Chapter 1,170

Almost at the same time, the deans immediately gathered around her. After a burst of purple smoke and a loud noise, Susan Bonn and her legs were reunited. She looked like she was in shock.

"If any part of the body is separated, it is because your thoughts are not concentrated enough. You must concentrate on moving to the destination, rather than hesitating." Edward said.

Fortunately, this was only in the hall and not a long-distance trip. All possible injuries were protected by the magic circle set up by Dumbledore. If not, Susan Bone would have had to lie down in the hospital for such a long time. It's been a while.

Edward took two steps forward, turned around gracefully and stretched out his arms, disappeared in the slight whirlpool caused by his robe, and reappeared at the back of the auditorium. "Remember three lands," Edward said. "Try again... one—two—three—"

But an hour later, Susan's accident was still the funniest one that had ever happened.

The practice of advanced magic spells is never something that can be accomplished overnight. If one had the same physical fitness as Fan Lin, it would take even longer.

After all, it is very difficult to skip the magical body and go directly to apparation. However, magical transformation is obviously more dangerous, at least at the stage when Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic still need to be responsible for the students. , this is not a good teaching course.

Disapparation was not completed by one person from beginning to end, but Edward didn't look discouraged, which was to be expected. He tied up his cloak and simply said, "See you next Saturday. Please don't forget your purpose, determination, and careful consideration." After that, he waved his wand and the wooden ring disappeared, and then left, accompanied by Professor McGonagall. into the auditorium.

Everyone started whispering to each other as they walked toward the foyer.

"How are you doing?" Ron asked Harry hastily, "I think I felt something last time - I felt a little tingling in my feet."

"I mean, have you ever felt that maybe your sneakers are too small?" Fan Lin suddenly appeared beside them and spoke to Ron earnestly.

...

The atmosphere of the scene became awkward for a while.

Hermione just snorted softly and then stopped talking. Before Ron apologized sincerely to her, Hermione obviously didn't intend to talk to him and threw a Lavender at him.

"Well... that's quite possible."

"I don't feel anything," Harry said. "Actually, I don't care about that right now..."

"What do you mean, you don't care...don't you want to pass the Apparition exam?" Ron said confused.

"I don't really care, I prefer flying," Harry said, scurrying over Ron's shoulder to see where Malfoy was, and walking faster as he entered the hall.

"Perhaps I can teach you how to use magic, but you have to be mentally prepared."

"Hey, good idea!" Harry nodded without denying it, "But look, come on, I want to do something..."

Ron was a little at a loss and followed Harry back to the Gryffindor tower and started running, while Fanlin was the same. He had no idea what kind of medicine Harry was selling in his gourd.

However, looking at Harry's fussy look, it was obvious that he didn't have time to explain that much to them.

However, on the way back, several people were unexpectedly blocked by Peeves. Peeves was blocking a door on the fourth floor, forcing people to light fire on their shorts before letting them pass.

Then what awaits Peeves is naturally Harry's curse. Although everyone doesn't usually do this, Harry doesn't want to get too entangled with this kind of obstacle.

Peeves screamed and hid in the wall, and then the whole corridor could be heard from Peeves cursing.

Like, "This is the Hogwarts campus radio station, and I have to emphasize something here, damn Potter, he's a ******, I ******************************..." some type of...

Five minutes later they were crawling through the portrait's opening. "Now can you tell me what we are going to do?" Ron asked, panting slightly.

"Go there," Harry said, walking across the lounge and up the stairs to the boys' dormitory. As Harry had hoped, the dormitory was empty. He hurriedly opened the box and rummaged around while Ron looked at him impatiently. "Harry..."

"Malfoy gave him a lookout with Goyle and Carat. He had just argued with Carat... I wonder... Aha!" He found it, a folded, square piece of blank parchment, and he put it Unfold it and tap lightly with the end of your wand. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good...or so is Malfoy."

The last half of the sentence is not a curse at all!

However, this map is not a serious map. I have to say that Harry thought of a good method, just like Fanlin did when he was looking for Peter Pettigrew on the Marauder's Map.

The Marauder's Map immediately appeared on the parchment. This is a detailed plan of the castle, including every branch, with tiny dots identifying each person in the castle.

"Help me find Malfoy." Harry said hastily. He laid the map flat on the bed, and the three of them leaned on the bed and searched on it.

"Here it is!" Ron shouted after more than a minute. "He's in the Slytherin common room, look...with Parkinson, Clara and Goyle..."

Hearing this news, Harry couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. If Malfoy appeared anywhere, Harry could make some associations, but this obviously did not include the Slytherin common room.

If the Slytherins were not in the common room, where else could they be?

Dungeon?

Harry looked over with some disappointment, but immediately regained his confidence. "Then, I will monitor him from now on," he said firmly. "When I find that he is lurking somewhere and Goyle and Clara are watching, I will put on the invisibility cloak and go see what he is doing—— "

He stopped as soon as he saw Neville come in. Neville brought a strong burning smell into the dormitory, and then he started rummaging through the box to find a clean pair of shorts.

His pants were partially burned by magic while practicing apparation. This was considered a random event, and there was no telling if he would be frozen into a pile the next second.

Despite his determination to catch Malfoy, Harry had no luck for the next few weeks. Even though he stared at the map as much as possible and sometimes ran into the bathroom between classes to search, he didn't once find anything suspicious about Malfoy.

Although Clara and Goyle were in and out of the castle more frequently than usual, sometimes staying in the deserted corridors for a while, Malfoy was not only not near them during these times, but he did not appear on the map at all.

