really care about Harry, you shouldn't be discussing these things here now."
Hermione couldn't hold back in the end, and opened her mouth to break the scene where Malfoy would be beaten up at any moment.
Everyone's relationship has eased, but this is really not a reason for you to laugh at the group.
According to Taylor's observation, when Harry was still struggling in a crisis, but the people in the audience started to argue, the only person who cared about Harry's life and death was actually only Neville standing at the front of the audience...
Maybe the savior is not as cared about as he and others think.
That's all Taylor could say.
Such a big mess here, naturally cannot be hidden from other colleges, so like a domino being pushed, all the students in the auditorium looked at this side, and even the professors were involved here to the sight.
Taylor frowned all of a sudden, and instinctively felt something was wrong.
"Yes! We should save Potter first!"
Malfoy seemed to have finally sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, patted himself on the head, and then pulled Ron and ran towards the referee Mrs. Hooch.
From Ron's blank eyes, he didn't seem to understand why Malfoy had to run with him.
"Malfoy came to report, but why ran this way first? Can't you just tell the referee?"
Hermione watched their leaving backs, and finally realized something was wrong.
Taylor was silent for a long time, listening to the whistle that finally rang in his ears, and the expressions of people who were either relieved or obviously regretful.
She couldn't see Luke's expression clearly, but she always felt that it would not be any joy or excitement.
"Maybe...he doesn't care about Harry's life or death. He came here to say something first, it can only prove that Malfoy and Harry have a good relationship."
Taylor spoke in a soft voice, as if uncertain.
Hermione was puzzled after hearing this: "Is this important?"
Taylor just shook his head.
"I am not sure as well."
Saying that, she looked at Luke in the distance again.But it's strange that Luke, who was still there just now, seems to have left.
There was no one else around Luke.The seats owned by the four colleges are about the same.But Slytherin has the fewest people, plus the little snakes like to engage in small groups, when Luke is sitting next to someone, very few people will go to him for 'socializing'.
So Luke is now in a position where no one is paying attention.
But if someone looked this way at this time, they would find that Luke had disappeared.
In fact, he is on the top floor, overlooking everything on the court and in the audience.
Harry's critical moment.Gryffindor's uproar.Snape and Quirrell fight.
He sees it all.
But at this moment, he had his left hand clenched on his chin, and his right hand rested lazily on the armrest, as if he had no strength.With Erlang's legs crossed, it looks like a posture for watching a theater.
Similarly, he also had a slight smile on his face, as if he appreciated this farce-like game.
But if you look into his eyes, you will find that they are almost full of indifference.It seemed that he had anticipated everything in front of him and was indifferent.
"Such a farce... is really..."
"It's boring."
Taylor looked at Hermione strangely, and didn't quite understand what she said.
Hermione nodded seriously and said, "The spells taught by Luke, when the two of us use them, there is a big difference in power."
Tyler recalled his head-sized fireball, or Hermione's egg-sized fireball.
"This is not an excuse you want..."
Taylor said to Hermione with a bit of ridicule while recalling the embarrassing scene at that time.
But what is surprising is that Hermione didn't refute immediately, but said embarrassedly: "One thing, I thought about it as an excuse at first."
Taylor found himself chatting more and more in the past two days.She obviously turned off her talent, but she can always talk about things to embarrassing places.
"But since the Halloween party, I started to feel that something is not right. Luke's Patronus spell feels very similar to the flame, but it is different from the other spells."
"According to the casting method taught by Luke, although my flame spell is getting stronger and stronger, it is still not as powerful as casting spells in the traditional way."
The expression on Hermione's face was puzzled and solemn: "Although it seems to be ignoring this matter, I really don't want Luke to use the same spellcasting method, but he is so much better than me."
After hearing this, Taylor finally couldn't hold back. He patted Hermione's tightly clenched hands on his knees and said, "Don't pay too much attention to this, Luke can't be considered a normal person."
Hermione is also a genius, which even Malfoy admits.But there is still no comparison with Luke.
"I know, but the feeling of not being reconciled will not disappear easily."
Hermione sighed, shook her head, and put aside such thoughts: "But I also discovered that the method of casting spells taught by Luke can be explained through calculations."
"Have you found a way to calculate?"
There was nothing wrong with what Hermione said, and Taylor knew that she was able to recognize this because Luke gave a little hint when everyone was at a loss.
Although he just said things like 'change the angle' and 'rule'.But to be honest, Taylor didn't expect Hermione to be so keen on such things.
"Well, it's not me, it's my father..."
Hermione said with some embarrassment.
But it was fine if she didn't speak, but this opening made Taylor even more confused.
