days at Hogwarts

Chapter 148 Undercurrent
Hermione looked at the little dolphin, then at Loren, her little face was full of grievances, as if one person and one dolphin were united to bully her.

Loren felt that if he continued to laugh, he would definitely be beaten, so he quickly suppressed his smile, and comforted him solemnly: "It may be the little dolphin I fed first, and it is familiar with my smell."

Without waiting for Hermione to think carefully about this flawed consolation, Loren took the initiative to stand beside Hermione, took her hand, and fed a shovelful of ice cubes to the dolphins.

The little dolphin swallowed directly this time, spraying satisfied water vapor from its air holes, wagging its tail and bobbing up and down on the water surface.

Looking at the little dolphin, Loren felt a familiar and friendly feeling in his heart, as if he could feel the dolphin's emotions.He took Hermione's hand, slowly approached the dolphin's kiss, and then gently rubbed against it.

The wet and cold touch spread from the palm to the bottom of the heart, Hermione's eyes were wide open, and her hands and feet were so stiff that she dared not use force.

The little dolphin took the initiative to rub Hermione's little hand again, and let out a "acridine" sound that represented happiness, with a long and ethereal sound.Wonderful life, the pure heart of the elves in the sea conveys their beautiful emotions.

"It, it...me!" Hermione couldn't hold back her excited smile, pointing her finger at the little dolphin trembling with excitement.

The two and the dolphin started playing in this way. The little dolphin followed their hands in circles, turning over and splashing water, and burst into laughter, which aroused the envy of other children and parents.

The Grangers and Bates stood not far away, watching the two children play with the dolphins with genuine joy.

The keeper is a gentle woman with blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail and an aquarium hat.

She praised: "There are very few children who can get so close to dolphins, even closer than our breeders. Both children have pure hearts."

"Thank you for your compliment." The Grangers said politely.

"Oh! You are a staff member of the aquarium!" Bates suddenly became excited. "We want to ask if there is any suggestion about the yacht. We want to take a trip at sea."

"If you're going to sea..."

The breeder took them to the auditorium, and several people began to exchange experiences of going to sea.

In the blind spot of their line of sight, the little dolphin suddenly spit a jet of water towards the faces of Loren and Hermione.

The two were dumbfounded and froze in place.

Feeling the emotions of the dolphin, Loren watched it twist its body and flick its tail excitedly, as if inviting them to play together, and said hesitantly:
"It seems to think this is a game?"

Another jet of water flew over and drenched Loren's face. Although it was sprayed from the dolphin's mouth, it was very clean and had no peculiar smell, but Loren felt that it was clearly insulting him.

Unable to bear it any longer, Loren's palms were formed into a spoon shape, and a wave of water was poured on the little dolphin, which made the little dolphin even more excited.

Loren and the dolphins were back and forth having a water fight, and Hermione soon joined in, splashing louder than laughing.

Hermione turned her head sideways, facing the back to avoid the splash of water, preventing the water from splashing into her eyes and fascinating her eyes. A hand in front of her kept shaking the water surface, and the splash of water flew around regardless of direction.

Loren felt waves of water hitting his face. He looked at the little dolphin, and then at Hermione who was paddling excitedly with her head buried. It was hard to believe that Hermione wasn't taking revenge on him.

……

The smile on Hermione's face didn't fade until she walked out of the aquarium.

Hermione asked: "Why is my Patronus a dolphin, but I feel closer to dolphins?"

Loren looked left and right at the scene on the street, and said casually, "Could it be that you misread, in fact, your patron saint is the white whale."

"Only an idiot like you would admit it!"

"Bounce back."

Hermione: ? ? ?
Loren said seriously: "Idiot, rebound, so you are an idiot."

Hermione rolled her eyes: "Childish."

"Bounce back."

……

The adults followed behind, talking about the topics of adults:

"Did anyone notice that their clothes dried in one go?"

"It's summer, so it's not surprising."

"No one will notice the two children."

"Magic is so convenient."

……

Little Huijin District, No. 5, Privet Drive.

Harry held a crystal ball in his hand, his brows were tightly knit together, and his eyes were fixed on it.

