Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation In November, it snowed heavily for several days. The mountains around Hogwarts suddenly became gray, and the surface of the Black Lake became cold and hard like cold steel. Harry had seen Hai ice skating with a group of young wizards on the Black Lake several times, and their faces were all red from the cold. According to Madam Pomfrey, there were fewer people who caught a cold in Hogwarts this year, probably because of the physical training in the fighting class. But with the arrival of the frost, Jason and Bucky no longer let the junior students run outside. They began to learn some simple fighting skills indoors, which made the young wizards very enthusiastic.
One day, Harry yawned and prepared to go to the library with Hermione to solve a pile of homework. While walking through the corridor, he saw Haig in the distance, wrapped in a long moleskin coat, wearing rabbit-fur gloves and huge sea fur boots, defrosting a flying broom on the Quidditch field.
Harry was a little confused, but Hermione reminded him that the Quidditch season was about to start. Harry suddenly realized why Wood's temper had become more and more grumpy recently. The twins complained at the dinner table two days ago that Wood broke into their dormitory at three in the morning to do something inappropriate.
When it came to Quidditch, Hermione looked at Harry with ambiguous eyes. "Professor Mcgonagall must be trying to force the academy to admit that you're a Gryffindor." Harry could only laugh. His flying skills had been recognized as the best among the freshmen since the end of the first flying lesson. Wood and Marcus both tried to pull Harry into the academy team, but they were rejected by Dumbledore. It was too unfair to assign Harry to any team. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff would definitely be dissatisfied. The two captains could only stare at Harry.
The two talked about Quidditch as they walked to the library. On the way, they bumped into Ron, who was joking with Neville.
Ron stopped Harry and asked, "Where are you going?"
Harry pretended to be sad and shrugged his eyebrows. "Where can I go with Hermione? The library, of course. "
Ron looked at the pile of homework in Harry's hands and swallowed. He remembered that he also had a thick pile of homework …
"Wait for me, I'll get a few books!"
Neville, who was left behind, looked at the grinning Harry and the slightly narrowed Hermione. He shook the flesh on his face and ran away with Ron. "I'll go get some books too!"
In the blink of an eye, the self-study duo became a self-study group of four. Neville was pulled by Ron was also called in by Ron...
But when he saw the other people in the seats, Ron almost turned around and left.
Draco raised his eyebrows and looked at the constipated Ron. He snorted coldly and nodded at Harry. Then, he greeted Hermione. "Granger." Pansy and Zabini did the same. After a few casual greetings, they lowered their heads and continued to read.
Ron looked at Harry and Hermione sitting opposite a group of Slytherin. They opened their textbooks and began to do their homework very naturally. Neville sat down next to Harry and tugged at his robe. "Ron?"
"Ah? Oh, oh, oh … "Ron also sat down and randomly opened a book. Then, he asked Harry in a low voice," How do you get along with this group of Little Vipers? "
Little Vipers: = _ =
In fact, ever since Halloween, when the professors opened the school calendar and looked at it, it was followed by the Quidditch competition, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. It was easy to imagine how lively the atmosphere in the school would be. Therefore, after discussing with each other, they all felt that it was necessary to tighten the strings for the children. So, when the students came back to their senses from the smell of roasted pumpkin, they suddenly found that the homework load had suddenly increased, and the professors were no longer amiable (of course, there were some professors who were never amiable). When Harry came back from the Medical Wing, he found this tragic situation. So, he grabbed Hermione with tears streaming down his face.
Hermione was naturally very happy to trample on Harry. She grabbed Harry and went straight to the library — the library of the Hogwarts. Here, the top students of various schools of various grades were lying in ambush. Hermione liked to wander around here. She asked Percy about transfiguration, asked Cedric about medicinal herbs, and learned about Eastern culture with Qiu Zhang …
Harry keenly found a loophole in Hermione's plan. So, one day, he pulled the Slytherin trio over and introduced them to Hermione. "You can also discuss black magic defense with Draco."
Draco: How annoying. She's actually so close to a mudblood. Although her grades are better than mine, it's really scary. What is Potter trying to do …
Hermione: …
In the end, it was Hermione who spoke first. "What do you think of Professor Quirrell …"
Draco: "Not very good."
The two of them looked at each other. At least they had found a common ground, so it was much easier to get along with each other. Although Hermione was smart and hardworking, compared to Draco, who came from a pure Wizard family, there was still a lot of objective differences. After a period of time, Draco felt that this little Muggle witch was indeed smart.
Even when they came out of the library, Ron still found it hard to accept that he had actually lived peacefully with a group of Slytherin for a few hours. So, he stood in the wind and decided to calm down. Then …
"Achoo —"
Hermione looked at Ron for a while as if he was an idiot. She took out a few small jam bottles from her bag and used magic to conjure a few small flames in the bottles. Then, she gave each of them some warmth.
