Hufflepuff never works overtime

Lupine, who was sitting across from him, saw the right moment and handed over a piece of red-wrapped chocolate in his hand—it was originally a large piece, but a lot has been divided by now, "Eat this, kid, you It will feel a lot better."

The man who appeared suddenly made Faise feel a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before. She looked at the hand raised in the air hesitantly.

His gaze involuntarily glanced in Hermione's direction, and seeing that the other party nodded affirmatively to him, he slowly reached out to take it, and smiled gratefully at the man in front of him.

"You two have such a good relationship." Lupine noticed the small movements between the two girls, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, but his eyes couldn't help showing a little loneliness.

"Yes, we've known each other since we were young," Hermione rubbed the back of her head a little embarrassedly. She hoped that her behavior just now would not leave a bad first impression on the new professor, and now she is anxious to restore her image.

"Face, won't your throat hurt from eating chocolate now?"

Hermione remembered that when she was coughing, she could hardly eat any sweets. The sweetness stuck in her throat would only make her cough more heartbreaking. She frowned and saw that the other party had opened the package of chocolate .

Faith quickly shook her head, she shrank the piece of chocolate a little towards herself, trying to turn her body to protect it.

"I won't fight with you..." Hermione smacked her lips helplessly, "I'm just worried that you will feel uncomfortable after eating."

"Yes, that child saved this for you."

Lupine was a little surprised to see Faise's childish behavior, but when he noticed the smile flickering in those water green eyes, he felt nostalgic again.

Hearing Lupin's words, Faise slowly lowered her head, broke the chocolate in her hand into two parts, handed one part to Hermione's mouth, and raised her eyebrows to signal her to open her mouth.

"I don't need it anymore, just eat it."

Hermione quickly waved her hand, but it was not so easy to refuse something that had already been delivered. Faith stretched her hand forward, and the half piece of chocolate easily touched her lips. The temperature of her lips melted slightly, and finally The sensitive tip of the tongue has already recalled that sweet taste.

The other party couldn't refuse any more when they got what was in their mouth. Seeing Hermione obediently opened her mouth to take the piece of chocolate away, Faith withdrew her hand contentedly, licked off the melted part of her finger, and began to savor her own portion.

Chapter 180 Three Thestrals

Although the experience on the train was really unpleasant, Faith was pleasantly surprised to find that Hogwarts had arranged for a carriage to pick up the students to the castle this year—meaning she finally didn't have to climb that damned, smelly, Long stairs up!

Thanks dear Mr. Principal, she is really fed up with the rally-like way to school.

Almost all of them experienced twists and turns because of the inexplicable behavior of the dementors. After getting out of the car, Tarsila and Miriam, who found Faise attacked, squeezed away the two boys' seats without hesitation, and the four girls got on into the same carriage.

"What do you think this carriage works by?"

The dark sky covered the light of the moon, and the continuous drizzle hit the glass, instantly blurring the winding traces, making it difficult for people in the car to peek at the outside scene easily.

Hermione closed the textbook she was preparing for, and thought for a moment, "Maybe there were tracks installed on the road, and then the first carriage was pulled by horses, and the other carriages were connected by ropes, but it was raining outside and we didn't See? Like a train."

Faise couldn't help laughing at the side, and it happened that a carriage passed by them, breaking Hermione's guess, and at the same time, she vaguely saw the huge black figure in front of the carriage again.

"Hmph... It seems that what you said is not quite right." Tarsila did not miss that scene. She almost glued her face to the glass, and she couldn't see where the powerless carriage was hidden. What a secret, "I think it might be a house elf wearing an invisibility cloak pulling the cart in front."

"How can there be so many elves in Hogwarts? Even with all the faculty and staff, it's not enough for so many students." Milian really couldn't understand what qualifications Tarsila had to laugh at Hermione's unreliable guess. , she couldn't help joking, "Our car is running so slowly, is it possible that the one in front is Professor Flitwick?"

"Isn't it good to say something that disrespects the professor?" Hermione looked at the other three people in the carriage who were smiling like flowers, and frowned in confusion, "Feyse..."

Feeling her robe being gently pulled, and noticing the little lion's disapproving expression, Feyse coughed lightly to restrain her fluttering facial features, and she used gestures to stop the two who were laughing even more wildly.

"Hermione, sometimes I really wonder if you are a student of Ravenclaw."

Milian had no intention of provoking the other party, so she quickly stopped talking, but after getting close, she no longer needed to hide from Hermione.

