harry potter book of crimes

"These are the kind of letters!" Hermione opened the letters one by one and read angrily, "Harry Potter deserves a girl a hundred times better than someone like you... You should be put on the Green Algae

Boil it in it... Ouch!"

As soon as she opened the last envelope, a stream of yellow-green liquid sprayed onto her hands, giving off a pungent smell of gasoline, and large yellow blisters immediately appeared on her hands.

"Undiluted baba tubers are pusy!" said Ron. He picked up the envelope carefully and smelled it.

"Ouch!" Hermione cried, tears welling up immediately.

She picked up a napkin and wiped the pus off her hands, but her fingers were covered with thick, painful sores that looked like she was wearing a pair of cowhide gloves that had been soaked in water for several years.

"You'd better go to the hospital as soon as possible," Harry said, as the owls around Hermione flew away one by one. "We will explain the situation to Professor Sprout..."

"It's all that woman's fault!" Ron said bitterly as Hermione covered her hands and hurriedly left the auditorium. "It's all the article written by Rita Skeeter! Take a look at this letter..." He

Reading aloud a letter left by Hermione: "I read in Wizarding Weekly that you were playing with Harry Potter's feelings! That boy has suffered so much, just wait! I just need to find one

Big envelope, I will send you a spell next time..."

"...God, she really needs to be more careful!" Ron said worriedly.

Hermione didn't go to Herbology class, and she didn't even catch up with Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures class.

In fact, after she came out of the school hospital, she went straight back to her dormitory in Gryffindor Tower with her bandaged hands.

Speaking of which, this was the first time Hermione took the initiative to skip class.

If this had been done in the past, it would have been impossible. You know, although she didn't tell anyone, she even applied for a time converter last semester in order to take more classes!

But now, she had no intention of attending classes at all, even Hagrid's classes.

Although there are reasons for those letters, the most important thing is not this, but... something was lost by her, or to be more precise - stolen!

When Dumbledore announced that the Triwizard Tournament would be held, Hermione, who was familiar with school history, had already guessed that a ball would be held.

To be honest, she never thought that she would become the fourth warrior. So, she had been looking forward to it from the beginning, looking forward to Maka inviting her to be the first partner of the dance.

For this reason, she sent a letter to her parents early, hoping to advance some living expenses to purchase beautiful dresses for the ball.

In order to make herself more beautiful, she also tried her best to come up with a series of ways to make her hair straight and smooth, and to make her front teeth smaller.

She must be worthy of Maka, for sure!

However, no one could have expected that she would actually become one of the Hogwarts warriors! And she was also an "extra" one - this was really suspicious!

She knew that Maka was preparing a plan that no one could guess, and she couldn't disturb Maka.

If she were not a warrior, no matter how shy she was, she would definitely let Maka choose her as her dance partner! She had already made up her mind!

But this sudden change made her feel sad.

One warrior dances with another warrior, and they are from two different schools - this is too eye-catching and will definitely trouble Maka.

She can't be a stupid girl who doesn't know the general situation!

But...Hermione was unwilling...very unwilling! She was already one step behind a certain girl, and she wanted to take advantage of that girl before she took the initiative to speak, and before the relationship between them was confirmed.

, also go and compete!

He is worthy of being a little lion of Gryffindor. Even emotionally, his competitiveness has not diminished.

However, even though she gritted her teeth and secretly ordered the dress, even though she was prepared to be a "stupid girl" at all costs, she still lost to her own reason in the end.

When Snape unexpectedly stood up and almost convinced the stubborn and rigid Professor McGonagall, Hermione gave up on her own initiative.

In the end, the "most beautiful dress" she ordered specifically for dancing with Maka was lying quietly in the exquisite gift box from beginning to end - Hermione agreed to Viktor Krum's invitation, but the dress

But it was borrowed.

At the ball, Hermione forced herself to stay calm, but she didn't dare look at Maka.

She was afraid that when she saw Maka dancing with another girl, she would be unable to suppress the jealousy in her heart and abandon Krum and rush towards Maka.

She was afraid that she would confess to Maka in front of all the teachers and students of the three schools, and then Maka's plan would completely collapse.

When she stood at the door, she saw almost everyone looking behind her with horrified expressions. Except for her, all the warriors and their respective dance partners turned back, but she did not.

