Hufflepuff never works overtime

Faith moved her head regretfully, and looked at the little guy on her shoulder from the corner of her eye. She couldn't help but be attracted by the silver light flowing in its body, "Although it's visualized, it's a pity that it doesn't have an entity."

"Oh? Why is it so not fun..."

Tarsila murmured in disappointment, and even Miriam, who was beside her, nodded, and then put down her hand that was eager to try.

"This is not for you to play with," Hermione sighed helplessly, and tapped the notebook on the table with her knuckles, "The Patronus Charm is used to resist those dark creatures, and it is the only one in existence. A means of driving them away, and do you know what it means to be able to summon a Patronus?"

"It means you are very powerful?" Tarsila responded casually.

Just about to give them some popular science, how superb and rare the Patronus Charm is, and how harsh the learning requirements are, Hermione was immediately gagged, and she glared at him with some resentment.

In the end, she had no choice but to give up on herself and say, "Yes! This is very difficult to learn!"

"But didn't you say that both you and Faise have learned it, and the last time Potter was on the court, when those Slytherin students pretended to be dementors to frighten him, the one he used was the same according to you. Patronus spell?"

"Yes..." Hermione paused, then continued to nod.

"That doesn't sound too difficult. The three of you learn one by one, and you can see that you can still have this little animal." Tarsila didn't notice Hermione's face that was getting darker and darker by her words, "yes Now, Faith, do you have this too?"

"Huh?" Faith raised her head in doubt, "What's there? Patronus?"

Miriam also turned her head curiously, while Hermione raised her ears calmly.

"I have succeeded, but..."

Faith drew out her wand hesitantly, and gently drew a circle with her wrist in the air, "Expecto Patronum/"

Let the silver mist spray out from the tip of the swirling stick, and naturally condense into a ball in the air, like a new little life born in the ocean, revealing its figure little by little.

With her eyes tightly closed, Faise tried to remember the scene of their first kiss in her mind.

It's a pity that even though the little guy in the mist showed a round figure at a certain moment, he was still hidden in the mist in the end. No matter how hard Feise tried, the barrier could only grow in size.

"call……"

After trying for nearly half a minute, Faise sighed slightly in her heart, then stopped what she was doing, looked at the other three girls and shook her head.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work. I can't eliminate all distracting thoughts and focus on a particularly happy moment like Hermione."

A disappointed tone came out of her mouth, but Tarsila nodded understandingly, "It's okay, it's okay, didn't Hermione say that as long as you practice more, your success rate will naturally increase."

Faith just smiled at her, but didn't answer.

Her teeth rubbed her lower lip lightly, and she happened to meet those brown eyes that were shining with anticipation. Seeing this, the other party couldn't wait to raise her slender eyebrows, sending her a hint.

Faith scratched her side face in embarrassment, and couldn't help thinking that she fell into the trap she dug one day, and then waved to Hermione, "Come and help me, Hermione?"

"Really, you can't always rely on me in the future."

Although Miss Granger said so after being summoned, she had an undisguised doting smile on her face. She immediately held Faise's hand, and the soft touch made the smile on her face even bigger. .

The two mocking and resentful gazes became more and more impossible to ignore. Faise just blushed and nodded, and waved her wand again under Hermione's expectant eyes.

The silvery white ribbon began to coil and spin again in the air. Feyse's movements were very cautious, she didn't want to break the expectation and trust of the owner of that hand.

In the end, a little hedgehog, poking its head, nimbly emerged from the silver mist.

The two eyes are round and bright, and the thorns on the body appear and disappear. Unlike the otters that run around the room as soon as they appear, the little hedgehog just looked around and curled up lazily in the air without seeing any danger.

"you succeeded!"

Hermione's tone was full of surprise and showing off, even more proud than her own success.

As if corresponding to her excitement at this time, the silver otter swiftly floated to the side of the little hedgehog as if riding the current, and tried to use its head to hit the other's spineless belly.

After such a fuss, the already unstable little hedgehog almost disappeared into the air.

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The author's words:

The little jellyfish survived!Although only one leg is left...

I'm sorry o(TヘTo) for making everyone who has been chasing updates wait for a long time. I have been busy going abroad for the past two days, so I don't have time to inform you

Chapter 270 Three Guardian Gods

"The Patronus of Faith is so small..." Tarsila had no chance to meet the two little guys chasing in the air. She poked Hermione with her elbow and asked curiously, "So small?" Can you really beat a dementor?"

"They don't really want to fight." Hermione stretched out a finger and shook it in the air, "The strength of the patron saint has nothing to do with its size, but only with the wizard's sense of belief and positive thoughts. Professor McGonagall told me that although we can use the Patronus Charm relatively stably now, in an emergency, the wavering heart will also cause the spell to fail."

"Well, that sounds like a tall order."

