Hufflepuff never works overtime

"What a child," Hermione shook her head with a smile. "You should learn to taste the taste inside instead of pursuing the sweetness and ice at the moment of entrance. It's not good for your stomach."

"You are only three months older than me, my dear Miss Granger," Faith raised her eyebrows at her, "Every time you educate me like this, I wonder if you are some old old wizard I found the magic spell of rejuvenation, and my actual age is actually 300 years older than me."

"If the magic about time can really be researched, it will definitely cause a sensation in the wizarding world. I will reluctantly take your words as a compliment to my mature thinking."

Faise, who was choked for a moment, didn't know what to reply, and after a while, she held her forehead slightly and sighed, "I knew it was not a good thing for you to get too close to Tarsila and Weasley, hurry up, Give me back that old Hermione!"

"Well, I don't understand what you're talking about," Hermione's innocent eyes showed a little gleam, she covered her lips to the cup, and took a sip of the milk tea, "It's just as expected, except for the sweet taste. There is no other taste."

"But sweets just make people feel good." Faith took her cup from the other party's hand, and took a big gulp into her mouth, feeling the cold and smooth taste all the way into her stomach, she was so beautiful His eyes narrowed.

"Especially in the case of taking four classes in a row, my God, I will even meet Professor McGonagall again..." Faith shook her head helplessly, "I'm not like you, I only rely on studying every day So, which one tastes better, Professor Snape or Professor Lupine?"

"Don't make me sound like an ogre..." Hermione rolled her eyes at the other person angrily, "Is this actually a question in your mind? You can just grab any Gryffindor and ask , if someone says they like Professor Snape more, I'll eat this cup on the spot."

"I'm sure Potter and Weasley will be more than happy to cooperate with me in order to let you eat the cup." Faith murmured softly.

"They won't!"

Hermione folded her hands on her chest, and the corners of her mouth turned down, "He actually deducted five points from me just because I tried to prevent him from killing Neville's pet! Can you imagine him standing in front of me arrogantly?" Saying 'Since you've learned so much in class ahead of time, I hope you learn too and don't meddle in your own business'... I would really be pissed at him."

Seeing that the person in front of her deliberately lowered her voice to imitate Snape's tone, Faith lowered her brows and smiled slightly, "It's really like what Professor Snape would say, but didn't you tell me to respect professors?"

"I know!" Hermione replied with a raised voice, and then slumped her shoulders in frustration, "I didn't say anything bad about him, I just told you exactly what he did."

"Okay, don't be angry," Faith said with a smile as she stretched out her hand to rub the extremely depressed lion's head, "After all, Professor Snape was made a big fool of himself in Defense Against the Dark Arts class by Neville, and now the whole school Everyone knows about grandma's feigning."

"Well, that's really miserable." Hermione nodded silently. What is gratifying is that she has already scored 10 points in the first two periods of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. As for the lost 5 points, as Professor Snape mental damage fee...

"Leaving that aside, what did you think of Hagrid's first Care of Fantastic Beasts class?"

Knowing that the big man was Hermione's friend, Faith said as tactfully as possible, "I think he's doing a good job in protecting magical animals, but let him take classes... Well, at least he's better than Lockhart."

"Is it because the effect of the first class was not good? Or something happened?" Hermione frowned, and tapped her knuckles anxiously on the dining table.

"You know we take classes with Ravenclaws, they prefer to have enough theoretical knowledge and then practice...instead of riding a hippocampus when they don't understand anything in the first class Winged beasts fly around."

"Hagrid may just be a little nervous for a while, maybe he hopes you can learn something from getting along with magical animals."

"But the content he taught in the morning is not as substantial as Astoria's introduction of her family's 'chicken' when chatting with me." Faith really couldn't give an encouraging attitude to Hagrid's teaching method. "He was too busy trying to appease the dozen or so hippogriffs, and even in that situation, there was an accident - Hannah was bowing to a hippogriff Later, forgetting to wait for the return gift and trying to get close to it, and then she almost got kicked."

"Merlin's big underpants, that sounds really bad..." Hermione sighed deeply, and she was already thinking about how to comfort Hagrid after class tomorrow.

"It's really bad. You know that the hippogriff is not a good-tempered animal. There are many accidental injuries about it every year. I can understand that Professor Hagrid wants to give the students a lesson in the first class." Surprise, and the flying experience was really good, and a lot of Ravenclaws have changed their opinion of him because of it."

