Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

Time is passing fast again.

Snowflakes danced outside the window again, beating the icy window lattice.

Christmas is coming soon.

Hagrid alone has moved the twelve Christmas trees that are indispensable every year in the auditorium;

The stair railings are wrapped in holly and metal foil, and the guards’ armor and helmets flicker. With the ever-bright candles, large bunches of mistletoe hung at every other segment in the corridor.

Every time students walk through the corridor, there are always piles of girls gathering under the mistletoe, causing traffic jams.

Fortunately, Harry and the others are always able to find a way that is not so congested. It is not too difficult for them to get around those congested places.

This kind of detour used to make Ron feel jealous rather than happy, but now he is just laughed heartily.

Although Harry thinks this new Ron of hehe haha ​​is much better than the depressed and combative Ron of previous weeks, this change is also costly.

First of all, Harry had to see Lavender ·Brown often, this girl seemed to waste every moment not kissing Ron;

Secondly, Harry became two again A good friend of people who seem to never talk to each other.

Ron's hands and arms still carry the scar left by Hermione's little oriole attack. He has a tone of self-defense and resentment.

"She has nothing to complain about," he said to Harry, "She kissed Krum, and it turned out that some people wanted to kiss me. A free country, I did nothing wrong."

Harry did not answer, pretending to concentrate on reading the book "The Fifth Element: Exploration" to be finished by Charms tomorrow morning.

Although he decided to continue to be a friend of these two people, he keeps his mouth shut many times now.

"I never promised Hermione anything anyway," Ron mumbled said, "If I go to the Slughorn Christmas party with her, she never said...just a friend...I am Freeman..."

Harry turned the page of "The Fifth Element: Exploration" and knew Ron was looking at him.

Ron's voice lowered, barely audible in the fire crackling, but Harry seemed to hear "Krum" and "Nothing to complain about" again.

Hermione's timetable is too full, and Harry will not be able to speak to her seriously until the evening, anyway at this time Ron was so tightly bound by Lavender that he didn't care what Harry was doing.

As long as Ron is there, Hermione will not sit in the common room, so Harry usually goes to the library to find her, which means the conversation has to be conducted quietly.

"He can kiss whoever he loves," Hermione said, and the librarian Madam Pince was patrolling the bookshelves behind: "I don't care."

She held up the quill pen and placed a spot on the letter fiercely that she was writing, only to poke a hole in the parchment.

Harry didn’t say a word. He felt that his voice was going to be lost when he didn’t use it, but he still didn’t know what to say. He didn’t even understand what Hermione was doing. He didn’t know what she was up to. .

He buried his head a little bit lower, and continued to make notes on the "immortality medicine" section of "Advanced Potion-Making", sometimes stopping to identify Prince's views on Lipasiu. A useful addition to Pollachiga.

"By the way," Hermione said after a while, "You have to be careful."

"Tell you one last time," Harry said quietly. It was the first time he spoke after forty 5 points of boredom, and his voice was a little dumb: "I won't return this book. What I learned from half-blood prince is better than Snape and Slughorn--"

"I'm not talking about your stupid so-called Prince," Hermione glared at his book fiercely, as if it annoyed her: "I mean just now, before coming here, I went to the bathroom. There is a Beating female children, including Romida Wanni, are discussing how to make you drink love potion.

They all hope that you can be taken to the Slughorn party, and they all seem to have bought Fred and George’s love potion ——"

"Why didn’t you confiscated those things?"

Harry asked, the habit of Hermione to maintain the rules and regulations was relaxed in this section. It seems incredible.

"They didn't bring the potion into the bathroom, they were just discussing strategies, I suspect, even half-blood prince," she glared at the book fiercely again: "I can't think of it. At the same time, I will come up with a dozen different love potion antidote, and if I change it, I will invite someone as soon as possible-so that others will not think there is a chance.

It is tomorrow night, they are in a hurry ."

"There is no one I want to invite."

Harry muttered, he still tries not to think about Ginny now, although she always appears in his dreams, And the way he appeared made him sincerely grateful that Ron would not be Legilimens.

"Well, you have to be careful when you drink, Romida Wanni looks serious."

She turned the long parchment toward Pulling up and pulling, she went on to write her Arithmancy paper.

Harry looked at her, but his thoughts were far away.

"Wait a minute,"

He said slowly: "Didn't Filch ban all the things we buy at Weasley magic trick shop?"

"Who cares what Filch prohibits?"

Hermione said casually, while still focusing on writing articles.

"Don’t all owls have to be checked? How can those female children bring love potion into school?"

"Fred and George use them as perfume and cough potion Sent, this is part of the owl order service."

"You know so much."

Hermione gave him a ferocious look, like "Advanced Potion-" "Making" is the same.

"These are all written on the back of the bottle they showed me and Ginny during the summer vacation."

She said coldly: "I won't add medicine to other people's drinks... Or pretend to be drugged, it's just as bad..."

"Yes, okay, don't mind,"

Harry was busy: "The problem is that Filch is playing tricks, isn't it?

These female children can disguise things and bring them into school, so why can’t Malfoy wear a necklace—"

"Harry...don't mention that again..."

"Why?"

"Look,"

Hermione sighed, and said, "The secret controller can find bad luck curses and hidden curses, right?

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They are used to detect dark magic and dark magic supplies, and can detect a formidable power and powerful spells, such as the one on the necklace, within a few seconds.

