Chapter 302 Hermione disappears from everyone’s mind
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"What happened, Albus?" Professor McGonagall, wearing a soft wizard robe, appeared in the principal's office along with the phoenix. Then he saw Soul at his desk, who looked nervous and frustrated, and asked in surprise,
"Mr. Bones, why are you here?"
"Something big happened, Minerva." Dumbledore looked very serious. "Do you remember that there was a student named Hermione Granger in Gryffindor's third year?"
"Hermione Granger?" Professor McGonagall was stunned, closed her eyes and thought for a while, then shook her head, "I don't remember any Gryffindor student named Granger."
Dumbledore sighed, "It seems that Hermione Granger is indeed lost in time."
"Lost in time?" Professor McGonagall looked horrified, "You mean..."
"Yes, it's exactly what you were thinking of." Dumbledore nodded, waved his hand to summon the elder wand, and tapped the photo frame on the lower left side behind him.
The picture frame rotated to reveal a blank wall. Dumbledore knocked on the wall again, and a portal appeared.
"We need to verify it."
With that said, Dumbledore opened the door, revealing a long, endless stone staircase behind the door.
"You come too, Soul."
The three of them walked up the stairs for an unknown amount of time until a simple stone door appeared in front of them. Dumbledore pushed lightly and stepped in. Soul quickly followed Professor McGonagall and walked in too.
This is a very small room paved with bare stone bricks. It is so small that it becomes full after three people come in. There is a stone round table in the room, with a thick book on it and lying on the side. A gray quill.
Dumbledore raised his wand and tapped on the book, and the pages immediately turned.
"The words recorded on paper using magic will not disappear with time." Dumbledore said softly.
"Every wizard who can enroll will be recorded in this book. No matter how many years after graduation or encountering an accident, it will faithfully reflect every wizard who has come to this castle."
No need to guess that the person Dumbledore was explaining to was Soul.
Su Er nodded and remained silent.
Not long after, the page-turning movement of the book stopped, and a line of shimmering text appeared---
"Hermione Granger awakened her magic in 1985 and was admitted to school."
……
Soul was returned to the Hufflepuff common room by Fawkes, while Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore quickly left the castle.
The fireplace in the Hufflepuff lounge was still burning, keeping the lounge warm, but Soul's heart felt extremely cold. He felt like a large piece of his heart had been ripped out, making him breathless and unmotivated. Go back to the dormitory and sleep peacefully.
He kept repeating Hermione's name in his heart, watching the clock ticking in silence until daylight.
"Why are you here?" Cedric got up early as usual to go to the Black Lake to practice magic. When he came to the lounge, he was startled by Soul who was sitting silently on the sofa.
"Good morning, Cedric." Soul forced a smile.
"What's wrong with you? You seem to be in poor condition. What happened?" Cedric asked with concern, "Are you sick?"
"It's okay, I just couldn't sleep, so I came out to sit for a while." Sol shook his head, "By the way, Cedric, do you remember that there was a student in Gryffindor named Hermione Granger? With us In the same grade.”
"Hermione Granger?" Cedric was stunned, thought for a moment, and then shook his head honestly, "I don't know who it is? There is a person in Gryffindor named Hermione Granger. ?”
Sur observed Cedric's expression in silence for a while, until Cedric's expression became a little incomprehensible, and then he sighed softly.
really...
"Is there anything else? Soul, I'm going to practice magic by the Black Lake. Qiu should be waiting for me there." Cedric said,
"It's alright, you go."
Cedric took a few steps toward the barrel-like door, hesitated for a moment, and then turned around, "I suggest you go to Madam Pomfrey's place. If you really can't sleep, she has a soothing The potion is particularly effective.”
"Okay, thank you, I will go." Suer thanked him politely.
After a while, the little badgers got up one after another. Soul glanced at the time and got up and walked out of the common room. Of course, not to the infirmary on the second floor, but to the auditorium.
By this time, Harry should have already gotten up and had breakfast in the Great Hall. Judging from the training schedule the Weasley brothers showed him, they would be training on the Quidditch pitch all day today.
Sure enough, as soon as Suor walked into the auditorium door, he saw the Quidditch players sitting together on the long Gryffindor table. Wood was pulling the Weasley brothers and spitting something, and Harry He sat at the end and carefully blocked Wood's saliva with his hands to prevent it from splashing into his breakfast.
