Chapter 756 The Morning Call From Hermione

No matter how many surprises happened yesterday, the sun will rise as usual the next morning.

Maca traveled from the Pig's Head Bar to the Ministry of Magic to Azkaban in the hours before falling asleep. Many people may not be able to complete such a journey in their lifetime.

But it doesn't matter, because only a few people know about it from the beginning to the end.

In this world, all kinds of things are happening every minute and every second, some are ordinary, and some are bound to be bizarre. Except for the person concerned, everyone else doesn't need to care... because they have no way of knowing.

And there was no doubt that Harry and Ron were among those who didn't know.

"Oh! Cough cough cough... who..."

It was just dawn, and Harry, who was still sleeping soundly in bed, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as if he had been punched by a giant monster, dragging him directly from his dream to reality.

But before he struggled to open his eyes, he heard another cry of pain similar to his just now from the direction of the opposite bed, dull and tragic.

These two muffled grunts must have woken up all the other roommates except Neville. On this point, even if Harry didn't open his eyes to observe, he could easily guess.

But he still has to open his eyelids to take a good look, because now he really wants to know which guy actually wakes him up in this way.

To tell the truth, he thought he was going to have a fire. He had to make people understand that although he was always polite to others, it didn't mean he was easy to bully, right?

"Get up! Immediately!"

When Harry opened his eyes and looked forward vaguely, under the double influence of not wearing glasses and just waking up from a dream,

He found that he could only see haze and drowsiness.

At the same time, a color block that looks like a back is dangling in his field of vision, making people wonder who the culprit is?

But Harry no longer cared whether he could see clearly, because that familiar voice had already allowed him to identify the true identity of the person who came.

"Oh Hermione? You, you...how did you get in here!"

Very well, Ron on the opposite bed has already asked him in very concise words, which undoubtedly gave him enough time to search for the existence of glasses on the bedside table.

right!

Glasses are in the old place you can reach them with a stretch of your arm...

That's right!

Picking up the glasses and putting them on, he can have a panoramic view of the world he lives in.

That's it!

Even if it was Hermione herself, he should have given her a hard time telling her that it was wrong to break into the boys' dormitory early in the morning to beat up a friend's stomach.

And now, it was time for him, Mr. Harry Potter, to show his majesty!

"Hermione!"

Harry yelled out, so loudly that he himself felt as if it was a little deafening. That's nice, a really good start.

Then, Hermione, who was turning her back to him, suddenly turned around, crossed her hips and glared at him.

"What's the matter, it's so loud? I wonder if it will wake up other students?" She said angrily, "Get up soon? I still have a lot of things for you to do before today's class time!"

"H, Hermione?"

When Harry heard this, he couldn't help but feel that more than half of his aura was habitually lost.

"What did you tell me to do?" Hermione said impatiently, "Forget it, it's not important! Anyway, get me up and get dressed quickly, and give you two five points... no, three minutes! Hurry up! "

After all, Hermione glared at Ron who was sitting on the bed with a dazed face, and then hurriedly walked out of Harry's bedroom with her big book bag on her back.

So, just as Harry had expected, there were only four boys left here, sitting on the bed and staring at each other, all of them had been woken up mercilessly.

"How did you two mess with her?"

Roommate Seamus grinned his mouth and asked in surprise, but the only answer was Neville's soft snoring.

After a while, Ron finally couldn't bear it and said, "Harry, I think we'd better get up first and then talk..."

Hermione did mention the "three minutes" time limit before going out, but that little bit of time was obviously not enough for Harry and Ron.

Fortunately, Hermione seemed to be just urging, but she didn't come in again, which is a blessing.

"Harry," Ron whispered suddenly while he was getting dressed, "I noticed just now that Hermione seems to have dark circles around her eyes, and I'm worried if she's..."

"Who knows? But what you said made me start to worry too." Harry said softly while putting socks on his feet, "but at least she came to call us, even if there's something wrong, I think It shouldn’t be like last time.”

When Ron heard this, he couldn't help but nodded.

"Well, it's better to be like this!"

...

