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Chapter 62 The Traveler Feng Yueyue
Hit the young ones first, then the old ones, this is the course of action that Wu Ming formulated for himself.

With such thoughts, Wu Ming eats more deliciously, and feels that life is full of motivation again.

After wolfing down and eating and drinking, more than half an hour passed.

At this time, almost one-third of the students in the hall had left, and Hermione and Ron were among them.

"Professor Wu Ming, long time no see."

Professor Quirrell was wearing a new turban, and after seeing Wu Ming finished eating, he seemed to see a fellow worker, and invited: "I have collected a few new turbans, but no one appreciates them. Professor Wu Ming, do you have any?" Interested, come with me to appreciate it?"

Snapped.
The spoon in his hand was violently still on the dinner plate, making a crisp sound.

Wu Ming looked up, and Professor Quirrell in front of him pushed away the chair and walked towards the passage: "Let that damn turban go to hell."

Pushing away the chair, he left gracefully, leaving only the dumbfounded Professor Quirrell.

Along the way, pass through several corridors, ignoring several ghosts wandering past.

With firm steps, Wu Ming headed towards the Gryffindor common room on the eighth floor.

"Password." On the door of the Gryffindor lounge, there was a portrait of the fat lady, who raised eyebrows at Wu Ming who was walking.

Different from the two stone statues in front of the principal's office, which have combat power.

The portrait of the fat lady here is only responsible for accepting the password to open the door, and has no combat power in itself.

"Dragon slag!"

After saying the entry password, the fat lady tilted her head and thought for a moment, then slowly opened the door.

Wu Ming looked at it with great interest. In the portrait of the fat lady, there was an eternal magic cast.In the end, it was discovered that the fat lady in the portrait was the door lock. Without the affirmation of the other party, she would never be able to enter the lounge.

Of course, the inability to get in here just refers to normal means.

If it is forced to enter, a simple blasting spell can blow away the blocking of the portrait, and the fat lady has no power to fight back.

"What happened to Hermione today, she was absent-minded at dinner!"

"Who knows, I always thought she was mysterious, don't you think, Harry?"

"One thing, although the three of us are best friends, I always don't know what Hermione is thinking."

Following the opening of the door, Harry and Ron's conversation could be heard in my ear.

Hearing these conversations, Wu Ming smiled nonchalantly, and walked into the Gryffindor lounge.

Gryffindor's common room is a large and cozy room with many sofas around the fireplace.

Harry and Ron were holding a box of snacks at the moment, and their mouths were full of crumbs.

"Professor, why are you here?"

"Cough, cough, cough, I'm choking, give me water!"

Seeing Wu Ming coming, Harry exclaimed, and Ron choked even more.

Seeing the two people in a hurry, Wu Ming waved his hands with a smile, and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm here to find Hermione, take your time."

Hearing that he was not looking for him, Ron took a few sips of water and finally swallowed the food.

On the other side, Harry stood up from the sofa, looked at Wu Ming who walked up to the second floor, and asked, "Professor, have you heard of the Philosopher's Stone?"

With a slight pause in his footsteps, Wu Ming, who was standing on the stairs, slowly turned his head to look at Harry.

Under his gaze, Harry lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at Wu Ming.

After a while, Wu Ming raised his footsteps again, and only two words were passed: "Yes."

After getting an affirmative answer, Harry wanted to speak, but Wu Ming had already knocked on Hermione's room.

In the Gryffindor lounge, men are on the left, women are on the right, and dozens of rooms are lined up.

Hermione's room was just next to the upstairs corridor, and her name was written on the door plate.

dong dong dong.
"Harry, I'm very tired today. I'll talk about it tomorrow. If it's about homework, go to the prefect in the next room and he'll tell you."

Hermione in the room thought it was Harry, her tone was full of helplessness.

Wu Ming frowned slightly after hearing the sound, and continued to knock on the door a few times.

crunch
Hearing the constant knocking on the door, Hermione opened the door in desperation.

The next second, Hermione, who had just opened the door, narrowed her eyes slightly, and her breathing became a little heavier.

"Professor, why are you here?" Hermione's eyes flashed with panic, and her tone was a little broken.

"Why, don't you welcome me?"

Wu Ming looked at Hermione who was blocking the door, and said in a very low voice, "I'm here with the Philosopher's Stone, I think you'll be interested!"

"Magic, the Sorcerer's Stone"

Hearing the name of the Sorcerer's Stone, Hermione looked down, and the two Ron and Ron who were looking down looked like they were about to cry.

Seeing the expression on Hermione's face, Wu Ming shook his head speechlessly.

In comparison, Dumbledore's maturity and prudence, and everyone's demeanor with his hands and feet raised.Hermione, a transmigrator who couldn't move at every turn and was about to be scared to cry, was just like a child, and she was too hopeless.

"Let me go in, we have a lot to talk about, and you will also have a lot of questions to ask me." Wu Ming gently pushed the door open, and strode in regardless of Hermione's hesitation. In the bedroom.

The dormitory does not occupy a large area. Besides their respective desks, there are also four small beds.

Wu Ming looked along the bedside and found that the other three girls hadn't come back yet. This was just the right time.

"What's your name?" Wu Ming picked up a book from the desk, and asked Hermione without looking back.

"Hermione Granger!"

"No, why would you call Hermione Granger!"

Hermione replied, and Wu Ming denied it very positively.

Hearing what Wu Ming said, Hermione's eyes flashed with panic, and she hesitated and said, "Professor, this is a dormitory for girls. According to the rules, you are not allowed to come in."

"yes!"

Wu Ming picked up the book in his hand, turned to the last page, and handed it to Hermione.

Hermione looked down at the book, and found that on the last page, there was just a line of small characters written, signed by the Half-Blood Prince.

"This is the book of the Half-Blood Prince. It was placed in the Potions class, in the old bookcase on the right side of the room. If you need a little reminder, I can tell you without reservation, the Half-Blood Prince is the professor of Potions, our dear Mr. Snape! And this Encyclopedia of Potions is Snape's favorite. I don't think you told its owner when you stole it?"

Wu Ming looked into Hermione's eyes, tapped her nose lightly, and said with a smile: "Dear time traveler, please tell me now, what's your name?"

"Feng Yueyue"

"from where?"

"Shanghai."

"which year?"

"2012. Woohoo, you bullied people."

Halfway through the conversation, Hermione began to cry, and Wu Ming was dumbfounded.

Wu Ming was obviously taken aback, touched his chin, and asked hesitantly, "How old were you when you crossed?"

"14 years old."

"That's right, crying at every turn, who can do such a thing, my lord!
Wu Ming sighed, and the young traveler Feng Yueyue on the opposite side cried even louder after hearing the sound. "

(End of this chapter)