The Death Knell

When Hermione arrived at the designated place on the edge of the Black Lake, she felt much more relaxed.

In front of you is the deep lake water, sparkling in the sun, and under your feet is the fragrant green grass, with a soft touch that makes people feel as if they are stepping on clouds.

There seemed to be something in the lake. A small black spot appeared on the water in the distance, as if it was observing the students, but it quickly dived underwater again.

Maybe some kind of big fish, Hermione thought.

Then she looked at the other children. Apart from her, a Ravenclaw, there were 37 Hufflepuffs present. How should I put it... it was quite lively.

It's just that as a person from a different house, she seemed to be completely isolated from the crowd. The little badgers were happily discussing the first night snack contest held last night, and Hermione had no chance to interrupt if she wanted to.

She walked here and there outside the crowd, talking to herself from time to time.

"Well, the weather is really nice."

"This flower is so cute."

"There seems to be something in the water."

She hopes to get the attention of other children so they can join in the conversation. However, no matter how hard she tried, no little badger talked to her.

Because all Hufflepuffs are honest people.

Yesterday, while Hermione was being educated by the prefects, Hufflepuff and their seventh-grade prefects were also educating them. In the basement kitchen, the fat man with a beard was making daffodils for the cake while pointing his orchid fingers. Told them a lot of school secrets.

For example, you can enter and exit the kitchen throughout the day, there are house elves available at any time, the dean has a good temper, etc.

For example, his views on the other three branches. According to the Hufflepuff prefects, Slytherins are all dark conspirators. Gryffindor has many bad boys who love to bully others and play pranks. Raven Crowe is a cold and ruthless businessman.

The classmate was Ravenclaw. Compared to the other two branches, it was a blessing among the badgers.

But those people are too smart, and they must not take the initiative to talk to them, otherwise they may fall into the trap and sell themselves out in a daze, replacing them with a lot of useless products promoted by others.

At this point, his hands trembled violently and he slowly took off his glasses. The house elves beside him wiped the hot tears from the corners of his eyes with oily rags and comforted him thoughtfully.

The elves said in funny accents:

"It's all over, it's over, it's over!"

"People won't like you. You should lose weight more than using love potions."

"You look a lot like us, maybe you are not popular with humans..."

Hearing words like this, the prefect let out a cry like a beast before it died tragically. He bent over suddenly and slammed his head into the big cake he made on the table!

But his thick back was not crushed by the reality. He quickly cheered up, scraped the cream from his face and loudly warned the freshmen:

"be careful!"

He reminded them not to fall into other people's traps. At Hogwarts, people from other branches would find ways to take advantage of Hufflepuff, and it was impossible to guard against them!

Moreover, he also said that he was about to graduate and did not want to study cooking or herbal medicine in the future. Instead, he wanted to combine Muggle phone technology to establish an 'anti-scam hotline' to help wizards who had been deceived. They improve their fraud prevention IQ.

Seeing his tears sliding down the cream, and taking out a Muggle art of war book from his robe and caressing it slowly, all the new badgers felt sad.

The prefect’s heart-wrenching tragedy last night was still fresh in their minds. Therefore, in the first class of the new semester, they were as alert as prairie dogs on the prairie, poking their heads out of their holes. Carefully observe the surroundings.

The focus is naturally the 'eagle' wandering around.

Hermione's current behavior seemed to be neurotic, and she would get close to different groups of people from time to time, possibly looking for 'prey', at least they thought she might be.

The advantage of the little badgers is that they have a large number of people and can unite and work together. They will not bully others based on this, but no one will take the initiative to stand up and act as the 'traitor' who is the first to speak to outsiders.

Hermione tried for a long time, but she still couldn't join any topics before class time. Even if she took the initiative to talk, the other party would just smile politely and not respond.

She sighed, plucked a piece of dogtail grass from the ground, sat down by the lake, and pulled the tassel on the surface of the lake like a kitten fishing. In the reflection, her little face became flat and elongated.

No one talked to her here, and she felt very lonely. She couldn't help but hope that Professor Wilson would come soon.

However, no one was there, as if they had been completely forgotten. The Hufflepuff students were also a little commotion, but they would not leave because the professor was late, they would just sit there and wait.

Almost ten minutes after class time, Professor Wilson, wearing a handmade high-end suit, arrived belatedly. He came out of the village on the other side of the lake and walked straight across the lake.

This appearance shocked many people. They looked at me and I looked at you. No one knew how to walk on the water so easily.

The black lake with a diameter of several thousand meters was very wide, but he was faster. He appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye, showing a gentle smile:

"Sorry, I met a lost black cat when I was crossing the road just now. It took me some time to take her home."

He gave an explanation for his tardiness.

The little badgers believed it. They all said it didn't matter and they understood very much. They also cast admiring looks at Deathstroke, thinking he was a good person and so gentle to the cat.

However, Hermione outside the crowd didn't believe a word of it. Her eyes became sharp, and she found some clues.

The professor smelled of alcohol, and there was no black cat hair on his clothes, not to mention the hateful smile on his face after he had successfully deceived a fool!

He probably had a drinking party with other professors last night and stayed in bed today, right? !

She just curled her lips and stood alone outside the crowd, unable to expose the professor. It was really frustrating.

Su Ming observed her reaction with his peripheral vision and felt very satisfied.

Of course, these flaws in my body were deliberately shown to her. To cultivate her observation and thinking abilities from an early age, she must be induced to develop such habits, starting from every little thing in life.

In fact, he did not live in Hogsmeade last night, but moved into the newly assigned office, right next to Professor Flitwick, on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle.

Even when Hermione and Penello were having breakfast, he used strangulation to eavesdrop on their conversation in the teachers' cafeteria next to the great hall.

"Please form a line. Hufflepuff stands on my left, Ravenclaw on the right...wait, why is there only one Ravenclaw?" He asked knowingly, but also pretended Serious face.

Not only him, but also the Hufflepuff students immediately focused their attention on Hermione. The little girl lowered her head nervously, feeling that the atmosphere was so serious that she could not think.

"They, they are lost on the road of life..."

She said this without confidence, and the little badgers were shocked. Could she say such an obvious lie? Is she a Ravenclaw?