Chapter 104 Hermione: Harry Can’t (Fourth Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 104 Hermione: Harry can't (fourth update ~ please subscribe ~)

For the rest of the time, Hermione was much more obedient.

Holding the teacup honestly, studying hard.

Although...

Like Harry, she still thinks that reading tea leaves to interpret fate is a ridiculous thing.

Until the end of get out of class.

The little wizards almost obeyed Trelawney's words. Even if they were not as sensitive as Harry, they could see that the professor had made a real prophecy in front of them.

The little wizards walked out of the classroom and discussed excitedly.

Hermione still held the parchment in her hand, thinking hard: "What does this prophecy mean?"

"Red-haired crow..."

She raised her head and looked at Ron.

Ron raised his hand and touched his hair: "Although I have red hair, I should not be a crow, right? I am a living person."

"Can a crow beat a cat?" Harry asked Hermione seriously.

Before Hermione could answer, Ron broke through the defense, waved his wand, and the books flew towards Harry: "This matter is not going to pass, right!"

Harry waved his wand to defend: "I am serious."

"Maybe you can find something in common with the crow."

Hermione thought: "For example, the voice is hoarse?"

"It can be eaten." Harry added.

Ron was even more embarrassed and annoyed, and waved his wand with a wheeze.

Filch suddenly appeared, just like Peeves always appeared beside the Weasley brothers, he always appeared beside every student who violated the rules.

"Mr. Potter, it is best not to use spells like this in the corridor." Filch's voice was gentle.

The passing little wizard looked at Harry in surprise.

I was very envious.

Potter's charm was so great that even Filch's face could warm up. When he faced his group of people, his face was almost as stinky as Snape's.

"Sorry, Mr. Filch." Harry waved his wand, and all the books were immediately arranged neatly and floated behind them.

Filch nodded and said shyly: "Thank you, Mrs. Norris likes the rations you sent."

Harry was stunned: "You're welcome, as long as she likes it."

Noting the "she" in the words, Filch smiled even more brightly: "I won't disturb you to continue your class, I wish you a happy semester."

He turned and left, continuing to picket other students who violated the rules.

"When did you give Filch a gift?" Ron was a little surprised. Harry was not a person who paid much attention to maintaining a social circle.

Harry was stunned and shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it was Hedwig?"

"She has made a lot of owl friends."

Hermione complained: "Crookshanks is also very kind to Hedwig. I saw Hedwig riding Crookshanks this morning and I don't know where she went to play."

"Hedwig is really amazing." Ron looked at the scratches on his hands and couldn't help but sigh.

When they walked back to the castle, Hermione stopped in front of the hall: "Harry, wait a minute, I'm going to the bathroom."

Ron counted on his fingers: "At least ten minutes."

He was very surprised. They were all going to the bathroom, why did the girls take longer than the boys, and they were wearing skirts.

But this time he estimated wrong. Hermione hurried back in less than three minutes.

"Harry, let's go." Hermione came over naturally.

"Why are you so fast this time?" Ron was a little surprised.

Hermione shook her head: "There aren't many people, no need to queue."

Harry sniffed and looked puzzled: "Hermione, your smell has changed."

Hermione was stunned, lowered her head and smelled, the smell didn't change, it was still the faint herbal scent of sage: "What strange smell have I caught?"

"No." Harry shook his head, "My smell has become much lighter."

Hermione blushed and glared at him fiercely: "What your smell, what nonsense are you talking about."

Harry paused and said seriously: "It's true, not only mine, but also the smell of the Divination classroom, they have all become much lighter. You don't seem to have been in the bathroom for three minutes, it seems like you have been in it for fifty minutes."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief: "Your nose is really sensitive."

"This is related to what Professor McGonagall gave me. It didn't make me miss another class."

Harry's mind flashed a silver-white light, which reminded him of something. He lowered his voice and his tone sank: "The props of time travel?"

Hermione nodded.

Ron's eyes widened, very surprised.

The Sorting Hat muttered, "I already knew what it was."

Harry was surprised to get a definite answer. Magic... could actually involve time? Was it an ancient bloodline like Ciri?

This made his heart burn.

Go back to the past.

What tempting words.

They walked all the way to the Transfiguration classroom.

"Let me see that thing tonight?" Harry hesitated, but still asked Hermione.

Hermione was stunned, and thought of something, and grabbed Harry's hand: "Harry, don't think too much, Professor McGonagall told me that you can't go back too far."

"And..."

"What has happened cannot be changed."

Harry didn't say anything, just nodded.

