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Harry looked even more confused.

"So what's the use of these?"

Hermione finally closed the book in her hand and said seriously.

"Let me know what it takes to liberate an ethnic group correctly. Let me understand how oppression occurs and what kind of reasonable social structure can avoid oppression."

Harry blinked his eyes, which were a little numb from being too wide.

"You haven't given up on saving the house elves yet?"

Hermione said calmly.

"I gave up."

"Then you still..."

"I gave up my completely unrealistic and ideal salvation." Hermione said softly, "I was too naive before and thought of some things very simply, so I need to learn more."

She raised the book in her hand.

"There are very few studies on class, oppression and society in the wizarding world, almost zero. On the contrary, Muggles have done a lot of research on this. I asked my dad to buy these books for me overnight and send them over."

Harry no longer knew what to say. Only now did he understand why Hermione was not seen during the day yesterday. It turned out that she had written to her father to buy books.

He didn't speak, but Hermione saw his original intention at this time.

"You want to ask me if I believe you didn't sign up at all and someone is trying to frame you? Of course I believe that. The way you looked at that time couldn't deceive anyone. You acted much more shocked than us."

Harry felt obviously much better. He sat next to Hermione, rested his face on his arms, and said with a curled lips.

"After all, some people believe in me, but Ron doesn't believe it, no matter what I say to him."

Hermione hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to speak.

"Actually, it's not that Ron doesn't believe it, he's just a little jealous of you."

Harry felt so ridiculous that he spread his hands and sneered.

"Am I jealous that I can be watched like a monkey? If he is willing, I can give him all these treatments at any time!"

"Because you are always the center of attention, and when people mention him, the best way to call him is as Harry Potter's friend."

Hermione tilted her head and explained, "Ron is neither the eldest nor the youngest in his family, so he is actually the easiest to be ignored in the family. He longs to be watched, praised and praised by others. Approval. But all these things he can only see in you, but he has never experienced them, which makes him always envious of you in private. Finally, when the warriors were deciding on the candidate for the Triwizard Tournament yesterday, it completely broke out. "

Hermione's analysis made sense, but it made sense, and Harry still couldn't forgive Ron for this.

"If he wants to be the slut who steals the show, then he'll do it! I don't want to think about why he would impose his own ideas on me!" Harry said angrily, "I don't know how to do it anyway. Ignore him unless he takes the initiative to apologize to me!"

They sat in the common room for a while longer before Harry got ready to leave, heading for the Owlery.

"I'm going to write to Sirius and tell him everything I've been through these days. He can help me make an idea." Harry said.

"If you still have time later, you can go to Professor Forrester's office and talk to him." Hermione reminded.

Harry nodded.

"Even if you don't tell me, I do plan to go see the professor later."

Hermione was very satisfied with Harry's current performance, and she said earnestly.

"I always feel that after entering the fourth grade, you have become much more mature in doing things. If I were an adult, I would definitely praise you for growing up."

Harry's face turned a little red. These were actually Lily's ideas for him. If he were alone, he would definitely not think of writing a letter to Sirius or talking to Sherlock.

"Even if you are not an adult, you have said this now."

Hermione was noncommittal. She shrugged, opened the book on her lap again, and focused on the book.

"Go quickly. I have to continue reading. Goodbye."

"goodbye."

They were separated from the common room.

Harry walked directly in the direction of the Owlery, not even in the mood to go to the Great Hall for breakfast.

Now whenever he appears among Gryffindor students, he will immediately receive praise and applause from a large group of people, so even in the castle, he tries to avoid crowded places.

He did not use his own owl Hedwig to send the letter to Sirius. This snowy owl was too conspicuous among the gray owls. As long as it flew out of Hogwarts, someone would recognize that it was his letter. letter.

In his last letter, Sirius also specifically asked Harry not to use Hedwig to deliver letters next time. This time he chose a public owl in the school.

Such behavior also caused Hedwig's dissatisfaction.

It stood on Harry's shoulder and conveyed its unhappiness to Harry through the force of its claws, which made Harry gnash his teeth and rub his shoulders while muttering in grievance.

"Why do you have to blame me? It's not my fault."

After posting the letter, Harry returned to the castle and this time he went straight to Sherlock's office.

Regarding being confirmed as the fourth warrior last night, he had a lot to say in his heart. Hermione was reading a book and was not in the mood to listen to him, and Ron had a falling out with him again.

At this time, Sherlock is of course the best choice, and he might even be able to give him some reasonable suggestions.

It's just that he stood in front of Sherlock's office door and knocked several times but got no response.

Just when he thought Sherlock had something to go out for today and was about to give up and go back to the lounge, a slender figure walked down the corner of the stairs.

"Harry? What do you want from me?"

When he went out, he wanted to find Silke and go for a walk by the Black Lake. Sherlock, who was looking for the bookstore www.zhaosｈhuyuａ.com but could not find anyone, happened to meet Harry who was just about to leave at this time.

Harry immediately stopped and made way for Sherlock to open the door.

"It's about me being selected as a warrior last night. I want to talk to you, Professor."

"You should really talk to me. Being selected as a warrior so suddenly, you shouldn't be carried away and think that you have to perform well in the game to be worthy of the status of the fourth warrior, right? ?”

Sherlock said casually as he led Harry into the office.

Not only was Harry not embarrassed by this, but his face was filled with emotion.

"I haven't explained it yet, Professor, you already believe that I didn't sign up for it myself?"

After entering the door, Sherlock took off his coat, just snapped his fingers, and the door closed by itself.

"If you have this ability in fourth grade, then Dumbledore will have to step aside after you graduate."