Hufflepuff never works overtime

Hermione wrinkled her nose, and Faise's reaction seemed a little different from what she expected, but it was not a big problem.

"I told Professor McGonagall that I once promised you that I would not do anything without telling you again, so I can keep it secret from others, but I can't do this to you."

"You really said that?"

Faise opened her eyes wide and raised her voice to ask the other party. The surprise on her expression was fully revealed. Although she was not very interested in that time-turner, Hermione's choice was like stuffing a piece of honey into her mouth. The sweet taste made her smile. squinted.

"Yes, and I am very determined."

Hermione's head shook slightly, and after seeing Faise's upturned mouth corners and joyful eyes, she became more and more proud. If there was a tail behind her, she must be flying into the sky at this time.

"But you can't tell other people," Hermione still didn't forget to tell the other party, which was a right she had worked hard to win, "not even Tarsila and Miriam."

"I know."

Faith smiled and nodded, "But from what you said just now, it seems that using this thing will appear at the same time... a lot of you? Isn't this easy to be noticed?"

"Even if someone finds out, I just have to refuse to admit it." Hermione put the necklace around her neck, slipped the hourglass into her collar, and patted herself on the chest. "They will only think that I am What clone spell was used, and..."

Hermione glanced at the other party carefully, and Faise still had that faint smile on her lips, "No one cares about where and what class I take except you, and my roommate doesn't even know that I chose All electives."

It was rare to hear about the existence of roommates from the other party. Even though they were promoted to the third grade, Faise still couldn't remember the names of Hermione's roommates. The main reason was that the little lion really rarely mentioned the other girls.

For a moment she had to admit that Hermione and the two boys were exploring the school back room or the Forbidden Forest every night...

Thinking of that scene, Faith stroked her arm, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Will they bully you?"

This was what Faith was most worried about. During the summer vacation, Mrs. Granger would ask her obliquely about Hermione's dormitory life, but she really knew very little about this aspect.

"No, who can bully me?" Hermione frowned, she didn't like being treated as a child who needed protection, "In fact, they wished that I would go to class and not stay in the dormitory, Lavender said bluntly that I was always in the dormitory Studying in the dormitory puts too much pressure on them."

Lavender... Faith silently kept this name in her heart, and asked a little puzzled.

"Isn't it great that there are people who like to study in the dormitory? Every time Tarsila is indirectly complacent, she always complains that Miriam and I seem to have nothing to do, which makes the dormitory have no learning atmosphere."

"They're different from you..."

Hermione frowned even more when thinking of the unpleasant topics that her roommates talked about at night. When Faise found out, she had to put her finger on the other person's forehead and said helplessly, "Wrinkles!"

They chatted and walked, which took a lot of time even for a short distance.

Compared with Hermione's troubled dormitory life, both Ron and Harry seemed less upset, Faith shook her head, "I think the learning atmosphere around you is very good, and my grades have improved linearly since I met you. "

"That's it," Hermione shook her head with her head held high, her flowing long hair scattered behind her back, "Those guys just don't know how to cherish it."

Chapter 180 Six Boggarts

"sleepy……"

In the first class of the school, the third grade students will be the first to see the teaching level of the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher—Professor Lupine. Among the whispering discussions, only one voice seems out of place.

"The sequence of classes on Wednesday should be changed. It would be great if the first class was History of Magic, I am Professor Binns."

"What did you do last night? Why did you look like a thief? I don't think Tarsila and Miriam are as listless as you?"

Miss Granger stood upright, holding a copy of "The Dark Arts: A Guide to Self-Defense" in her hand and flipping through it with relish—although this book needs to be used as a textbook for the fourth grade, she had already learned it by herself as early as the first grade— — Exuding the temperament of a good student from the inside out.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the large pendant on her body.

"I didn't do anything," Faise reached out to wipe away the sleepiness from the corners of her eyes, "Yesterday was the first time I actually ate the dinner at the opening ceremony, and I accidentally got stuffed up, and I felt uncomfortable lying on the bed, tossing and turning. Can't sleep."

The other party's sluggish state and weak tone made Hermione shake her head, "I should remind you that enough is enough, didn't the rabbi prepare some medicine for you?"

"Well... After all, this kind of thing doesn't happen to me very often."

Faith yawned lazily, and couldn't help muttering some half-dream nonsense in her mouth. Her body seemed to have had its bones removed, and her head was leaning wearily on Hermione's shoulder—due to the professor's temporary announcement of the lecture. The location was changed from the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom to an empty classroom, and she couldn't even find a decent pair of desks and chairs.

This made Faise, who was going to sleep beautifully in the old-fashioned self-introduction session, very helpless.

"The professor is coming soon, stand up quickly."

Hermione deliberately twisted the other's slender waist, wanting to remind Faise to straighten out her slack posture, so as not to make them an eye-catching target. Who knows if the new professor will choose to use them to stand out?