What could be more fun than teasing a serious Gryffindor?

"Of course I'm not, I just don't think it's good to make fun of the professor..." Miss Granger, who has been a good student since she was a child, obviously couldn't understand their fun, but Hermione didn't want to be that person who didn't fit in, so she still took it seriously Explained, "I don't mean to condemn you, I know this seems to be a very common joke, I just hope you try not to say that in front of me or the professor..."

Because the rest of the people didn't reply, Hermione whispered more and more quietly, and her eyes no longer looked directly at the two people facing each other. The uneasiness hidden deep in her heart made her afraid that when she looked up, she would see the familiar girl with a smile on her face. The mocking and jokey look.

Received the sight of the little lion asking for help, but because Faise's voice hadn't recovered, she could only pat the opponent's hand comfortingly, and turned to cast a puzzled look at Miriam, who was smiling across the face.

Miriam, who received the signal, immediately made a gesture of understanding, and she cleared her throat, "Of course we understand, a joke is only a joke if everyone finds it funny, right Tarsila."

She elbowed the silent person beside her, unexpectedly, Tarsila touched her chin suddenly, and asked seriously, "Would it be better if the person pulling the cart was replaced by Professor Snape? "

Hermione was also taken aback by this question, and it was undeniable that the image appeared in her mind for a moment - even the serious-faced Professor Snape flying in the air, constantly fanning his black robes.

To make matters worse, she recalled that when she misunderstood Professor Snape in her first year, she seemed to... said some disrespectful things.

Just when Hermione fell into self-doubt, and was even thinking about whether to send a letter of self-criticism to the professor, Faise poked her arm suddenly, and she blinked innocently back at him, "What's wrong, Faise?"

Faith, who found that Hermione still had a normal reaction, was relieved. She smiled, gestured to the other party that she needed a pen and paper, and wrote on the notebook she handed over.

[If I'm not mistaken, the creature pulling the cart should be a Thestral. Have you brought Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them? 】

Since Hermione's interest in magical animals is not very strong, she only picked some interesting names in that book, and she had no impression of thestrals at all, so she shook her head honestly, "Because it's not the textbook for this semester, I should have put it in the suitcase, I didn't take it with me."

Faith brushed her chin lightly with a quill, and wrote in recollection [They look a bit like the hell version of Pegasus, only those who have seen death and fully accept that fact can see it, in your eyes it It should be invisible]

"So there is an invisible Pegasus pulling the cart for us?" Tarsila's eyes lit up instantly. She has always been interested in such fantastic creatures, and even thought of breaking into the forbidden forest of the school. Just because I wanted to meet the unicorn that Harry was talking about.

Faith just nodded at Taxila, only to see that the other party leaned half of her body out of the carriage impatiently. It seemed that because she raised the window too much, a strange and sharp cry resounded through what was originally only the sound of rain. The night sky with the rolling sound of the wheels, followed by a violent shaking of the carriage they were riding in.

"Can't you be quiet on the first day of school?" Miriam pulled back the other's protruding body, and poked Tarsila's smooth forehead helplessly, "If the Thestrals are annoyed, I'll throw you out to pull the cart."

"I, don't I want to see the Pegasus that Faith talked about..."

Tarsila held her forehead in pain, and said aggrievedly, "And I really saw it. There must be a huge guy in front of our car. It feels about the same height as the carriage. Raindrops will disappear automatically when it falls on it."

In the violently shaking carriage, Hermione beside Faise was more concerned about the information hidden in the sentence just now—the reason why the other party could see the Thestrals was because of Aunt Irene...

Feeling a vain soreness in her heart, Hermione moved her body a little, and quietly held Faise's hand on the seat.

The sudden warm touch on the back of her hand made Faise a little puzzled. She raised her head and met Hermione's eyes, which made her heart tremble, and she was a little nervous for a while. In the end, she could only Bewildered, he looked away.

Her toes were curled up in her shoes, and the quill in Faith's hand wanted to land on the notebook several times, but she didn't know what to ask. Fortunately, Tarsila relieved her at this time.

"If you can see it, Faith, why don't you draw me a picture!"

Chapter 180 Four

For someone whose drawing foundations were built in elementary school art class, asking Faith to paint an odd-looking magical creature—especially a thestral that was constantly moving and unable to see—was a challenge. very difficult.

Faith struggled for a long time, and finally drew a pair of overlapping bat-like wings under the expectant eyes of the three. The huge skeleton spread the wings, and there were even many holes in the wing membrane. Know how to describe that skinny, dragon-like head.