Noticing that Hermione's gloomy face had improved a lot, Faise added, "But he is a professor now, and he needs to give us as much knowledge as possible while ensuring the safety of the students... I can only say , He still has a lot of room for improvement on this point.”

"I'll tell him your suggestion." Hermione raised her chin at Faith after glancing at her watch. "Let's go, we can't keep Professor McGonagall waiting."

Chapter 190 The Patronus Curse

Sitting in the empty classroom, standing by the podium was Professor McGonagall with a gentle expression—she didn't want to make the two girls feel too nervous. After all, the success of the Patronus Charm depends on the most important thing.

"Although I should introduce you to the basic information of the Patronus Charm in the first class as usual, but I found that you seem to have made preparations in advance?"

Hermione, who was sitting upright, nodded her head immediately. There were already a lot of pre-excerpted contents in the notebook spread out in front of her.

Faith couldn't help but glanced down at her empty desktop. She thought that learning a new magic was all about memorizing gestures and incantations in her heart.

Fortunately, when Hermione checked the information yesterday afternoon, she shared her results with herself. Although it is impossible to firmly engrave every word in her mind, there must be a general idea.

Putting the wand on the table a little awkwardly, trying to create a posture of studying, Faise slowly said under McGonagall's encouraging eyes, "Yes, Professor, Hermione introduced me to the history and the history of the Patronus Charm. Purpose, it sounds like an extremely powerful defensive spell."

"Very well said Miss Orest," McGonagall raised his right hand holding the spell, and lightly drew a circle in the air between the wands, "Then let's get straight to the point, Expecto Patronum/."

Hermione showed admiration at the way the other party came at his fingertips. Her eyes immediately memorized the spells and gestures, and she repeated the tone several times in her mouth. Both of them stared at McGonagall's movements with wide eyes.

A mass of silver-white gas sprang out from the top of the wand, and after a while, it condensed into a dazzling cat in the air. After it appeared, it didn't find any enemies to resist, and it walked gracefully around Mag, Each claw seems to be on an invisible pedal in the air.

"This is my patron saint," Mag raised his arm lightly, and the silver cat jumped in front of the two girls in the direction she pointed, "The size of the patron saint has nothing to do with its strength or weakness , Its form is often related to a person's personality, experience, and even preferences, and some examples prove that the form of a person's Animagus is likely to be the same as the patron saint."

Faise only learned about Animagus in the transformation class in the afternoon, and Hermione had read related books when she was in the first grade. Too much explanation.

Faith stared blankly for a moment, then cautiously stretched out her hand to try to see if the cat was real, but as soon as she got close, the cat jumped into the air with its front paws raised high and a proud expression on its face.

After thinking for a moment, Hermione immediately raised her hand, indicating that the professor had a question she wanted to ask.

McGonagall turned her head slightly at her, "You can just ask Miss Granger, this is not a formal class, don't worry about things that are too formal."

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall." Hermione's waist subconsciously relaxed a little, but the whole person's expression was still concentrated, "I read that not everyone can cast the Patronus Charm, even if they can cast You don’t necessarily have a Patronus either?”

"Yes, this is an extremely ancient and complicated spell," Mag nodded in agreement, "You have also seen it just now, its spells and gestures are actually not difficult, but unlike other spells, the Patronus Charm It cannot be mastered by blind practice, the most important thing is the mind of the caster."

"idea?"

Mag stared at the girl's somewhat confused eyes, then turned to look at his patron saint, "Yes, you need to try hard to recall the happiest and happiest memory in your life before casting the spell, this memory will definitely bring you Only when you have enough positive emotions can you use this spell."

"The happiest memory?" Faise pursed her lips, trying to find something from her head, most of them were some warm and small fragments, although every time she recalled it, she could make her smile, but it was difficult to have a single moment Can be called the 'most'.

"Once you succeed the first time and experience this magical feeling, the subsequent success rate will be much higher," Mag said, "I don't want the two girls to be anxious or stressed," the so-called happiest memory , doesn’t mean it needs to be special, ordinary moments have significance.”

"Don't worry, kids," Mag patted his hands lightly, attracting the attention of the two of them, "I'll give you a week, and you can calm down and think about what is the happiest thing for you. When is the memory?"

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"Happiest memory..."

On weekends, the two sat side by side by the flower garden in the atrium, thinking about the same question.

