HP Approaches the Magical World

Hufflepuff Study Room.

This should be the only place in Hogwarts that has not been disturbed.

Thanks to the Hufflepuff Society for the Study of Magic established by Jon many years ago, this society accommodates 99% of Hufflepuff's students, and most of the remaining sporadic people are also interested in this society. Keep silent.

After all, it is because there are too few pure-blood wizards in Hufflepuff College. Everyone is of similar background. Everyone hopes that Muggle-born wizards can get better training here, so as to reduce some of them. Discrimination outside.

Only by improving the ability can we reverse the prejudice of others.

Jon has been here for the past two days to help train these students.

It's just that no one knows who he is, he appeared like a cloud, the power of magic and transfiguration, let him appear beside others in various appearances, and the memory magic was eliminated after he left Part of the memory of those little wizards.

With his level of ability, if he really wants to do some damage, it's actually very easy.

And that night, after the curfew in the castle, all the students returned to their dormitories to rest, and this study room welcomed a new guest.

Hermione looked at the empty classroom in front of her, a little surprised.

"How? If I remember correctly, it should be your first time to come to Hufflepuff's common study room."

Hermione nodded. She looked at Jon and said that one side of the classroom knocked on the wall, and a small window opened.

"Hmm...what would you like to have for supper?"

"Hot milk is fine."

"Okay," Jon turned to the window and said into the window, "Two servings of hot milk, two servings of strawberry shortcake, and one serving of biscuits."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to the secretary's seat, and sat in the secretary-general's seat-this position is now Stephen's.

After not much effort, an elf quietly appeared in the study room, carrying what Jon wanted.

"Just find a place to sit, anyway, there is no one here, and they probably won't mind you sitting here."

Hermione sat down with some hesitation, facing the scene in front of her, she just felt a little outrageous.

"why is that?"

"what why?"

"I mean this room, and... these," she pointed at the milk and small cakes in front of her: "Why is there such a place in the school?"

"Probably because of me, Hufflepuff kept this matter very secret, and all the students never talked about Hufflepuff's internal information outside,

Of course, there were times when they talked privately, but no one cared what a Hufflepuff was saying, did they?

This is the large study room of the Hufflepuff Society for the Study of Magic. This Society for the Study of Magic was an organization founded when I was still studying at Hogwarts. Of course, it has not been many years.

The purpose of this organization was to train the students' magical powers so that they could have more self-protection abilities in danger,

It is also to better monitor Harry's life. "

"Surveillance? Why spy on Harry's life?"

"Don't you understand this question yourself? I think you seem to have often reported to me Harry's thoughts and things he did recently."

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"Yes," Hermione argued, "but that's because these things are always about me, so I'm telling you."

"Of course, everything about Harry is related to our final plan, and we need to make sure his affairs are safe, but this shouldn't be what you came to talk to me about today, right?

When you were looking for me this afternoon, I felt something was wrong. Did something important happen to you looking for me so anxiously? "

"There are indeed a few things." Seeing that Jon didn't want to get entangled in the issue of monitoring Harry, Hermione also tactfully changed her topic: "Some things happened this afternoon, the first of which is Yes, when Harry and I were in Hogsmeade, we found that Mundungus was stealing and selling things from Sirius' house. I think it is necessary to tell you about this matter. After all, members of the Order of the Phoenix except Except for Dumbledore, no one can restrain Mundungus, if it is you, it should be possible, right?"

"Restrain Mundungus?

I'm afraid I can't do this, because I haven't clearly expressed my identity to everyone in the Order of the Phoenix.

Only important people are qualified to know of my existence, like unimportant people like Mundungus, he can only get orders from some members of the Order of the Phoenix,

But he didn't want those things from Sirius. He now has his own new home. There are many things in Grimmauld Square that will only remind him of the unpleasantness of the past, so he chose to throw them all away. Of course, those things are also very important. It is also a good choice to leave it to Harry if it is valuable.

If you don't think it's good to do that, why don't you go and clean up Mundungus yourself? "

"We... I'm afraid we can't. Mundungus is still stronger than us after all. During the confrontation in Hogsmeade Village today, Harry tried to subdue him, but he escaped after being apparated." .”

"You don't necessarily need to do it yourself to capture Mundungus. Don't forget that there is a house elf in the things that Sirius left for Harry.

Don't underestimate the power of the house-elves. Their abilities are more than enough to subdue a defective product like Mundungus. "

Hermione was already very smart, so Jon clicked on her, and he already understood what Jon wanted her to do.

"Okay, I'll talk to Harry about this when I get back, and try to let him know by hinting."

"You're very smart. Naturally, I don't need to worry about these things for you. Now that you have made a decision, let's talk about the next thing."

Hermione nodded, took a sip of milk, and calmed herself down.

"Second thing, I think if I don't say it, teacher, you should know soon. When we came back there this afternoon, a terrible thing happened. A female student was black magic The alchemy item was injured, I saw that necklace before, in a black magic shop."

The words she said made Jon raise his brows, because the plot seemed familiar, and he seemed to have been injured by the same means before. At that time, what was sent in was a black magic alchemy item with a lethal Spiritual magic, and this time, what is it?

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