Chapter 307 The last line of chihan
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"I'm sorry, Neville." Soul sighed and stretched his hand towards Neville's bed.
When he didn't know which batch he was in, Soul finally reached his target - Neville Longbottom.
He hurriedly followed Ron and Harry, who were also sleeping late, and trotted out of the lounge amidst Sir Cadogan's dissatisfied shouts. The satchel he was supposed to be carrying was nowhere to be seen.
Soul took this opportunity to get into the lounge, and after searching for a while, he found Harry's dormitory. He just looked around and knew which bed Neville had.
Our Mr. Longbottom didn't notice the shiny red memory ball on his bedside table when he got up.
Soul sighed softly and took out a piece of paper with a form on it from Neville's satchel. It was Gryffindor's class timetable for this week.
Immediately afterwards, Soul left the lounge without stopping and headed to the classroom where Gryffindor's first period was held.
Not long after, he saw Hermione walking with him. Well, this class was between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.
Uh... It's a wonderful feeling to see yourself alive from another angle. Su Er touched his chin under the invisibility cloak. This is completely different from seeing himself in the mirror. He is handsome in 360 degrees with no blind spots. ,hehe.
"Meow..."
Crookshanks suddenly moved and wanted to pounce on his master from Soul's arms. Soul quickly grabbed the cat from the edge of the invisibility cloak, then covered the big cat's mouth and pulled Crookshanks away. He choked back the half-uttered meow.
Hermione moved her ears in confusion and looked back, but didn't find anything.
Sur watched her and her past self walk into the classroom without stopping before exhaling and letting go of the hand covering the big cat's mouth.
"Be quiet, Crookshanks." Soul whispered, "We have to work quietly, this is important."
Crookshanks raised his paw angrily and patted Soul's arm, but he obeyed and became quiet. He didn't understand why Soul didn't let him find his master.
But based on Maomao's limited experience of a few years, sometimes it's better to listen to the shit shoveler.
"That's right, don't worry. If you still want to see your master in the future, you'd better listen to me." Suer rubbed the big cat's head and said in relief.
The classroom for this class was at the end of the corridor on the third floor. Sur leaned in the corner near the door and spread out the class schedule from Neville under the invisibility cloak, along with the elective class times he had written down last night. After checking it again, I finally got an idea of the time for the class Hermione was going to take.
After this class, Hermione will turn on the time turner for the first time today. Soul remembers that Hermione separated from him after this class...
While Soul was thinking, he tapped his fingertips on the next two conflicting courses - Arithmancy and Muggle Studies. The Muggle Studies class started 15 minutes after the Arithmancy class.
Speaking of which, when I returned to the past, my memory had returned to what it was before it disappeared, and everything about Hermione became as bright as new.
Probably because I am in the past and the power of time has not yet arrived.
After taking a nap, the sound of voices came from far away and came closer. Finally, get out of class was over. Su Er breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight, and stared at the classroom door with squinting eyes through the translucent curtain of the invisibility cloak.
Thursday's self walked out with Hermione, and Neville was talking to Harry behind...
Just a few words drifted into my ears---
"Harry, have you seen my class schedule? I clearly remember it was in my satchel, but when I went back to look for it, it suddenly disappeared..."
"Maybe you got it stuck in the book. Let's look for it again when we go back." Sur turned around and said on Thursday.
At this time, Soul, who was under the invisibility cloak, also recalled this small fragment. It seemed that he had indeed had such an exchange with Neville on Thursday...
I bet it was him who lost Neville's class schedule... Sol couldn't help but touched his nose and apologized to Neville in his heart again...
Soul followed the young wizards slowly. Seeing Hermione and himself separated at the corner of the third floor, he quickly quickened his pace and followed them.
Hermione held the book in her arms and turned into a quiet corridor. After walking for a while, she suddenly stopped and suddenly turned her head, glancing around with bright and suspicious eyes.
Just now, Soul was following Hermione like a madman. When the little girl stopped, he realized something was wrong. How could he forget that some girls have very keen senses...
