Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

Rainy days.

Harry splashed water and went through the vegetable field to Herbology. The magic robes were blown in the wind and the raindrops hit the roof of the greenhouse like hail. It was almost impossible to hear Professor Sprout. What are you talking about.

In the afternoon, the magical creature protection class was transferred from the outdoors to an empty classroom on the first floor. During lunch, Angelina told the team members that Quiddich ball training had been cancelled, which made everyone relieved.

"Just right,"

Harry whispered: "Because we found the first meeting of the defense team, at eight o'clock tonight, on the eighth floor, Troll Barnabas the Barmy Opposite tapestry, can you inform Katie and Arya?"

She seemed a little surprised, but promised to inform others.

Harry continued to voraciously eat his sausage and mashed potatoes.

When he lifts the head to drink pumpkin juice, he finds Hermione is looking at him.

"What's the matter?" he asked vaguely.

"Well...Dobby's plan is not always that safe. Don't you remember that he caused you to lose all the bones in your arm?"

Hermione has many worries Reason, the most important thing is that he told Jon about this matter, but he has not received a response yet.

No response from generally speaking indicates that the feasibility is high, but she is still a little worried.

"This room is not just Dobby's whim, Dumbledore also knows that he mentioned it to me at the Christmas ball."

Hermione's face cleared.

"Dumbledore told you?"

"By the way." Harry shrugged, it was actually what he heard when Dumbledore was talking to Karkaroff.

"Oh, that's good." Hermione said briskly, without further objections.

They split up with Ron to find the person who signed at Hog's Head to inform the evening meeting.

Harry was a little disappointed because Ginny found Cho Chang and her friend before him.

But at the end of dinner, he was sure that the 25 people who went to Hog's Head last time had received the news.

At half past seven, Harry, Ron, and Hermione left the common room of Gryffindor. Harry was holding an old parchment in his hand.

Although Fifth Year students can stay in the corridor until nine o'clock, when their three people walked to the eighth floor, they were still nervously looking around.

"Wait." Harry warned on the top of the stairs. He unfolded Marauder's Map. The magic of this map seems to have been reinforced, and it has become more effective recently (Jon used Helga's earth magic to reinforce Marauder's Map), tapped it with wand, and said softly: "I am solemn Swear I harboring malicious intentions."

A Hogwarts map appeared on the blank parchment, and the moving black dots were marked with names, showing the location of each person.

"Filch is on the third floor," Harry raised Marauder's Map to his eyes and looked carefully. "Mrs. Norris is on the fifth floor."

"Where is Umbridge?" Hermione asked worriedly .

"In her office." Harry pointed to her position and said, "Okay, let's go."

They quickly walked across the corridor to the place Dobby described, namely In front of the huge tapestry where Barnabas is trying to teach Troll to dance ballet, there is a white wall opposite.

"Here," Harry whispered. A moth-eaten Troll stopped beating the ballet teacher and turned to stare at them. "Dobby said he would walk through this wall three times. Concentrated one's mind thinks we need What."

They did the same, walked to the window at one end of the white wall, turned back, and turned back at the tall vase at the other end.

Ron squinted his eyes and concentrated his thoughts, Hermione muttered incantations in a low voice, Harry clenched his fists and looked forward.

We need a place to learn to fight.

He thought, give us a place to practice...not to be found...

"Harry."

When they turned around for the third time, Hermione Suddenly stopped him.

Because a very smooth door appeared on the wall.

Ron stared at it, alert, but Harry took the brass handle, opened the door, and took the lead into a spacious room with a torch lit, like an underground classroom.

Beside the wall is a sliding wooden bookshelf. There are no chairs on the ground, but there are large satin cushions. On the shelf at the other end of the room were sight glasses, secret detectors and other instruments, as well as a large Monster Revealing Mirror with a crack on one side. Harry was sure it was the one hanging in Fake Moody's office last year.

"These...useful when practicing Stunning Spell."

Ron kicked the cushion with his foot and said excitedly.

"Look at these books!" Hermione excitedly stroked the spine of the rows of thick sheepskin-faced books,

""A Compendium of Common Curses and Their Counter-Actions"... …

"The Dark Arts Outsmarted"......

"Self-Defensive Spellwork"......"

She looked back at Harry, her face glowing, Harry saw these hundreds of books finally convinced Hermione that their actions were right,

"Harry, it's great, we have everything we want."

She immediately Pulled out "Jinxes for the Jinxed" from the bookshelf, sat on the nearest mat and read it.

There was a soft knock on the door, and Harry turned around to see that Ginny, Neville, Parvati, and Dean arrived.

"Wow," Dean looked around all around, exclaiming, "Where is this?"

Harry began to explain, but before he could finish, someone came in again. He Had to start from the beginning.

At eight o'clock, there are people sitting on every mat. Harry walked to the door, turned the key on the lock, made a satisfying click, and everyone calmed down and looked at him.

Hermione carefully marked the pages of "Jinxes for the Jinxed" and put the book aside.

"Um..."

Harry was a little nervous, "This is the practice place we found. Everyone—obviously thinks it's not bad—"

" It's wonderful!" Qiu said, and a few people echoed quietly.

"It's weird," Fred de frowned and looked all around, "We avoided Filch here, George, do you remember? But that time it was just a broom cabinet..."

"Hey, Harry, what is this?" Dean asked from the back row, pointing to the sight glass and Monster Revealing Mirror.

"Dark Detector," Harry walked over between the mats, "They are generally used to show whether there is a dark wizard or enemy activity nearby, but don't rely too much on these instruments, they may be deceived..."

He looked into the cracked Monster Revealing Mirror for a while, and there was a faint silhouette moving, but he couldn't really see it.

He ignored it again.

"Well, I've been thinking about what we should do first—uh—" He found a hand raised up, "What's the matter, Hermione?"

"I think , We should choose a leader first."

Hermione said, she started the experiment again, anyway, it didn't take much effort, it was just a word.

"Harry is the leader."

Qiu said right away, looking at her eyes as if Hermione was crazy.

Harry's heart jumped again.

"Yes, but I think we should formally elect," Hermione said calmly, "This can be formally authorized to him. So-who thinks Harry should be our leader?"

Everyone raised their hands, even Zacharias Smith raised their hands, even though they barely managed to.

"Ah. Thanks," Harry felt a fever on his face, "and...what else, Hermione?"

"I still think we should have a name," she said clearly Said, with her hands still in the air, "This can promote unity and strengthen the collective spirit, right?"

"Can it be called the'Anti-Umbridge Alliance'?" Angelina asked expectantly.

"Or called the'Ministry of Magic is a fool' group?" Fred De proposed.

"I think," Hermione said, frowning at Fred, "It's better that the name doesn't make it clear what we do, so that we can refer to it safely outside."