The crystal ball was about the size of his head, and the gray-green mist was gradually covering the entire crystal ball, making it look a bit dark.

"Come here today." Sirius next to him handed over a bar of chocolate.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, took the chocolate, skillfully tore open the package, put it in his mouth, and murmured indistinctly, "Is this the only way to practice Occlumency? It's too boring."

Black avoided Harry's sight, looked to the side, and said guiltily: "The color of the crystal ball can reflect your emotions. Once you block the induction of the crystal ball, it will prove that you have learned Occlumency."

It's just that when he was learning Occlumency, someone would use Legilimency to cooperate with him, allowing him to feel the process of his mind being spied on.When you can detect changes in your brain, you learn much faster.

But he didn't know how to Legilimency, so he could only let Harry practice in front of the crystal ball, while he explained some theoretical knowledge and occasionally gave demonstrations.

Harry swallowed the melted chocolate and cheered up: "It's been a month since I've been staring at the crystal ball all day, and I don't think it's helping me at all."

When practicing every day, I watched the crystal ball gradually turn from orange-red, which represents positive emotions, to peaceful blue, and finally to negative gray-green.

After a while he would turn crimson, which represented anger, which meant that Harry was about to throw the crystal ball, and he was already familiar with the whole process after a month.

"Occlumency is a very profound magic, and it is very slow to learn." Black said seriously.

Harry pretended he didn't hear this, put his chin on one hand, looked at the clear and transparent crystal ball, and asked casually: "Tell me, why did Principal Dumbledore insist that I learn Occlumency? "

Blake was tinkering with the coffee machine on the countertop, and the video on the TV said that chocolate calms and makes people happy, and it's caffeine that works.

Caffeine can make people happy, and there is a lot of caffeine in coffee. Blake concluded that coffee is a Muggle euphoria without the side effects of euphoria.

Encouraged by infomercials, Blake quickly bought a coffee machine and tried to make a Muggle euphoria.

Harry persuaded him a few times, but found that Black was in high spirits, and he didn't listen to the persuasion at all, and finally let it go.It seemed obvious to him that Sirius was playing with machines rather than trying to make coffee.

This happened many times in a month, including trying to modify the lawn mower so that it can fly to shovel other people's hair; modify the chainsaw so that it can fly and chase people.

Compared with these things, the ten-year-old flying motorcycle parked in the warehouse turned out to be the most normal thing.

"For your protection, of course. Occlumency protects against Legilimency, preventing others from prying into your thoughts and emotions, and it also protects against Insanity and Veritaserum. These are common methods among Death Eaters. ' Blake replied.

Harry took a look and then looked away: "But, didn't you object to me learning Occlumency before?"

"I just think this kind of magic is risky," Black pressed the valve lever, "Many little wizards from pure-blood families will be taught Occlumency before they graduate, like the kid from the Malfoy family, he will definitely be taught Occlumency before he graduates." study."

Harry imagined the scene where Malfoy was holding the crystal ball in a daze, Harry nodded, Malfoy would definitely break many crystal balls.

"Occlumency makes people hide and close their hearts. If little wizards don't grasp it well, they will cut off the connection with other people, become withdrawn and paranoid. It's like black magic, which makes people lost."

"I have a cousin who is very gifted. Not long after learning Occlumency, she learned Legilimency together. And my younger brother Regulus, they all became Death Eaters in the end."

The tan coffee liquid slowly flowed out from the outlet and fell into the cup below, the gurgling sound was calm, and Black's words were without a trace of emotion.

But the fact that a person who is very emotional himself shows such a state just proves that he is very concerned about this matter.

Harry lowered his voice: "Then do I still have to learn?"

"Dumbledore specially asked you to learn. There must be a reason for him. He never does superfluous things." Black took a sip of coffee, the bitter taste distorted his entire face.

"Yue!" He put the cup on the table and asked with a bitter face, "Is this a Muggle euphoria?"

Harry felt that this was the Sirius he was familiar with, and he pointed to the game controller in front of the TV: "That's the euphoria."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

……

"George! Fred!"

