Chapter 84 Roaring Letter
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
Harry and Ron were not expelled.
When Soul woke up and came to the Hogwarts Great Hall for dinner, he saw a group of lion cubs surrounding Harry and Ron. Ron, with his face flushed, was loudly telling how he and Harry had started a fight. Driving through half of England, and then arriving at Hogwarts.
Ron seemed to be enjoying this moment of being in the spotlight.
Many people were listening carefully to Ron's story about his and Harry's adventures, but Percy, the Gryffindor prefect, was sitting alone with a straight face stuffing mashed potatoes into his mouth.
Hermione was there, but she looked angry, even uglier than Percy.
She seemed to need someone to comfort her.
Soul did so.
He sat next to Hermione and patted her shoulder comfortingly.
"At least the good news is that they didn't have any accidents." Suer looked at Harry and Ron who were surrounded by the crowd. "There are no injuries at all."
"congratulations."
Hermione glared at him, "I can only be thankful that the semester hasn't started yet and Professor McGonagall can't deduct points from Gryffindor."
"I don't think there's anything to be proud of either."
"Indeed, indeed." Su Er nodded, "There will be a good show in a while."
Just when Soul picked up a bowl of oatmeal and added sugar to it, there was a sudden noise above his head.
Hundreds of owls swarmed in, hovering over the auditorium and dropping envelopes and packages into the crowd. A big, gray guy crashed and fell into the milk jug next to Hermione.
Soul rescued the poor owl by its talons, and a red letter was revealed.
"Oh my God, Errol." Ron exclaimed, and then he saw the red envelope that Errol was holding in his mouth.
"Oh----no----" Ron's expression was horrified.
"It's okay, it's still alive." Hermione poked Errol with her fingertips, who was lying on the table with his feet in the air.
"No, what Ron is worried about is this roaring letter---" Neville said dryly. "My grandma sent me a letter before. If I don't open it in time... something terrible will happen."
When Neville said this, the four corners of the envelope began to smoke.
"Hurry, it's only a few minutes..."
Ron reached out tremblingly, and Soul quickly stretched out his hands and covered Hermione's ears.
Hermione turned her head and glanced at him, a question mark popping up on her head.
A huge noise filled the entire auditorium, and Soul's head was buzzing. He helped Hermione cover her ears, but forgot about himself.
"...It's so irritating. Your dad will be scrutinized at work. It's all your fault!"
Soul stared blankly at the red letter, shouted the last word, and then turned to ashes before taking his hand away from Hermione's ear.
The eardrum was still beating loudly, so Sur sighed, closed his ear and rubbed it vigorously, trying to make the buzzing sound dissipate as soon as possible.
Looking at Ron who was about to bury himself under the table, if he had just stayed outside the partition wall and waited for his parents to send them to school, this problem would not have happened.
So, sometimes, it’s really important to stop and use your brain.
"Let's go to class? The first period today is Herbology class, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor together." Soul tilted his head and said to Hermione. He got this week's class schedule from the new prefect last night.
"Are your ears okay? I think you're feeling a little uncomfortable." Hermione nodded, held the book on her side - [Traveling with Vampires on a Ship] in her arms, and stood up.
"It's okay." Suer rubbed his ears again.
"I'm with you." Neville hurriedly packed up the things sent by his grandma, "Wait for me."
Neville didn't move quickly, but Harry and Ron had quickly adjusted and finished their meal.
No matter what happened, it couldn't affect Qianfang, which made Su Er shake his head.
The five people left the castle together and walked through the vegetable fields towards the greenhouse. As they approached the greenhouse, they saw Professor Sprout striding across the lawn, followed by Gilderoy Lockhart.
He wore a flowing turquoise robe, his blond hair was covered with moss, which shone in the sunlight, and he also wore a turquoise top hat with a gold rim.
How much you like green, Su Er couldn't help but complain.