"Hey, Harry, good morning." Soul came closer and sat down next to Harry.
"Oh, good morning, Soul." Harry yawned, looking a little out of sorts.
"You didn't sleep well yesterday?" Suer asked in surprise.
"Forget it, there was a cat meowing in the common room all night long yesterday..." Harry sighed, picked up a piece of bread smeared with blueberry jam and took a big bite.
"Everyone hasn't slept well. I'm a little worried that I might suddenly fall off the broom during training today."
"Cat?" Soul blinked and realized that it must be Crookshanks.
"Yeah, a cat owned by someone I don't know. It's ginger, has very long hair, and has a big pie face." Harry said and covered his mouth again and yawned.
"Isn't that Hermione Granger's cat?" Soul said with hope in his tone, using this topic to ask the question he wanted to answer.
"Do you know who that cat belongs to? That's great." Harry was a little surprised, then tilted his head in confusion.
"Hermione Granger, this name seems familiar. She sounds like a girl. Which house is she from? What grade is she in?"
"We discussed it all night and still couldn't find the cat's owner."
"I remember she is from Gryffindor, in the third year. Don't you recognize her?" Soul asked with a bit of surprise. It seemed that not everyone had forgotten Hermione.
"Oh, maybe I'm not awake yet. I'm sorry, but there is a witch named Hermione Granger in the third grade?" Harry's answer made Soul's mood sink again.
"Don't you remember?" Suer asked reluctantly.
Harry thought for a while and shook his head blankly, "I really don't remember there being a girl named Granger in the third grade, but this name does feel familiar to me."
"Did you remember wrongly? She may be a fourth or fifth grade student?"
"Are you sure the owner of that cat is named Hermione Granger? Many people were scratched yesterday trying to catch it." Harry said, lifting up his sleeves and showing Soul three fresh red streaks on his arms. claw marks.
"Harry, eat quickly, we have to practice new tactics." At this time, Wood's voice came over.
"Okay, right away." Harry quickly took the remaining pieces of bread in his mouth, stood up, and said vaguely to Soul,
"I should go to training. When I come back, I will ask the others if they know the girl named Hermione Granger."
"Thank you, Soul, see you later."
"Mr. Bones, why are you here?"
"Something big happened, Minerva." Dumbledore looked very serious. "Do you remember that there was a student named Hermione Granger in Gryffindor's third year?"
"Hermione Granger?" Professor McGonagall was stunned, closed her eyes and thought for a while, then shook her head, "I don't remember any Gryffindor student named Granger."
Dumbledore sighed, "It seems that Hermione Granger is indeed lost in time."
"Lost in time?" Professor McGonagall looked horrified, "You mean..."
"Yes, it's exactly what you were thinking of." Dumbledore nodded, waved his hand to summon the elder wand, and tapped the photo frame on the lower left side behind him.
The picture frame rotated to reveal a blank wall. Dumbledore knocked on the wall again, and a portal appeared.
"We need to verify it."
With that said, Dumbledore opened the door, revealing a long, endless stone staircase behind the door.
"You come too, Soul."
The three of them walked up the stairs for an unknown amount of time until a simple stone door appeared in front of them. Dumbledore pushed lightly and stepped in. Soul quickly followed Professor McGonagall and walked in too.
This is a very small room paved with bare stone bricks. It is so small that it becomes full after three people come in. There is a stone round table in the room, with a thick book on it and lying on the side. A gray quill.
Dumbledore raised his wand and tapped on the book, and the pages immediately turned.
"The words recorded on paper using magic will not disappear with time." Dumbledore said softly.
"Every wizard who can enroll will be recorded in this book. No matter how many years after graduation or encountering an accident, it will faithfully reflect every wizard who has come to this castle."
No need to guess that the person Dumbledore was explaining to was Soul.
Su Er nodded and remained silent.
Not long after, the page-turning movement of the book stopped, and a line of shimmering text appeared---
"Hermione Granger awakened her magic in 1985 and was admitted to school."
……
Soul was returned to the Hufflepuff common room by Fawkes, while Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore quickly left the castle.