Mrs. Weasley's loud roar spread from the first floor to the third floor, to George and Fred's bedroom, "If you don't come down to help, someone will be in trouble!"

dong dong dong, dong dong dong!
There was a rush of downstairs, and George and Fred hurried to the kitchen and began to gather potatoes, cut bread, and help Molly make the family's breakfast.

Ron and Ginny were still young, so they didn't need to help in the kitchen, they stayed outside and waited quietly.

After working for half an hour, a rich breakfast was placed on the dining table, and Percy came down from the bedroom slowly.

While his mother was still finishing up in the kitchen, Fred yelled, "Oh, look who's willing to come downstairs at last?"

"Guess what the prefect is doing in the house?" George touched Fred on the shoulder.

The two shouted together: "Wipe the badge of the prefect!"

Then the two laughed together, Ginny and Ron also had faint smiles on their faces.Percy glanced at the twins out of the corner of his eye, not bothering at all, and could tell he was in a good mood.

Dad hasn't come back yet, mom is still in the kitchen, and the brothers and sisters started whispering.

Ron complained: "I wrote several letters to Harry, but I didn't receive a single reply. Is there something wrong with Errol?"

Errol was their family's owl. He was very old and tired of delivering letters. Ron suspected that Errol was too old to deliver letters. He was confused.

He turned to look at Percy: "Percy, can you lend me your Hermes?"

"I still need to use it myself, so I can't lend it to you." Percy shook his head and refused, then stared at the bread on the table in a daze, his eyes unfocused, staring blankly, motionless like a doll.

Percy must be hiding something from us, the twins looked at each other suspiciously.

"I have to invite Harry as a guest. If this continues, Harry will think I missed the appointment." Ron grumbled and complained.

"But last time we used Errol to write to Lee Jordan, we got a quick reply."

"Errol is not old and confused yet." The twins said one by one.

Ron's eyes widened: "That's what's wrong with Harry! Will he be locked up by his uncle and aunt?"

The twins get excited:
"We have to go and save him."

"Save the savior!"

Before Ron could respond, Molly came out of the kitchen, and the two brothers looked at each other, stopped, and shut their mouths wisely.

Molly put the mashed potatoes on the table and asked, "Has your father not come back yet?"

The brothers shook their heads together.

At this moment, the door slammed.

"Back!" said George. "Daddy's back."

Mr. Weasley hung his hat and coat on the hook on the right hand side of the door, dragged his tired body and sat at the head of the long table, panting.

Mrs. Weasley hurriedly poured him a cup of tea at the right temperature.

Arthur took a sip of tea and breathed a sigh of relief: "Today I went to Knockturn Alley to check some shops. I could have come back earlier today, but something happened."

"What's the matter?" asked Fred eagerly.

The children also stretched their necks, waiting to hear the story that happened that night.

"The boy from the Crabbe family, I remember his name is Vincent Crabbe, and he was in the same grade as Ron. He was caught by a werewolf and taken to Knockturn Alley. It took a lot of Aurors to rescue him. We happened to catch up with him when we checked gone."

"Werewolf!" Ginny opened her small mouth and screamed, with a little panic on her expression.

"Werewolves!" Apart from Percy, the other brothers opened their mouths and screamed, their voices full of excitement.

"Did Crabbe get bitten?"

"Is he going to be a werewolf too?"

"Slytherin little werewolf wizard!"

"This is so cool!"

Molly slapped the table angrily after hearing a series of words: "It's shameful, how can you say that about your classmate, even if he is from Slytherin, you shouldn't say these things! If Professor McGonagall or Headmaster Dumbledore Here, they would be ashamed of students like you."

Seeing that she was inclined to continue educating the children, Arthur blinked and interrupted aloud: "The interesting thing is that the kid has no injuries at all, and Moody even suspects that he is the werewolf he provoked."

"Oh!" The brothers and sisters opened their mouths in surprise, but because of Mo Li's majesty, they didn't say much.

"This, it's only the first grade, his parents—" Molly sighed. Old Crabbe was one of the famous Death Eaters back then, and she didn't want to say this in front of her children.

"The Ministry of Magic will take care of it, let's eat."

The family began to enjoy breakfast, and it didn't take long for the Weasleys' house in the Burrow to resume their usual bustle.

(End of this chapter)