Hufflepuff never works overtime

Chapter 270 Seventh Hermione ([-])

At Hogwarts in early summer, dusk comes one day later than one day.

When Hermione slowly walked up the ramp, the red clouds in the distant sky were churning and stirring, showing the last ray of the sun with bared teeth and claws.

When the sun and the moon rotate, the subtle full moon quietly rises from the other side of the sky, and a few scattered stars flicker in the sky, waiting for the sun's vigorous curtain call.

A sudden slanting wind blew past Hermione's ears, and the long hair that had been combed with great difficulty in the morning was blown messily, and at the same time disturbed her interest in admiring the sunset.

The fallen leaves at her feet were rolled up and swirled in one place, and her gaze followed her. Among the mixed red and green, a touch of white fluttering in the wind attracted Hermione's attention.

Stepping on the dry and brittle fallen leaves, there was a pleasant sound under her feet, and the curious Miss Granger picked up the flying paper with her hands.

There was a small line written in crooked handwriting on it - 'Protect her and don't do stupid things'.

she?Who is it?

Is this paper a message from someone?Why is it randomly discarded here...

"Hermione!"

Hearing Harry's anxious shouting and running in the distance, Hermione's thoughts paused for a moment. She turned her head, narrowed her eyes and looked around, her eyebrows raised, "What's wrong, Harry?"

"It's nothing, I just think it's unfair to you to let you go alone like this. It's not that you don't know Ron's character, I hope you won't take what happened just now to your heart."

Hermione had a half-smile on her face, "Of course I know, if I kept his words in my heart every day, I might have been pissed off."

"Hermione..." Harry sighed hesitantly, the gradually dimming sky was like a true portrayal of his heart at this time, "I believe Ron will wake up soon, just wait a little longer, if he If you still don't realize your problem, it's not too late for you to leave?"

"I'm sorry Harry," Hermione glanced at her watch, the long pointer happened to point to the 12 position, "but I really have something to do tonight, it's already 7 o'clock, I don't have time to talk to him..."

"Help! Harry! Hermione! Help me!"

Suddenly there was a shrill cry for help from a distance, and the two turned their heads at the same time, their eyes met, their serious expressions were self-evident, and they ran at the same time.

"Ron?" "Where are you Ron?"

Running along with the shouts, the moment they crossed the hillside, they saw a black figure at first sight, pulling the struggling red-haired boy into the roots of the giant tree at an extremely fast speed.

The grass was left with deep drag marks, and the edges of the grass that Ron had torn off with his hands could still be seen stained with scarlet. Hermione and Harry were momentarily stunned and speechless.

"... unknown?"

Harry murmured hesitantly. Although it was only a fleeting glance, the big black dog with fierce and crazy eyes flashed a great impact. Professor Trelawney Those gibberish words after the divination class exam rushed into his head again.

Hermione didn't hear Harry's whisper, her attention was focused on the dancing giant tree in front of her, the girl's face turned pale, "Harry...you should know this tree, right?"

"The Whomping Willow," Harry said in a heavy voice, and when he saw a thick tangled branch lifted high into the air, he yelled, "Run!"

The two escaped from the branches that fell heavily to the ground from the left and right sides, and the ground under their feet transmitted the strong shock, making it difficult to even stand firmly.

Amidst the dust, Hermione rolled forward nimbly, dodging the tree trunk that was swept in from the middle, the scattered leaves stained her head, and the originally clean robe became gray and yellow.

"Above Hermione, watch out!"

Seeing a sharp branch piercing the girl's head, Harry got up in a panic and shouted.

Hermione didn't even have time to see what it was, she instinctively threw herself forward, the sharp point pierced the hood behind her, grazed the skin on her back, and inserted it hard on the ground.

Hermione swallowed involuntarily, if she reacted a little later, she might have to be poked in the skull by Faise in the infirmary tonight for self-examination.

However, the Whomping Willow obviously didn't intend to let her go so easily, the branches inserted into the ground twitched crazily, and the delicate skin on its back was scorchingly painful.

Hermione turned her head, and quickly grabbed the branch that was as thick as her thigh with her hands, but unexpectedly, the Whomping Willow just turned its "waist" and exerted all her strength.

The brown-haired girl was hanging on the branch with difficulty, like a kite connected by a thin string in a strong wind, and Hermione let out a sharp cry uncontrollably.

If the Whomping Willow had ears, it might still be hesitant because of this sonic attack, but now it obviously just wants to throw this human who has invaded its own domain into the air, smashing her to pieces.

"Hermione! Hold on, Hermione!"

Harry was still dodging the branches that kept attacking him. He didn't even have the qualifications to get close to them, let alone stop this crazy tree.

The strength in her hand was exhausted little by little, and Hermione could even hear the sound of fabric being torn from her clothes. She knew very well that the moment she let go was the moment when her body was in close contact with the ground.