The fireplace in the Hufflepuff lounge was still burning, keeping the lounge warm, but Soul's heart felt extremely cold. He felt like a large piece of his heart had been ripped out, making him breathless and unmotivated. Go back to the dormitory and sleep peacefully.
He kept repeating Hermione's name in his heart, watching the clock ticking in silence until daylight.
"Why are you here?" Cedric got up early as usual to go to the Black Lake to practice magic. When he came to the lounge, he was startled by Soul who was sitting silently on the sofa.
"Good morning, Cedric." Soul forced a smile.
"What's wrong with you? You seem to be in poor condition. What happened?" Cedric asked with concern, "Are you sick?"
"It's okay, I just couldn't sleep, so I came out to sit for a while." Sol shook his head, "By the way, Cedric, do you remember that there was a student in Gryffindor named Hermione Granger? With us In the same grade.”
"Hermione Granger?" Cedric was stunned, thought for a moment, and then shook his head honestly, "I don't know who it is? There is a person in Gryffindor named Hermione Granger. ?”
Sur observed Cedric's expression in silence for a while, until Cedric's expression became a little incomprehensible, and then he sighed softly.
really...
"Is there anything else? Soul, I'm going to practice magic by the Black Lake. Qiu should be waiting for me there." Cedric said,
"It's alright, you go."
Cedric took a few steps toward the barrel-like door, hesitated for a moment, and then turned around, "I suggest you go to Madam Pomfrey's place. If you really can't sleep, she has a soothing The potion is particularly effective.”
"Okay, thank you, I will go." Suer thanked him politely.
After a while, the little badgers got up one after another. Soul glanced at the time and got up and walked out of the common room. Of course, not to the infirmary on the second floor, but to the auditorium.
By this time, Harry should have already gotten up and had breakfast in the Great Hall. Judging from the training schedule the Weasley brothers showed him, they would be training on the Quidditch pitch all day today.
Sure enough, as soon as Suor walked into the auditorium door, he saw the Quidditch players sitting together on the long Gryffindor table. Wood was pulling the Weasley brothers and spitting something, and Harry He sat at the end and carefully blocked Wood's saliva with his hands to prevent it from splashing into his breakfast.
"Hey, Harry, good morning." Soul came closer and sat down next to Harry.
"Oh, good morning, Soul." Harry yawned, looking a little out of sorts.
"You didn't sleep well yesterday?" Suer asked in surprise.
"Forget it, there was a cat meowing in the common room all night long yesterday..." Harry sighed, picked up a piece of bread smeared with blueberry jam and took a big bite.
"Everyone hasn't slept well. I'm a little worried that I might suddenly fall off the broom during training today."
"Cat?" Soul blinked and realized that it must be Crookshanks.
"Yeah, a cat owned by someone I don't know. It's ginger, has very long hair, and has a big pie face." Harry said and covered his mouth again and yawned.
"Isn't that Hermione Granger's cat?" Soul said with hope in his tone, using this topic to ask the question he wanted to answer.
"Do you know who that cat belongs to? That's great." Harry was a little surprised, then tilted his head in confusion.
"Hermione Granger, this name seems familiar. She sounds like a girl. Which house is she from? What grade is she in?"
"We discussed it all night and still couldn't find the cat's owner."
"I remember she is from Gryffindor, in the third year. Don't you recognize her?" Soul asked with a bit of surprise. It seemed that not everyone had forgotten Hermione.
"Oh, maybe I'm not awake yet. I'm sorry, but there is a witch named Hermione Granger in the third grade?" Harry's answer made Soul's mood sink again.
"Don't you remember?" Suer asked reluctantly.
Harry thought for a while and shook his head blankly, "I really don't remember there being a girl named Granger in the third grade, but this name does feel familiar to me."
"Did you remember wrongly? She may be a fourth or fifth grade student?"
"Are you sure the owner of that cat is named Hermione Granger? Many people were scratched yesterday trying to catch it." Harry said, lifting up his sleeves and showing Soul three fresh red streaks on his arms. claw marks.
"Harry, eat quickly, we have to practice new tactics." At this time, Wood's voice came over.
"Okay, right away." Harry quickly took the remaining pieces of bread in his mouth, stood up, and said vaguely to Soul,
"I should go to training. When I come back, I will ask the others if they know the girl named Hermione Granger."
"Thank you, Soul, see you later."
