days at Hogwarts

Chapter 100 Eat breakfast well

Watching Professor McGonagall go out, Dumbledore sat quietly in the chair, feeling the silence of the office.

The portrait is sleeping, Fox is sleeping, and Nagini is sleeping. This thousand-year-old castle has just ended a drama and is gradually falling asleep.And he hasn't slept peacefully for many years, and this office has been deserted for 47 years.

Voldemort must be resurrected, and he must be.Harry's scar has already explained many things. James and Lily have bought the peace now, and their only child can no longer be traded for peace with his life.

When turmoil comes, Hogwarts will become the safest shelter.It is true that external forces cannot be allowed to intervene, whether it is the Ministry of Magic or the school board.

Ten years have passed since the bright and stable days, but in just ten years, some people have forgotten those days.

Why, why those people have a worse memory than an old man like him.

There is still so much to do this term, for the children, for a better tomorrow, and for the greater good.

It's time for Severus to hustle, Quirrell to get into character.

A cold light flashed through the crescent-shaped lens, faintly revealing the waves of the old wizard for nearly a hundred years.

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Farewell to Hermione, Loren, Harry and Ron tiptoed into the bedroom.

Neville's snoring echoed as usual, and the agitated hearts of the three of them calmed down under such echoing snoring.

Loren didn't enter the fantasy book, he was thinking about how to make the next magic suitcase.

Cooling down, special materials...

All kinds of thoughts accompanied by snoring brought Loren into a dream.

The next day, several people got up a little late.

The sky was still gloomy, and it seemed that a heavy rain was brewing, but it didn't fall for a long time.There is a little cool water vapor in the air.

The little wizards on weekends have their own affairs to be busy, busy with homework, busy with falling in love, busy trying to throw the big dung in Professor Quirrell's scarf.

When Loren and the others rushed to the restaurant for breakfast, there was no one on the table, and there was not much food left.

But Hermione was still there, she was dressed as if she was going to class, and she didn't usually do her hair on weekends.

"Good morning, Hermione." Loren greeted and began to choose today's breakfast.

"Good morning." Hermione's voice was weak, and she had already taken food from the plate in front of her, but she didn't move much.

When she was with Loren last night, she was glad that she didn't have to be fired.But later, she went back to the dormitory to be alone, lying on the bed, and her mind kept reminding her that she had lied to Professor McGonagall, and that she would be punished today.

Hermione dreamed that Professor McGonagall said she was disappointed in her, and she was ashamed of Professor McGonagall's teaching.

Harry and Ron had already made some ice-cold breakfasts, which they ate without hesitation.Last night, they had done a lot, walked a lot, and their bellies and stomachs were clamoring to swallow a whole cow.

There were only three or four slices of ham left in the whole plate, not enough to cover the bread slices. Loren looked around.

"Do you want ham?" Loren put the plate of ham between him and Hermione.

Hermione felt Loren's care, and a feeling of warmth flowed through her heart.But she didn't have any appetite, so she shook her head to signal that she didn't need it.

"Great, I don't have enough to eat." Loren exclaimed in surprise, he also snatched the ham slices from Hermione's plate and spread them with bread slices.

"You!" Hermione was anxious, she actually thought that Loren was caring about her.

"Do you want a croissant?" Loren asked again with two croissants in between.

This trick again, if he said no, he would take away his croissant.

Hermione didn't really want to eat it, but she didn't want Loren to get it either.

"Yes!" the little witch said angrily.

"That's all for you." Loren neatly put the bread on the plate in front of Hermione.

The hard crust on the surface of the bread collided with the porcelain plate, making a crisp sound.

Only then did Hermione realize that the case of the croissant was hard when it was cold and it was not tasty, so Loren asked him if he wanted it.

"Loren!" Hermione was annoyed and funny, why does this person have so many thoughts even after breakfast.

Angrily, she snatched Loren's ham sandwich, stuffed it into her mouth and bit it.

Biting the sandwich, he poured all the croissants into Loren's dinner plate, "Huh, I'll give you all."

The little witch was biting something in her mouth, and she couldn't speak clearly. She said "eat" instead of "huh", which sounded a bit coquettish.

To teach this cunning, teasing guy a lesson, Hermione found the sandwich she snatched delicious.

With a croissant in each hand, Loren made a "bang bang" sound, staring at Hermione with aggrieved eyes, and the sandwich on her mouth.

Hermione felt that the sandwich was more delicious, and turned her head away, enjoying her breakfast in a good mood.

"Ah~" Loren sighed, what can he do when he meets a bully.

He poured out a cup of hot milk and added a few spoonfuls of honey to it.The croissant is dipped in sweet milk, and the aroma of wheat slides into the stomach along with the aroma of milk, and you can also enjoy breakfast.

After breakfast in a hurry, the four of them slowly went up to the second floor, ready to be tortured.

If it weren't for the sandwich just now, Hermione felt that her hands and feet would be cold and weak now.But a full stomach is always acceptable, and it may not be a good day to start.

"Guess how many points Professor McGonagall will deduct from us?" Ron said bitterly.

"If you guessed right, can all the deducted points be attributed to you?" Loren was licking his teeth. It seemed that he didn't rinse his mouth clean just now, and it was all the fault of the croissant.

Seeing Loren winking, Hermione slapped him on the arm to make this man stop.

Loren gritted her teeth, it wasn't just the croissants, it was Hermione's fault too.

"Is that okay? I want to put the deduction on you too." Harry looked at Ron, his eyes sparkling, and he was very interested in Loren's proposal.

This time the four of them deducted points together, and Gryffindor would definitely drop to the last place. Thinking of so many guilt-ridden scrutiny, Harry felt that he couldn't bear it.

"Hey—" Ron was about to refute this extremely exaggerated suggestion when he remembered the letter again.The incident appears to have indeed been caused by him.

Just resist, anyway, the Weasleys are good at deducting points, it's just that some prefects are good at deducting others' points, and some Weasleys are good at deducting points for themselves.

Ron lowered his head guiltily, "Guess, guess. If you guess right, you can rely on me."

"20 points each." Harry immediately guessed a number.

There is a precedent for this. Before someone was caught traveling at night, it was 20 points.

"30 points each." Hermione guessed a number in a low voice. Although this was not very friendly to Ron, if he could be less watched and discussed in the library, Ron would not be wronged.

She felt that they should deduct more points than usual for their group night tour.

The three turned their gazes to Loren, wondering how he would guess.

"No more than 100 points." Loren smiled mysteriously and spit out the answer.

"Go to hell!" Ron ignored him, wanting to teach this shameless guy a lesson.

Of course it doesn't exceed 100 points. Everyone knows that it will definitely not exceed 100 points. Gryffindor's current score is only in the early 400s. Could it be that Professor McGonagall will deduct it all at once?

Throwing away the dignified atmosphere at the beginning, a few people were laughing and joking, chasing after each other to the second floor, Professor McGonagall's office.

　By the way, have a good breakfast

　　
　
(End of this chapter)