Chapter 117 Why do you have to ask Hermione first for everything?
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
"Pansy? Are you okay?"
Harry still had a good feeling about Pansy.
Mainly because the two of them have nothing to do with each other?
Although during the fight in the auditorium, Pansy took action.
But that was something that was known only after the fact.
Nothing to do with him.
After all, it was Hermione who was dueling with Pansy at that time.
In addition, Pansy seems to have a cool girl style now.
He looked like an iceberg that was cold and inaccessible to strangers.
It looks really exciting and exciting.
With all these factors added up, it was really hard for Harry to have a bad feeling towards her for a while.
"Forget it, what are you talking about?" Ron quickly interrupted, "Aren't you talking about dealing with Snape? Why are you talking about girls?"
Harry smiled sheepishly at the slight criticism.
He didn't take the initiative to say this.
It was Ron who started it.
Forget it, of course I have to give in to my good brother.
Whatever he said it was.
After Harry returned his energy to business, he thought for a moment before speaking: "Hermione's side...
No matter how busy she is, it would be good to tell her about the current situation and see if she has any good ideas, right?
After all, she knew about this matter, so there was no need to worry about leaking the secret after discussing it with her. "
When it came to leaks, Harry couldn't help himself.
"Should we consider Neville again? He should be the most reliable person. After all, he brings us dinner every day."
In fact, it doesn't matter whether it's Neville or not.
He was afraid that he would collapse from exhaustion.
He's not an iron man, so how can he keep an eye on people 24 hours a day?
Even if Snape didn't need to sleep, he would.
"It's really hard not to find someone to help. Snape is a teacher. He has an advantage in terms of freedom and time."
Harry made perfect sense.
They are students and have a curfew at night and cannot hang out on campus.Additionally, they are saddled with confinement tasks that require time to do.
In just these two periods of time, it's hard to tell what Snape did.
There is every reason to suspect that Snape took advantage of their confinement to try to get into the room with the three-headed dog to do bad things.
To say the least, even if it wasn't Snape.
Maybe Professor Quirrell will go too?
When he thought of Professor Quirrell, Harry was really furious.
You are a teacher, and so is Snape.
Everyone was appointed by Dumbledore himself.
You are also the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!
Your dark magic should be stronger than Snape's, right?
Why are you the only one being threatened?
Obviously Snape is just a Potions teacher!
"Then... let's ask Hermione first." Ron said helplessly.
This has been discussed before.
However, I put it aside day after day and still couldn't come up with a useful solution.
It seemed that the only option was to seek help from Hermione.
Damn!
It's not a story about Hermione and her two pendants. Why do I have to ask her about everything?
Doesn't he have a brain?
"Let's go and ask." Harry urged, "I seemed to have seen her on the second floor before. I don't know if she is still there now."
"alright."
Now that the matter has been decided, the two of them set off quickly.
Go straight to the second floor of the castle.
With Harry leading the way, their destination was clear.
It's disappointing.
Hermione was nowhere to be seen in that place.
I didn’t see girls like Parvati either.
"Have they left?" Ron looked around, "Wait, isn't that Hermione?"
Looking through the handrail of the stairs on the second floor, he saw Hermione just descending the stairs and walking outside.
With Ron's reminder, Harry also saw it.
He briefly identified the direction: "Quick! Let's follow her quickly! She seems to be going to the Black Lake!"
"Why are you going to Black Lake at this time?"
Ron, who followed Harry in a sprint, muttered, not very happy.
They are burdened with confinement and are more nervous than other students in terms of time.
After classes are over in the afternoon, other little wizards can go to the Black Lake to play, study in the library, or chat in the common room.
They don't have that much time.
If I hadn't gone to collect the confinement mission earlier and completed it earlier, by the time the mission was over, it would have been past the curfew time.
Very troublesome.
"Maybe to find Jack?" Harry said a little guilty.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Hermione and Jack's relationship is unusual.
The two of them are from different colleges and basically don't take classes together.
Therefore, there is very little time to spend together.
The little time we had together was taken up by them.
I'm really sorry.
"Oh...are you looking for him?" Ron nodded, then frowned, "Hermione knows him so well, wouldn't she tell him about Snape?"
"That's definitely not the case." Harry was still very optimistic about this. "If he really knows about this, according to the ethos of their college, everyone should know about it."
