Harry Potter's Dharma

No matter how intellectual and rational she was, giving everyone the impression that she was a know-it-all, Hermione was still a girl.

As a girl, it was normal for her to like cute little things.

Zheng Fan smiled when he saw that Hermione liked the things he gave her.

As for the last gift, she didn't know if it was the will of the heavens for her to give the finale, but it was a complete set of magic medicine ingredients.

This was what Zheng Fan had seen in Chamfer Alley. Perhaps it was because Christmas was a very important holiday for the entire United Kingdom, but there were shops in Chamfer Alley that were holding promotions for Christmas.

Zheng Fan had bought the magic potion pack from that store.

It had to be said that Zheng Fan was really surprised when she saw it.

He didn't know much about the potions, but Hermione should be familiar with them.

After all, Zheng Fan was more interested in the finished product than the ingredient packs.

When Zheng Fan walked into the store, the store owner kept introducing the main points of the package to Zheng Fan. Zheng Fan didn't really understand, but he knew that it must be some rare medicines that could be found in the 14th district.

Not only did the rare potions not seem to sell for much, but it also helped to sell the common potions that could be found everywhere.

In a sense, it was a good marketing tactic.

Because the packaging was quite exquisite, Zheng Fan bought it for Hermione.

Hermione became excited when she saw the gift pack. There were two types of herbs that she couldn't find even after searching for a long time.

Hermione wasn't from a wizard family, so it was more difficult for her to get the wizard currency than other people. It was very difficult to exchange for the currency, not to mention the lack of information.

The few times Hermione saw those things, they were all sold out by the time he wanted to buy them. Instead, he missed them again and again.

Hermione even kissed Zheng Fan's face for the potion gift pack.

"Oh, right. Potions."

At this time, Hermione also remembered his business.

Although Hermione was a little touched by the Christmas surprise, the most important thing was to talk about business.

For example … the herb that could blind people for a period of time.

Yes, she would only be blinded for a short period of time, about three hours to half a day. After all, even though Hermione was a second-year student, it wasn't easy to make this herb. In order to ensure that it could restore her vision, Hermione had spent a lot of effort.

If he wanted to control the time well, it would probably be a little difficult.

"After drinking this, you'll lose your sight, so the Basilisk's characteristics won't be useful to you."

Hermione took out two bottles from her pocket.

Zheng Fan seemed to know something when he saw the two bottles. He took them and put them in his pocket.

"Ah, there's only one bottle for you."

When Hermione saw that Zheng Fan had taken both of them, he suddenly became a little anxious.

"I know."

Zheng Fan said with a smile.

"Then why did you take two!"

Hermione pouted angrily.

"I know, so I can't let you go with me."

Zheng Fan said with a smile.

"I'll deal with the Basilisk alone. You just have to be careful not to look into its eyes.

"That won't do, how can I let you take the risk alone!"

Hermione still insisted on going with Zheng Fan, but Zheng Fan sighed and told Hermione that it would be difficult for him to deal with the Basilisk alone. Even if he had the ability to become the leader of Slytherin, and proved that he was more capable than the seniors, if something happened, he would not be able to take care of Hermione.

Hermione was stunned after hearing Zheng Fan's words.

She wanted to tell Zheng Fan that she didn't need him to take care of her, but she thought of all kinds of situations that she couldn't deal with directly and gave up.

"Then, do you know where the entrance to the secret room is?"

Hermione asked.

"The entrance to the secret room?"

Zheng Fan thought for a while — or more accurately, he pretended to think for a while — and shook his head.

"But I know that 50 years ago, when the secret room was opened, a student died because of it."

Zheng Fan said.

"In other words, if the dead student has always been in Holvos and hasn't left … I think I know who it is!"

As expected of Hermione. With just a reminder from Zheng Fan, she immediately knew who Zheng Fan was talking about.

Myrtle.

A ghost in the women's washroom. She was known as "Weeping Myrtle", so very few people went to the women's washroom. After all, if there was a washroom, there wouldn't be only one in the entire Holvos Academy.

887 was the normal direction of the plot.

Zheng Fan looked at Hermione's proud face and knew that it was the right choice not to tell Hermione the location of the secret room and let Hermione think about it.

With Hermione's personality, she should be very fond of solving puzzles and the sense of accomplishment after solving them.

"Then … let's meet in the women's washroom tomorrow?"

Hermione said with a smile.

"Ah?

Tomorrow? "

Zheng Fan looked at the time. If Zheng Fan remembered correctly, tomorrow should be around that time.

After a friendly match, the academy's administration office would issue a curfew ban, and the time at night would disappear.

However, this situation wasn't too certain. After all, in the original work, when Hagrid was sent to Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore was suspended. But now, Dumbledore was still the headmaster.

"What's wrong?

What's going on tomorrow? "

Hermione asked.

"Nothing, nothing. I'm just a little surprised that things have been settled."

Zheng Fan smiled and looked at Hermione.

It was better to wait until tomorrow to see the situation.