"I know you may want to try to do something, but those won't work." Hermione said this, taking a deep breath, "It's dangerous, and even more dangerous to you."

Ron was a little confused at first, but as he listened, he gradually understood.

"Harry, although it is a pity, people cannot be resurrected after death. Even the legendary Three Holy Artifacts cannot resurrect people." He also grabbed Harry's hand, but Harry threw it away.

"I know." Harry forced a smile, "I won't think too much about it, don't worry."

Hermione nodded, but her face didn't look relieved.

"Okay, okay." Harry sighed helplessly, "Then I won't look at that thing, but you should be careful."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief: "This is best."

"Professor McGonagall also told me that it's best if I can hide it from you. If I can't hide it, I won't let you have access to this thing."

"Who would have thought that the secret would be exposed on the first day."

They walked to the Transfiguration classroom, and Hermione and Ron deliberately changed the topic to a lighter topic - this was what Hermione had heard in the Arithmancy class, and the Weasley brothers played a prank on Malfoy during breakfast.

Let that platinum-headed kid be admitted to the school infirmary on the first day - his tongue was swollen to the size of his body, and his mouth was torn apart.

Gryffindor was deducted one hundred points for this.

Slytherin was also deducted 100 points - because after the Weasley brothers drugged them, the little lions and the little snakes, who had not had close contact for a whole summer, couldn't help but feel the throbbing in their hearts and had a hearty sex session. of confrontation.

The eaglets were not to be outdone.

Is it just you Gryffindor?

We are also good at catching snakes.

The fight was vigorous.

The little badgers burst into tears. Maybe... they still have a chance this year to try for the Academy Cup again?

They quickly arrived at the Transfiguration classroom.

Professor McGonagall was waiting early, with an extremely serious expression on her face.

In the third grade, their textbook was changed to "Intermediate Transfiguration", which also covered the more dangerous direction of transformation-Human Transfiguration.

They began experimenting with deforming human tissue.

In the first lesson, you have to transform your hair into any kind of plant or animal.

This caused the whole class to become weird.

Seamus was cautious, worried that he might blow his head.

Hermione tries to turn her hair into gold.

Harry turned into snake hair and squirmed on his head, making the little lions very frightened. Oh... Even if he turns into an animal, he can also turn into a slightly cuter one?

At least it shouldn't be a snake.

Waiting for the end of a struggling Transfiguration class.

The little wizards packed their schoolbags and rushed to the last class of the morning, which was also the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the year.

The little lions make a bet.

What kind of joke will the professor make this year? Will he be worse than Lockhart?

Neville said that Lockhart was almost at the lower limit of a professor, and it would be difficult to find a wizard who could compete with him—unless he went into battle himself.

When they arrived at the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Lupine hadn't arrived yet.

He walked in almost at the sound of the school bell.

His words were completely different from his image: "Good morning, I heard from Professor Dumbledore that your situation in the past two years was a bit bad."

"So, everyone, put your textbooks back in your bags. You just need to use your wand today."

"Let's go to another classroom and have a practical lesson."

The little lions looked a little strange.

The first lesson Lockhart gave them was also a practical lesson, and the group of blue-skinned elves did not bring much pleasant impression to them.

They watched Harry get up and thought for a moment, even if the professor was unreliable, at least there was Potter.

So he no longer hesitated, put down his schoolbag, and followed Lu Ping out of the classroom. He just walked through the corridor and rounded a corner.

Peeves came down with a hiss.

"Crazy Lupine, stupid bastard, Lupine crazy, stupid bastard!"

He sang songs, held chalk, and kept throwing it at Lupine.

The little wizards were a little surprised.

Although Peeves, like the Weasley brothers, is extremely fond of playing pranks, he has always respected his professor, even Lockhart last year.

This is……

Like them, no longer trusting the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

"If I were you, I wouldn't treat a professor like this." Lupine waved his wand, and the sky of chalk came to a standstill in front of him.

Peeves still refused to give up and stubbornly threw the chalk at Lupine.

Lupine sighed and looked back at the little wizard: "Then here, I will teach you a very useful little spell."

"Watch my gestures, just a slight but quick lift."

"Wadi Wasi!"

The chalk flew out quickly and hit Peeves hard.

The naughty elf screamed in pain. He held his head, dodged the chalk he threw, cursed and ran away.

"If Peeves treats you like this in the future, or if there are any small items around you." Lupine waved his wand again, and all the chalk came together and was thrown into the trash can. "You can deal with Peeves like this, yes. A very practical little charm.”

The little wizards couldn't help but applaud, their eyes shining.

It looks like...

This year’s Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seems to be very reliable?

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