But this action was no less exciting than pulling a cat's tail. The person who was obediently leaning against her just now bounced away from her body. Those round eyes under the glasses were full of accusations. The big dark circles on the fair face look very funny.

"Am I hurting you?"

Hermione was startled by the intensity of the other party's reaction. She subconsciously reached out to help Faise rub it, but was dodged by the other party with a step back, leaving only the slender hand in the air.

"No," Faith quickly escaped from the unspeakable trance, and she responded with a forced calmness, "Thanks to you, I feel much more refreshed."

"That's good..." On the contrary, Hermione withdrew her hand recklessly, curling her fingertips slightly, as if she was thinking about what she had just done, and also seemed to be savoring the tantalizing touch.

Faise turned her head away, and stopped looking at this guy who made her heart tremble, and she didn't intend to delve into why she acted so sensitively, obviously there were many more intimate actions in the past...

"Hermione, Professor Lupine is here."

"Ah."

Compared with Lockhart's exaggerated attire and gorgeous appearance, Lupine's plain gray robe and low-profile height were mixed among the students, making it almost hard for people to notice.

"Okay students, this is the first class for you to enter the third grade. Who am I? You should have heard the introduction from Principal Dumbledore at the dinner yesterday. To make a long story short, today I want to introduce you to a novel 'friend' - Boggart/."

So when Lu Ping opened his mouth suddenly, he could see the classmates standing around him fading away like a tide. His unique opening remarks and class content obviously bluffed this group of children who were still at the theoretical stage until now. No one in Gryffindor, known for his boldness, dared to get close to the black cloth that smelled wrong.

Lupine raised his wrist lightly, and the black cloth covering the huge object in the center of the classroom slid to the ground, revealing a cabinet with a strange shape and even a tattered appearance inside. It swayed from time to time, as if something was hidden inside. To rush out.

"You don't have to be afraid, I will teach you how to resist it in this class, but first, I need someone to help me introduce what Boggart is to students who have never heard of Boggart's reputation."

At such a time, there was one person who would never miss an opportunity to express herself. Faise could feel that the movement of Hermione's hand raised a whirlwind in her ears.

So... She doesn't want me to lean on, is it because I will hinder the speed of her raising her hand?

"Alright Miss Granger, please explain to everyone."

"A boggart is a shape-shifting creature that no one knows what it really looks like because when there are people it transforms into something that anyone nearby fears."

"Very good, 5 points for Gryffindor." Lupine nodded appreciatively, which made Miss Xueba's standing posture a bit more upright. Faith couldn't help but muttered in her heart when she saw this scene.

Hermione Granger is an intelligent creature, and no one gets points for being around her, because she takes all of the professor's attention when she's around.

"Although the Boggart's trait sounds troublesome, there is actually a simple spell that can repel it..."

This was a thorough practical lesson. Lupine only used a few simple words to arouse everyone's curiosity. Even Neville, with his help, did not make any mistakes.

It feels good to overcome fear under the witness of teachers and classmates, especially seeing Professor Snape's puzzled face, which is swaying and dressed in old-fashioned women's clothing.

Fortunately, there are no Slytherin students in the classroom, otherwise they would definitely challenge Neville for their reputation as the Snake King, but judging from the level of booing by Hufflepuff, this matter is likely to happen tomorrow, no, this afternoon spread throughout Hogwarts.

After seeing Professor Snape, the clown, and the giant snake, the atmosphere in the classroom was noisy. Ron also stood up under the eyes of everyone, and Miss Orest stretched her neck with a smile on her lips. Wanted to see what heartless Mr. Weasley was most afraid of.

Hermione suddenly remembered something at this time, she looked startled, and tried to reach out to cover Faith's eyes.

Coincidentally, it was a step too late.

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The author's words:

I slightly adjusted the order of these classes at the beginning of the school year. It was amazing. September 1993, 9 was obviously Wednesday...how could the first class be a divination class?

And (*/?＼*) Defense Against the Dark Arts makes sense as the first class

The Boggart images of the two cubs will be announced soon, no prize quiz!

Chapter 180 Seven Boggarts

A spider with a body covered in thick black hair, eyes of different sizes, and a figure bigger than a cabinet replaced the original shaking clown. Its eight zigzag legs made a chilling sound when it moved.

Ron couldn't help but took two steps back. Even though he had made mental preparations, he still panicked when he actually faced the acromantula.

The hand holding the wand trembled in the air, because standing directly in front of the Boggart, he could even see the giant pair of chelicerae on the spider's face, making a clear and audible click in triumph at the sight of the prey's timidity. Voice.

"what!"

Ron closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to boost his morale with a roar, but unexpectedly, what came into his ears was a sharp cry.

He grinned in embarrassment, feeling that the timidity he had just leaked would definitely become a stain on him for the rest of his life, maybe the topic of discussion when he went back to the dormitory tonight was the performance of 'Ron Weasley' in class.

His eyes glanced to the side inadvertently, and he was surprised to find that most people's eyes were not focused on him. Ron followed their eyes strangely, and found a familiar figure.