"Your father, he's not a..."
Taylor couldn't even maintain his composure, and his beautiful almond eyes widened instantly.The mouth is slightly opened, forming an O shape.
"Yes, it's a Muggle." Hermione didn't take it seriously either. As a Muggle wizard, she knew best how wizards looked down on Muggles.
So when she said this now, she didn't have the slightest inferiority complex, but rather proud.
"But my dad told me that if you talk about laws, maybe mathematics and calculations still work."
"Of course, for now, this is just a conjecture. I want to find some real evidence, and then discuss this issue with Luke." Hermione stretched out her hand and pressed her hand against Taylor's, earnestly Said: "Help me, Taylor, we can."
Taylor nodded without hesitation and said, "It's fine to help you, Hermione, we are friends. But..."
She hesitated for a moment, but still said to Hermione, "But I think it's also necessary to tell you what I found."
Hermione frowned, of course she didn't want to tell Luke just such a thought.
As for why...
"Seriously, Taylor." Hermione's expression was actually quite subtle, "I don't think Luke doesn't know about it."
Taylor was stunned for a moment, but he came back to his senses later.
Thinking back to Luke's few words when he taught them, thinking about it now, it seemed that she didn't understand it all over the place, but Hermione seemed to be inspired.
In that sense, is there anything more alike between Hermione and Luke?
Taylor came to this conclusion, but she is still an 11-year-old child after all, and she can't say any specific systematic and logical words to describe this similarity.
Looking at Taylor's expression, Hermione seemed to have thought of something, so she fell into deep thought.
These two people looked like they came to see the Quidditch match, but in fact they didn't care about the players on the field at all.
Coupled with the silent enchantment around them, they couldn't hear the noise around them at all.
And this, until Hermione saw the excitement of the people around her out of the corner of her eye.
Sensing the abnormal situation around her, Hermione quickly patted Taylor on the shoulder, looked at the people around, and said, "Taylor, put away the barrier, something seems to be wrong."
Taylor finally came back to his senses and looked around. The Gryffindor students looked a little excited.
She put away the enchantment, and the noisy life poured into her ears almost instantly, which made her a little painful.
Accustomed to quietness, even silence, it was always difficult for her to accept such a scene.
So she opened the barrier silently, isolated herself in it, only let Hermione's voice come in, and opened her ability, and poked towards Malfoy's head who was rushing over there.
"Harry, this guy has been tricked?! Ha, it's a good thing, but Luke is right, making Harry hate me is not a skill at all, but making Harry hate me, he has to thank me, That’s what I can do.”
Malfoy's voice echoed in Taylor's mind.
Tyler thought he saw a monkey being fooled with a banana.She felt that she couldn't say that the monkey was bad, but that the people who fooled the monkey really had no conscience.
"There's something wrong with Harry's broom. Probably lost control of the broom."
Hermione listened outside for a while, and almost figured out the whole story.
"The game may be forced to end."
Then, Hermione glanced at Draco who was standing beside Ron.
"I didn't expect him to deliver the letter. Is that what Luke meant?"
Hermione looked at Taylor suspiciously.
Taylor nodded: "There is basically no doubt about this kind of thing."
So Hermione gave Malfoy a look that was almost pity, but she looked away in a blink of an eye.
It was the two who looked at the court, and now it was Harry who was crumbling.
Although Harry was still sitting on the broom, it was obvious that the broom was not working.
Some people were shouting for an end to the game, but others expressed their displeasure with Harry.
Among those who expressed dissatisfaction with Harry, there were many Gryffindors.
"If it doesn't work, replace it!"
shouted an unknown Gryffindor student.
"I knew it would not be a good thing for a first-year to be a Seeker!"
Another person shouted in a similar tone.
Although what he said was righteous and awe-inspiring, it even meant 'if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes'.But in fact, what you want to say can't be hidden from others at all.
"You nonsense! Harry is amazing!"
Ron naturally stood up to defend his little friend, and the person who spoke at the beginning glanced at him contemptuously, and then said, "Excellent? Can't you even control your own broom like now?"
Ron wanted to refute, but looking at the tall and strong senior student with a fierce appearance, he was somewhat apprehensive.
"Shut up! Toke!" Percy Weasley stood up and said when he saw his younger brother being scolded, "You are not selected because you are not capable. Don't make excuses! Harry is Better than you! Everyone saw it during the training match!"
The young man named Tok sneered: "A person who can't even play Quidditch dares to say that I can't do it now. Why, Percy, shall we compare flying?"
Percy stood up abruptly, and was about to retort, but what came out was: "I'm not comparing you."