Soul immediately stopped moving and looked away from Hermione's back, facing the wall.
Hmm... I didn't notice it before. This pattern is a bit interesting, huh?It's quite quaint and has a sense of age...
Soul shifted his gaze for a while, and noticed from the corner of his eye that Hermione didn't seem to notice anything, and started to walk forward again. Then he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and started to act again at a distance that could be seen but not easily noticed. The end of the line.
His eyes were no longer staring at Hermione's back.
Hermione walked all the way and found an empty classroom when she arrived at the Muggle Studies classroom and got in. Upon seeing this, Soul immediately followed to the window and watched with one eye as Hermione stretched out her hand from her neck and took out the golden chain. The time converter flicked.
Hermione's figure disappeared, and Soul knew that she was going back to 10 minutes ago, because the Arithmetic Divination class started 15 minutes ago, and there was only a 5-minute gap between the last class and the previous class.
About five times later, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded from behind Soul. He followed the sound and found that it was Hermione. The little girl was holding a book in her arms, but her expression was completely different from when she came here just now. Hermione looked very anxious.
Soul watched her pass by him without realizing it, and then walked straight into the classroom where the Muggle Studies class was held.
For the first time, there seemed to be no problem... Suer nodded, and instead of staying at the teacher's door, he walked towards the auditorium with the cat in his arms.
Just wait for Hermione in the Great Hall. After this class, it will be lunch time.
Hermione arrived at the Great Hall at noon with a tired look on her face, and sat alone in a remote corner for a quick meal.
What are you doing at this time?Oh, I remembered... I was taking a rune class, and the rune class ended 15 minutes later than the Muggle Studies class.
Soul was sitting not far from Hermione wearing an invisibility cloak. From time to time, he would quickly grab a chicken leg from the table and hand it to Crookshanks. It was inevitable for humans and cats to fill their stomachs. Traveling through time did not mean that they would not be hungry. Yes.
Gryffindors were probably all thick-lined, and they didn't even notice that the stack of chicken drumsticks on the table kept shrinking.
When he didn't know which batch he was in, Soul finally reached his target - Neville Longbottom.
He hurriedly followed Ron and Harry, who were also sleeping late, and trotted out of the lounge amidst Sir Cadogan's dissatisfied shouts. The satchel he was supposed to be carrying was nowhere to be seen.
Soul took this opportunity to get into the lounge, and after searching for a while, he found Harry's dormitory. He just looked around and knew which bed Neville had.
Our Mr. Longbottom didn't notice the shiny red memory ball on his bedside table when he got up.
Soul sighed softly and took out a piece of paper with a form on it from Neville's satchel. It was Gryffindor's class timetable for this week.
Immediately afterwards, Soul left the lounge without stopping and headed to the classroom where Gryffindor's first period was held.
Not long after, he saw Hermione walking with him. Well, this class was between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.
Uh... It's a wonderful feeling to see yourself alive from another angle. Su Er touched his chin under the invisibility cloak. This is completely different from seeing himself in the mirror. He is handsome in 360 degrees with no blind spots. ,hehe.
"Meow..."
Crookshanks suddenly moved and wanted to pounce on his master from Soul's arms. Soul quickly grabbed the cat from the edge of the invisibility cloak, then covered the big cat's mouth and pulled Crookshanks away. He choked back the half-uttered meow.
Hermione moved her ears in confusion and looked back, but didn't find anything.
Sur watched her and her past self walk into the classroom without stopping before exhaling and letting go of the hand covering the big cat's mouth.
"Be quiet, Crookshanks." Soul whispered, "We have to work quietly, this is important."
Crookshanks raised his paw angrily and patted Soul's arm, but he obeyed and became quiet. He didn't understand why Soul didn't let him find his master.
But based on Maomao's limited experience of a few years, sometimes it's better to listen to the shit shoveler.
"That's right, don't worry. If you still want to see your master in the future, you'd better listen to me." Suer rubbed the big cat's head and said in relief.
