Chapter 1821 Why Follow the Plot

Text Chapter 1821 Why follow the plot

Hermione hesitated to sit down at the long table in Gryffindor, not knowing how the next plot would develop. This dream did not shift according to her thoughts. Although she could switch scenes independently, she had no idea how to connect to the family The home of the elves, but no ideas at all.

As she thought about this, the tempting smell of food wafted over, interrupting her train of thought. Looking at the dazzling array of dishes in front of her, Hermione swallowed and couldn't help but take a sip. Immediately, her body trembled uncontrollably, and soon she began to feast with other students.

Like breakfast, the food at the banquet was surprisingly good. The taste of the dishes was far beyond reality, and Hermione was sure she was not delusional.

Whether it is meat such as roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, etc., or vegetarians such as boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, French fries, Yorkshire pudding, etc., or accessories such as gravy, tomato sauce, sweet bean sauce, etc., all All the dishes taste much better than reality.

Take roast beef as an example, it has strong aroma, salty and sweet taste. The beef is paired with mushrooms, green peppers, onions, carrots and other side dishes and secret ingredients, which have a unique aroma. The quality of the meat is high, the soup is dripping and melts in the mouth, and the pleasure that cannot be described in words is quickly transmitted from the taste buds to the whole body, making people feel unprecedented satisfaction.

Hermione couldn't help eating several pieces, and the taste of other dishes was generally the same.

She felt that she had never eaten such delicious food. It was not that the Hogwarts dishes in reality tasted too bad. In fact, the house elves are chefs with high cooking skills. The food they made with their heart It was very delicious, and was unanimously recognized by the whole school. Even the pickiest people would not say that the food at Hogwarts was unpalatable, but the cooking level of the food in front of Hermione was far beyond reality.

Although it is a strange behavior to eat a lot in a dream and evaluate the taste of the food one by one, but Hermione must say that the taste of these dishes is simply a dream. Whoever it is, will be conquered by these delicacies.

As the banquet progressed, the dishes in front of him were constantly changing, and there were no duplicates. Many delicacies that Hermione had never seen before appeared one after another.

Because she didn't feel full, Hermione even had a feeling that as long as she wanted, she could eat like this forever, immersing herself in the delicious food endlessly without getting bored.

However, this is obviously unreasonable.

After eating for a while, a sense of disobedience struck. Hermione began to doubt again, and her rationality told her that this was wrong, she could not continue to sink, she stopped the knife and fork, and kind of knew the worst part of this dream.

This dream always wants her to be addicted to it. Except for the food, all the things related to her are developing in a direction that is beneficial to her, even if such a development is not logical and common sense.

For example, his performance in the Charms class was appreciated and awarded by the professor; he defeated Quirrell in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and was praised and recognized by Slytherin students; and Ivan's sudden confession, etc. , it was all very strange, but it was all what Hermione expected.

No, to be precise, it should be a daydream that anyone would expect.

Here, you will become the most anticipated protagonist in the school. You will be praised by teachers, sought after by classmates, and confessed by people you like. Even if the plot is very unreasonable, who would refuse?

These things can only happen in dreams. This dream wanted Hermione to stay here forever, she figured it out, and knew that she had to overcome these temptations... What's going to happen next?

She stopped eating, and looked at Harry next to him trying to eat a potato with skin on, and felt that the plot of the dream would continue to develop, and it was true. The moment Hermione put down the knife and fork, Quirrell Suddenly he rushed into the dining room, his big scarf was tilted on his head, his face was full of horror.

"The troll... is in the basement..."

After speaking, he fell to the floor and passed out.

"This time to challenge the troll?"

Defeat the giant monster alone, and then get the praise of Dumbledore and the admiration of the teachers and students of the whole school.

It sounds good, but Hermione doesn't plan to continue according to the plot arranged for her by the dream. If this continues, she can spend the whole semester here, and she doesn't know how long it will be outside. She can't indulge in this dream, and must find it as soon as possible. Hufflepuff treasure wakes up.

At this time, the restaurant was in chaos.

Professor Dumbledore stood up, he raised his wand high and made several harsh fireworks explosions, and everyone fell silent.

"Prefect, lead the students of your college to the dormitory immediately!"

"Wait!" Hermione yelled, interrupting Dumbledore.

There was no sound in the auditorium, and everyone looked at her in surprise, not knowing what Hermione was going to do.

"I know what's going on, all of this is Quirrell's conspiracy." Hermione said loudly, pointing to Quirrell who fainted on the ground, "It was Quirrell who put the troll in the castle, because he wanted to take advantage of it." To steal the Philosopher's Stone. Also, Voldemort's sticking to the back of his head."

She said it in one breath, with an unprecedented refreshment.

Hermione wanted to do this a long time ago, since she knew everything, why did she follow the original plot?

She had to follow her own ideas. For a while, there was no sound in the auditorium, and the fainted Quirrell did not respond.

After revealing Quirrell's identity, the plot couldn't go any further. Just when Hermione thought that this absurd dream should finally end, Quirrell suddenly opened his eyes, stood up from the ground, and let out a scalp-numbing ooze. People laugh.

"Since you've discovered it, there's nothing we can do!" It wasn't Quirrell who spoke, but a strange, icy, bone-chilling voice.

Quirrell smiled grimly, raised his hand and took off the scarf on his head. The large scarf had fallen, and his bare head looked oddly small. Then, slowly, he turned around on the spot.

Where the back of Quirrell's head should have been, there was a face. Even though Hermione has seen Voldemort's return many times, this hideous and terrifying face is still the scariest one she has ever seen. Its color is dead white like chalk, and the red eyes are shining. Below is Two slender nostrils like snakes.

"Prepare for death," whispered Voldemort. The sound was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Quirrell's body twisted, and he waved his wand in a strange posture. A green light flashed, and Quirrell Voldemort directly killed a student with the Avada Kedavra Curse, taking his life.

It was as if a certain switch had been turned on. Until then, there was a deafening exclamation in the auditorium. The students panicked and fled in all directions, forming a mess and screaming constantly.