The momentum is much weaker.Hearing this, Toke sneered again, and opened his mouth to be angry.
Then I heard a calm and clear voice: "If you say that a player is not good, do the audience have to play by themselves? We are not good at sports, but it doesn't mean we can't understand the ball."
Penello, who was sitting next to Percy, looked at Tork coldly and said.
"Even if we can't understand the strength of the players, can Wood also not understand? He didn't choose you because you are worse than Harry."
"He's just doing it for Potter's reputation!"
Tok yelled as if his tail had been stepped on.
"Cut~"
Only Penello's sneer responded to him.
"What are you doing with our Gryffindor business, a Ravenclaw?"
Beside Tok, another person who spoke said quietly: "Because you are Weasley's girlfriend? What a coincidence, our good friend Mr. Weasley doesn't seem to have mentioned this matter yet."
"It has nothing to do with you." The look of contempt on Penello's face did not change at all.
But the man did sneer and said, "Are you rushing up and down? It's really interesting. Because the Weasleys are nobles? Penello, I really didn't expect you to be such a woman."
Penello still didn't maintain his demeanor after all.While his face turned pale, he was ready to refute again.
"Although Potter's flying skills are not top-notch, it's not something you two can slander."
Malfoy's trademark, haughty and contemptuous tone sounded.
He naturally attracted everyone's attention.
No way, although a person like Malfoy is hated by many people, he also has the ability to instantly attract everyone's attention to himself.
Looking at the two Gryffindor seniors with pale and uncertain faces, Malfoy showed a Slytherin signature smile: "So this is the 'brave Gryffindor', who only dares after failure, when others barking behind his back."
In fact, before he said this, some people had a somewhat favorable impression of this little snake who stood up to speak for Harry.
but now……
"Didn't he know not to taunt others when surrounded by them?"
Hermione asked in shock.
Only Taylor shook his head blankly in response.
And Malfoy didn't seem to sense the bad looks of the people around him at all.There was still that contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth, as if he was about to make another big wave.
"If you really care about Harry, you shouldn't be discussing these things here now."
Hermione couldn't hold back in the end, and opened her mouth to break the scene where Malfoy would be beaten up at any moment.
Everyone's relationship has eased, but this is really not a reason for you to laugh at the group.
According to Taylor's observation, when Harry was still struggling in a crisis, but the people in the audience started to argue, the only person who cared about Harry's life and death was actually only Neville standing at the front of the audience...
Maybe the savior is not as cared about as he and others think.
That's all Taylor could say.
Such a big mess here, naturally cannot be hidden from other colleges, so like a domino being pushed, all the students in the auditorium looked at this side, and even the professors were involved here to the sight.
Taylor frowned all of a sudden, and instinctively felt something was wrong.
"Yes! We should save Potter first!"
Malfoy seemed to have finally sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, patted himself on the head, and then pulled Ron and ran towards the referee Mrs. Hooch.
From Ron's blank eyes, he didn't seem to understand why Malfoy had to run with him.
"Malfoy came to report, but why ran this way first? Can't you just tell the referee?"
Hermione watched their leaving backs, and finally realized something was wrong.
Taylor was silent for a long time, listening to the whistle that finally rang in his ears, and the expressions of people who were either relieved or obviously regretful.
She couldn't see Luke's expression clearly, but she always felt that it would not be any joy or excitement.
"Maybe...he doesn't care about Harry's life or death. He came here to say something first, it can only prove that Malfoy and Harry have a good relationship."
Taylor spoke in a soft voice, as if uncertain.
Hermione was puzzled after hearing this: "Is this important?"
Taylor just shook his head.
"I am not sure as well."
Saying that, she looked at Luke in the distance again.But it's strange that Luke, who was still there just now, seems to have left.
There was no one else around Luke.The seats owned by the four colleges are about the same.But Slytherin has the fewest people, plus the little snakes like to engage in small groups, when Luke is sitting next to someone, very few people will go to him for 'socializing'.
So Luke is now in a position where no one is paying attention.
But if someone looked this way at this time, they would find that Luke had disappeared.
In fact, he is on the top floor, overlooking everything on the court and in the audience.
Harry's critical moment.Gryffindor's uproar.Snape and Quirrell fight.
He sees it all.
But at this moment, he had his left hand clenched on his chin, and his right hand rested lazily on the armrest, as if he had no strength.With Erlang's legs crossed, it looks like a posture for watching a theater.
Similarly, he also had a slight smile on his face, as if he appreciated this farce-like game.
But if you look into his eyes, you will find that they are almost full of indifference.It seemed that he had anticipated everything in front of him and was indifferent.
"Such a farce... is really..."
"It's boring."
