Everyday Players at Hogwarts

No. 71 Trelawney Potter?

After entering March, the weather became a little clearer, but every time they went to the field outside, the biting cold wind still made their hands and faces hurt.

The owls couldn't deliver the letter in time because the strong winds kept blowing them off target.

This made Ron very depressed.

In fact, every few days, over breakfast, he would receive a letter from Wayne Campbell.

Then during break time, I went to the Owlhouse to find Zhu Weiqiong to mail a letter.

He had always maintained contact with this pen pal, Ms. Campbell, who he had known and liked Filch since the summer vacation.

But now, because of the strong wind.

He always received the letter just before class started, or just before class began.

Most professors will tolerate this.

But if it's Snape. He would suffer the harsh words of Snape, who was now even more sarcastic.

After finally taking the time to read the letter, and when he was about to send the reply after writing the reply, he had to brave the strong wind to go to the owl loft.

Because maybe the owls are familiar with Hogwarts.

Whether it's Julie Joan or Harry's Hedwig, they all prefer to stay in the Owlery, a shelter specially built for owls.

Here they socialize or give birth to chicks with other owls.

and provides a message delivery service for those little wizards who don't have an owl.

Ron thinks this is why cats account for the majority of pets at Hogwarts.

Because to deliver letters, you don't need to have your own owl.

As long as you're willing to take the time to visit the Owlery.

And today, it was another windy day.

After Charms, he had to go to the shed again.

"Ron, does Filch know that you and Ms. Campbell are pen pals?" Harry said.

He felt speechless.

Because every time he goes to an outside venue, it also means he will run into students from other schools.

When most people whisper and look at you coldly when they see you.

You will also feel annoyed.

So does Harry.

He is actually not very willing to leave the castle recently.

But because of Ron, Harry always had to accompany him out of the castle.

At the beginning of the month, Harry did not break up with Ginny because of the gift issue (Ginny felt that it was too biased towards Ron without him).

But Ginny wasn't willing to accompany them to the shed either.

At first he didn't understand it.

But now he finally understands.

Ron, Lavender's boyfriend, spends his days writing letters to another woman.

Although Ms. Campbell didn't look very good, Ron wasn't likely to like her either.

They are more in tune with each other in terms of outlook and personality.

But if he were Lavender, he might do something even more outrageous than Ginny.

Now he realized that Ron might be the 'Ms. Campbell' in his relationship with Ginny.

Fortunately, Ron has other identities: his roommate, brother-in-law, and Ginny's brother.

He didn't have to separate from Ron to avoid suspicion.

All it takes is a bowl of water.

Especially on gifts.

"Harry, Harry, what's wrong with you?

Didn't you ask me a question just now? Ron asked, looking at Harry who was suddenly holding on to the window in a daze.

Harry has been distracted like this a lot lately.

He really doubted that all the magical energy was poured into Harry's brain.

Harry's head often gets stuck and he is in a daze.

"I was in a daze just now?" Harry asked.

The sudden discovery made his brain work at full speed.

This made him notice the spider crawling on the web in the upper right corner of the window.

The spider was still on the window sill when he asked Ron questions.

According to the speed of the spider, almost 1 minute had passed from the window edge to the upper right corner of the window.

"Let's go find Madam Pomfrey." Ron said quickly.

Harry shook his head, "No, this may have something to do with the magic injected by Dumbledore.

I need to find Ryan. "

"But where is Ryan?"

"We just need to go find Ginny. She and Luna are in constant contact."

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In the corner of the library, the two of them were sitting on the floor.

There are open books all around.

However, Mrs. Pince, who regarded books as her destiny, had no reaction.

Judging from the number of books spread out, it also shows that the two of them have been here for a long time.

It was impossible for Mrs. Pince, who patrolled the library almost every fifteen minutes, not to notice them.

However, this scene just happened.

What's even more outrageous is that when Ron took Harry, Harry took Ginny and broke into the library.

While shouting loudly about where Ryan was, Mrs. Pince still only guarded her own three-quarter acre of land.

"Here." A voice sounded from the hearts of the anxious three people.

Along with this comes a live map.

It pointed in the direction of Ryan's current location.

"They're in the restricted area!" Ron exclaimed.

"Wait, we are in the library now?" Harry woke up from a dream.

This made him shrink back.

He seemed to feel Mrs. Pince breathing on the back of his neck against her nose.

This is a feeling that every student who likes to come to the library to read can relate to.

Because even if you understand the rules and regulations and obey them.

You wouldn't have Mrs. Pince who loves books, either.

Even if you leave a small crease in the book.

She will also notice you and give you a cold look.

Ron realized this too.

Stopped.

However, they didn't have time to worry about these things.

They were dragged by Ginny to the back of the library - the restricted area.

Ginny almost jumped over the rope that separated the books in the restricted area from other books like a hurdle.

And Harry fell into deep thought again.

Because he was close to the terrifying existence that had already threatened the three of them.

His brain stopped, and although his body was moving, the corner of his eye could not help but sweep across the peeling and faded gold-plated letters on the banned books, spelling out words he couldn't understand.

Some of them didn't even have titles.

The most terrifying ones even had dark stains caused by blood.

There seemed to be a faint whisper in the stain.

The hair on the back of his neck stood up.

Then, he woke up.

Ryan and Luna were in front of him.

There were books spread out on the ground.

The words on them looked like a branding iron was branded into the brain.

And Ginny and Ron seemed to have told Ryan and Luna the cause and effect of his matter.

"Harry's case, in the words of divination, is that his third eye has awakened."

"But hasn't Harry been able to predict things for a long time?" Ginny was a little puzzled by Ryan's answer.

"His predictions are more dependent on his connection with Voldemort.

Rather than predictions, it's more like synaesthesia." Ryan shrugged.

"Ah, will Harry be as weird as that Trelawney if this goes on?" Ron's face was full of worry.

Just as Professor Trelawney looked down on Ron, Ron also looked down on her.

Think she's crazy and confused.

Confused enough to say bad things about him to Lavender.

"Then why am I in a daze? Would anyone with a third eye be like Professor Trelawney--" Harry swallowed.

"This has to do with me.

Your third eye has nothing to do with predictions, it's more of an intuition during battle.

Because my existence doesn't shield you.

When your brain senses me, it will subconsciously freeze and then escape."