Her eyes were floating randomly in the air, and Hermione felt that she couldn't tell the difference between up, down, left, and right. She could only pray that she would be lucky enough to land in a haystack, but the sacrifice of an arm or leg was inevitable.

A fast-moving black mass passed by Harry's shoulder, and he watched as it made a crisp "snap" and firmly stuck to the tree trunk.

"Ah-huh?"

Hermione was still immersed in the excitement of the self-service roller coaster, but the violently swinging branches stopped in an instant. She finally could see the distance between herself and the ground clearly, before she had time to breathe a sigh of relief.

Hearing a "hiss", the hood with a big hole in it couldn't support the weight of her whole body after all, Hermione fell straight down, and fell heavily on the ground with her buttocks.

"hiss……"

The tingling sensation in the tailbone made her frowned and rubbed, but fortunately, she still had consciousness left, which proved that she should not be paralyzed.

"Go, Hermione," Harry stood up from the ground and walked to Hermione's side, dragged her up, and walked steadily towards the hole at the root, "Although I don't know what happened, Luo En is still waiting for us."

"Yeah." Hermione resisted the pain and stood up, the cold sweat on her back instantly condensed into beads, she barely restrained herself from showing her grinning face.

When she moved to the entrance of the hole, she looked curiously at the black object stuck to the tree trunk, and then got in too under Harry's urging.

Chapter 270 Eight Hermione ([-])

The touch under their feet transitioned from wet and soft soil to rocky ground. In the dark tunnel, they could hardly see the road ahead, so they could only move forward while groping with their hands.

"Lumos /Lumos/"

Hermione found that the light behind her was much brighter. She wanted to remind Harry that this might make the wolfhound who dragged Ron notice their existence, but because they came in, they made a lot of noise, staggering in the dark Moving forward may instead provide it with an opportunity to make a surprise attack.

So she drew her wand too, and lit the way ahead.

"I can't believe that there is such a man-made passage under the Whomping Willow. Where does it lead?" Hermione bent down and protected her head with her hands, looking around with a pair of curious eyes.

"I have a bad feeling, but now I can only pray that I am thinking too much."

Harry murmured, urging Hermione to pick up the pace, Ron might be in danger at any moment.

"Why did you start to talk like Professor Trelawney and didn't speak clearly? Is there something inside that I can't know?" Hermione complained in a low voice, praying in her heart that Harry's premonition would not come true and they would fall into a trap. Danger is good.

If Faith found out, she would definitely be angry, right?

I don't know why such a thought suddenly popped up in her head, Hermione subconsciously stopped her steps, although she rushed in as soon as her head was hot, but after she calmed down, she was so nervous that her throat was a little dry.

"Why did you stop Hermione, is there any obstacle ahead?"

"Huh? Ah...no."

Hermione shook her head blankly, then started to walk forward again quickly, as if to cover up her guilt, she secretly asked someone who was not there and didn't know about it.

You see, I didn't take the initiative to break in, it was because Ron was dragged in, and Harry was still behind me, so I can't force him to leave together, can I?

Hermione nodded while muttering, trying to use this method to cover up her guilt.

After finally squeezing out of the oppressive and narrow passage, the road in front of me gradually opened up, but the air was still mixed with a strong musty and earthy smell.

Hermione raised her wand and looked around. She saw Harry push open the half-covered cover with his elbow, and the flying dust immediately filled the passage, causing her to frown.

Harry clenched the wand in his hand, his eyes were full of firmness, the conversation he heard from the professors in the bar that day came to his heart again, adding to the burning hatred in his heart.

Although Harry was mentally prepared, he never expected that a 14-year-long deception would be unraveled in front of him around friendship and trust.

The prisoner who used Animagus to escape from prison has been charged with unwarranted crimes for 14 years. Because of his ignorance, he caused the death of his brother. Guilt and remorse tormented Sirius Black, and he finally became a brain Only vengeful madmen.

His new professor - Remus Lupine, his father's past friend, also chose to trust his past partner at the moment he discovered the truth, and even helped him hide in Hogwarts to avoid the pursuit of dementors .

In their narrative, the real traitor, the secret keeper who betrayed the Potters' hiding place, was actually Peter Pettigrew who had already 'died' in the explosion.

Not only did he live, but he also abandoned his body and pretended to be a pet, living in the Weasley family for 12 years.

"It's missing a toe, isn't it?" Sirius yelled as he approached Ron, his voice raised as if someone had broken down and screamed.

"So what?" Ron's voice was trembling, he was holding the mouse in his hands, and his body moved back a little, his feet were even drooping on the dusty ground, all thanks to the man in front of him .

Harry stared at Sirius no longer filled with hatred and suspicion, the waves in his green eyes gradually calmed down, and he said in a steady tone, "At that time, only Peter's was found in the ruins of the explosion..."

"Finger!" Turning back ecstatically, Sirius couldn't wait to answer, "That coward cut it off, making everyone think he's dead!"