"I think as long as you have enough confidence in your own strength and beliefs, you'll be fine."

The otter in the sky is as confident as its owner, raising its upper body high, its silver eyes shining with intelligence and confidence, and its paws stepping on the belly of the little hedgehog it caught, looking very majestic.

And the 'ball' on the bottom of its feet has completely given up running away, its already tiny limbs and head are all huddled together, especially under the shroud of light spots that are constantly dissipating in the air, it looks weak, pitiful and helpless.

Milien was not interested in Hermione's extracurricular tutoring. She and Faise stood aside, watching the little hedgehog that remained calm no matter how the otter pulled it.

Compared with the other party's dazzling light, Faise's patron saint looked a little dim, and with a miniature figure that was no more than a palm, it was true, as Tarsila said, not very reliable.

"Actually, it really looks like you." Milian sighed softly.

Faith blinked suspiciously at first, and after a brief silence, she nodded with a smile, "I think so too."

"Compared to your Patronus, I thought Hermione's would be more..."

Miriam gestured with her hand in the air, Faise nodded knowingly, and continued, "To be honest, she was a little disappointed when she saw it for the first time, but after we checked a lot of information together, I think it's still true." Much like hers - smart, alert, curious."

"You are really not stingy with complimenting her," Miriam teased Faith half-jokingly, "What happened just now? I didn't know that you were so good at making her happy, and you deliberately failed the first time." Yet?"

"Ah...that's actually because," Faise quietly turned her head and explained in a low voice next to Miriam's ear, "after Hermione successfully summoned the Patronus, she actually hoped that I could succeed as well. So during that time, whenever she was free, we got together to study."

"Hermione's hard work and talent in learning are much higher than mine. Compared to her firm belief that I can succeed, I myself never expected it from the beginning." Faith spread her hands with a wry smile.

"No wonder you feel haggard during this period of time." Miriam patted her friend's shoulder sympathetically. She couldn't imagine what it would be like to be stared at by Miss Perfect and Perfect every day.

Let Faise enjoy this blessing.

"To be honest, I'm used to it..." Faise looked at the two little guys who were fighting beside her. The light blue and silver and white were intertwined to outline a dreamy and gorgeous luster. She quietly stretched out her hand, trying to catch them. The moon-like light spots scattered in the sky.

"But what I'm most afraid of is letting her down." It's a pity that the light spot dissipated into the invisible before it fell, "Obviously we all chose the same memory... Only I can't summon the patron saint, so I can't even summon her." I once wondered if my liking was not as good as Hermione's."

I am also afraid that the other party will have the same idea.

"This sounds really bad," Miriam frowned after thinking about it, "Then how did you solve it in the end? Could it be that as long as you hold her hand, you can succeed?"

"Maybe I need a little pressure?"

Faise has not figured it out until now, she hesitated and said, "One day Hermione wanted to try this, maybe my memory is not as good as hers, and I can't fully recall that happy memory in my mind. Get up, so...she decided to make it for me directly on the spot."

"Oh, how did you make it?" Miriam's eyes lit up instantly.

"You don't need to know so much." Faith helplessly rolled her eyes at the other party, blushing, and turned her head unnaturally to avoid the probing and teasing gaze. gone."

"Oh? Why did you cut out all the essence, do you have to pay for it?" Miriam muttered dissatisfied.

"If you're really that curious, you can ask Hermione, she'll be happy to give you an answer." Faith twirled her fingers at the ends of her hair, and she couldn't help lamenting her friend's unreliability.

"So you're going to have to have Hermione mess with you every time in order to cast the spell properly?"

"Don't speak so strangely..."

Faith set her sights on Hermione who was having a conversation with Tasilacop's hedgehog habits and personality, "I think the more reason is that since that success, Hermione is really super happy, and she can't wait to make this discovery Showing it to everyone, I was worried that if I couldn't do it, I would embarrass her, so..."

The girl tilted her head, "It can be regarded as pressure to generate motivation."

"Well, it's no wonder your patron saint looks unstable, so it's because it's really for viewing." Miriam replied with a smile.

"Yes, I don't expect it to be useful in a real crisis," Faith drew an arc in the air with her wrist, pointed her wand in Hermione's direction, and saw the ball slowly stretch out its little claws , ran over.

"Even if it is so simple to maintain its existence, it is not easy to direct some actions, but whenever there is a trouble..."

As soon as Faith finished speaking, Tarsila sneezed loudly, "Ah!"

Both Hermione and Faise who were talking subconsciously replied, "Bless you."

"Huh?" Looking at the two unanimous voices incomprehensibly, Tarsila glanced at the little hedgehog that had dissipated into a ball in front of her, and shouted in surprise, "Ah! Faith, I'm sorry, I blow your patron saint away." Gone."

"It's all right." Faith waved her hands indifferently, then turned her head and said to Miriam, "Look, I said it's very fragile."

