Chapter 528 Return to the Room of Requirement (Modified, Thanks to the Silent Viewers of the Alliance Leader)

Hermione disappeared quietly on the periphery of the crowd, and outside the castle she quickly caught up with Professor Traolini who was pouring wine into her mouth, stumbling forward and crying.

"Professor Traurini, let's talk." Hermione breathlessly called Traurini, who was pale. Although she had always disliked this neurotic professor who was almost a liar, but seeing her in such a mess now, she couldn't help but feel pity.

Traolini looked suspiciously at the student who had slammed the door out of her class. Judging from the expression on her face, she didn't come to laugh at her, so she came to see her off?

Hermione calmed down and handed a clean wet handkerchief to Professor Traolini, motioning for her to wipe her face.

"Thank you, dear." Traolini's voice, which smelled of alcohol, was still so vague and unreal. She felt much more energetic after wiping her face with the handkerchief.

"Professor Traolini, with all due respect, do you have any plans?" Hermione looked at the other party's expression carefully, fearing that the other party would "predict" something bad again.

"I have no plans yet. Maybe I will go back to my old house to live for a while." Traolini pursed her lips, and tears began to well up in her eyes again.

Hermione felt that this was the most normal time she had spent with Traolini over the years.

"Professor Traolini, would you like to host a program on Harris Television? They are worried about too few programs. You know, I have taken a position under the umbrella of the parent company of Harris Television. If you are willing, I will immediately I'll arrange for you to go to the TV station." Hermione said quickly, and she understood why Professor Minerva McGonagall, who was usually used to strictly analyze things, had just done this to Traurini, who usually hated the "inexact" branch of teaching magic. Pity, now Hermione herself is afraid that the other person's tears will fall again.

"What can I do for them?" Traolini was so surprised that she forgot to wipe the tears left on her face, and blurted out the question.

"I think you can host a daily divination program. I think it will be very popular among wizards." Hermione saw Professor Traolini's blank look, fearing that the other party would not believe it, "You know, since Lavender... After the rabbit that Brown raised died, she especially admired you and liked your divination class. She is so superstitious... Oh, I mean there are many witches who are obsessed with divination of the future." At this time, Hermione didn't care that she was in the third grade at the time. During the divination class, the death of Lavender's rabbit was used as an explanation, but as an example to comfort Professor Traolini.

Although Hermione herself also changed her views on this course when she came into contact with some divination spells after her personal attributes and magic power were improved, she still does not like this kind of knowledge that emphasizes "clearing the fog and seeing through the future", but prefers Subjects such as arithmetic and divination made her more visible and tangible.

Speaking of TV, Traolini's eyes lit up. Ever since Hogwarts had a TV, the emotional TV series played on Harris TV had become her favorite - she predicted the emotions of those men and women very accurately. .

Noticing Traurini's expression, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, "Professor Traurini, are you willing to join Harris TV?"

"Of course I do, dear, you can call me Sybil. In addition, I have discovered that your "aura" has been growing since the third grade. Don't give up divination." Traolini held Hermione's hand and nodded. head.

Looking at Professor Traurini walking away, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and finally completed Ellen's instructions. In addition to hosting programs on the TV station, Professor Traurini would also have cameras filming at her office at any time. Making sure that when the great-great-granddaughter of the famous soothsayer Cassandra Trelawney makes real predictions, those predictions don't go to waste like before.

"Professor Lupine also agreed to join the umbrella. Sure enough, Allen is still very kind. He has arranged a way out for those who have been victims of political struggles." Thinking of this, Hermione felt that she had done a good thing. Feeling happy and relaxed, she shook her fluffy hair and carefully made sure there was no one around. Then she mechanically imitated the way Luna bounced and walked in her memory. She hummed a little tune and jumped back to the Hogwarts campus.

Hermione's good mood only lasted until the evening. Although she ignored Ron, he continued to chatter in the Gryffindor common room, complaining to the people around him about unfairness and shady things. , many people left the lounge because of his complaints.

After Harry tried to stop Ron several times, he just let him complain.

Until Hermione finally couldn't bear it anymore, she closed the arithmetic and divination book in her hand, crumpled up the manuscript paper used to calculate names and numbers, threw it into the trash can, and said coldly to Ron and Harry: "Harry The training class has long been approved by the school, and last year we were awarded the Order of Merlin by the Ministry of Magic, so of course Umbridge will not do anything to us."

"Your training class was set up by the son of the Deputy Minister of Magic. Many of the children of Ministry of Magic officials are among them. Of course Umbridge doesn't dare to provoke you. What's the big deal?" Ron said angrily.

Hermione raised an eyebrow, "Weasley, you were the one who prevented Harry from joining the training class when it was first established."

Ron opened his mouth and his face turned red, but he had no way to refute and could only sit aside and sulk.

Harry glanced left and right to make sure there were no other students approaching them. He hesitated again and again and told the news that Sirius had told him privately through the flames of the fire, "Sirius told me that it was Fudge who didn't want us to accept it. Combat training, Fudge thinks that Dumbledore is secretly learning from Allen to build legions, and then use these legions to fight Fudge just like Allen and his family did within the Ministry of Magic. The situation in the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not good, Fudge is blocking them information."

"Fudge is also blocking the news. The recent frequent disappearances have almost never been reported." Hermione was a little worried when she thought about Fudge asking the TV station to minimize the reported disappearances.