The soft feathers swept across her cheeks and chin, and kept spinning in her hands. Hermione pouted, "This question is really difficult. I think I have so many, so many happiest memories. It's not fair to sort them !"

The warm sunshine caused Faise to shake her head, as if her eyelids drooped and she would fall asleep in the next second, she heard Hermione's muttering, and replied with a smile, "If it's a lot, it can't be described as the best, right? "

"Who knows, maybe my mood bar has a full bar, and it might even reach 100 points at many times," Hermione said, pinching her fingers, "For example, when I received a letter from an owl during a piano performance in elementary school. time, when Gryffindor won the house cup, when we checked our final grades last term, when we spent the summer together..."

"Well, these 'candidates' do sound like they are very competitive," Faith said as she heard the other party continue to mutter, and put her head on Hermione's shoulder helplessly, "Stop showing off, unlike you... I can’t think of the happiest memory I have.”

"What!" Hermione turned her head in surprise, her dissatisfaction was written all over her face, she narrowed her eyes, and licked her canine teeth with her tongue, "In my happiest memory, you were on the list several times, and you actually told me I can't think of any of you? Okay, you want to rebel, don't you?"

It's too much, this heartless guy must be punished!

The angry little lion jumped up and threw the man down on the bench. His dexterous fingers got into the man's robe, and through a thin shirt, he slid his fingertips wantonly on the soft waist .

"Hiss..." Faith gasped as her slightly cool hand penetrated into her inner garment, and before she could explain, Hermione had already started her hands.

The resistance to tickling is extremely weak. In order to avoid this "torture", Faise kept shrinking her body towards the corner of the chair, curled up into a small ball, desperately trying to push the intruder out, but The uncontrollable itch made her limbs go weak.

"Come on...Hermione, I, I was wrong..."

She was almost out of breath from laughing, and in order not to attract attention, Faise had to carefully keep her voice in her throat. Such begging for mercy could not make the hard-hearted Miss Granger let go.

When Faith was about to fall off the chair, the hands that made her cry so hard were finally on the right track, pulling her back to the chair with all her strength, and the punishment was over.

Rubbing the corners of her hot and red eyes, Faise couldn't help but glared at Hermione, but when she was glanced at lightly in the other direction, her body stiffened immediately, and she backed away several times in front of her hands. .

"Don't! Come again and I'll call someone!"

"Hmph, whoever wants to get close to you, a ruthless guy, seeing how happy you were smiling just now, why not take this as your happiest memory!"

Chapter 190 Two

"So, Faith, which memory did you finally decide to use as the material for the Patronus Charm?"

Early in the morning, Hermione, who just had breakfast, was in a good mood. Her pace was faster than Faise's, so that she had to stop and wait for a while every time she walked a certain distance.

"I haven't figured it out yet, I really envy you can make a decision so easily..."

Faith sighed silently, and she didn't know why the other party was so obsessed with this question. She would receive one or two express or hints from time to time throughout the weekend, which caused her to be full of random thoughts before going to bed at night.

"Isn't it strange that you are so entangled?"

Hermione tilted her head in confusion. She finally chose the moment when she received the Hogwarts acceptance letter, because that memory was so short that she could describe every moment of that time, the letter on that letter, Every letter of the letter is deeply engraved in my heart, and it left an extremely deep impression on her.

"I know, in fact, I thought of a lot of good choices,"

And most of them are about you...

Faith's earlobes were reddish, and she scratched her head with a little embarrassment, "But Professor McGonagall said that this spell is difficult to learn, if I use my cherished memories, it will have no effect... A memory casts a bad shadow."

"Why do you have such a strange idea?" Hermione frowned slightly and blinked, "Even if the spell fails, the joy and happiness brought to you by that memory will not change?"

"Obviously, if I had your awareness, I wouldn't be unable to make a decision." Faith looked up at Hermione helplessly, "If the Patronus Charm requires the most embarrassing Memories are fine, I'll try it casually during those sleepless nights, and I'm sure it will work."

Hearing the other party's gnashing of teeth, Hermione smiled, "You can't expect those memories to expel the dementors, can you?"

"How do you know if you don't try..."

"Okay, you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself." Hermione held her head high, with a bright smile on her lips, "Isn't there still me, I can protect you when I learn the Patronus Charm La."

Faise was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered and said, "This sounds like a good choice."

Hermione nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling, and she was very grateful for the other party's trust, not to mention that Faise's tone of response was extraordinarily serious and gentle.

