Hufflepuff never works overtime

"You can choose to rely on it to jump to the infirmary to find Madam Pomfrey, or you can choose to wait here for me to have someone carry you over. I'm going to find a reliable professor, inform him of this, and then go back Find Hermione."

"No? Wait a minute?"

Faith ignored the other party's shouting on the spot, her eyes were dim and her expression was serious, and she disappeared in front of Ron in a few steps.

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The author's words:

This is the end of the Hermione chapter~

Then it's Faise's turn to play. After three years, Badger Badger is forced to join the main line after all.

Although, due to a sudden problem with the author's study abroad itinerary... I was supposed to leave on the night of the 8th, but the landlord temporarily canceled the order, and I was stunned. I have been making adjustments (quarreling) all day today.

The appointment with friends is very difficult to change, so it will not be updated until Friday night, please wait a little longer (>?ω`< )

The good news is that the air ticket has been rebooked to the 20th, so I should, probably, maybe I can finish the time converter chapter in China!

Chapter 280 Two Feisi Article ([-])

Considering that the principal's office is on the eighth floor, and Professor Sprout often leaves the office at night to go to the greenhouse to take care of various creatures, Faith gave priority to Professor McGonagall whose office is on the second floor.

In the well-furnished and cozy office, the brief report of the blond girl shocked the usually calm Mag into a cold sweat.

Based on her understanding of her students, she did not question the other party's words at all. McGonagall took the wand and robe and hurriedly stood up, and asked with a serious face.

"You stay here first, I'll go to Headmaster Dumbledore."

The heels of the shoes hit the ground with a rhythmic and crisp sound. As the door of the office was closed with a "squeak", the sound of footsteps gradually going away was also isolated from the door.

Faith stood up again, and when she stretched out her hand to the doorknob of the office, and was fully prepared to go against Professor McGonagall's order and go to the Forbidden Forest to look for Hermione again, doubts suddenly appeared in her head.

Now staying in the office and waiting for the professors to solve this matter, shouldn't it be the most rational and correct choice for a student who can't do anything?

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Faith's mouth, she pushed open the door in front of her without hesitation, and ran out.

When it came to dealing with Hermione, was there a moment when he was rational?

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Walking through the paths between the greenhouses and vegetable fields, the Forbidden Forest looks worse at night than it does during the day.

As a person with a surprisingly poor sense of direction, Faise realized that she had completely lost her way within a few minutes after entering the Forbidden Forest, let alone recognizing the road ahead. If I stay in place for a few minutes, I'm afraid I won't even remember where I came from.

There are layers of ghostly tree shadows, and the black branches are constantly swaying with the whimpering of the wind. Such a depressing environment made her feel extremely suffocated.

Although they had interacted at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, except for a few lessons in the protection of magical beasts, Faise had never really entered this place, but she still learned from Hermione how wonderful this place was. ' - where centaurs, unicorns, acromanders, dementors and all sorts of other unknown magical creatures live.

No matter which resident wants to cause some trouble for him, he is likely to give his life tonight.

"Ouch-"

There was a long wolf howl, and the anger mixed with it made Faise feel her heart tighten.

Is it Hermione?

Without giving her brain time to think carefully, this is the only clue she can grasp now - in such a dangerous forest, it is obviously unrealistic to call out the other party's name loudly, if it attracts some good onlookers, I'm afraid it's not that I want to take Hermione out, but that the other party is coming to collect her body.

Fortunately, the penetrating power of howling wolves temporarily covered the sound of wind and leaves in her ears, and Faise could identify the source of the sound without any effort, and her two legs moved involuntarily.

Along the way, under the thin moonlight, walking on the road with tangled roots, she must always pay attention to the sharp tree branches on both sides, and after that roar, everything seemed to return to a strange 'tranquility'.

Not knowing whether the path she was on was right, or whether she should continue walking forward, Faith's speed slowed down again, and she could hear her gradually heavy breathing and increasingly rapid heartbeat.

Faise began to be sensitive to some wind and grass, and as far as she could see, the dark places where the moonlight could not penetrate seemed to hide terrifying lurkers, ready to attack her at any time.

The nerves in her brain twitched and ached, and the cold was slowly absorbing her only warmth. Faith clenched the wand in her hand more and more tightly, but her wrist was still aching.

I don't know if I still have the ability to resist when I am facing a critical situation.