No matter in terms of skin color or appearance, thestrals do have a sense of déjà vu as a dark creature. Not only is it listed as a dangerous creature by the Ministry of Magic, but it has always been regarded as an ominous symbol due to its death-related invisibility.

Although Faith knew that the nature of this creature recorded in the book was not bad, and it was even a very ideal mount—very loyal to its master, with a strong sense of direction, and fast flying speed—but when those white eyes without pupils She still couldn't help being startled when the wings that covered the sky and the sun passed by the window next to her.

Sure enough, human beings prefer creatures that fit their own aesthetics...

Faith shook her head helplessly, turned over the paper on which only a pair of wings were drawn after grinding for a long time, and wrote in a self-defeating way [I'm terrible at sketching, I'd better go back and find the illustrations in the book for you]

"Huh?" Tarsila sat back down in depression, but fortunately, the Thestrals were fast, and her attention was soon attracted by the faintly outlined castle outside the window.

After a while of bumps, Hermione simply cast a rain spell on the four of them, and they got out of the carriage one by one.

"I didn't expect it to be really useful!"

Tarsila jumped out of the car hesitantly. The drizzle was only a few centimeters above her head, as if being bounced off by an invisible barrier. Of course, there would still be some water droplets that would ride the wind and secretly adhere to the robe on her side. However, it was difficult for Tarsila, who was in a state of excitement, to notice such details.

"It's just a small spell that imitates an umbrella. I always feel that although the anti-dampness spell is good and long-lasting, it will have a sticky feeling on my body, and I don't want to always go out with an umbrella."

Hermione pursed her lips and raised her slender eyebrows lightly. Although she said it was no big deal, her bright almond eyes were full of pride.

Outside in the drizzling rain, among the students who got off the bus, they were the only ones who didn't move towards the iron gate, but stood stupidly in the middle of the carriage, stretching out their hands excitedly to test the effect of the spell.

Faith's eyes were also shining, she gave a thumbs up to the expectant little lion, subconsciously wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound, she couldn't help opening the book a little depressed.

"Ah... this might not work in Quidditch." Hermione guessed the other party's thoughts first, and twirled her hair with her fingers a little embarrassedly, "Once you exercise, the wind will mix with rain from the side Hit it in, and the spell is not very stable yet."

Faise was stunned for a moment, and then quickly wrote on the paper [Even so, you are already great]

Through the drizzle, she found that the other party was looking at her with eyes full of smiles. The faint light from the castle made Faise's smile extremely gentle. Hermione stroked her cheek with her fingertips a little embarrassedly.

"Let's go in quickly, it feels like everyone is going to leave!"

After finishing speaking, he took the initiative to hold the other party's hand, let the barriers above their heads fuse together, and slowly walked towards the stone pillar with the huge winged boar.

The familiar cast iron door and stone steps gradually appeared in front of the four of them. Hermione saw a tall woman in a dark green robe with sharp eyes. She waved her hand excitedly, "Professor McGonagall!"

This might be the privilege of a top student. The witch, who was always unsmiling, actually nodded slightly to them. Faith could pat her chest to assure that Professor McGonagall looked a lot more kindly when she saw Hermione.

As Faise, who got an O in the final grade of Transfiguration class last semester, she still has the confidence to stand with Miss Granger, but her two roommates are eager to transform themselves into pebbles on the side of the road. Don't draw the attention of their dear professor.

"Miss Granger and Miss Orest, please come with me."

Hermione and Faise looked at each other with some doubts. After all, they belonged to different colleges. It was hard to guess what Professor McGonagall wanted them to stay alone. O's child a hug, right?

Could it be a hug in cat form...

After losing the protection of the two 'shields', Tarsila and Miriam felt completely exposed to the scanning of Professor McGonagall's sharp eyes, they didn't even dare to breathe, their heads were lowered as if they were about to bury their chests .

"Hurry up and go to the auditorium. The opening ceremony is about to begin. The house elves have prepared a sumptuous welcome dinner for you."

"Okay, Professor McGonagall."

The two said in unison, the excitement in their tone seemed to have received the order of amnesty, and Tarsila even performed a knight salute for Professor McGonagall in his heart, and then was hurriedly dragged away by Miriam.

On the familiar marble stairs, Faise and Hermione followed Professor McGonagall from left to right. Although there was not much communication along the way, the atmosphere was not awkward.