She knew that Maka, who had not shown up yet, finally appeared!

But Hermione didn't dare to look back. She even looked away a little, lest she couldn't help but pass by Maka later...

Just like that, the string in Hermione's heart became tighter and tighter...

"Now that I think about it, Krum must have noticed it at that time, right? My arms have been shaking..." Hermione sat on the edge of the bed, her bandaged hands gently resting on her legs, also trembling slightly.

But when Maka walked by her, she still couldn't help it and looked up.

Who is that? Who is that girl who is dressed more tackily than Ron's lace dress? That back... why does it look so familiar?

Oh my God! It's Professor McGonagall!

The string in Hermione's heart suddenly loosened...

Yes! What has she been struggling with all this time? What should be her own happiness is her own; if it does not belong to her, if she pursues it reluctantly, it will only make herself more miserable.

Hermione was relieved - what she should do most now was to support him silently behind Maka's back. She believed that with Maka's intelligence, she would have seen everything before.

After that, Hermione no longer worried about Maka all day long. Even Rita Skeeter's article did not make her mood change in any way.

Even in today's encounter, Hermione, who has always been strong, was indifferent - she was not afraid of criticism, slander, or provocation.

However, just last night, she discovered that the box containing the dress that had been placed under the bed was missing!

Not to mention that the dress cost a lot of pounds. Even though it was very cheap, the meaning contained in it could not be replaced by other more expensive dresses.

I haven’t let Maka see me wearing it yet! Why is it missing like this?

After spending the morning pretending to be calm, she was hurt by the pus contained in the Babo tubers hidden in those vicious letters.

Normally, she would have just ridiculed the senders and ignored them. But now, the undiluted juice seemed to be dripping on her heart, making it impossible for her to hide her anxiety.

and sadness.

…

When the Herbology class was over and Harry and Ron left the conservatory for Care of Magical Creatures class, they saw Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle whispering and giggling.

Draco was standing next to them, but he was unusually uninvolved.

As soon as Pansy saw Harry, she asked loudly: "Potter, did you have a falling out with your girlfriend? Why was she so angry at breakfast? Was it -"

Surprisingly, Draco actually interrupted Pansy.

"Don't talk nonsense." He said impatiently.

Harry ignored them. He didn't want her to know how much trouble the Wizard Weekly article had caused, lest she gloat and get carried away.

Hagrid told them in the last class that he had finished teaching about unicorns. Now he was standing outside the hut waiting for the students, with some open cardboard boxes at his feet that they had never seen before.

Harry's heart sank as soon as he saw the cardboard box - another brood of snails had hatched, right?

However, when I got closer and looked inside the box, I discovered that there were many fluffy black guys inside, with long noses and flat front paws, like shovels, which was very strange.

They raised their heads and blinked at the whole class. They seemed a little confused when facing so many people's attention.

"These are Nifflers," Hagrid and other classmates gathered around and said, "You can usually see them in mines. They like shiny things... No, look at them."

A Niffler suddenly jumped up and tried to bite the watch off Pansy Parkinson's wrist. Pansy screamed and took several steps back.

"Very useful little treasure detectors," Hagrid said happily, "We can have fun with them today...see there?"

Hagrid pointed to the large expanse of newly plowed land where Harry and the others had seen him digging mysteriously.

"I buried a few gold coins - whoever picks the Sniff and digs out the most gold coins, I will give a prize to him. You just put all the valuable things on your body, then pick a Sniff, be prepared, and then let go.

Already."

Harry took off his watch and stuffed it into his pocket.

This watch had stopped in the maze. It seemed that he accidentally broke it and now he only wears it out of habit.

Then he picked one and sniffed it.

It put its long nose into Harry's ear and sniffed it vigorously... This little thing was quite affectionate with people.

"Wait a minute," Hagrid said, looking down into the box, "There's still one Sniff left here... Who's not here? Why can't you see Hermione?"

"She has to go to the hospital," Ron replied.

He looks the same as usual, but his heart is quite complicated.

"I hope this will give Hermione the courage to speak out... If she delays it any longer, she will only be more sad..." Ron's expression was a bit bitter, "Everyone can see lately that Maka only has eyes for Love."

Good."