The loud roar gradually turned into a whisper of gnashing teeth, and the scrawny man stared at Ron's hand, which made the boy want to back away helplessly, "Then he transformed into a mouse!"

"Prove it to me." Harry pointed at Sirius with his wand, his eyes seemed to be glued to his body, "give him Ron."

Hermione was still staring at Lupine and Sirius with a little worry. The amount of information made her a little dizzy. She didn't notice Ron's eyes asking for help. After a moment of hesitation, she still shook her head silently at the other party.

"Gee! Gee!"

The frantically struggling mouse was lifted into the air by the veined hand. Sirius looked at it, as if he was going to tear it to pieces in the next second, and even Lupine raised his wand together.

"Expelliarmus /Expelliarmus/!"

The gloomy and deep voice was accompanied by a flash of white light, and the wand fell to the ground with a dull rolling sound. Sirius clutched his wrist, looked resentfully at the person coming, and said with a sneer, "Snape."

On top of the black robe was a pale face, tightly clenched the unsightly parchment in his hand, like a poisonous snake enjoying its prey driven to a corner, Snape approached the ragged man in front of him step by step, the wand in his hand The tip almost pierced into the opponent's flesh.

"Black, your face is as disgusting as ever." Snape's cold face rarely showed a smile, but it looked a little distorted, "I finally caught you with my own hands, the taste of revenge What a delight."

"Professor," a female voice suddenly sounded from behind the open wooden door. Hermione's brown eyes were instantly wider than cat's eyes, and she frantically tried to find a cover, but it was a pity that she was in such an abandoned and small room. , where can she hide?

"Please calm down a little bit, he just said that there seems to be some misunderstanding, that mouse..."

"Misunderstanding?" Snape interrupted Faise, his tone was as cold as usual, but upon listening carefully, there was a bit of uncontrollable anger mixed in, "How dare you believe a criminal? Orest is too stupid, this is just an excuse for him to escape sanctions!"

"Very well Snape," said Sirius with mockery written all over his disheveled face, "your keen insight has failed once again, you'd better go back to making those stupid potions of yours, Greengrass follower !"

Snape gritted his teeth tightly, the anger in those black eyes seemed to devour this "acquaintance" who was talking nonsense in front of him, and the tip of his wand ruthlessly pressed against the opponent's flesh.

"I could totally kill you."

Faith could hear the seriousness in Snape's tone, she frowned puzzledly, and wanted to speak out to stop her, but she knew that it was undoubtedly a stupid choice to offend the professor in his anger, after all he was the only one who could talk to him. The other two contended for the man.

As for that mouse...

Faith looked at the mouse that was scratching and scratching in Sirius' hands. Her gaze slowly passed over the faces of the three men who were in a confrontational state, and then stopped on the girl who lowered her head and did not dare to look at herself. .

Chapter 270 Nine Hermione ([-])

Thanks to Merlin, at least she still has a guilty conscience.

It was hard for Faith to describe when she was in Professor Lupine's office and saw the names of Hermione and her two little friends appearing on the parchment that looked like a map, along with a wanted criminal and a man who should have died a long time ago. What is your mood like.

angry?worried?have no choice?

Maybe both...

Not to mention, on the way to report to Professor Snape, she found the lost Time-Turner. If she put another threatening letter next to it, she might have to prepare a ransom.

Feeling sore in her heart, Faise had to forcibly shift her attention to the three men who were still fighting each other, so as not to vent her anger on the girl who didn't raise her head, she didn't even want to take a look at herself!

Hermione had better be able to give herself a convincing reason!

Professor Snape had a quarrel with the wanted man, but the content of their communication was like children talking harshly to each other—the conversation went on for a long time, without any progress being made, and no one else was allowed to intervene.

Faise pressed the space between her eyebrows in embarrassment, wondering how long this stalemate would last.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Harry who didn't know when he was gripping his wand tightly. The dark and fierce look in his eyes made Faith's heart skip a beat.

There was no time for her to think carefully, the trembling wand in Mr. Savior's hand was already aimed at the aggressive professor, and Faise couldn't believe what the other party was going to do.

When the truth of the matter is vague, Professor Snape is the only existence they can trust!

She subconsciously took a step forward, and raised her hand to push Professor Snape who was unaware.

"Expelliarmus /Expelliarmus/"

A dazzling white light streaked across the air, followed by a loud bang.

Before everyone could react, Faise slammed into the old door, with a "boom", the decayed wooden door instantly shattered to the ground, and her back hit the door beam heavily. I can also feel the dust falling from the ceiling all over my body.

"Face!"

Hermione let out a scream immediately, she never imagined that she was concentrating on studying the floor pattern, how could such an accident happen.

The resentful eyes stabbed at Sirius and Snape first, and then Hermione showed a little disbelief on her face, and turned her head to look at her friend stiffly, "Harry, what did you do? "