The ominous premonition became more and more intense with the passage of time, and the unreasonable anxiety and panic made Faise just want to find Hermione quickly. The same tree shadows and roads did not leave her even a trace of clues or clues. It is a trace, even if there is another wolf howl, it is good.

Just when Faith was caught in a dilemma, a dazzling white light suddenly and silently lit up not far away, and even reached her position through the obstacles of layers of branches and leaves.

One, two, three...

It's a glowing spell effect!

Feeling joy and throbbing in Faise's heart, she hurriedly ran, hoping to reunite with the other party as soon as possible.

At this time and place, the wizard who can have a wand is not Hermione, or even Harry. As long as she can meet someone, it is better than wandering aimlessly in the eerie Forbidden Forest alone.

The white light flickered five times in total, and after five times, the front was once again silent into an unknown darkness.

Perhaps because of the anxiety and fear in her heart, Faise did not dare to give up hope in this desperate situation. She kept running forward, even if the surrounding branches scratched her clothes, she did not stop.

The heart in her chest was beating faster and faster, and the feeling of repression was getting stronger and stronger, but the light she was looking forward to never came on again.

When she was hesitating, Faith didn't pay attention to her feet, she tripped over a thick mantle, staggered and plunged out of the dense jungle that had imprisoned her for a long time.

But in front of her eyes was an open river.

Under the cold moonlight, the surface of the water was rippling, which seemed to symbolize that she had escaped from that predicament.

But Faise couldn't feel the slightest joy or relaxation in her heart, she was still panting with difficulty, and what was reflected in those out-of-focus eyes was that the other party fell to the ground in a pool of blood. rising figure.

She finally found Hermione...

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The author's words:

I know it's a little short!But this chapter is really hard to describe, and it ends here just to take over the above o(≧口≦)o

In order to make up for everyone's waiting, here are the little emojis I secretly saved

Tomorrow will try to go as early as possible!A little more!

Chapter 280 Three Feisi ([-])

"Hermione?"

Carefully embracing the other party's weak body in her arms, Faise had never felt Hermione's fragility so clearly for a moment.

Her little lion should always hold his head up vigorously, bringing warmth and a smile to himself.

The weak air flowed through the trembling fingers, and Faise blinked her eyes vigorously. She couldn't control the tears that burst from the embankment at all, so she had to let those obstructive water drops wantonly fall down her cheeks.

Unable to look directly at the bleeding wound for even a second, Faise immediately raised the magic wand in her hand and muttered to herself, "I'm here, you'll be fine, you'll be fine... "

"Healed as ever /Episkey/!"

The wand flashed a faint blue light, and slowly wrapped Hermione's injured abdomen. Faise's tense heartstrings were slightly loosened, and she gently wiped away the cold sweat from her forehead with her other free hand. It's like treating a doll that breaks when you touch it.

Although such a serious wound cannot be completely healed based on what she has learned, Faise understands that the most important thing now is to stop Hermione's bleeding first, and then send her to the infirmary. Madam's medical skills can definitely return a healthy little lion to her.

She kept the spell going as long as she could, looking around for a way out - Hermione was not in the right shape to wander around the Forbidden Forest.

Feeling dizzy for a while, Faise bit her lower lip with difficulty. She had never cast magic so long and costly. If she knew this, she shouldn't be lazy when Hermione practiced the Patronus Charm.

The feeling of exhaustion that could not match her intentions soon forced her to stop her hand movements. Faise's chest heaved violently, and her attention was immediately focused on the wound after the blue light faded.

The pupils shrank slightly, and Faise suddenly felt a chill all over her body, which made her freeze in place.

"Why? Why didn't it work!"

Staring blankly at the other party's pale face, with tears of despair pouring out of her eyes, Fasson suddenly felt dizzy, and she even had to put her hands on the ground to maintain her body balance.

Her fingers were soaked in warm blood, but her heart seemed to be in an ice cellar.

What is going wrong?

It's your own spell, isn't it?Was it because the injury on the wrist affected the casting action?Is it because of restrictions on spells in the Forbidden Forest?Or has Hermione already...

The last conjecture was so cruel that it made Faise's already wounded heart ache, she almost couldn't cry, and regardless of whether it was useful or not, she poured all the healing spells she had learned so far on the other party's wounds Throw.

When her body was exhausted and her thoughts were drowsy, Hermione vaguely heard the sound of crying and talking in her ears, and she was too familiar with the owner of this voice.

Fays...

Out of anger at which bastard dared to make the other party cry so much, Miss Granger finally found a trace of clarity in the ups and downs of consciousness. This trace of clarity was like an overturned hourglass, and her memories before she was injured flowed like fine sand. into her brain.

