I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 119 Miss Know-It-All and Her Three Useless Men
Miss Passionate understands Xiao Gao, and she is also wise. The road is not only blocked, but also has a fire-breathing dragon.

But this road was not very formal. The three of them managed to fight a bloody road and turned left at the end, but they heard dull footsteps.

Say... say... say...

Steady steps, firm and powerful.

In the horrified eyes of the four, a Lothric knight wearing bright silver armor and a scarlet cloak walked out of a small dark room.

The knight's sense of smell was obviously more sensitive than that of the living corpse. He rushed towards the four little ones with fast but steady steps, and slowly pulled out the straight Lothric sword that shone with a dazzling cold light from his waist.

Seeing that something was wrong, the three little boys ran away.

Only Hermione was more reliable, and hit the knight with a blow to pieces, but this spell did not cause any damage to the knight, not even a staggering movement.

Louis gloated and explained from the sidelines: "Oh, it's a knight in full armor. It seems that these people are in trouble. I mean, it's not a small trouble."

It has to be said that Draco ran very fast. He ran to the side of the small house at the fork in the road first, and waited for the other three with one hand leaning on the door frame, panting.

The three of Ron followed closely behind, and they didn't forget to tug Draco when they passed by: "Why don't you run, what are you waiting for!"

"No, no, don't run away." Draco gasped and pulled the two boys back: "Look, the knight stopped chasing him."

The three of them stopped and looked behind them. Sure enough, the knight stopped at the steps far away, paced back and forth, staring at them closely, but stopped chasing forward.

"Fake match! I'll report that knight's fake match!" Seamus yelled while watching the excitement, holding a glass of pumpkin juice.

At this time, Louis explained in a timely manner: "It seems that our knight players are quite sympathetic. I bet ten Galleons that it must be out of chivalry spirit not to hunt down women and children... Well, Hermione should be considered a brat, It’s not even incense and jade.”

Hermione gasped and shouted to the sky: "Louis! Enough is enough!"

"Please pay attention to this player, don't chat with the off-court commentator." Louis smiled heartily, needing a beating.

Hermione was out of breath and stretched out her foot to kick on the door frame, but because of too much force, she almost staggered herself.

She forced herself to calm down, looked at the knight who had turned and walked back, and tried hard to recall all the spells she had learned.

Generally speaking, people's brains are not clear when they are nervous, but Hermione is different. She has been calmer since she was a child when she was more flustered. Such a rush really made her come up with a good idea.

"Everyone come here, listen to me." Hermione beckoned the three of them to come over. Draco looked reluctant, but he still leaned over.

Although he still didn't like Hermione a little, he had to pinch his nose and admit that Hermione was smart.

In Van der Biao's words, Hermione's IQ is two catties more than Draco's.

"It will be like this in a while, let's go there together, Ma...Draco, you run faster, can you go and lure that knight out?" Hermione looked at Draco and asked. She originally wanted to call Malfoy, but she didn't want to. If you want someone to send it up, you have to get close.

Draco didn't correct her address, but frowned and asked, "Why me?"

"Because you are the fastest runner and the strongest among us." Hermione fooled Draco indiscriminately, and said nicely, "We can only hope for this kind of thing... ..."

Draco was fooled by the phrase "you are the strongest among us", and immediately said that there is no problem at all, just be the bait as the bait.

Louis blocked the voice to the world in the mirror this time, and said to the students alone with a smile: "See, students should also pay attention to this problem in life. A friend's mother once said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more beautiful she is." The more you will deceive people..."

"Professor, then Sister Worley must be very good at deceiving people!" I don't know which classmate shouted this sentence, but Louis didn't see who it was.

"Look at what you said, how willing is Walley to deceive me." Louis said with some confidence.

"Okay, okay, don't change the subject, let's continue to watch the players' movements... Oh, four of them went up, four of them went up."

With Hermione's brain, the group of four obviously had the head of a group of dragons. The fast-legged Draco led the knight out, and then used the obstacle spell to block the knight's footsteps. In the end, the knight was among the four. Under the siege, he fell to the ground unwillingly.

"We...we made it?" Draco asked, panting.

"It seems to be successful." Ron walked over and kicked the knight without any reaction at all.

Harry bared his teeth and smiled, looking heartless: "Good Hermione, you really deserve to be our think tank."

The students outside the venue complained after hearing this, she is obviously your brain...

"Okay, don't say more if it's not nutritious. If possible, I want to go to the back room." Hermione raised her eyebrows, pulled Harry away, and walked straight into the room.

But... she didn't go straight in. She obviously had some psychological shadows. When she reached the door, she poked her head inside and looked inside, but found nothing.

What she entered was not the room where the knight came out, but the second-floor hut at the back.

The room was clean, nothing was there except in a corner against the wall, there was a shining treasure chest.

"It's a treasure chest!" Ron's eyes lit up instantly. He squeezed between the three to see what was inside, but was grabbed by Hermione.

"Ronald! You can't think about it! Why are there no enemies next to this treasure chest!" Hermione growled at Ron.

Ron looked aggrieved, and muttered in a low voice: "How would I know, I just saw that treasure chest..."

Harry quickly changed the topic: "Hermione has some truths, but since you said that this treasure chest is wrong, what is wrong?"

"I don't know either. In this mirror world, we have to be careful in everything. Who knows what kind of things Louis will leave to trap us."

Hermione frowned and looked around but found nothing. She took out her wand, put on a defensive posture, entered the room and began to check bit by bit, trying to miss every detail.

They searched the walls, stairs, and even the wooden barrels beside them carefully, but found nothing unusual.

