Hogwarts Homecoming

After about ten minutes, the sweaty Hermione finally staggered in from outside the house carrying her schoolbag and a bucket of water. As soon as she entered, she saw Harry and Luo sitting on the edge of Hagrid's bed. Eun-jeong looks at her strangely.

"Oh, why are you looking at me like that?"

Hermione's heart was pounding, and she tried to maintain a natural expression. She quietly threw her schoolbag on the foot of the table, and slowly approached him with a small half bucket of water.

"Are you lost in the tank, Hermione?"

Ron frowned and looked at Hermione, whose cheeks were wet with sweat, trying to restrain her panting.

"We've just called you a few times, Hermione, and... your hair"

Harry frowned too, pointing at the few sparkles caught in Hermione's tousled hair.

"Don't worry about that, Harry, it's just a few bubblegum beans." Hermione quickly tousled her hair a few times.

"Bubblestick's beans?" Ron and Harry looked at each other.

Realizing that the more she talks, the more openings she has, Hermione interrupted the conversation. She took Hagrid's dirty handkerchief back from Harry's hand, washed it in the bucket, and pushed Hagrid's handkerchief away with one hand. beard, and the other hand holding the handkerchief wiped Hagrid's face, which may have made Hagrid a little itchy, and after taking a few cramped breaths, Hagrid sneezed suddenly.

"Oh, I mean, it's kind of gross."

Ron touched his robe and the glistening mucus on his face as if he was about to spit it out.

It took a while for Ron to clean himself up, but after this episode, catching up with Professor Sprout's herbal medicine class has become a luxury. When the three of Harry returned to the greenhouse, the huge greenhouse There was no longer a single student, and even Professor Sprout had returned to his office in the castle.

This morning, the third grade of Gryffindor has two classes in total. In addition to Professor Spratt’s herbal class, there is also a lesson of Professor Flitwick’s spells with Hufflepuff. On the first Friday, they were confined by two professors in a row, so they had to put the apology aside.

They didn't see Professor Sprout on the professor's seat in the auditorium until lunch time. However, they never found a chance to rush to explain, because all the professors, including the deans of the four colleges, Professor Lupine Stretching their necks and facing Dumbledore, they seemed to be discussing an extremely serious matter, and they didn't even notice that almost all the little wizards were attracted by what they were discussing.

"I didn't quite hear—"

When the auditorium was almost empty, the professors didn't finish their discussion, so Harry and the others had to leave the auditorium first to find another opportunity. On the way back to the lounge, Harry and Ron's roommate, Neville, said to them,

"I only heard Professor Dumbledore say a few words, little wizards, safety, and negotiating with the school board—"

Neville looked frightened,

"Perhaps the Daily Prophet this morning made Professor Dumbledore think that Black might storm into Hogwarts and slaughter us at any moment!"

"Stop being silly, Neville!"

Hermione secretly glanced at Harry with a dull expression, and said quickly,

"It's impossible for Black to break into Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore said on the first night of school that no disguise can fool the dementors. As long as we stay in the school, no one can hurt us!"

Neville blinked his round eyes. Judging from his expression, he seemed to think that the person who didn't understand the situation was Hermione.

It wasn't until the evening that Harry and Ron, who had finished their classes for the day, finally took the time to rush to Professor Sprout's office, because Professor Lupine had warned him in advance, so neither Harry nor Ron dared to make any excuses to deceive The head of Hufflepuff, they honestly explained why they missed the herbal medicine class, and this frankness also won them a little luck, Professor Sprout did not put them in confinement, However, she asked Harry and Ron to find a way to complete their dissertation on the cultivation of bubblegum shoots and how to safely extract the fruit from the pink pods.

"Bubble sticks and fruit--"

Ron, who came out of Professor Sprout's office, looked at Harry in confusion,

"If my mind wasn't confused by Hagrid's alcohol, Harry, didn't Hermione go to visit Hagrid with us this morning, how did she get herself a bean?"

"And, she went straight to the library after dinner,"

The bewilderment on Harry's face was no less than Ron's, and he added,

"It doesn't seem like she's worried at all that Professor Sprout will put the three of us in confinement. That's not her style."

After discussing in front of the office for a long time, neither of them could come up with a reasonable explanation. It was still early, and after a brief discussion, Harry and Ron decided to go to the library to ask Hermione.

In order to take care of those flowers and plants, Professor Sprout arranged his office on the first floor of the castle, which is not close to the library. Harry and Ron ran wildly in the corridor on the first floor, and arrived at the entrance hall. At that time, Harry subconsciously glanced at the shaman's bright moonlit courtyard if he felt something, and with just one glance, he froze in his footsteps, his face showing surprise.

"Oh, watch out, Harry!"

Ron, who was following Harry, didn't notice it for a moment, and his freckled nose touched the back of Harry's head intimately. He rubbed his sore nose and said dissatisfiedly.

"Look, Ron!"

Harry ignored Ron's thoughts, he hastily pulled Ron down by the door, and pointed to the two figures talking under a big tree with lush branches in the courtyard.

"Snape and Malfoy?" Ron showed surprise as expected, "Who are they planning to kill?"

"We can figure this out," said Harry, quickly pulling out his heirloom invisibility cloak from his schoolbag.

According to his past habits, Harry usually hides his invisibility cloak under the bed in the dormitory, but the failure experience of following Professor Brian during the summer vacation and Professor Brian's instructions before the start of school made Harry change this habit.

The sound of the wind wandering in the courtyard made the rustle of the two people wading across the grass less harsh. Harry and Ron approached quickly with soft steps on their backs. When they got close to a certain distance, Malfoy's figure became clear. At that moment, Harry's face immediately became ashen uncontrollably.

"See, Ron, Malfoy is just pretending!" Harry said angrily through gritted teeth.

In the moonlight, Malfoy's hand injured by Buckbeak was still bandaged, but it was not hung around his neck with a rope, but drooped naturally, without any signs of abnormality.

Ron pounded Harry's ribs to signal him to shut up.

The conversation in the courtyard was coming to an end, Harry and Ron held their breath, and only heard Snape's last question from the whispering wind.

"If you still won't say who is threatening your parents, Draco"

Although Snape's tone of voice was a little impatient, it was still more humane than his attitude towards other little wizards.

"Then what do you think I should do to help you?"