The anger faded, and guilt and worry filled her heart. Hermione tried to forcefully open her heavy eyelids, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.

"Hermione?"

Naturally, such a change would not be missed by Faise, who had been paying attention to her all the time. The girl's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately moved her head towards her.

Feeling the warm breath enveloping her, Hermione struggled to open her eyes, her lips parted slightly and said, "Face...werewolf, has the werewolf left already?"

Werewolf?

Thinking of the roar she heard in the forest, Faise looked around subconsciously, and tightly grasped the other's hand hanging by her side, "He's gone, you're safe Hermione."

"He didn't hurt you..." Hermione scanned Faise back and forth with a blurred vision, then closed her eyes wearily, and whispered, "That's great..."

Faith didn't hear the other person's words clearly, she focused on covering her forehead with her hands, and her eyes wandered, trying to dig out from the depths of her memory what Professor Quirrell taught in the first grade.

'Wounds inflicted by werewolves do not heal themselves, nor can they be healed with ordinary spells, and while werewolves usually try to bite humans to infect them, they sometimes go too far and kill them.For wounds inflicted by werewolves... it is most useful when mixed with white fresh, which keeps the victim from bleeding to death. '

What is it!Remember!

Faith patted her head hard, her eyes were red with anxiety, like a little beast that lost its mother.

"I suggest you take it with you," the cold and disgusting words suddenly appeared in your ears, "that know-it-all lady who follows you all day seems to be very close to Lupine, so that she won't be bitten by him in a while, you will don't know what to do. '

Faith put her hand into her pocket in a trance, and touched a cold and round bottle body and chain rope. She quickly bit the lid off with her teeth. Under the moonlight, the brown powder was mixed with a little silver light.

silver powder...

The fresh white powder penetrated through the teeth and reached the surface of the tongue. Even a small amount of bitterness made people's mouth numb and sour. At this moment, Faise felt a kind of sincere gratitude. She pushed Hermione away with her hands and was stuck to her face with cold sweat. The bangs on the top reveal the other party's lifeless eyes.

"It's okay, Hermione, bear with it."

Faith's heart became ruthless, and she quickly sprinkled the powder puff on the opponent's wound. As the girl's mournful cry resounded in the gloomy Forbidden Forest, several black strange birds flapped their wings and flew away from the branches. A strong smell of blood permeated her nostrils at the same time.

After the experimental green smoke dissipated, a layer of pink and tender new skin had condensed on the wound where the powder had been sprayed, and Faise was truly relieved at this time.

She changed her position and let Hermione lie on the ground on the side without the wound. She carefully bypassed the wound and pressed on her body. Faise resisted the soreness in her heart and repeated.

"Quickly, bear with it, just take it down..."

The wrist was shaking constantly, and the silvery powder covered the wound like snowflakes. Hermione struggled subconsciously, and the screams and the sour "hissing" sound from the wound almost made her feel sick. Faith was exhausted.

"It's over soon, just hold on."

She suppressed Hermione's almost bursting body with both hands, and prayed in a crying voice, not only to comfort the other party, but also to tell herself at the same time.

After hearing Faise's words in a trance, Hermione clenched her teeth hard to prevent the remaining scream from breaking out.

She could clearly see the bulging veins on the opponent's neck, and the sweat from the white skin drenched the ground below her like a waterfall. Faise felt that the strength of the struggle of the person below her was getting weaker and weaker, even her pair of hands The determination in the brown eyes was gradually replaced by emptiness.

She leaned down anxiously, bit Hermione's lip so hard that blood came out, and as expected, she tasted the rusty taste of her mouth.

"Don't sleep! Hermione Granger, I warn you, or I will really hate you forever!"

The opponent's hands suddenly exerted strength, and Faise was caught off guard and her wrist was twisted. The pain caused her to frown, but she remained silent all the time, just staring at those brown eyes seriously.

It wasn't until a moment later that all the struggling and voices dissipated, and Hermione spoke with difficulty in a tired and weak voice.

"I didn't sleep..."

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The author's words:

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone! o(*≧▽≦)ツ

Chapter 280 Four, Feisi ([-])

"Must hold on to me."

Wrapping Hermione's two arms around her neck and fixing them in front of her chest, Faise supported her thighs with both hands, not pushing upwards like an ordinary back, but more importantly, fixing the other party on her body, in case a Let go of the little lion and it was released.