The classroom for this class was at the end of the corridor on the third floor. Sur leaned in the corner near the door and spread out the class schedule from Neville under the invisibility cloak, along with the elective class times he had written down last night. After checking it again, I finally got an idea of the time for the class Hermione was going to take.
After this class, Hermione will turn on the time turner for the first time today. Soul remembers that Hermione separated from him after this class...
While Soul was thinking, he tapped his fingertips on the next two conflicting courses - Arithmancy and Muggle Studies. The Muggle Studies class started 15 minutes after the Arithmancy class.
Speaking of which, when I returned to the past, my memory had returned to what it was before it disappeared, and everything about Hermione became as bright as new.
Probably because I am in the past and the power of time has not yet arrived.
After taking a nap, the sound of voices came from far away and came closer. Finally, get out of class was over. Su Er breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight, and stared at the classroom door with squinting eyes through the translucent curtain of the invisibility cloak.
Thursday's self walked out with Hermione, and Neville was talking to Harry behind...
Just a few words drifted into my ears---
"Harry, have you seen my class schedule? I clearly remember it was in my satchel, but when I went back to look for it, it suddenly disappeared..."
"Maybe you got it stuck in the book. Let's look for it again when we go back." Sur turned around and said on Thursday.
At this time, Soul, who was under the invisibility cloak, also recalled this small fragment. It seemed that he had indeed had such an exchange with Neville on Thursday...
I bet it was him who lost Neville's class schedule... Sol couldn't help but touched his nose and apologized to Neville in his heart again...
Soul followed the young wizards slowly. Seeing Hermione and himself separated at the corner of the third floor, he quickly quickened his pace and followed them.
Hermione held the book in her arms and turned into a quiet corridor. After walking for a while, she suddenly stopped and suddenly turned her head, glancing around with bright and suspicious eyes.
Just now, Soul was following Hermione like a madman. When the little girl stopped, he realized something was wrong. How could he forget that some girls have very keen senses...
Soul immediately stopped moving and looked away from Hermione's back, facing the wall.
Hmm... I didn't notice it before. This pattern is a bit interesting, huh?It's quite quaint and has a sense of age...
Soul shifted his gaze for a while, and noticed from the corner of his eye that Hermione didn't seem to notice anything, and started to walk forward again. Then he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and started to act again at a distance that could be seen but not easily noticed. The end of the line.
His eyes were no longer staring at Hermione's back.
Hermione walked all the way and found an empty classroom when she arrived at the Muggle Studies classroom and got in. Upon seeing this, Soul immediately followed to the window and watched with one eye as Hermione stretched out her hand from her neck and took out the golden chain. The time converter flicked.
Hermione's figure disappeared, and Soul knew that she was going back to 10 minutes ago, because the Arithmetic Divination class started 15 minutes ago, and there was only a 5-minute gap between the last class and the previous class.
About five times later, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded from behind Soul. He followed the sound and found that it was Hermione. The little girl was holding a book in her arms, but her expression was completely different from when she came here just now. Hermione looked very anxious.
Soul watched her pass by him without realizing it, and then walked straight into the classroom where the Muggle Studies class was held.
For the first time, there seemed to be no problem... Suer nodded, and instead of staying at the teacher's door, he walked towards the auditorium with the cat in his arms.
Just wait for Hermione in the Great Hall. After this class, it will be lunch time.
Hermione arrived at the Great Hall at noon with a tired look on her face, and sat alone in a remote corner for a quick meal.
What are you doing at this time?Oh, I remembered... I was taking a rune class, and the rune class ended 15 minutes later than the Muggle Studies class.
Soul was sitting not far from Hermione wearing an invisibility cloak. From time to time, he would quickly grab a chicken leg from the table and hand it to Crookshanks. It was inevitable for humans and cats to fill their stomachs. Traveling through time did not mean that they would not be hungry. Yes.
Gryffindors were probably all thick-lined, and they didn't even notice that the stack of chicken drumsticks on the table kept shrinking.