"I think you definitely did it on purpose..."

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The author's words:

The plot of Time Converter may be changed a lot~

So I will write from the perspectives of the two cubs separately. It is time for the famous detectives to show their strengths. I hope that all the foreshadowing will not be dug out from the perspective of Hermione? (? ???)

Chapter 270 Four Hermione ([-])

If Hermione were to choose one of her most satisfying classroom moments this school year, I am afraid that the competition among the candidates would be extremely fierce-the moment when the Happy Charm was chosen as a model; Professor McGonagall's black face; and when he showed his patron saint in front of Professor McGonagall, the other party's gratified eyes.

But if there was a moment that offended her the most, that 'honor' would undoubtedly go to Professor Trelawney's divination class.

Yes, even Professor Snape's grotesque satire and targeting cannot be compared with that lunatic professor.

The professor who talks all day long, not only never teaches according to the content of the book, but also always thinks about putting ominous omens on Harry.

Interpreting tea leaves, omens of fire, palmistry, crystal balls...

All in all, whenever Professor Trelawney walked up to them with that eerie scent of hers, Hermione was almost sure that Harry was in trouble again.

According to the professor, it seems that it is a miracle that he can still sit here.

Therefore, every time after Professor Trelawney's class, Hermione needs to spend extra time pouring out her depression to Faith - thanks to this, Faise even knows better than Tarsila and Miriam that they are going to class. something happened.

This undoubtedly added a burden to her already busy campus life, and also reduced her image of a good student in Faise's heart in a disguised way.

The double torture from Professor Ron and Trelawney this semester forced Hermione into a bitter woman.

In the end, the most violent outburst, which was also Miss Granger's first subjective truancy in her life, happened in full view.

"Look at your mediocre, rotten mind, withered and dull heart, there is no cure."

After many days and nights, when I suddenly recalled it, Hermione was still so angry that she couldn't even sleep, her two shiny eyes seemed to be able to spew out fire in the next second, and let the hot flames scorch the "talented alien" Innate' witch.

there has never been!

No one has ever been able to destroy himself like this!

On the same day, Hermione gritted her teeth and walked into Professor McGonagall's office, begging him to drop the course for her.

Fortunately, she heard the same evaluation as herself about the divination class from the professor she admired most - divination is just a stupid and distracting method.

The withdrawal process went so smoothly that Hermione never went to that annoying place after that week.

Hermione was still debating whether to withdraw the Muggle Studies class together - because in this way, she would no longer need to use the time-turner, and the mental pressure and burden would be less - however, McGregor Professor Ge finally persuaded her that the NEWT score in Muggle studies would be of great help to her future employment.

In addition, the textbook was not difficult, and it was an elective course with Faith, so she kept it after deliberation.

Hermione's last two months of the term have been eased by solving a worry on her mind, and her relationship with Ron has also been greatly improved by Gryffindor's victory in the final battle with Slytherin. The score was victorious and eased a little.

After all, this is the first time Gryffindor has won the Quidditch Cup in eight years, and their mutual friend Harry is undoubtedly a great contributor. Even if she doesn't want to, Hermione still has to put on a show in front of each other.

After all, after that deep chat with Faith, Hermione also realized that every time she quarreled with Ron, she asked him to make sandwich bread, and she was really sorry for Harry.

Besides, I bowed my head first, and the other guy still behaved so awkwardly, isn't it clear whose problem it is?

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The final exam came as scheduled in such a busy and fulfilling life. Except for Hermione's well-prepared paper-and-pencil exam, her performance in the practical exam also got the nods of the professors—of course, one professor was half-hearted. He wouldn't give her an extra look, let alone lower his head which he never washed.

What left a deep impression on all third-year students was definitely the Defense Against the Dark Arts practical exam prepared by Professor Lupine.

They need to wade through the pond where Grindylow is lurking first, to ensure that they are not entangled by the water monster with fangs; and then pass through the pothole with the red hat hidden. The possibility of being eliminated at this level is very high, and the final result will definitely not be good; ignore the misleading of Hinckle Punk to pass through the swamp; finally face the Boggart and make it dingy with spells and laughter Go back to your old wardrobe.

For Hermione who has been taking classes seriously, this is not a difficult exam. It can even be said to be interesting. It is more reliable than looking at a crystal ball and scoring with imagination!

Except when she faced the Boggart head-on in the final level, she took a few hits.

The scene at the bottom of the pool didn't happen again, maybe the Boggart knew that that trick didn't work for her. This time, it tried its best to dig out her deepest fear from the girl's head. come out.

The werewolf introduced in the textbook bared its fangs ferociously, biting Faith's fragile neck effortlessly.

The long golden hair was soaked in a pool of blood, and a large amount of blood spurted out from Faise's snow-white neck, twisting and smudged on the floor, dyeing a dazzling scarlet.