Although Miss Granger always liked to emphasize her 'maturity' on weekdays, whenever she encountered something that made her emotionally ups and downs, all her thoughts would be written on her face without any concealment.

Look at her flying eyebrows, it seems that she is about to break free from the shackles of her face.

"I've decided! Let's go to the Muggle Studies class with you first."

Hermione glanced at the schedule in her hand and the classrooms corresponding to the three classes, and touched her chest with anticipation on her face—the time-turner pendant was inside her clothes, and it was also a necessary tool for her time travel today.

This is the first time she has actually used the time-turner. She has to plan her moving route and class order carefully. In less than half an hour, three of herself will appear in different classrooms at the same time.

This is so exciting!

"Obviously no matter what your 'first' class is, for me, I should meet you in the same classroom, right? Thinking about it this way, the time-turner is really magical. Wouldn't it be nice for you to overlap your classes like this? Are you confused?"

Faith gently rubbed her chin with her fingers, thinking seriously, she found that this time-turner seemed to be different from the settings of those sci-fi movies she had watched before.

"Let me think about how I can explain it to you..." Hermione rubbed the tip of her nose, and used her hands to distance herself, "It's a bit strange if you understand it from the perspective of coexistence, but in fact From my point of view, it is actually a linear process, and these three lessons will still be sequenced in my memory."

Faith's bewildered eyes told the truth she still didn't quite understand, and Hermione stood on tiptoe anxiously, "That is to say, every time I use the Time-Turner, I've spent two more hours in the day than you. But these two hours overlap in your time."

"I seem to understand a little bit," Faise tapped her fist on her palm, and then tilted her head again, "But if that's the case, can your biological clock be adjusted? It suddenly changed from 24 hours a day to [-] hours... …would your body grow or age in those extra hours?”

"I, I don't know..." Hermione rolled her eyes a few times, and licked her lips in embarrassment. She was so happy after getting the time-turner, and she really didn't study these issues.

"Perhaps we can do an experiment?"

Faith surprisingly showed great enthusiasm for this matter, partly because she hoped that Hermione could at least clarify its 'side effects' when using this rather advanced magic item, and partly because she was very interested in it. Like to explore things that the Muggle world can't imagine - like Fantastic Beasts.

Although she cherishes life and does not want to participate in reckless adventures, it does not mean that she will reject all novel things.

After all, this is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. If you just go to class and do homework every day, that kind of college life is too boring.

"Do you have any good ideas?" Hermione also looked eager to try.

"I'm afraid that the part about the time refutation will be self-defeating. We will not test it yet, but the passage of time on your body is still very easy to test."

Faith left a small graffiti on Hermione's cuff with her wand, and nodded in satisfaction, "I've tried this spell many times, and it can basically last for a day, that is to say, it won't last until eight o'clock tomorrow morning. It will fade, but your clothes will definitely remain in the process of time travel, so if the time it fades is significantly earlier, it proves that you have indeed passed several hours today."

"I like this graffiti," Hermione smiled and looked at the little lion on her cuff. "This experiment sounds really good. If there are any results, we can write a paper and report it to Professor McGonagall."

"Uh," Faith shrank her neck, "Anyway, no matter what the result is, we should all be able to draw a valid conclusion, but if it is written as a thesis...you should spare me."

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The author's words:

I hope the teachers will stop engaging in such sudden attacks (>?ω`< ) It is easy to kill a person after learning a book in 6 hours...

In fact, I did a good job in the test yesterday~ Subjective questions, the hand speed practiced by writing novels is still very useful, but after the test, I entered the sage mode, and then it took a day to update

There is one more tonight!

Chapter 190 Three Muggle Studies

Professor Keridi Bubbaji stood in front of the podium and looked at the scattered children in the classroom who were carefully arranging their desks. This was the first class after all, and most Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors They will still cheer on their new teacher.

She nervously flipped through the lesson plans in her hand, hoping to attract the attention of the students with an interesting topic, otherwise, with her years of teaching experience, a boring beginning would mean that she would be asking and answering questions for the whole semester .

In particular, there are not many people selected for the Muggle studies textbook. Few of the people who come to study this class are really interested in Muggles, and more are students who are preparing to enter the Ministry of Magic in the future.

Thinking of the pointed questions and dismissive looks of several Slytherin students last week, Bubbaji rubbed his temples with a headache.

The children nowadays are too assertive, but fortunately, her teaching in the past two years can still play a sporadic role-there are always a few children who will surprise her.