Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Oh! The butter beer here looks dirty, I didn't expect it to taste really good!"

"Yes, yes! Although the bottle is really dirty ..."

"It doesn't matter if the bottle is dirty, but this cup can't be cleaned ... but it tastes great!"

In the pig's head bar, the little wizards gathered around and applauded the butter beer here. Whenever a "dirty" sounded, an annoying look was sent from behind the bar, but everyone didn't care.

Because right in the middle of her, Hermione had waved her hand to stop them from talking and signaled that she was about to start speaking.

"Remember? I said a little bit when I invited you, but today I have to say it in full before everyone-"

Hermione looked serious, which made everyone quiet.

"That's it ..." She said earnestly, "First of all, I think everyone understands that Hogwarts is not safe at the moment ..."

"My mother said the same, she wrote to me!" The yellow-haired boy who followed Ginny rushed before, "Mom even considered whether I should transfer to school ..."

"Who are you?" Ron asked politely.

"Zacharias Smith." The boy glanced at Ron and said casually.

"Your mother didn't write to tell you that it was impolite to interrupt others?" Ron's face showed dissatisfaction.

"Huh! Didn't you interrupt me too? Where have you been polite again?" Zacharias sneered at Ron with a glaring expression.

"Okay!" Hermione waved her hand and stopped, "Attention, what I want to say is-Hogwarts is not really safe, but the same is true outside Hogwarts!"

"Some of the students who must be present have already heard about the riots that have taken place in the British and even the European magic world. Werewolves, vampires, crazy witches, etc., a series of cases are happening more frequently. From the outside, maybe Hogwarts is more secure and maybe ... "

"I think the reason why Hogwarts will be more stable than outside is inseparable from the protection our professors have for us!"

"Especially ..." Hermione paused, somewhat sadly, "especially President Dumbledore-as Marka said, his death must have been for us, for the entire Hogwarts!"

"But look at ourselves again?" She spread her arms, showing regret. "We are really just students, but can we really just wait for the professor and wait for them to protect us?" ? "

"... not to mention anything for school, at least we don't want to be cumbersome!" Ernie said, turning to confirm with the little wizards around him, "Is it? Isn't it?"

"Yeah!" "Yeah." "If possible!"

Most of the people invited by Hermione this time heard that she wanted to learn more about black magic defense, but could not help but aspire to her classmates.

Under the threat of Voldemort's repeated attacks, everyone wanted to gain their strength.

He signaled that Ernie said that many people responded more or less.

"Yes, that's it!" Hermione nodded. "However, if you want to make yourself stronger, it's definitely impossible to rely on the huge amount of garbage taught by Umbridge! We What should be learned is true skill! "

"... To be honest, who would call those ghosts‘ Dark Magic Defense ’?” She concluded with confidence.

"That's right, well said-" Anthony Goldstein of Ravenclaw whispered in support.

Speaking of which, when Marka first entered school, when she boarded the Hogwarts Express for the first time, she was in a carriage with this rather introverted dark-haired boy.

It seems that he is a little bit more cheerful than that year ... Yeah, it is really "a little bit"!

"So I think ..." The encouraged Hermione was firmer, she said decisively, "I think, why don't we find a solution to this problem ourselves?"

Having said that, she paused for a while, leaving some room for thinking, and then continued: "So, the three of us found a more suitable professor of defense in black magic, not that Umbridge in pink. "

"Oh!" Even when Ginny reacted, she couldn't help screaming.

"Is it Maca?" Ernie said with surprise. "It's great. I've been looking for opportunities for him to teach me something! But I can't find anyone ..."

"Yes, it's Maca." Hermione nodded proudly. "I don't think there's a better teacher than him, can't I?"

"McLean is really good, but can we learn it?" Zacharias said just now. "I have also watched the ancient runes lesson a few times. To recite, that is, to 'know the meaning of the magic script' ... "

"... Until now, no other student could use his ancient magic script to make feathers float like him! But in the curse class, Professor Flitwick taught us the floating curse in the first class."

"Because it is ancient magic literature, not magic science, or black magic defense--" Lu Najiu said, "The magic literature taught by Professor Babling previously can only be used to translate ancient literature! "

"Uh ..." Zacharias was dumbfounded by Luna's fluttering words, and he hesitated for a while before being indifferent. "Maybe so ... but who knows if he will teach Dark Magic Defense What about it? You know, you do n’t necessarily need to teach it! ”

"Enough!" Harry couldn't help but said, "If you don't want to learn, then you can leave now! No one is here to force you to learn--"

However, Zacharias just poked his lips. Although he still held his neck and insisted on his opinions, he did not mean to leave the seat.

"So," Hermione glanced at him, and then said, "So ... as I said just now, if you want to learn the real black magic defense with Maca, then we have to plan something specific. -For example, how often you meet, where you should train, etc. "

"And you have to hide Umbridge, you can't let her know." Harry added, "Everyone knows that her departure is only temporary, and sooner or later!"

"I really don't understand why the Ministry of Magic shoved such a useless thing into the school during such a difficult period-ah, I mean, teacher."

Ginny said so, her tongue out cutely. But as Harry glanced over her, she subconsciously turned away.

"Well said, Ginny!" Ernie laughed loudly. "For me to see, the old witch has been trying to stop us from using any defensive spells."

The three of Hermione looked at each other when they heard Ernie's words, and they didn't know whether they should reveal some of the Ministry's situation.

In fact, the tug of war between the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters in the Ministry of Magic was quite serious in nature.

The Ministry of Magic can be said to be the heart and brain of the magic world of a country. Once something happens to shake the foundation there, it is not a joke!

In the entire British magic world, all the order and development of ordinary wizards are closely connected with the Ministry of Magic. This is a major event that affects the whole body.

After thinking about it, Hermione shook her head slightly at Harry and Ron after all, motioning them not to say anything casually.

"I think the reason the Ministry of Magic arranged Umbridge into Hogwarts to intervene in our black magic course is because‘ someone ’has some inexplicably ridiculous ideas—”

Hermione casually found a reason:

"Maybe some people think that Dumbledore will organize us students, build a secret army, and then encourage everyone to resist the entire Ministry of Magic."

When she said that, almost everyone was startled.

Only Luna crooked her head and said quietly, "Yeah, Hermione makes sense ... In fact, the Minister of Magic Connelly Fudge has a secret army of his own!"

"what?"

This time even Hermione was stunned ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This is news that no one had thought of.

"Is Maca telling her?"-In Hermione's mind, this idea came into being the first time.

"Yes, he has a whole private army of‘ Haleopa ’.” Luna said sharply.

"'Hali-Opa'? What's that?" Neville asked blankly.

"Fire elf!" Luna explained with great interest, "Behemoths with flames all over them ran like a sea of ​​fire and burned everything on the road--"

Hermione, who was whispering, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and she understood—Luna was talking about her gossip again.

"... but Luna, I haven't read any of them." Hermione pursed her lips and said, "They don't exist, do they?"

"Existent!" Luna said with certainty.

"But ..." Hermione seemed unwilling, but she didn't want to really argue with Luna, "but they don't--"

"Cough, cough!" Ginny realistically imitated Umbridge's fake fake cough, interrupting the two men's subtle disputes.

Several students looked around in surprise together, and then watched Ginny laugh with laughter.

"I said ..." Ginny reminded with a smile, "Shouldn't we decide how often to gather? We still have to find somewhere to train or something, this place doesn't sound easy to find!"

"Yes, you're right, Ginny!" Hermione hurried down the slope, avoiding the puzzling confrontation with Luna, "We should discuss this-the time and place must be determined Come down! "