Chapter 43 Bell’s racial talent

There are no classes scheduled in Ravenclaw House on Friday afternoon. Bell is used to going to the library to read books.

After arriving at the library, as expected, Bell saw Hermione sitting in her usual seat. Bell walked over to greet her.

"looking at what?"

"I'm looking up some information about magical beasts." Hermione replied quietly.

Talking in a library is a very risky activity. Once Mrs. Pince is dissatisfied, she will be kicked out with a feather duster. This was really scary for the little witch.

Hermione likes to come to the library and read as much as Bell does, and even spends more time in the library than Bell does. As long as there are no classes, I basically spend time in the library.

Because they often met in the library, Hermione and Bell became more and more familiar with each other.

Bell looked at Hermione carefully.

"Did you not sleep well last night? Why do you always feel like you are not energetic?"

"Don't mention it, I'll be pissed to death!" Hermione said angrily.

"Bell, do you know? Last night, Harry Potter and his friend Ron Weasley violated school rules and went to have a fight with a Slytherin student named Malfoy late at night. Wizards' duel! Don't they have any school rules in their eyes? They don't want to think about how many points will be deducted from Gryffindor if they are caught by Filch!"

Hermione looked crazy, and it was obvious that she was very obsessed with the Academy Cup.

Bell felt a little funny, but in order not to irritate the little witch who was in a bad mood, he had to hold back his laughter and ask Hermione.

"So you were so angry that you couldn't sleep well all night?"

"no."

Hermione looked like she couldn't bear to look back on the past again. Seeing the little witch's changing expressions, Bell wanted to laugh even more.

"I originally wanted to stop them, so I stayed in the common room at night. But no matter how I tried to persuade them, neither of them listened. I chased them outside the common room. When I turned around, I wanted to go back. When I arrived, I found that the Fat Lady was not there. I couldn't go back to the dormitory! I was so angry at that time!" Hermione explained, "Oh, the Fat Lady is a painting and wants to enter Gryffindor's rest. Room, you must have permission from the Fat Madam."

"Then what?" Bell asked with interest.

If it weren't for the wrong location, he would have taken out his Coke and popcorn to eat and listen to it.

"I was afraid that Filch would catch me if I stayed outside the lounge, so I had to go with the two of them. We also met Neville outside the lounge, and he couldn't enter the lounge because he forgot the password. Then we went together We went to the trophy room, but Malfoy didn't come. Not only did he not come, he also told Filch that someone was in the trophy room. It took a lot of effort for us not to be caught by Filch, which scared me to death. Got it!"

Now when she thought about what happened last night, Hermione still felt frightened and her face turned pale. God knows how much she regrets her actions last night, if she had known she would have stayed outside the lounge.

Thinking about it carefully, Neville stayed there until he fell asleep without being noticed, so if he waited there for a while until the Fat Lady came back from visiting relatives and friends, there shouldn't be any problems. At least it won't be as big of a problem as the one I encountered in the right corridor on the fourth floor last night.

"By the way, Bell, I have something to ask you." Hermione looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, then she said secretly.

"..."

Bell always felt that Hermione's movements and demeanor looked a bit familiar, as if she had seen her often recently. So why are children today so fond of being surprised? Or are there too many shady things going on in Hogwarts?

"Bell, do you know anything about magical beasts?"

"I don't know much about it, but I still know the general situation. What do you want to ask?" Bell asked.

His main research direction is not on magical creatures, but he still knows some basic knowledge. At least if it is used to answer the little witch's questions, Bell doesn't think he will be unable to answer them.

"Do you know what kind of magical animal is a large dog that is about 3 meters tall and has three heads?" Hermione asked without hope.

The little witch felt that since Bell didn't know much about magical animals, she probably wouldn't know what the big dog they saw last night was. Because as far as she knew, Ron and Neville were both from wizarding families, but neither of them knew it.

But since she was the one who started the conversation, if you cut it off like this, it would look like she was playing a prank. She didn't want anyone to think she liked playing pranks.

"A big dog with three heads? That must be a three-headed dog. This kind of magical animal is more common in Greece, but it is very rare in the UK. What's wrong? Do you want to raise one?" Bell joked.

If given the chance, Bell would really like to raise one. It’s just that the three-headed dog is too big.

As we all know, dogs love to lick people. If you were licked by such a big dog, you would probably get wet all over your body instantly, which would be hard to accept for Bell who loves to be clean.

Hermione didn't expect that Bell actually knew. However, after hearing Bell's question, Hermione showed an expression of 'Are you kidding me'? She would be crazy to want to raise a big dog that could swallow her in one bite.

And the most important thing is that she is a cat person!

"Forget it, I don't want to wake up and find myself in a dog's belly."

"Then why did you suddenly mention the three-headed dog?" Bell asked strangely.

Could it be that after eating steamed buns stuffed with dragon meat a few days ago, and after these few days of preparation, Hermione finally awakened her foodie soul? So now looking for amazing animals that look tastier?

As for why use ‘ye’? Haha, this is Bell’s racial talent!

"Do you still remember that at the opening dinner, Professor Dumbledore warned us not to approach the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor? In fact, we ran to the fourth floor in a panic last night in order not to be caught by Filch. In the corridor on the right. In the room at the end of the corridor, I found a three-headed dog. At that time, I thought I was dead!" Hermione said with fear on her face. "By the way, don't tell others about this, otherwise if the professor finds out, I will definitely get a lot of points deducted!"

‘So how obsessed are you with your college points? ’

Bell glanced at Hermione speechlessly.

"I also saw a trap door at the foot of the three-headed dog. Professor Dumbledore must have hidden something there. What do you think it could be? Bell."

Bell was lost in thought. In fact, he did not know what happened to Hermione at first. But when Hermione mentioned 'trap door', Bell was impressed. After all, it was not a commonly used word.

He carefully recalled his past memories. He didn't pay attention at first, it was just a subconscious behavior, but when he recalled it, he found that he almost missed a very important item. If his memory from his previous life was correct, what was hidden there should be the Philosopher's Stone.

Bell thought about his important plan. Although he didn't think the magic stone was real, what if it happened? It’s not too much trouble anyway, so why not just try to find a way to see it.

"Bell, did you hear me?"

Seeing that Bell was in a daze, Hermione pushed Bell.

"Oh, of course."

Bell came to his senses.

"But how could I possibly know what Professor Dumbledore is hiding? And I'm not interested either. Even if I knew, what would happen?"

Hermione nodded in agreement. She was only slightly curious. Now that she heard what Bell said, she felt it made sense, so she didn't say anything more.

For a while, the two people each started doing their own things.