"Hermione?"

Hermione who was named had no time to take into account her friend's surprise. If she hadn't grabbed Faise just now, she might have fled the classroom in a panic.

Hermione pulled out the person hiding behind her, and seeing Faise tightly covering her eyes and trembling, she sighed distressedly, "Ron's Boggart, put How can you be scared?"

Faith couldn't listen to her words at all, she kept shaking her head, her lips were pale, and her palms were sweating.

Reason told her that there was no need to be so nervous, it wasn't a real spider, even if it was, there was nothing she could do to her, but she still couldn't control the cold hairs on her back, and even had a physical reaction of panic and trembling.

Now she just wants to escape from this place, just a simple glance, the terrifying figure that makes the heart tremble has been deeply engraved into her retina, even though she has covered her eyes with her hands, but in the dark world In the middle, she seemed to still be able to see the huge figure in the middle of the classroom.

"Get it away Hermione..."

It was a kind of physiological disgust. Faith felt her legs go limp. The sound of the giant spider's pincers echoed in her mind. The feeling of dizziness and nausea flooded in like a tide. She subconsciously hugged the only one nearby. someone you can rely on.

"Please, please take it away...or take me away..."

Hearing the other party's pleading in a low voice, Hermione had no time to react and was embraced in full view by everyone. She had no intention of resisting, and even consciously used her body to help Faise block those watching eyes - so as not to wait for the other party to recover If you lose your sanity, you will be hit twice.

The panicked little rabbit would only randomly bow its head to the place where it could be hidden. It was the result of Faise's utmost restraint not to let out some unintelligible nonsense from her mouth.

Her heart was beating wildly, and Faise also knew that her current behavior must be outrageous, but she couldn't control herself.

"It can't hurt you, it's just a phantom."

Hermione stroked the other person's back gently with her hand, hoping that her presence could relieve Faise's pain a little, but it was a pity that such a natural symptom could not be relieved simply by soothing.

In fact, she is also very helpless. As a child of a doctor, Hermione knows very well that some diseases cannot be overcome by bravery. It is the fear engraved in their genes-such as fear of heights, blood sickness, and sharp point phobia. etc.

Although she was not a professional psychiatrist, from the past behaviors of Faise, Hermione was almost sure that Faise suffered from insect phobia.

It's not that she hasn't thought about finding a solution to this problem from books, for example, desensitization therapy is a good choice.

But she didn't want to take the risk of being hated by Faise and force her to look at pictures of insects every day.

That would make the other party hate her to death.

In the end, after several considerations, Hermione decided to give up trying to correct Faise's symptoms. After all, with her by her side, what big trouble could happen?

Who knows... Isn't Ron also afraid of spiders? He's seen all sorts of messy things before!

"Don't be afraid of Faith, Ron will get rid of that guy soon."

Different from the soft voice when comforting Faith, Hermione's sharp eyes pierced Ron like knives, and she used her eyes to signal the other party to quickly take away the good things he made.

Ron, who received the signal, swallowed silently. This was his fear, and he was also afraid...

It's a pity that no matter how scared he is, he can't show his fear in public like a girl, and it's even more impossible to throw himself into Harry's arms, crying and begging him to solve this terrible thing for him.

damn it……

Mr. Weasley plucked up the courage to stare at the eight eyes with his two eyes, his mouth was constricted, his calf was still trembling, but thinking that if he didn't succeed, he would end up being laughed at in public, he still Swiping his wand vigorously, he called out the incantation.

"Funny funny /Riddikulus/!"

Roller skates were suddenly installed on the spider's eight fluffy long legs with well-defined joints, and its eight claws scrabbled on the ground indiscriminately, but it couldn't keep its balance, and finally its huge body fell heavily to the floor.

Almost everyone laughed, and even Ron reluctantly parted his lips. Lupine couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction seeing this scene.

He walked up to the two girls, tilted his head and smiled, "Look, your classmates have already succeeded. Go and try Miss Orest, it's not difficult."

Faith didn't even want to lift her head, she could still hear the spider's voice, and even the laughter around her made her feel dizzy, and she didn't understand why she had to suffer like this here.

Doesn't she know that fear should be overcome?But she can't control her body, what can she do?

With her sanity being drained, Faise couldn't help feeling a bit of resentment in her heart.

"Professor, let me go first," Hermione felt her front skirt being pulled more and more forcefully, but Faise still didn't look up, and she didn't even want to respond to Lupin's words, so she could only say,

"Maybe you can give her a little more time."

The silent girl was taken over by Tarsila and Miriam. Hermione suppressed her worries about Faith, and confidently took out her wand and stood in the middle of the classroom, with a little curiosity in her eyes.

Yes, Miss Granger didn't know what she was afraid of. To be precise, she didn't think she had anything to fear.

Let me end this farce quickly, I feel that Faise's state needs a cup of sweet drink to calm her down.