But install The thing in the wrong bottle will not be detected. Besides, love potion is not dark magic, and it is not dangerous—"

"You're so light."

Harry mumbled Tao, while thinking of Romida Vanni.

"——So I have to rely on Filch to find out that it is not a cough potion, but he is not a brilliant wizard, I doubt he can distinguish—"

Hermione suddenly Stopped, Harry heard it too, and someone approached between the dark bookshelves behind him.

They waited for a while, when Madam Pince's vulture-like face appeared from the corner. The sunken cheeks, parchment-like skin, and long aquiline nose were particularly illuminated by the lamp in her hand. .

"The library should be closed, put the borrowed book back to the original-what did you do to that book? You evil child!"

"This is not a book It’s mine!" Harry said quickly, and while copying the "Advanced Potion-Making" from the table, Madam Pince's claw-like hands had already grabbed it.

"Robbery! Blasphemy! Defile!"

"It's just some words written on the book!"

Harry defended the book and pulled the book from her hand go back.

She looked like she was about to have a heart attack. Hermione hurriedly packed the good stuff, grabbed Harry by the arm and dragged him away.

"If you are not careful, she will forbid you to enter the library, why do you have to bring that stupid book?"

"She is not yelling My fault, Hermione, do you think she would hear you ill of Filch?

I always feel that there seems to be something between them..."

"Oh , Haha..."

They were very happy to speak normally again, so they walked along the empty corridor with lights to the common room while arguing whether Filch and Madam Pince had a secret relationship.

"It's worthless."

Harry told the fat lady that this is the new password for the holiday.

"The same goes for you."

The fat lady smiled mischievously, and turned them forward to let them in.

"Hey, Harry!"

As soon as Harry got out of the portrait hole, Romida said, "Would you like a glass of canyon water?"

Hermione He turned his head and cast a "what am I talking about" wink at him.

"Thank you, no need,"

Harry said hurriedly: "I don't like to drink."

"Then take this," Luo Mida stuffed a box into his hand: "Chocolate cauldron with flame whiskey in it.

My grandma sent it to me, but I don’t like it..."

"That ...Many thanks," Harry couldn't think of another word: "Oh, I'm following..."

He hurriedly followed Hermione away, his voice gradually fainting.

"I told you," Hermione said succinctly: "Invite someone as early as possible and they won't bother you—"

Her face suddenly changed It was in a daze, because she saw Ron and Lavender tangled together, squeezing into an armchair.

"Good night, Harry."

Hermione said that it was actually only seven o'clock, and she didn't say anything else, and went back to the girl dormitory.

Harry can only comfort himself: he only has one day of class and Slughorn party to deal with, and then he can go to The Burrow with Ron.

It seems that Ron and Hermione impossible to reconcile before the holiday, but the holiday may allow them to calm down and reflect on their behavior.

But the hope is not too great. After the second day he and the two of them went on transfiguration, he felt that the hope was even slimmer.

They have already tackled the particularly difficult subject of human body deformation.

This lesson requires looking in the mirror to change the color of your eyebrows.

Hermione sneered at Ron's disastrous first attempt-he let himself grow an eye-catching moustache.

Ron A Tooth For A Tooth, every time Professor McGonagall asked a question, he vividly imitated Hermione and jumped up and sat down in the seat. Lavender and Parvati thought it was so funny, Hermione almost cried again.

As soon as the school bell rang, she rushed out of the classroom without taking half of the things.

Harry felt that she needed more comfort than Ron at the moment, so he packed up her stuff and chased it out. Fortunately, he chased it. Hermione came out of the bathroom and followed Luna.

He gave Hermione what was in his hand, and after Hermione hurried away, he suddenly remembered another thing, so he asked tentatively.

"Would you like to go to Slughorn’s dinner with me?"

"Slughorn’s party?

Come with you? Are you here? What are you talking about?"

"Yes, we all have to take someone there, so I think...you maybe...I mean..."

He was eager to clarify his own Intent: "I mean, just as a friend, you understand, but if you don't want to..."

He has started to hope she doesn't want to go.

"Ah, no, I am willing to go with you as a friend!"

Luna smiled, Harry had never seen her such a bright smile: "No one invited me to a party , Did you still dye your eyebrows for this? Do I want to dye it too?"

"No!"

Harry firmly said: "That was a serious mistake, I want Please Hermione to help me change it back, then... I'll be waiting for you in the hall at 8 o'clock."

"Aha!"

A strange voice yelled from the head, and both of them were scared. Jumped.

They didn't pay attention. Just now, he just passed under Peeves. He hung upside down on a candelabra, grinning smirkly at them.

"The silly baby invited Loony to the party!

The silly baby fell in love with Loony!

The silly baby fell in love with the mad girl-mother!"

He flew away, giggling and screaming: "Silly baby is in love with Loony!"

"It's better not to make these things public."

Harry felt a little uncomfortable in his head. In a blink of an eye, it seemed that the whole school knew that Harry Potter invited Luna Lovegood to attend the Slughorn party.

"You can bring anyone!"

Ron couldn't believe it and said during dinner:

"Anyone! But did you choose Loony Lovegood?"

"Don't talk about her like that, Ron."

Ginny reproached that she happened to pass behind Harry and went to her friend: "I'm so glad you are taking her. , Harry, she is so excited."

She walked over and sat with Dean.

Harry tried to feel happy for Ginny's approval of him to take Luna to the party, but he couldn't.

Youngster’s feelings are really nothing to say, isn’t it?