The Death Knell

First-year students only have afternoon classes three days a week. On other days, after lunch, students are allowed to have free activities on campus.

In addition, there is a Ravenclaw astronomy class on Thursday night, which requires going to the astronomy tower at midnight.

Potions class was a near miss. At the end of class, Snape squinted at Hermione and Hannah's desk for a long time. Finally, he gave her a point and waved his hand for them to leave quickly.

During the next break, Hermione looked for her professor, but there was no doubt that there were only a few senior students on the edge of the Black Lake.

She knew that he took advantage of the break to hide in the forbidden forest and smoke again.

This made her particularly speechless, because after finishing smoking, the professor would definitely be 'lost' for more than ten minutes before he would come out to teach another class of students. But she couldn't enter or leave the Forbidden Forest without the professor's permission, let alone wait for him by the lake, which would make her late.

So she had no choice but to take flying lessons unwillingly.

The magic broom really has nothing to do with her. Even though it has been so long since school started, she can only make it float more than half a meter above the ground, sit on it and fly slowly for a while, which is completely different from other people's situations.

The flying class professor believed that Hermione was afraid of heights, which caused her inner rejection of flying.

The little girl didn't argue with this. In fact, she didn't dislike flying at all, she just didn't like flying broomsticks.

After dilly-dallying for a long time, no matter how hard she tried, the broom wouldn't listen to her. Hermione almost gave up and just wanted the professor to get her a flying carpet sometime.

After finally getting through to the end of get out of class, she waited outside the teachers' lounge next to the auditorium for a long time, and finally blocked the physical education professor who came to eat.

"Have you eaten?"

He was still smiling and seemed to be in a good mood. He was even humming a song as he walked, a weird song, something like 'The little troll is so cute, cut the veins and cut the arteries'...

"Not yet, but I discovered something that I must tell you."

Hermione pulled him to a remote corner of the stairs, looked over to see if no one was passing by, and then whispered.

Su Ming smacked her lips. She shouldn't have anything going on recently. Did she tell Dumbledore about her discovery of Quirrell's mischief yesterday? No, then you are following Quirrell again?

"What's the matter? Tell me. Do you want that shotgun as a collection to commemorate the first time you killed a troll?"

As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and the cold weapon instantly appeared in front of the little girl.

The little girl's eyes suddenly turned into dead fish shapes, and she began to complain in her heart.

Who wants to collect firearms? ! There's no way you can go home with a shotgun, right? ! How should I forget that I killed a troll on Halloween when I was eleven years old? !

But she still stretched out her hand to push the weapon away, and turned her little head to the other side, as if she didn't even want to look at the shotgun again: "I found that all the Motra rat tumors in the Potions preparation room have been used up. Someone in the school He was seriously injured but did not go to the infirmary for formal treatment.”

"Oh? How did you know?"

Su Ming put away the gun and asked with interest. Little Hermione looked quite cute with her serious face.

"I studied all the potions courses before fourth grade by myself in advance. I knew that the tumor of Motla rat is an important raw material for preparing 'Motla Mouse Liquid', and this potion can be used to treat trauma and suppress pain. Without a large amount of blood loss, it is more effective than the 'blood replenishing potion'."

The tumor on the back of this mouse is in the shape of an anemone. The mouse itself is a 3X magical animal. It likes to eat bugs and human feet. It is not easy to collect the materials.

"So you think someone was injured, and then stole all the tumors and prepared the medicine, because the patient's injuries need to be kept secret, which means that the other person did something bad?"

Su Ming followed her train of thought and it seemed like she had some enlightenment.

Have you experienced some darkness and activated your detective talent?

Hermione nodded, with a look as if she was a thief: "I suspect it's Professor Snape, because he was limping when he came to teach us this morning!"

"It's not him." Deathstroke suppressed some of his smile and pressed his finger on the gap between the stone bricks on the wall: "If you think about it carefully, this medicine is used for trauma, but at the same time, there is no large amount of blood loss, and even a jar has been used up. Tumor, that can probably make 200 bottles of potion, right?"

"Absolutely." Hermione frowned, not sure why the professor was so sure it wasn't Snape.

"Then think about it, what kind of creature needs two hundred bottles of trauma potion without serious blood loss? In fact, the patient is not necessarily a human, which means that it has rough skin and thick flesh, and even a huge wound for a human is not suitable for a human being. It’s just a small opening.”

Su Ming induced her to think on her own.

"Troll? Dragon?" Hermione understood instantly, and then began to think of some big men.

"Trolls heal themselves by smearing swamp sludge, and raising dragons is prohibited by the Ministry of Magic. Well, Snape probably just suffered from hemorrhoids, so don't think about it. Well, aren't you curious about Quirrell? What are you playing? Let me give you a hint, 'Nico Flamel', consider this your homework, and now go eat."

After saying that, he put his hand on the back of Hermione's neck. In the blink of an eye, she felt her feet were empty, and then she found that she had entered the Great Hall, and the professor disappeared without a trace.

She stamped her foot angrily, but there was nothing she could do about the professor's mystery.

I can only turn my anger into appetite, plan to have a big meal, and then find this person named Nico in the afternoon.

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Su Ming stopped eating. Originally, he was just eating to enjoy the meal. At this time, he was preparing to go upstairs to do some 'good deeds'.

At this time, at the corner of the stairs, I happened to meet Snape coming up from the basement. Gryffindor and Slytherin's class was the second period in the morning. He had just finished torturing Harry, and he was walking very nervously at this time. Pull the wind and feel happy.

"Severus."

"Slade."

As they passed each other, they nodded and said hello coldly.

Su Ming found that Snape was indeed walking a little wrong after going up the stairs: "Why are you lame?"

The Potions Professor lifted up the corner of his robe a little and showed him his leather shoes: "I was in a hurry to go to teach the students in the morning, and the heel of my shoe was knocked off by the stairs. I will change it after dinner."

"Is that so? How was the fourth floor yesterday?" Deathstroke nodded, yes, besides hemorrhoids, there was another reason for this.

Snape suddenly became wary: "The fourth floor is fine. I'll take my leave first."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away, his black robe fluttering in the wind like a bat's wings. Su Ming knew that he was definitely going to complain to Lao Deng, saying that Professor Wilson was inquiring about the Philosopher's Stone.

Actually, the Philosopher's Stone is not Voldemort's Horcrux, nor can it really make people live forever for free. Su Ming's goal was not it from the beginning.

Since she wants to train little Hermione, the starting point must be one of the Horcruxes. After all, if she has no reputation, it will be difficult to recruit tool men.