"click"

Hermione didn't wait outside for long, and with a slight turn of the bedroom door handle, Harry and Ron, who had tidied themselves up, appeared in front of her from behind the opened door.

"Well, it's okay, then let's go quickly..." "Wait first!"

It was such a mindless toss, and everyone wanted to ask what happened, and Harry and Ron were no exception.

"What's the matter?" Hermione waved her hands and said, "I know you want to hear an explanation, but I'll tell you later that I'm in a hurry! Let's go first!"

Just as she was talking, she had already taken a step and walked excitedly to the common room.

"You have to tell where you're going first, right?" Ron asked as he hurried to catch up with Hermione.

When Hermione heard it, she realized that she had to quiet these two guys down. After all, although it is still early, it may not be impossible to run into anyone. We must be careful not to let people notice the three of them.

So, she had no choice but to slow down her pace a little, and when the two of them got closer, she whispered:

"The Room of Requirement."

That place has always been a secret base since the day r.a.

Therefore, Harry and Ron immediately shut their mouths silently, and followed closely behind Hermione.

However, they stopped talking, but when they thought of Hermione in such a hurry, they couldn't calm down.

"Tell me, what happened?" Harry threw a look at Ron beside him, and stared at the other's face, trying to find a view that belonged to Ron.

It's a pity that it turns out that talking with eyes probably doesn't exist in reality.

"Oh, Harry, are you sleepy too?" Ron whispered, "It can't be helped, we did our homework too late last night... bear with it! I still care more about Hermione, I hope you don't ..."

"Shut up!"

Hermione seemed to have heard Ron's words, and immediately turned her head and glared at him again. Ron could only obediently pursed his lips and stopped making a sound.

It wasn't until the three of them turned two corners and entered the Room of Response in the correct way that Hermione, who had been walking with her head buried in her head, turned around and looked at Harry and Ron.

This room was the R.A.'s long-standing training room, and Hermione didn't bother to choose other rooms, maybe she thought this was enough.

The furnishings of this place have not changed. A large number of bookcases leaning against the wall, dummy for spell training, and anti-black wizard props for everyone to use and learn, all are still in the original place.

But the original members, those who should have graduated, and the ones who didn't need it gradually stopped coming.

Only a small number of members will come here when they want to practice themselves, and re-do the training they have done in the past and pick up those personal improvement items.

Sometimes Harry couldn't help feeling secretly: the pressure Voldemort brought to everyone seemed to be right in front of us at that time, but once he saw the desertedness in the training room, it felt like many years had passed.

"Harry? Ron?" Hermione looked at them suspiciously and said, "What's the matter, I gave you time to ask, but you didn't say anything?"

"Ah, it's just a little..." Ron scratched his scalp, but couldn't finish what he was thinking.

In fact, he really wanted to say that he had been working hard every day these days, but the harder he worked, the more he could feel that his surroundings gradually became a little empty.

Even Lavender Brown, who used to be on his heels, hardly speaks now.

"Okay! It's okay not to ask, anyway, you will understand in a while..."

Seeing that they didn't open their mouths, Hermione simply didn't pay attention to the two of them, but took off the book bag and put it on the floor, and kept digging out things from the inside.

Her actions quickly attracted both Harry and Ron, who were still in a daze. But as there were more and more things on the floor, both of them showed puzzled expressions.

It's just that they have already missed the best time to ask. If they bite the bullet and open their mouths to ask now, they will probably have to accept Hermione's cold stare again.

So the two had no choice but to wait for Hermione's next move in continuous silence.

However, taking advantage of the short period of time Hermione was still preparing, Harry and Ron slowly saw some clues.

Although they still didn't know what Hermione was going to do, let alone the reason why they were "thrown" from the bed.

However, it can be seen from the scratches on the surface of the pieces of paper, wood, metal, and carapace on the floor that there is a high probability that it is related to ancient magic literature.

There are not many students who formally study ancient runes with Maca, and Hermione is undoubtedly the best among them.

"Did Maca teach her some new practical knowledge?"

At this moment, Harry and Ron, who thought of this almost at the same time, immediately looked forward to it. They wanted to see if Maca had brought them another wonderful surprise.

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