Hogwarts Card Drawer

The wooden planks used to make the stairs were very brittle, and the three of them made a crunching sound when they stepped on them.

Fortunately, Kronos saw the person who asked him here.

"So you brought us here because Miss Granger asked you out?" Daphne said sourly.

Kronos was a little dumbfounded, you don't recognize the two men beside Hermione at all!

"Did you believe me when I said Harry asked me to come?" Kronos said.

Who else but Harry's trio were waiting for them upstairs? It's just that Ron didn't expect Chronos and the others to come, he was questioning Hermione at the moment.

"It's not too late for me, is it?" Kronos naturally said to them.

"It's not too late. But it's not on time." Hermione said viciously, looking at the clock on the wall.

"Oh!" Chronos said, the playful smile on his face faded, "Yeah..."

"So where's the guy you said was coming to meet us?" Kronos asked, unscrewing the rusty cap off another bottle of butterbeer the barkeep had just brought up.

"Just three or two people," said Hermione, looking at her watch again, looking anxiously towards the stairs. "I told them to arrive around this time. I think they must know where they are."

The sound of the bar door being opened came from downstairs, followed by the sound of loud footsteps coming from downstairs.

The first to show up were Neville, Dean and Lavender, followed by Parvati and Padma Patil. And Cho and one of his chattering girlfriends. Don't ask Chronos how he recognized her as Qiu, Chronos could hear Harry's heart beating faster from a long distance away.

This was the first time Chronos had the opportunity to face a large number of Qiu Zhang, the only Asian girl in Hogwarts. Chronos remembered that he seemed to be an immigrant from China.

She has long straight black hair and big eyes that are standard for Asians, and the moment she looks at her looks like she can directly hit the soul.

With just one glance, Kronos thought he had returned to his previous life. Kronos finally knew why Harry was obsessed with her. She was just like the original book, her beauty had an ancient and mysterious oriental feature.

Those who are still upstairs are far more than these,

Alone, in a trance, as if Luna Lovegood walked in inadvertently. In the back are Katie Bell, Arya Spinnet and Angelina Johnson, brothers Colin and Dennis Creevey.

There is also a long-haired Hufflepuff girl whose name Chronos does not know, and three Ravenclaw boys whom Chronos is sure are Anthony Goldstein, Michael Kona, and Terry Boot, Ginny, a tall blond boy with an upturned nose followed him.

Chronos had a vague recollection of being part of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, which ended with Fred Weasley, George Weasley and their friend Lee Jordan, all three of whom hugged each other. Zoko's big paper bag full of clothes.

"How many people," Harry said hoarsely to Hermione, "how many people?"

Indeed, there were too many people, even the spacious second floor seemed a bit crowded, there were not enough chairs at all, some people could only stand like that.

"Yeah, oh, the idea seems to be quite popular," said Hermione cheerfully. "Ron, can you drag some more chairs over?"

The bartender froze. He was wiping a glass with a dirty cloth that looked like it had never been washed. He had never seen so many people in his bar.

"Okay," said Fred, who was the first to the bar, counting his fellows quickly, "give us . . . twenty-five butterbeers, please?"

The bartender looked at him for a moment, then, irritably throwing down his wipes as if he had been interrupted by something important, he started fetching dirty butterbeer from under the counter.

"Cheers," said Fred, passing out the beer, "but come to think of it, folks, I don't have enough money to pay that much..."

"It seems that there are no Slytherin people except us." Kronos looked carefully at the people in the room, but he could also understand that most of the Slytherin students are from pure-blood families, and they are all from the family. symbol of.

The newcomers sat around Harry, Ron, and Hermione in twos and threes, some looking excited, others curious, and Luna Lovegood dreamily looked up. When everyone had taken their seats, the chatter died down and everyone looked at Hermione.

"Well," said Hermione, her voice a little higher than usual out of nervousness. "Well then—oh—good day, everyone."

"Well... well... well, everybody knows why they're here. Well... then, Harry's idea - I mean (Harry gave her a pointed look), my idea - to those It might be a good idea for someone who wants to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts - I mean, real learning, you know, not the crap that Umbridge taught us" (Hermione's voice suddenly grows stronger and more a little more confident).

Since no one can call it Defense Against the Dark Arts—("Whoa! That's right!" said Anthony Goldstein, Hermione looking encouraged)—well, I guess that would be nice if we , oh, take the situation into your own hands. "

She stopped, looked at Kronos who was sitting opposite, and continued, "So I plan to learn how to protect myself properly, not just in theory, but to practice real spells—"

"But, I bet you want to pass your Ordinary Wizarding Level in Defense Against the Dark Arts too?" said Michael Corner, staring at her.

"Of course," said Hermione immediately. "But more importantly, I want to get the right defensive training because... because..." she said after taking a deep breath, "because the Dark Lord Voldemort has returned."

Everyone's immediate reaction was predictable. Cho's friend screamed and splashed butterbeer all over herself. Terry Boot twitched unconsciously, Padma Patil trembled, and Neville let out a strange cry, which he managed to turn into a cough.

In short, all the people looked at Harry intently and even more eagerly. His name was already closely tied to Voldemort, and speaking of any one would make people think of the other.

"Well... that's the plan, anyway," said Hermione. "If you want to join us, we need to decide what to do - we need someone to lead us."

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