Harry stood depressed by the lounge window looking at the scenery outside. "Voldemort has already started to act. He is right outside, right? But I have no way to practice magic to protect ourselves. Hermione, you really can't train us? Many people in Gryffindor can't even use Expelliarmus now." .”

Hermione felt a little guilty, "Sorry, Harry, the training class really can't recruit new members. I can't take the risk, but I think you can practice privately with Ginny and Weasley. There are only two or three people. I hope you can use it." The Invisibility Cloak went to Hagrid to ask for his help and ask him to look after you while you were practicing."

Ron, who had been silent all the time, stood up, his eyes shining: "Harry, maybe we can set up a training class ourselves. I mean, you had special training in the Goblet of Fire last year. Your black Your grades in the Magic Defense class are all very good, and you are also very good at using spells. When Professor Lupine taught everyone how to use the Patronus Charm, you were already able to use it. He always asked you to demonstrate this spell for him in class. .”

"You're crazy, who would let me teach? They still think I'm a crazy liar, who lied about Voldemort's return to get attention! Do you still remember Seamus's reaction when school started?" Harry shook his head quickly. Refusing, "And I don't know the magic spells taught in the training class that are not taught in schools."

"I think their first priority now is to learn the content of Expelliarmus. That's pretty good, isn't it, buddy? Optimistically, you're not worse than that old witch, and they'll be willing to join in, especially When the superior Harris training class is unwilling to accept people, think about it, this is our own training class, you are the president, and I am the vice president." Ron stood up excitedly, he had already He was envious of Hermione Granger for being able to manage so many people with such grace, and he also wanted to gain other people's attention like this.

After a moment of silence, Ron noticed other people in the common room looking at him at Harry's reminder, and sat down awkwardly.

"Just how do you organize this group? Professor Flitwick provided the Charms classroom as a venue for Harris' training class. I don't think any professor will risk providing a venue for you under the current circumstances. If there are too many people Just don't count on Hagrid, you will cause him to be kicked out of Hogwarts." Hermione's calm words poured cold water on this hot-headed guy.

Ron was speechless.

"How about the Shrieking Shack?" Harry's eyes lit up, and he thought of the very hidden place where Professor Lupine transformed.

"That place is rarely visited by people." Ron retched after saying this. He didn't dare to look into Harry and Hermione's eyes, for fear that they would also recall the bad memories from his third grade that he would never forget.

But Hermione scoffed, and Harry looked at her, "Sirius and the others were only four people who met at the Shrieking Shack," Hermione said, "and they can all turn into Animagus, and I think if they want If so, just like what I just suggested, they can squeeze into an invisibility cloak. But how many people do you need to organize? And you can't become an Animagus, so what you need is not an invisibility cloak, but It’s an invisible big tent…”

"Then forget it." Harry said, looking a little discouraged, "Just let us practice by ourselves. Anyway, I, a liar in their eyes, won't be able to gather many people, so I won't care about them."

Hermione was originally worried that they would be discovered and punished by Umbridge if they formed a training class so recklessly, but thinking about those missing cases and the poor spell casting skills of other Gryffindors, she hesitated and unconsciously relaxed. Tone: "I know a place that might be more suitable for your situation."

"Where?" Harry and Ron asked in unison.

"I can take you to the Room of Requirement." Before leaving, Hermione packed up the books on the table and stood up.

Hermione took the two of them to the eighth floor of the castle, opposite the tapestry where a troll beat silly Barnabas. Hermione asked Harry and Ron to wait a while, and she sat between the tapestry and the human-sized vase. He walked three times to let the entrance appear automatically, and then told the two people how to enter.

After entering, Hermione remembered that she had not focused on wanting a room for training spells. Instead, she naturally entered the room where Allen studied Animagus. This room was still almost the same. It looked like that at that time, except for the books, the parchment recording the knowledge had been taken back, but the stationery and the long table were still here. For some reason, there were some claw marks on the long table... There was also an indescribable strange smell in the air.

"Why is it so messy?" Harry asked in surprise as he looked at the decorations scattered on the floor.

Hermione pursed her lips and UU read www.uukanshu.net "I didn't concentrate on the need for a training room when I first entered. When you come by yourself next time, you won't enter this room. The required training facilities will appear in In front of you. In the Room of Requirement, whatever you need will appear."

"Hey, Granger, come here and take a look. I don't know which girl Alan has established a relationship with again. Their names are all engraved on the wall." Ron suddenly pointed at a wall and shouted to Hermione.

Hearing this, Hermione's eyes were fixed on the place where Ron was pointing. She walked forward and pushed away Harry who was watching in front of the wall. She saw the writing on the wall - written crookedly and backwards. The initials "R·R" are engraved next to Alan Harris's name.

Hermione's fingers crossed over the two names. Looking at the traces, it was obvious that the initials were engraved on later. Hermione shrugged and explained helplessly: "It's just another girl who has a crush on Allen. It's just that she was lucky enough to find the Room of Requirement. Even though they knew that Allen was not at school, many people secretly stuffed love letters into his dormitory. Howard complained that he found girls sneaking into the dormitory in the middle of the night several times. But it didn't matter. Alan won’t read those boring letters anyway.”

After hearing this, Ron was a little jealous of Allen's femininity, and he decided not to continue humiliating himself on this topic. "Hmph, Harry, stop looking. What would be a good name for our training class? Potter's training class doesn't sound impressive at all."

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