"It does make sense." Ron nodded approvingly.
Just like everyone knows the virtues of Gryffindor's little wizard.
People from other houses also know exactly what Hufflepuff's little wizards look like.
What if Jack really knew Snape's secret.
I'm afraid it won't take half an hour for everyone in the school to know.
That kind of spreading speed is faster than Peeves' blind yelling.
Speaking of...
I don’t seem to see much of Peeves recently. He is...
"Look!"
Harry's voice interrupted Ron's thoughts.
He gathered his divergent thoughts and looked in the direction Harry pointed.
That's the lawn beside the Black Lake.
Jack, Hermione, Parvati were all there, and even Neville.
I saw the girls surrounding Neville, looking at the flames that kept jumping in his hands.
It was a very colorful flame.
At first glance, I thought it was blue, but as I looked, it turned purple.
I suspected that I was dazzled and saw something wrong.
I rubbed my eyes and looked again, and it turned out to be red.
Look closely.
The red turned to yellow again.
The little witches stared at the flames and discussed quietly.
Neville had a solemn look on his face, as if he was concentrating on controlling the flames.
Look carefully.
The corners of his mouth rose slightly.
It can be seen that he is in a good mood.
Neville was in a good mood indeed.
According to Jack's speculation on the three stages of the transformation spell, the flame in his hand should be in the third stage.
Turn an object into a firework without a physical body, and let it change color at will.
It's really not that easy to do.
What's more difficult is that after letting it glow and heat, and possess all the properties that a flame should have, it can return to its original state.
Anyone who has attended a Muggle school knows that the reason why a burning fire looks bright and feels warm is because it radiates energy.
According to the law of conservation of energy, energy will not disappear for no reason, but will only be transferred.
Therefore, while the flame is shining brightly, it must be consuming something.
Since the thing is consumed.
So……
Can it be restored to its original state?
Look at Snape, a model worker. In addition to teaching the little trolls, he also has to prepare lessons, correct homework, arrange confinement tasks, patrol at night, act as a spy to investigate Voldemort, and supervise Quirrell.
From time to time, I have to research and make magic potions.
Snape: It's not that I can't defeat a mere three-headed dog, it's just that I'm too tired. Do you understand?
Harry still had a good feeling about Pansy.
Mainly because the two of them have nothing to do with each other?
Although during the fight in the auditorium, Pansy took action.
But that was something that was known only after the fact.
Nothing to do with him.
After all, it was Hermione who was dueling with Pansy at that time.
In addition, Pansy seems to have a cool girl style now.
He looked like an iceberg that was cold and inaccessible to strangers.
It looks really exciting and exciting.
With all these factors added up, it was really hard for Harry to have a bad feeling towards her for a while.
"Forget it, what are you talking about?" Ron quickly interrupted, "Aren't you talking about dealing with Snape? Why are you talking about girls?"
Harry smiled sheepishly at the slight criticism.
He didn't take the initiative to say this.
It was Ron who started it.
Forget it, of course I have to give in to my good brother.
Whatever he said it was.
After Harry returned his energy to business, he thought for a moment before speaking: "Hermione's side...
No matter how busy she is, it would be good to tell her about the current situation and see if she has any good ideas, right?
After all, she knew about this matter, so there was no need to worry about leaking the secret after discussing it with her. "
When it came to leaks, Harry couldn't help himself.
"Should we consider Neville again? He should be the most reliable person. After all, he brings us dinner every day."
In fact, it doesn't matter whether it's Neville or not.
He was afraid that he would collapse from exhaustion.
He's not an iron man, so how can he keep an eye on people 24 hours a day?
Even if Snape didn't need to sleep, he would.
"It's really hard not to find someone to help. Snape is a teacher. He has an advantage in terms of freedom and time."
Harry made perfect sense.
They are students and have a curfew at night and cannot hang out on campus.Additionally, they are saddled with confinement tasks that require time to do.
In just these two periods of time, it's hard to tell what Snape did.
There is every reason to suspect that Snape took advantage of their confinement to try to get into the room with the three-headed dog to do bad things.
To say the least, even if it wasn't Snape.
Maybe Professor Quirrell will go too?
When he thought of Professor Quirrell, Harry was really furious.
You are a teacher, and so is Snape.
Everyone was appointed by Dumbledore himself.
You are also the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!
