Hogwarts Card Drawer

The wooden planks used to make the stairs were crisp, and the three of them stepped on it and made a crunching sound.

But fortunately, Cronos saw the person who asked him here.

"So you brought us here because Miss Granger made an appointment with you?" Daphne said sourly.

Cronos was a little bit dumbfounded. You don't recognize the two men beside Hermione at all!

"Did you believe it was Harry who asked me to come?" Cronos said.

Who else was waiting for them upstairs besides the Harry trio? It's just that Ron didn't expect Chronos and the others to come, he was questioning Hermione at the moment.

"It's not too late for me, am I?" Cronos spoke to the other side of them naturally.

"It's really not too late. But it's not on time either." Hermione said fiercely, looking at the clock on the wall.

"Oh!" Cronos said, the hippy smile on his face disappeared, "Yes..."

"So, what about the person you are coming to meet with us?" Cronos asked, and he twisted the rusty cap of a bottle of Butterbeer, which the barkeeper had just delivered.

"It's just three or two," Hermione said as she looked at her watch again, and looked anxiously at the top of the stairs. "I told them to arrive at about this time. I think they must know where they are."

The sound of the bar door being opened came downstairs, and then a loud footstep came from the bottom of the building.

The first to show up were Neville, Dean and Lavender, followed by Parvati and Padma Petir. And Qiu and one of his chatting girlfriends. Don't ask how Cronos recognized her as Autumn, because Cronos could hear Harry's heartbeat speeding up far away.

This is the first time Chronos has the opportunity to face a lot of autumn. Zhang, the only Asian girl in Hogwarts, Chronos remembers that he seems to have immigrated from the heavenly dynasty.

She has black long straight hair that is standard for Asians, and big eyes. The moment she stares at her, she seems to be able to hit the soul directly.

At a glance, Cronos thought he had returned to his previous life. Cronos finally knew why Harry was obsessed with her. As the original book said, her beauty had an ancient and mysterious oriental characteristic.

There are far more people still upstairs, alone, in a trance, like Luna Lovegood who walked in accidentally. In the back are the brothers Katie Bell, Arya Spinnet and Angelina Johnson, Colin and Dennis Crevey.

There is also a Hufflepuff girl with long braids whose name Chronos does not know, and three Ravenclaw boys. Chronos is sure they are named Anthony Goldstein, Michael Kona and Terry. Bout, Ginny, a tall blond, blue-eyed boy with an upturned nose followed him.

Cronos vaguely remembered that he was a member of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. At the end of the team were Fred Weasley, George Weasley and their friend Lee Jordan, all three of them hugged. Joko's big paper bags are full of clothes.

"How many people," Harry said hoarsely to Hermione, "how many people?"

Indeed, there are too many people, even the spacious second floor is a bit crowded, the chairs are not enough at all, and some people can only stand like that.

"Yeah, oh, this idea seems quite popular," Hermione said happily. "Ron, can you drag a few more chairs?"

The bartender was stunned. He was wiping a glass with a dirty cloth that seemed to have never been washed before. He had never seen so many people in his bar.

"Okay," Fred said, he was the first to come to the bar and quickly counted the people who came with him, "Please give us...25 glasses of butter beer, okay?"

The bartender looked at him for a while, then, throwing down his wipes grumpily, as if he was interrupted by something important, he began to take out the dirty butterbeer from under the counter.

"Cheers," Fred said, sharing the beer, "but speaking of it, guys, I don't have enough money to pay so much..."

"Except for us, there seems to be no Slytherin people." Cronos took a closer look at the people in the room, but he could also understand that most of the Slytherin students were pure-blood families, and they were all families. symbol of.

The newcomers sat around Harry, Ron, and Hermione in twos and threes. Some looked quite excited, and others were curious. Luna Lovegood looked at the sky dreamily. When everyone found their seats, the discussion subsided, and everyone looked at Hermione.

"Yeah," Hermione said, her voice higher than usual out of tension. "Then—oh—hello everyone."

"So... well... well, everyone knows why you came here. Well... then, Harry’s idea—I mean (Harry gave her a sharp glance), my idea—to those This might be a good idea for anyone who wants to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts—I mean, real learning, you know, it’s not the garbage Umbridge taught us.” (Hermione’s voice suddenly became stronger and stronger. A little more confident).

Because no one can call it Defense Against the Dark Arts—("Wow! That's right!" said Anthony Goldstein, Hermione seems to be inspired)—then I think that would be great if we , Oh, take the situation in your own hands. "

She stopped, looked at Cronos who was sitting across from her, and then said, "So I plan to learn how to protect myself properly~www.readwn.com~ not just theoretically, but to practice real Spell—"

"But, I bet you also want to pass your ordinary wizard rank test in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, right?" Michael Kona said, staring at her.

"Of course," Hermione said immediately. "But more importantly, I want to get the right defense training, because...because..." She took a deep breath and said, "Because the Dark Lord Voldemort has returned."

Everyone's immediate reaction is predictable. Qiu's friend screamed and splashed butter beer on him. Terry Bout twitched unconsciously, Padma Pettil trembled, Neville let out a strange cry, and he successfully turned it into a cough.

In short, everyone looked at Harry intently and more eagerly. His name has been tightly tied to Voldemort, and speaking of any one person will remind one of another.

"Um... the plan is like that, anyway," Hermione said. "If you want to join us, we need to decide how to do it-we need someone to lead us."

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