Aphasia at Hogwarts

Chapter 142 The Third Attack

Harry's life began to become difficult. When he was walking outside, all the people around him avoided him, leaving a large space in the middle, as if he had some bad smell on him.

What made Harry even more sad was that everyone around him looked at him with fear and disgust. He had seen that look many times before, but it was at the Dursleys' house. He thought that after coming to Hogwarts, I had already avoided that gaze, but unexpectedly, I saw it again, and it was still in school.

It was even heard that someone went to tell the professors to let him drop out of Hogwarts, but fortunately the professors did not accept this request.

The professors also issued an announcement, saying that they would investigate the previous incident, and asked the students not to act aggressively.

Well, they really wouldn't do anything aggressive, they'd just look at him in disgust and fear, like he was a murderer breaking into a school.

"Enough is enough," Harry said to Hermione and Ron back in the Gryffindor common room.

Fortunately, Hermione and Ron didn't abandon him, and of course, neither did Guan Qiong, but he seemed to have disappeared again, and he didn't know where he went.

"Look out, Harry, the professors will give an explanation." Hermione was playing wizard chess with Ron, and this was the only place where she was weaker than Ron, which made her feel a little distressed.

"There won't be an explanation unless they catch the real heir to the Chamber of Secrets." Harry sighed.

"It won't be long, the Polyjuice Potion will be ready by Christmas, won't it? I heard that Malfoy intends to stay, so we can ask him at Christmas," said Ron.

"I hope it's him, so after Christmas, everything will be fine." Harry was a little uncertain.

"By the way, what about Joan, it's snowing a lot outside, and he's not in the library, where did he go?" Harry asked.

"It seems that he went to help Professor Sprout take care of the herbs, and he volunteered." Hermione said uncertainly.

She still didn't know when Guan Qiong became interested in those herbs again. Didn't he prefer History of Magic and Charms?

Guan Qiong was indeed in the greenhouse. At this time, he was wearing earmuffs, pulled the mandrakes out of the pot vigorously, watched them flutter in his hands, and then put special socks and socks on them. scarf, and plant them back again.

Outside, the violent wind is mixed with endless snow, hitting the glass of the greenhouse crazily, crackling, making people worry whether the glass will be broken, and in the sky farther away, there is already a scene of dark clouds , like the end of the day.

A blizzard is coming.

Guan Qiong looked back and continued to help the next mandrake put on winter equipment. Around him, there were many students who were doing the same thing, most of them were in the fourth and fifth grades, like There are almost no sophomores like him.

In other greenhouses, some students helped Professor Sprout take care of other herbal plants in order to cope with the next snowstorm.

This can be regarded as a unique practical class, and of course it can also be regarded as after-class labor. In order to help the plants in the greenhouse survive better, Professor Sprout called a group of students to help.

Otherwise, she alone has to deal with so many plants, and she will be too busy even when the snowstorm comes.

The same is true for using magic, and the care of many herbs cannot use magic, which will cause other consequences.

Of course, coming to help is not in vain, Professor Sprout will give some rewards, or the leaves of some rare herbs, or a higher score in this class, or other things.

Guan Qiong also came here for this purpose. He needed Professor Sprout to give him some Mandrake blood and a few pieces of Nasir grass to repair the stone man's heart ring.

Originally, Professor Sprout didn't want students under the third grade, because they were too young and could easily cause adverse consequences, but because of Guan Qiong's handling of the mandrake in the previous class, Professor Sprout left I made a good impression, so I let him come.

Sure enough, Guan Qiong's strength was not small, and his movements were also fast, not much worse than the fifth grade student next to him.

When the darkness in the sky was about to press here, all the plants in the greenhouse finally took measures to deal with it.

Professor Sprout gathered all the students together, and said with relief, "Thank you very much, children, if I am alone, I will definitely not be busy."

From the table behind, she took out the rewards she had prepared for the students, and distributed them to them as a reward for their help this time.

"Okay, children, now go back to the castle quickly, the snowstorm is coming." Professor Sprout said.

At this time, the sky was almost completely dark, but in fact, it was only afternoon.

Guan Qiong looked at a bottle of glowing green liquid and a few purple leaves with strange patterns in her hand, and happily walked towards the castle.

In this way, all the materials for repairing the ring will be ready. You only need to wait until Christmas when the compound soup is ready.

But after Guan Qiong entered the castle, she found that the surrounding atmosphere became even more strange. Everyone's faces were full of fear and seriousness, and their eyes were trembling like a frightened little rabbit. .

Guan Qiong moved his ears, and his sensitive hearing allowed him to hear the suppressed discussions of the students around him.

"This afternoon, another person was petrified. It was Jasyan. There was also a ghost, Nick, who was almost headless. He didn't even let ghosts go."

Guan Qiong was extremely convinced that the 'he' they were referring to was Harry Potter.

In this way, the third attack has already happened. Unfortunately, he was outside just now, without any awareness, and he didn't find a chance to take another look at the situation this time.

Guan Qiong was thinking, and at the same time headed for the Gryffindor lounge. On the way, he also met Percy who was walking to the end, who seemed to be on patrol. He saw Guan Qiong and told him to go back to the lounge as soon as possible. not safe.

Guan Qiong looked at Paxi with a magical perspective. His life circuit did not change much. It seemed that his body was a little weak because of the weather, and the light of his life circuit was a little dim.

This degree of weakness should have nothing to do with Voldemort.

Guan Qiong thought, he has seen such a weak state in many people around him, because of the winter, many people have caught a cold, and the state after catching a cold is like this.

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