My magic can hit twice in a row. I wonder if you are afraid?

Finally, when the last class was over, Lumi was the first to go to Myrtle's bathroom.

Seeing Lumi's arrival, Myrtle, who had been crying all the time, immediately put away her tears and didn't even dare to make a sound.

Myrtle panicked batch.

God knows what kind of miserable thing Lumi's projection appeared on this in the morning?

For Myrtle, that is something more terrifying than death, so she won't talk nonsense.

For Lumi, he had no idea what the projection had done.

Lumi's projection is equivalent to dividing a part of his own magic, which is partially self-aware and completely at the mercy of his being.

So much so that the ontology's order was to ask what happened to Myrtle back then, and the projection asked two sentences in a good voice at first.

Two sentences later, Myrtle was still crying, and she couldn't ask for a word of useful information.

At this time, the body has not been urged, and the projectors are in a hurry.

So six or seven projections came to the women's bathroom and beat the myrtle directly.

After all, ghosts are a combination of soul and magic, so it makes sense that a projection with part of Lumi's soul and magic can attack ghosts.

In the end, Myrtle wanted to run, and a few projections tied her up.

That's it, she still wants to cry to avoid it.

There was really no way, so the Lummies took a whip and asked for a whip.

As for whether the answer is correct or not,

that's a headache for the ontology.

They just need to pass on everything Myrtle says to the ontology and that's it.

So now Myrtle's fear is not Slytherin's bloody Barrow, but Lumi.

Lumi didn't know the details, only that Myrtle was very cooperative with his questioning.

So when his gaze swept to the myrtle hiding in the toilet seat, he decisively shifted his gaze.

Who knows if the ghost likes to be stared at all the time, and maybe it's rude for Myrtle to be stared at all the time?Lumi

searched the women's bathroom, and finally, a small serpentine relief was found on the faucet of one of the sinks.

"This is it.

Once she had found the entrance to the chamber, Lumi waited for Draco to arrive.

"Heh, what are you doing here?"

I just think there are some things I can say to my face, and I don't have to ask someone to pass them on.

"Who do you think you are? "

I don't know who it is, but I pitifully let Lumi pass the word. "

You, such a Granger, a good toothmaker. "

That's called a dentist, and your loneliness has taught me a lesson.

Malfoy, with platinum blonde hair and hairspray, and Hermione, maroon, unkempt and bunny-like front teeth, arrived in the women's bathroom.

Seeing the two, Lumi was a little surprised.

Draco said yes, and Lumi tapped him on the shoulder, then turned his gaze to Hermione.

"I didn't expect you to come. "

Truth, I feel the need to clear Hagrid's name.

Hermione's little eyes widened, as if to remember them that way.

"IMHO, your memories don't take as evidence.

Draco laughed and handed Hermione the small crystal hanging from his body.

"Inject magic and put it outside, so that everything around you is recorded.

"My dad gave it to me to avoid being bullied.

Hearing this, Hermione suddenly felt that the crystal in her hand was a little hot.

"Forget it, I'll give it back to you.

Hermione felt that the meaning of this thing was too precious, and there was no way to pay for it if she bumped it.

And he didn't want to have more contact with Malfoy.

This time it was purely to help Lumi, not because of his apology.

Draco waved his hand.

"I have this thing at home, and I'll just write to my dad when I get back.

"If you give it to you, you will keep it, and it is not a precious thing.

"Let's apologize. The

last sentence he said was quiet.

Hermione's little ears moved, and she could roughly understand the sentence.

"I accepted it. For

Hermione, it didn't matter what Malfoy gave, it was his apology.

Letting Lumi take the talk, Hermione's unpleasantness with Malfoy, the oil-headed boy, dissipated a little.

Although he did curse at the Quidditch pitch this morning.

Well, now, the unpleasantness is gone, but this guy's evil deeds last year still make her a little disgusted with him.

And what about Malfoy?

He was relieved to hear Hermione's answer.

Glancing quietly at Lumi, he was half relieved to see that he hadn't stopped the two of them from bickering.

God knows how explosive his mood was when he saw his best friend sitting with Gryffindor in the morning.

Especially the last thing he said to Hermione.

What owes her a favor?

Dad once said that this thing is the most magical.

Some favors will make people come and go to become best friends, while others will make themselves fall into a catastrophe.

Draco didn't dare to bet that if Lumi and Hermione of Gryffindor became good friends, what would he do

? Do you want to be with a good friend?

But it was Gryffindor!

It means the one with the dirtiest blood, and this sentence is the dirtiest word scolded in the wizarding world.

She seemed to be crying, didn't she?

Damn, noble Malfoy actually made a lady cry, this, this, shouldn't be.

But she's a mudblood, so she can't be considered a young lady.

But Lumi is also half-blood, he's my best friend, but Hermione's blood...

Until the morning lesson, Draco was still wrestling with it.

It wasn't until he heard Lumi's appeal that it dawned on him.

his bloodline

!Friends matter!At

that point, Draco was a little embarrassed and only dared to ask Lumi to convey his apologies.

But he really didn't expect that Hermione would come to Hermione because of that sentence, and he had been calling her Muggle seeds all the way.

As for that dirty phrase, Draco didn't want to use it anymore.

[I don't know if she's angry or not.]

[If you do this, Lumi shouldn't be angry with me

...] [After all, my relationship with Hermione has eased, I can't be friends with her, she's from Weasley...] Draco's

face changed several times.

"Draco, right here, use your oolong to get out of the hole.

Lumi pointed to the faucet.

Hearing this, Draco's face returned to normal.

Serious matters.

He glanced cautiously at Hermione, and saw that Hermione's attention was not on him, but on fiddling with the crystals.

He exhaled and raised his wand to the faucet.

"Oolong out of the hole!" As

a puff of black smoke cleared, a pitch-black snake appeared.

"Speak to me!" Draco

struggled to control his wand, hoping to make the Black Serpent listen to him.

Even if you don't speak, you can hiss.