"Oh, hello." Lockhart showed a standard eight-toothed smile and waved to the students, "I just showed your Professor Sprout how to heal the wounds of the Whomping Willow. During my trip, I happened to see a few of these strange plants..."
"Strange, isn't there only one Whomping Willow left in the world, and it's in Hogwarts?" Hermione whispered to Sule, "I saw it on the World Encyclopedia of Endangered Plants."
"We're going to the third greenhouse today!" Before Sule could answer Hermione's doubts, Professor Sprout said.
The little wizards looked at Professor Sprout, who had an obviously sullen look on his face, and walked towards the third shed without saying a word.
At this moment, Harry was stopped by Lockhart.
"Is this the third greenhouse?" Only four of the five people were left. They followed the flow of people into the greenhouse, with no intention of waiting for Harry outside.
"I've been here," Neville said. "There are many dangerous and deadly plants here."
"If I guess correctly, Professor Sprout is going to let us repot the mandrakes today. There are a lot of seedlings here."
"Mandrake?" Soul's ears perked up. If he remembered correctly, one of the materials needed for Animagus was the special transformation technique he was going to complete in the second school year. Single blade of mandrake.
I don’t know if there is a chance to get a few slices here. Of course, it must be mature.
In a corner not far away, there were several pots of mandrakes with yellow-green flowers sitting there quietly, but the open space where Suer and the others had their classes was a bit far away from there.
Take your time, there is still a lot of preparation to be done.
He still had to find a way to get to the forbidden book area. The ordinary book collection area only had books mentioning Animagus. It only briefly introduced what kind of magic Animagus was and what materials were needed. The records were detailed. Books with recipes and recipes were probably put in the restricted area.
Anyway, this year has been very busy.
Not just an Animagus, he also had to learn how to cast the Patronus Charm.
Sur would not forget that in the third year of the original time and space, they had to be in contact with dementors for a whole year.
Time is tight and the tasks are heavy.
However, he certainly would not be so arrogant as to practice Animagus alone. If something went wrong in the process, it would be a fatal matter.
The tragedy of the five-legged monster can be vividly remembered.
When Soul woke up and came to the Hogwarts Great Hall for dinner, he saw a group of lion cubs surrounding Harry and Ron. Ron, with his face flushed, was loudly telling how he and Harry had started a fight. Driving through half of England, and then arriving at Hogwarts.
Ron seemed to be enjoying this moment of being in the spotlight.
Many people were listening carefully to Ron's story about his and Harry's adventures, but Percy, the Gryffindor prefect, was sitting alone with a straight face stuffing mashed potatoes into his mouth.
Hermione was there, but she looked angry, even uglier than Percy.
She seemed to need someone to comfort her.
Soul did so.
He sat next to Hermione and patted her shoulder comfortingly.
"At least the good news is that they didn't have any accidents." Suer looked at Harry and Ron who were surrounded by the crowd. "There are no injuries at all."
"congratulations."
Hermione glared at him, "I can only be thankful that the semester hasn't started yet and Professor McGonagall can't deduct points from Gryffindor."
"I don't think there's anything to be proud of either."
"Indeed, indeed." Su Er nodded, "There will be a good show in a while."
Just when Soul picked up a bowl of oatmeal and added sugar to it, there was a sudden noise above his head.
Hundreds of owls swarmed in, hovering over the auditorium and dropping envelopes and packages into the crowd. A big, gray guy crashed and fell into the milk jug next to Hermione.
Soul rescued the poor owl by its talons, and a red letter was revealed.
"Oh my God, Errol." Ron exclaimed, and then he saw the red envelope that Errol was holding in his mouth.
"Oh----no----" Ron's expression was horrified.
"It's okay, it's still alive." Hermione poked Errol with her fingertips, who was lying on the table with his feet in the air.
"No, what Ron is worried about is this roaring letter---" Neville said dryly. "My grandma sent me a letter before. If I don't open it in time... something terrible will happen."
When Neville said this, the four corners of the envelope began to smoke.
"Hurry, it's only a few minutes..."