"Achoo … Thanks … Achoo!" Ron hugged the jam bottles and shivered. "Let's go eat."
Harry looked at the leaden sky outside and suddenly wanted to eat something hot and smoky, so he turned his head and said, "Let's go eat at Haig's place!"
Ron and Hermione did not have any objections. They had both been to Haig's house with Harry before. Only Neville shook his head shyly. Harry did not insist, so Neville carried everyone's books back to the dormitory.
Ron looked at Neville's wobbly back and poked Harry. "You didn't mean to let Neville help us carry the books, did you?"
"Of course not!" Harry said seriously. Ron also said that he did not believe it.
Hermione leisurely followed behind the two boys, who were fooling around, to Haig's house. She felt that she was very steady.
Haig especially liked it when Harry brought friends to the house for gatherings. Today, he also made a fire, but he did not prepare a deep pot. Instead, he cut a few branches and set them up to roast pheasants and rabbits. On the other side, there was a small brazier with a thick soup on it. While waiting for the rabbit meat to be cooked, they threw some small potatoes into the fire. Soon, they had hot potatoes to eat.
"Phew, Haig, I really like you." Hermione's hand was scalded by a potato, so Haig took over the task of peeling potatoes for the little girl.
Haig laughed and stuffed the potatoes back into Hermione's hand. "I'm so happy to see you guys being so friendly with each other … Speaking of which, Harry, I heard that you went to the medical wing again."
"Cold. Recently, a lot of people in the school have caught a cold. "Hermione answered for Harry.
Harry guiltily turned the grill to make the rabbit roast more evenly. He had not told Ron or Hermione about what happened that night. On the day they left the medical wing, Dumbledore had his Phoenix bring a note. On it were his blessings and subtle reminders to Harry. Harry thought that Dumbledore did not want the students to know what happened in the Forbidden Forest.
Harry could understand, but it was too painful to bury such a dangerous thing in his heart. After coming out of Haig's house, Harry looked back at the Forbidden Forest for a while, then looked at his two friends. "Let's go to the Joint Building."
There were many rooms in the Joint Building, and they easily found an empty room with many building blocks. Ron was a little puzzled by Harry's mysteriousness, and Hermione waited for Harry to explain.
Harry rubbed his nose and thought for a long time. First, he asked, "I want to say something — something not very good. It can't be spread … So, Ron, Hermione, if you think it's a burden, I won't say it."
The other two looked at each other and then asked in unison, "Keep it a secret?"
Harry nodded hard. "It needs to be a secret."
Ron swallowed and nodded seriously. He then added, "I'm glad there's no Malfoy here." This seemed to indicate that Harry was still on good terms with him.
Hermione frowned and nodded gently.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief and told them what happened on Hallowed Eve. As Harry narrated, Ron's mouth opened wider and wider, and Hermione's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
"That's it." Harry exhaled. "I think Dumbledore wants me to keep quiet."
Hermione finally said, "Harry, you went to the Forbidden Forest without telling anyone?! If — if that mysterious woman had bad intentions, you probably wouldn't have waited for Professor Snape to save you! "
Hermione's anger startled the two boys. Ron pulled Hermione back and looked at Harry worriedly. "Ahem … Harry, I think … you should at least say something to us."
Harry understood their good intentions, so he sincerely assured them. Only then did he divert Hermione's attention to what happened in the Forbidden Forest. Like Snape, Hermione's first concern was the magic potion cultivated with unicorns. "Harry saw the silver light twice, that means that the mysterious person (Ron: Hey!) Most likely, she has been cultivating this plant in the Forbidden Forest. "
Harry and Hermione looked at each other. "So that person has been in the Hogwarts all this time." They thought of the same person at the same time.
Ron raised his hand to interrupt them. "I think I know who you're suspecting — Professor Kamia. But she was at the banquet on Halloween."
Hermione waved her hand impatiently. "But the 'person' Harry saw was not Professor Kamia herself, but a Phantom, right? Maybe there's some kind of magic that can make people appear at the banquet and in the Forbidden Forest — one is a real person, and the other is a shadow. "
Harry listened to the argument between Ron and Hermione. He touched his chin and said slowly, "Actually … the Phantom I saw was a woman, but she didn't look like Professor Kamia." He thought for a while. "The Phantom was shorter than Professor Kamia, had shorter hair, and … had smaller breasts."
The two looked at Harry in silence for a while.
Harry coughed and changed the subject. "Why do we all suspect Professor Kamia? Is it because she's the only woman in the Hogwarts?"
Hermione touched her hair. "Maybe it's because the other female professors have transcended gender." Who would think of Professor Mcgonagall as a woman when they saw her?
Ron shuddered and then pointed out. "There are many seniors, aren't there?"
That's too big a range.
The three of them discussed for the whole afternoon, but there was no progress. Instead, they were getting more and more confused. However, Harry was not worried at all — he would be happy after he told them about it!
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