Aphasia at Hogwarts

"That doesn't sound too bad, Joan has added a lot of points to the house, and she can even raise another dragon." Ron said with a smile, but Hermione gave him a glare.

"Of course, other people definitely don't think so. During this period of time, we can't make any more publicity. We should keep a low profile and wait for the matter to pass," Hermione said.

Harry nodded, feeling that what Hermione said was very reasonable.

Ron also nodded, although he felt that Hermione was usually the most flamboyant, he and Harry were usually very low-key, even so low-key that he wanted the professors to forget them.

Better be Snape, stop picking Harry or Harry next to him for answering questions.

Watching this scene, Guan Qiong refreshed her impression of Hermione.

Although he knew from memory that Hermione would be the future Minister of Magic, he didn't expect her to have such a strong psychological quality and the ability to guide the team at such a young age.

Although there are only two children one younger than her in this team.

It can only be said that, worthy of being the future Minister of Magic, he was much better than wizards of the same age when he was young.

At this time, Parvati and Lavender also came to the restaurant, ready to have breakfast.

The two of them are Hermione's roommates and Hermione's friends.

They looked at Hermione, and Hermione saw them, and the three of them seemed to freeze for a moment, but in the end, Parvati and Lavender sat some distance away from them, and they didn't turn their heads to look at Hermione the whole time.

A trace of loneliness flashed across Hermione's face, the luster in her eyes dimmed a bit, and she continued to eat breakfast silently.

At this time, she really looked like a twelve-year-old child.

In the following time, the three of them adhered to the principle of keeping a low profile, and no longer made any unnecessary movements.

As for Guan Qiong, he has always kept a low profile, and many people have even forgotten that there is an aphasic wizard in the school.

After all, before Norma's arrival, Guan Qiong was either in the library or the Room of Requirement, and rarely even stayed in the Gryffindor lounge.

After Norma left, Guan Qiong also returned to this kind of life. The only difference is that she performed more in class.

It also won a lot of points for Gryffindor College.

Hermione didn't raise her hand to answer questions in every class like before, but she also put in a lot of effort in homework after class and won some points.

Only Harry and Ron didn't know what to do. The two even discussed whether to go to Filch and ask him if he could add some points by cleaning the trophy on the third floor.

But they later remembered that Filch was just an administrator with the power to punish people, not to add points, so they had to give up in the end.

Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

As usual, Quirrell was speaking in his stammering words to the tape, and the students below were also doing their own things, and no one listened carefully.

The same is true for Guan Qiong. Today's class is about a magical animal called La Mora Stone, and he has already read this part of the knowledge and memorized it all, and he is waiting for the end of the get out of class.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the students packed up their things skillfully, and so did Guan Qiong.

He will go to the library with Hermione to review later, Hermione will review the knowledge of this semester, and he will review the history of magic that he has read during this period.

During this period of time, he read too many books and it was a bit chaotic. He needed to sort it out, and it was best to build a memory palace in his mind.

Just when he was about to leave, a voice stopped him.

"Guan Guan.. Guan. Qiong. Classmate, please. You. Stay. For a while." Quirrell stammered, but the meaning was expressed.

Guan Qiong was taken aback for a moment, and looked over with his expression unchanged.

Quirrell's face was paler than before. If it was still like a ghost before, it was more like a dead ghost now. Even the snow in winter was not as pale as his face at this time.

It's amazing that even though he looked weak enough to collapse at any moment, he has survived so long and kept having accidents.

Even Fred and George were betting on when Quirrell's body would fall off, but in the end they felt that this was too disrespectful to the professor, and they didn't let it go.

Guan Qiong nodded to Hermione, motioned her to leave first, and then waited for Quirrell alone in the classroom.

To be honest, I was a little nervous. After all, I didn't know what Quirrell was going to do, or what Voldemort was going to do.

Guan Qiong held the wand in her hand, not so scared in her heart.

It is not fake that he has been soaking in the Room of Requirement for so long. Although he dare not say that he can defeat Quirrell or Voldemort, it is still possible to surprise them and run away.

Not to mention that his body has absorbed a lot of rock skin cakes, he can guarantee that his running speed is definitely faster than the sick child Qi Luo.

At that time, don't blame him for calling Dumbledore to exorcise his soul regardless of the development of the plot.

"Guan Guan. Guan. Qiong. Classmate." Quirrell walked to Guan Qiong's side, and a smell of garlic hit him.

Guan Qiong frowned and remained vigilant.

"No, I know where the parents of Guan Qiong are from?" Quilo asked with a kind smile.

"I don't know, I'm an orphan and I grew up in an orphanage." Light spots flew out from Guan Qiong's wand, arranged into words.

"Is this the case. I. I. Still want to discuss with Guan Qiong. The...things about...the sores on the face. old life.

With expectant eyes, he shook his head intentionally or unintentionally, causing more garlic smell to hit Guan Qiong.

"I don't know about facial sores. I have never lived in the East." Guan Qiong said.

He was a bit confused about what Quirrell was thinking. He always said why this person had sores on his face, and told others that you have Voldemort on you?

But even if he knew it, he couldn't help Quirrell defeat Voldemort.

"Is this... so?" Chilo said disappointedly. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he said to Guan Qiong.

"You can leave now." The speed of speaking was unprecedented.

Guan Qiong was a little puzzled, but still nodded, and then slowly retreated to the door with her bag, and then turned and left.

When he turned around, he suddenly felt an evil thought, as if someone was trying to stab him with a needle.

Silver light appeared in his eyes, the magic power on his body fluctuated like boiling water, and the pace under his feet became faster.

In the classroom, a cold and evil voice sounded in Quirrell's mind.

"Why are you looking for that child?" The voice hit Quirrell's brain, making his face paler.

"Master, that child is very talented. Dumbledore said that he can become the greatest wizard in the world. I think his body is very suitable for you." Quirrell whispered, his eyes flashed with fear and determination. .

He didn't want to die, so he could only sacrifice Guan Qiong.

"Hehehehehehe." The cold laughter exploded in Quirrell's mind, making his body chill for a while, and he felt that a layer of frost had formed on his body, and the blood was frozen in his blood vessels, motionless.

"He will never be the greatest wizard ever." Voldemort laughed mockingly.

"forever!"