"I'll just say you're overthinking." Ron pouted and said, "Louis doesn't have so much time to design levels that torture us..."

Yes, Louis does not have time, but Hidetaka Miyazaki has time...

Hermione sighed and walked forward, looking at the unpretentious treasure chest in front of her, which was gleaming on the edge of her mouth, she bent down and wanted to open it.

At this time, she was still a little unnatural in her heart, and her intuition told her that it must not be so simple, so she couldn't help but concentrate on observing this treasure chest...

no problem?

Um?No, why is there such a long iron chain behind the treasure chest?

Hermione wanted to run, but it was too late. She only heard a hehe laughter, and then felt a huge force, and then her eyes went dark.

This stinks, too, was her first thought, and she was thrown out.

The students in the Room of Requirement saw Hermione being sucked in one mouthful, and couldn't help but let out "Oh!" in unison, just like when a football player kicks a single-handed ball into the air.

The sticky and smelly feeling from her head and hair made Hermione nauseous. Before she could get sick, she looked up in horror. The treasure chest had already stood up, with a thin body, slender limbs, and that big tongue. The heads of the treasure chests all had a strong psychological impact on her.

The other three reacted very quickly. As early as when Hermione was swallowed, Harry and Ron rushed forward to save her, but as soon as they ran to the treasure box monster, they found that Hermione had been dumped go out.

I didn't even think about my magic, just like seeing Hermione trapped by a troll in the original book.

Muscle magic, best magic.

The minds of the two of them are all about saving lives, it's a pity not to team up with Brother Chao.

At the critical moment, Draco was strong enough to block the monster's footsteps with obstacles.

"Oh, our two Gryffindor players really deserve the reputation of their house. Look, they are full of courage." Louis explained eccentrically from the sidelines: "I don't know that the fists of the two of them can get this treasure box monster How many Galleons in return, I think, such a gentle massage therapist is hard to find."

The three Gryffindors in the arena had no time to argue. Ron and Harry rushed to Hermione and asked her how she was feeling, completely oblivious to Draco being kicked out by the treasure chest monster like a lost dog.

Hermione pushed them, and roared like a lion: "Leave me alone! Go and help Draco fight!"

Only then did they realize that there was still a strong enemy to deal with.

The noble mages used kite tactics, and the four of them stood in the four corners of the room under Hermione's command—she had already seen through the low IQ of this treasure box monster, who would hurt him more, He would rush towards someone, so under her command, the treasure chest monster was exhausted, and finally fell to the ground while running back and forth.

Now, even Draco began to admire Hermione.

"I have to say, you are the smartest witch I have ever met besides my mother." Draco praised sincerely.

"Oh, thank you so much. If you don't mind, I hope the three of you are smarter." Hermione was not in the mood to listen to compliments at all. She turned her wand and pointed at herself and said to clean it up. That sick feeling.

After defeating the treasure chest monsters, I realized that the sticky saliva sticking to the hair after it dries is really disgusting.

Not to mention the stench from that saliva.

"I think without Hermione, the other three would have been out of the game." A certain audience outside the venue commented.

Not to mention the other three houses, even Slytherin is full of affirmation of Hermione's wisdom in his heart.

This woman should go to Ravenclaw, what Gryffindor...everyone was thinking.

And the corpse of the treasure box monster in the mirror world gradually turned into smoke and dispersed, leaving a glowing light cluster in place.

Louis commented outside the field: "Okay, it seems that the players have defeated the strong enemy and obtained random loot...Of course, I suggest that you get someone who is usually lucky to get it, after all, the loot is random. , you can't blame me if you're black..."

When talking about Black Hand, he somehow remembered the leader of the previous life called "Once Decadent".

This beast once fought ten battles in the group book, and it was passed down as a classic for a while. He has been called a black hand for more than ten years, and it can be seen how deep the resentment of the group members is.

"Go and touch, Hermione." Ron patted Hermione on the shoulder: "You deserve it, and none of us have any objections."

"The premise is that you have to find something good." Draco reminded.

Hermione rolled up his sleeves and walked over boldly and Gryffindor, reaching out to grab the light ball.

It was a golden ring, and beside it was a parchment label with small characters written all over it.

"Favorite ring," Hermione read the note on the side: "Everyone sings of the 'naturally beautiful' goddess Fina's favor ring."

"The favor of the goddess is like a flying butterfly, which is unpredictable. After wearing it, it can improve the wearer's endurance, strength and magic power."

This is too European, Louis murmured in his heart, it is not such a useless ghost like the deep battle axe...

"Wow! Hermione! You're amazing!" Ron hurriedly took the gold ring that belonged to him, and put it on his finger impatiently.

Although the gold rings look golden, they are not gaudy. On the rings of the three of Ron, there is a golden lion engraved on them, and on Draco's ring is still a snake...

They have the style of their respective schools.

"The next one must be touched by me." Draco said optimistically: "Believe in my hand, I will definitely be able to touch something that will satisfy everyone!"

"I'm very satisfied with this favor ring, even if you touch something useless, I won't feel any disappointment." Harry said contentedly, and Ron also nodded in agreement. Against Draco's words.

"Oh, it seems that Hermione Granger's luck is really good. You must know that this ring is a very rare item." Louis also explained to everyone outside the court: "I suggest that if you go to the mirror world in the future If so, you must pray to Hermione in your heart before touching the light ball."

What a koi girl.

Resting on the spot for a while, playing with the rings on their hands for a while, the four of them got up again, ready to continue exploring.

The four people's hearts are full of longing, thinking about what good things will be waiting for them next.

But what they didn't realize was that there were more dangerous monsters waiting for their challenges...

(End of this chapter)