Ron reached out tremblingly, and Soul quickly stretched out his hands and covered Hermione's ears.
Hermione turned her head and glanced at him, a question mark popping up on her head.
A huge noise filled the entire auditorium, and Soul's head was buzzing. He helped Hermione cover her ears, but forgot about himself.
"...It's so irritating. Your dad will be scrutinized at work. It's all your fault!"
Soul stared blankly at the red letter, shouted the last word, and then turned to ashes before taking his hand away from Hermione's ear.
The eardrum was still beating loudly, so Sur sighed, closed his ear and rubbed it vigorously, trying to make the buzzing sound dissipate as soon as possible.
Looking at Ron who was about to bury himself under the table, if he had just stayed outside the partition wall and waited for his parents to send them to school, this problem would not have happened.
So, sometimes, it’s really important to stop and use your brain.
"Let's go to class? The first period today is Herbology class, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor together." Soul tilted his head and said to Hermione. He got this week's class schedule from the new prefect last night.
"Are your ears okay? I think you're feeling a little uncomfortable." Hermione nodded, held the book on her side - [Traveling with Vampires on a Ship] in her arms, and stood up.
"It's okay." Suer rubbed his ears again.
"I'm with you." Neville hurriedly packed up the things sent by his grandma, "Wait for me."
Neville didn't move quickly, but Harry and Ron had quickly adjusted and finished their meal.
No matter what happened, it couldn't affect Qianfang, which made Su Er shake his head.
The five people left the castle together and walked through the vegetable fields towards the greenhouse. As they approached the greenhouse, they saw Professor Sprout striding across the lawn, followed by Gilderoy Lockhart.
He wore a flowing turquoise robe, his blond hair was covered with moss, which shone in the sunlight, and he also wore a turquoise top hat with a gold rim.
How much you like green, Su Er couldn't help but complain.
"Oh, hello." Lockhart showed a standard eight-toothed smile and waved to the students, "I just showed your Professor Sprout how to heal the wounds of the Whomping Willow. During my trip, I happened to see a few of these strange plants..."
"Strange, isn't there only one Whomping Willow left in the world, and it's in Hogwarts?" Hermione whispered to Sule, "I saw it on the World Encyclopedia of Endangered Plants."
"We're going to the third greenhouse today!" Before Sule could answer Hermione's doubts, Professor Sprout said.
The little wizards looked at Professor Sprout, who had an obviously sullen look on his face, and walked towards the third shed without saying a word.
At this moment, Harry was stopped by Lockhart.
"Is this the third greenhouse?" Only four of the five people were left. They followed the flow of people into the greenhouse, with no intention of waiting for Harry outside.
"I've been here," Neville said. "There are many dangerous and deadly plants here."
"If I guess correctly, Professor Sprout is going to let us repot the mandrakes today. There are a lot of seedlings here."
"Mandrake?" Soul's ears perked up. If he remembered correctly, one of the materials needed for Animagus was the special transformation technique he was going to complete in the second school year. Single blade of mandrake.
I don’t know if there is a chance to get a few slices here. Of course, it must be mature.
In a corner not far away, there were several pots of mandrakes with yellow-green flowers sitting there quietly, but the open space where Suer and the others had their classes was a bit far away from there.
Take your time, there is still a lot of preparation to be done.
He still had to find a way to get to the forbidden book area. The ordinary book collection area only had books mentioning Animagus. It only briefly introduced what kind of magic Animagus was and what materials were needed. The records were detailed. Books with recipes and recipes were probably put in the restricted area.
Anyway, this year has been very busy.
Not just an Animagus, he also had to learn how to cast the Patronus Charm.
Sur would not forget that in the third year of the original time and space, they had to be in contact with dementors for a whole year.
Time is tight and the tasks are heavy.
However, he certainly would not be so arrogant as to practice Animagus alone. If something went wrong in the process, it would be a fatal matter.
The tragedy of the five-legged monster can be vividly remembered.