This is really weird. Harry speculated on the possibility that Malfoy had left the school, but couldn't imagine how he could have done it with such tight security surrounding the school today.

Therefore, he could only assume that he couldn't find Malfoy among the hundreds of small black dots on the map. The fact that Malfoy kept going in opposite directions to Goyle and Clara was probably just one of those things that always happened when children grew up, even though they had always been inseparable before.

This made Harry think sadly of Hermione and Ron, who had proven this, from good friends to indifferent?

This is not a pleasant transition.

The weather does not change much from February to March, except that wind replaces the humidity. A message posted on the bulletin boards in all the common rooms caused everyone's dissatisfaction. Next week's trip to Hogsmeade was cancelled.

This made Ron very angry.

"That's my birthday!" he said. "I've been looking forward to that day!"

"It's not that unexpected, is it?" said Harry, "since what happened with Katie."

Katie hasn't come back from St. Mungo's yet. Moreover, more disappearances were reported in the Daily Prophet, including some relatives of Hogwarts students.

"But now all I can look forward to is Apparating!" said Ron grumpily. "A big birthday celebration..."

After three lessons, Apparition proved more difficult than any previous lesson, although a few more people succeeded in detaching parts of their bodies from themselves.

However, frustration mounted, and a significant number of people began to hate Edward and his three dots, and they came up with a pair of nicknames for him, the most polite of which was Snuffle Brain.

Not to mention Hogwarts, Dumbledore seems to have made up his mind to give Hogwarts out. Hard steel on the front is obviously not a good idea. Ever since Voldemort destroyed Azkaban, Dumbledore has Officially removed from the ranks of top wizards.

To be precise, Voldemort has formed his own team?

This made Fanlin a little disappointed, and Dumbledore seemed obsessed with studying the tomb discovered in the Arctic with Nicolas Flamel. To be precise, Nicolas Flamel finally discovered the possibility of going further?

Explore the mysteries of life and death from the dead?

I have to admit that every top wizard has his own crazy side, especially those like Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel, or should we say Tom?

Even Fan Lin was once addicted to some dangerous magic, such as extensive black magic, intensive training such as the Fire Curse, or demonic magic?

...

"Happy birthday, Ron," Harry said when they woke up on the first day of March and Simon and Dean went noisily to breakfast. "A gift for you."

He placed the package into a small pile of presents on Ron's bed, which Harry assumed had been delivered by house elves in the night.

"Thank you," Ron said lazily, and while he was opening the presents, Harry climbed into bed, opened the box and rummaged through the Marauder's Map from where he always hid it.

After pouring out half of the contents of the box, he found the map. At the same time, he saw a small bottle of lucky potion that was still rolled up in his sock.

"Found it," he murmured, took it back to the bed, tapped it gently and whispered, "I solemnly swear that I have done no good."

"You haven't given up yet..." Fan Lin shook his head and threw his gifts, including Hermione's, into the pile of gifts in front of Ron.

"Awesome, Harry!" Ron said excitedly, waving a new pair of Quidditch gloves given to him by Harry.

"You're welcome," Harry replied absently, looking around the Slytherin dormitory for Malfoy. "Ah, of course... I always find something."

This is what Harry said in reply to Fanlin.

"Hey...I don't think he's in his bed..." Ron didn't answer. He was busy opening presents, occasionally letting out a cheerful cheer.

"Seriously, this year has been really good!" He announced, holding a heavy golden watch. The dial was a circle of odd number symbols, and the hands were small moving stars.

"Look what mom and dad gave me? Ah, I think I will be old next year."

"Cool," Harry muttered, glancing at the watch before returning to looking on the map. Where is Malfoy? He didn't seem to be eating breakfast at the Slytherin table in the central hall... nor was he near Snape sitting in his office... he wasn't in any of the washrooms or in the hospital...

"Want one?" Ron said, holding a box of chocolate frogs.

"No," Harry raised his head and said, "Malfoy is gone!"

Fan Lin paused slightly. It seemed that Malfoy's disappearance cabinet was almost repaired successfully, and Dumbledore had to make a decision.

"No way," Ron said, popping a second Chocolate Frog into his mouth and hopping out of bed to get dressed. "Forget it, if you don't hurry up you're going to have to go to Apparition class on an empty stomach... I guess that might make it easier..."

Harry clicked the map with his wand and said "finished" and watched it disappear. While getting dressed, he seriously thought about the reason why Malfoy disappeared periodically, but this was impossible. The best way was to track him, but even using The invisibility cloak was also whimsical; he had classes, Quidditch practice, homework, and Apparition; he couldn't follow Malfoy around school all day.

"Are you ready?" he said to Ron. Only when he was halfway there did he realize that Ron was still on the bed, clutching the bedpost and staring at the rain-washed window with an unfamiliar, unfocused look.

"Ron? Have you had breakfast?" Fan Lin called again, but Ron didn't respond.

"I'm not hungry." Ron said somewhat hollowly.

Harry stared at him, "I thought you just said...?"

"Okay, I'll go down with you," said Ron, "but I don't want to eat."

Harry looked at him carefully in confusion.

"Because you just ate half a box of Chocolate Frogs?"

"It's not this, you...you won't understand"

"Oh, okay, whatever you want." Harry said, looked at Fan Lin, and then opened the door with doubts.

"Harry!" Ron said suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

"I can not stand it any more."

"What can't you stand?" Harry asked, beginning to feel frightened. Ron's face was pale and he looked like he was going to vomit at any moment.

"I can't stop thinking about her!" said Ron harshly. (To be continued)