They went straight into the office, and Professor McGonagall picked up a bottle of potion from his desk and handed it to Faith, "I already know what happened on the train from Professor Lupine's letter, Madam Pomfrey prepared it for you. This bottle of potion, it will make your throat more comfortable."

Faith took off the bottle cap and smelled the aroma of fruit, but with the lessons learned, she decided to swallow the unknown smell thing in one gulp, so as not to make a show of changing face in front of Professor McGonagall.

Surprisingly, the taste of the potion was unexpectedly good, and the faint sweetness even made her a little unsatisfied.

Faith rubbed her throat lightly, and said tentatively, "Thank you, Professor McGonagall, I feel much better."

With a faint smile on her face, the witch said to her quite gently, "In order to catch fugitives from the Ministry of Magic, a large number of dementors will be stationed at Hogwarts this semester... If you feel uncomfortable because of their existence, Welcome to come to me anytime, I can teach you how to resist them."

"Is it learning the Patronus Charm?"

Hearing Hermione's surprised voice, Professor McGonagall turned around and nodded, "Yes, Miss Granger."

Hermione tugged at her sleeve, thinking of the feeling of being powerless on the train, she looked at McGonagall pleadingly, "Can you teach me too?"

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The author's words:

I could have updated it earlier today, but it turned out that I was halfway through the code and went to study for the general exam...

After checking the information, I found out that the Patronus Charm is Professor McGonagall's forte ╰(*°▽°*)╯

Chapter 180 Five Time Converter

Naturally, McGonagall would not refuse the request of her favorite student, she just sighed for a moment at Hermione's strong learning enthusiasm.

It was not difficult to determine the make-up class time for their Patronus Charm, because only Tuesday night was empty for the two of them, and the rest were full of various courses and trainings.

Faise, who was waiting outside the office, thoughtfully reserved a space for the two of them to get along alone—she could hear the hesitation in the tone of the conversation between Professor McGonagall and Hermione just now, so she took the initiative to leave.

I don't know what the other party wants to say to Hermione alone, maybe it's about the Mr. Savior?

Faith looked out from the window in the corridor. Hogwarts, located in the center of the lake, stood majestically in the wind and rain. She could vaguely see a few obtrusive black shadows floating in the corners of the college. Most of the sounds, only the singing from the auditorium broke through the barrier and penetrated into the ears.

Fortunately, the two people in the office didn't make her wait any longer. Before Faise's belly sang the 'symphony', the door of the office opened with a "squeak", and Hermione came out from inside, saying goodbye to the professor. He looked at himself with a smile.

"Let's go," Hermione raised her head slightly, and walked in front naturally, humming an out-of-tune tune, as if she was in a good mood, "Feise, don't ask me, I'll talk to Professor McGonagall Did something happen?"

When Faith heard this, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows and smiling, and asked sideways, "What did she talk to you about?"

In fact, she didn't have extra curiosity about such things that she didn't need to know, and the reason why she asked was only because Hermione wanted to tell herself.

After all, the little lion has put 'Quickly ask me! 'It's written on her face, and she can't spoil the other party's interest.

"It's about my class this semester." Hermione pulled out a golden necklace from her pocket, and held it up to Faise's eyes like a treasure. There was a small hourglass hanging on the end of the necklace. The thing that helped me complete that schedule - Time-Turner/Time-Turner/, although I haven't practiced it yet, but according to the professor's description, its ability is simply incredible!"

After listening for a while, Faise made a pause gesture dumbfounded, interrupting Hermione's excited explanation.

"Wait a minute, are you sure I can know what you said? It's just... I think Professor McGonagall wanted me to leave just because she didn't want too many people to know about the existence or function of this thing."

"Yes, the possession of the Time-Turner requires special approval from the Ministry of Magic, and I have to follow a long list of rules," said Hermione, making an exaggerated distance between her hands in the air.

In fact, she was in the office just now, and she spent most of her time reading through the code. In fact, the content of the code can be summed up in one sentence - don't use it to do stupid things.

"Professor McGonagall made me swear not to tell anyone about this..." Hermione paused in the middle of her words, she blinked her eyes and waited for Faise to answer, with her hands behind her back, she tiptoed to show She can't wait.

"Hmm," Faith showed a little smile in her eyes, and she asked intentionally, "So I'm not a human being in your heart? Or is it that our dear Miss Granger is going to be a bad boy who deceives the teacher from today onwards?" ?”

"of course not!"