Your dark magic should be stronger than Snape's, right?
Why are you the only one being threatened?
Obviously Snape is just a Potions teacher!
"Then... let's ask Hermione first." Ron said helplessly.
This has been discussed before.
However, I put it aside day after day and still couldn't come up with a useful solution.
It seemed that the only option was to seek help from Hermione.
Damn!
It's not a story about Hermione and her two pendants. Why do I have to ask her about everything?
Doesn't he have a brain?
"Let's go and ask." Harry urged, "I seemed to have seen her on the second floor before. I don't know if she is still there now."
"alright."
Now that the matter has been decided, the two of them set off quickly.
Go straight to the second floor of the castle.
With Harry leading the way, their destination was clear.
It's disappointing.
Hermione was nowhere to be seen in that place.
I didn’t see girls like Parvati either.
"Have they left?" Ron looked around, "Wait, isn't that Hermione?"
Looking through the handrail of the stairs on the second floor, he saw Hermione just descending the stairs and walking outside.
With Ron's reminder, Harry also saw it.
He briefly identified the direction: "Quick! Let's follow her quickly! She seems to be going to the Black Lake!"
"Why are you going to Black Lake at this time?"
Ron, who followed Harry in a sprint, muttered, not very happy.
They are burdened with confinement and are more nervous than other students in terms of time.
After classes are over in the afternoon, other little wizards can go to the Black Lake to play, study in the library, or chat in the common room.
They don't have that much time.
If I hadn't gone to collect the confinement mission earlier and completed it earlier, by the time the mission was over, it would have been past the curfew time.
Very troublesome.
"Maybe to find Jack?" Harry said a little guilty.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Hermione and Jack's relationship is unusual.
The two of them are from different colleges and basically don't take classes together.
Therefore, there is very little time to spend together.
The little time we had together was taken up by them.
I'm really sorry.
"Oh...are you looking for him?" Ron nodded, then frowned, "Hermione knows him so well, wouldn't she tell him about Snape?"
"That's definitely not the case." Harry was still very optimistic about this. "If he really knows about this, according to the ethos of their college, everyone should know about it."
"It does make sense." Ron nodded approvingly.
Just like everyone knows the virtues of Gryffindor's little wizard.
People from other houses also know exactly what Hufflepuff's little wizards look like.
What if Jack really knew Snape's secret.
I'm afraid it won't take half an hour for everyone in the school to know.
That kind of spreading speed is faster than Peeves' blind yelling.
Speaking of...
I don’t seem to see much of Peeves recently. He is...
"Look!"
Harry's voice interrupted Ron's thoughts.
He gathered his divergent thoughts and looked in the direction Harry pointed.
That's the lawn beside the Black Lake.
Jack, Hermione, Parvati were all there, and even Neville.
I saw the girls surrounding Neville, looking at the flames that kept jumping in his hands.
It was a very colorful flame.
At first glance, I thought it was blue, but as I looked, it turned purple.
I suspected that I was dazzled and saw something wrong.
I rubbed my eyes and looked again, and it turned out to be red.
Look closely.
The red turned to yellow again.
The little witches stared at the flames and discussed quietly.
Neville had a solemn look on his face, as if he was concentrating on controlling the flames.
Look carefully.
The corners of his mouth rose slightly.
It can be seen that he is in a good mood.
Neville was in a good mood indeed.
According to Jack's speculation on the three stages of the transformation spell, the flame in his hand should be in the third stage.
Turn an object into a firework without a physical body, and let it change color at will.
It's really not that easy to do.
What's more difficult is that after letting it glow and heat, and possess all the properties that a flame should have, it can return to its original state.
Anyone who has attended a Muggle school knows that the reason why a burning fire looks bright and feels warm is because it radiates energy.
According to the law of conservation of energy, energy will not disappear for no reason, but will only be transferred.
Therefore, while the flame is shining brightly, it must be consuming something.
Since the thing is consumed.
So……
Can it be restored to its original state?
Look at Snape, a model worker. In addition to teaching the little trolls, he also has to prepare lessons, correct homework, arrange confinement tasks, patrol at night, act as a spy to investigate Voldemort, and supervise Quirrell.
From time to time, I have to research and make magic potions.
Snape: It's not that I can't defeat a mere three-headed dog, it's just that I'm too tired. Do you understand?
